Pudu Cihang's huge demon body was randomly torn into countless corpses in the air. White insect blood fell like rain, revealing Nangong, Duzhen, Yan Chixiazi and Baiyun who were hidden deep in its belly.

Figures of four people.

Fahai clasped his palms together and recited the Buddha's name. Four white lotuses corresponding to them were formed in the void on the ground and caught the four unconscious people. Among them, Yan Chixia suffered the most severe trauma. One of her arms was torn off and she lay down.

On top of the white lotus it looks like gold paper.

Warmth and Buddha's light shone all over his body. Du Zhen's old eyelids opened. He smiled slightly when he saw Fahai in white monk robes. He tried his best to raise his palms and said to his figure, "The old monk died without regrets!"

In Youzhou City, with the huge Leifeng Pagoda eighty-one feet high as the center, a magnificent and transparent realm of the Great Compassion Tibetan Realm slowly began to unfold.

The phantoms of the ancestors of past generations flashed around the tower, but there was only one phantom of the Sixth Patriarch Huineng.

The mighty power of many ancestors exploded, and the entire huge Leifeng Pagoda was directly lifted into the air. The huge pagoda with a total of eighteen floors on the upper and lower floors was just like the Dinghai Divine Needle in the hands of the great sage in the story.

The sky above Zhoucheng.

There were wisps of black smoke coming out of Pudu Cihang's broken insect corpse, which was because its soul had begun to escape. The world's demons are inexhaustible because the demon soul is more difficult and weird than humans.

If you are distracted and run away, you can cut off your tail and be reborn.

The broken body of Pudu Cihang in front of me is more than a thousand pieces? After the countless black smoke rushed out of the body, it showed a crazy trend and began to escape in all directions. However, Fa Hai, who had transformed into a powerful mana, was unmoved.

Quietly watching the countless swarms of insects and monsters, together with Pudu Cihang's soul, scurrying away like locusts.

Fahai pointed his finger to the sky, and the Great Compassionate Embryo Realm that enveloped the whole city shook slightly. The next moment, he suddenly turned his palms and pressed down. The huge and transparent Great Compassionate Embryo Realm, which was as big as the sky, also began to slowly press down. Pudu Cihang made numerous attempts to rush out.

The scattered souls in the barrier all ignited golden Buddha fire the moment they hit the barrier, howling miserably and turning into meteors falling from the horizon.

Not only the soul of Pudu Cihang, but also all the strange monsters and insects in the city could not escape the shackles of this world of great sorrow. Their screams soaring into the sky mixed with the people's joyful cries, which attracted the old father Lin Qinghe in the carriage.

Get out.

Lin Qinghe was slightly startled when he saw the back of Lin Hai, who was wearing a white monk's robe. After many years as a father and son, he could naturally feel the changes in him. He looked around at the black souls that kept howling and falling in the sky, as well as the strange monsters roaring in despair in the distance.

The insect demon is like being in a tragic battlefield.

"Ahai?"

The old father's trembling call came from behind, and Fahai stood still as if he hadn't heard it. Only the palms pointing to the sky that controlled the great compassion were slightly paused, and then his whole body was covered by golden light again, allowing people outside to see

Not real.

Nan Rong wiped the blood on his face and bit his silver teeth secretly:

"What? You kill a bedbug and you don't recognize anyone?"

Countless chess pieces rushed out of the void, turning into black and white lights. They rushed towards Fahai's back shrouded in golden light with murderous intent, shouting angrily:

"Turn around!"

Fahai's eyebrows were lowered, and he couldn't help but think of what Zen Master Huineng said to him in the Leifeng Pagoda when he gave him the magic power.

"Lin Hai, you have to think carefully. After inheriting my mantle, the magic power I left on the relics will be poured into you, and you will have heaven-reaching magic power. However, the word "Lin Hai" has nothing to do with you anymore.

Love, hate, and hatred are all fleeting. You must not be tainted by the love in this world, otherwise not only you, but also those who tempt you to violate the precepts will also be sent to the eighteenth level of hell under the wrath of the Buddha. You have to think about it.

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The palm that controlled the depression of Dabei Feizang did not move. The five fingers of the other free hand suddenly opened up, and there was a faint flow of moonlight on the fingertips. The black and white chess pieces with enough strength to penetrate the strange were still a few feet away from Fahai.

The distance disappeared strangely, and in the palm of the hand where the moonlight was flowing, I didn't know when I was quietly holding two black and white chess pieces.

Jinshan Temple defensive skills, locking Qingqiu.

"Lin Hai!!"

Nan Rong, who had no choice but to do anything, was about to rush over with a long stride, but at some point behind Fa Hai, an insurmountable air wall appeared out of thin air. Nan Rong felt desperate and could only cry out sadly: "Lin Hai..."

But the white-robed monk in front of him, who had powerful magic and could solve the fate of Youzhou City's destruction with just one move, didn't even dare to look back. He just whispered "Namo Amitabha" in a low voice.

Fa Hai turned his back to Nan Rong and quietly made a move that no one could see. He put the two cold chess pieces into his arms, then raised his head and stared at the scene of demons dancing around the city.

Because of the Great Compassion's suppression, all the demons and monsters, including Pudu Cihang's tens of millions of soul clones, were unable to escape from the city. Moreover, the barrier was still suppressing the pressure, so that all the demons were suppressed.

The ground is unable to fly.

This barrier seems to have its own consciousness. All normal humans standing in the city are completely fine and are not affected by the suppressive power of the barrier. This is the magic of Jinshan Temple's Great Compassion, which only suppresses demons.

Don't hurt the people.

Fa Hai pointed his finger at the ground, and a series of magnificent sword lights emanated from his fingers. All the weird insect monsters lying on the ground on the long street, and even the heretical beings suppressed on the ground further away, were all cut into pieces.

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Du Zhen was sitting on the lotus platform transformed by his magic power. After seeing Fahai use this move, his eyes suddenly became intense:

"Yes, that's how it's used, that's how it works! Hahaha!!"

The three most powerful skills of Jinshan Temple are the Wish-Living Knife.

Among these monsters, there are many powerful beings who have cultivated their souls. After their physical bodies are damaged, they quietly release their souls and attach themselves to other things. They wait until this earth-shattering battle has passed, but Lin Hai has

He did not stop after making the knife with his fingers, and then extended his palm downwards. The surging force entangled the five elements of heaven and earth and pulled them back and forth. The colorful light suddenly turned into a deep black light the moment it was spit out from the palm, striking

Hitting the ground is like a pebble thrown into a lake, causing countless ripples to spread throughout the city.

Jinshan Temple’s unique mountain-holding skill, the anti-birth and destruction palm of the Five Elements!

Even after inheriting the magic power from the sixth generation patriarch of Jinshan Temple, Fa Hai, whose skill reached its peak, looked a little embarrassed for a while after using the Great Compassion Fetal Treasure to suppress the entire city, as well as Jinshan Temple's other two extremely powerful mountain-suppressing stunts.

pale.

Countless insect corpses scattered on the ground exploded into countless fluorescent lights under this shocking palm. All the demonic souls that had escaped from hiding were also unable to escape under this palm, and joined in howling.

In the midst of the massive fluorescent light in the city, a wind suddenly rose, ruffling the corners of Fa Hai's snow-white monk's robe. The long wind blew countless green fluorescent lights, and began to rush towards the center of Fa Hai's eyebrows like a whale.

A white star meets you.

Lotus flowers were everywhere in the sea of ​​consciousness, and Fahai's palms tightened and loosened several times. After a while, he suddenly turned around calmly. His temperament, which had been rising under the influence of Buddhism since his tonsure, reached at this moment

At the top, Nan Rong and Lin Qinghe were slightly stunned when they looked at his familiar face. Before they could speak, they saw him clasping his hands together and saying without sadness or joy:

"The poor monk has long forgotten the past. There is no such person as Lin Hai in the world. Only the monk Fa Hai has seen the two donors."

Lin Qinghe sat down weakly on the ground, Nanrong lowered his head slightly, this woman who once played chess with Lin Hai in the West Lake asked in a low voice:

"That monk Fahai you mentioned, is it powerful?"

Fa Hai was speechless.

Nan Rong finally couldn't hold back the tears in his eyes. Even Du Zhen, who was sitting on the lotus, couldn't help but sigh repeatedly. His face was complicated. For a while, he didn't know whether it was good or bad about Lin Hai's transformation into Buddhism.

Suddenly, the Eighteen Pagodas suspended high in the sky above Youzhou City heard the sound of bells ringing like a heavy rain. Fa Hai, who was originally neither sad nor happy, looked slightly startled, and raised his head to look up at the statue.

Behind the ground is a huge pagoda that is more than 100 feet tall, with an extremely solemn expression.

Even Monk Duzhen, who struggled to maintain the incense of Jinshan Temple in the human world, was at a loss when faced with the strange appearance of this huge Buddhist relic that had been quiet for hundreds of years. However, Fa Haize, who inherited the magical power of the Sixth Patriarch Huineng,

It was indeed different. After the Patriarch's relic suppressed the demonic dragon in the pagoda for hundreds of years, even Fahai at this time couldn't help but have an inexplicable connection with this important Buddhist weapon.

Hearing the rapid sounds in the tower, Fahai didn't hesitate at all. His whole body turned into a dazzling golden light and soared upwards, directly into the deep black hole at the bottom of the tower.

What you can see is that the original splendor of the golden paint and blue tiles is gone, and the countless exquisite formations carved on the bricks and stones, as well as the many artifacts where the Buddha's light circulates, are all in dilapidated condition.

Is the demon dragon out of trouble?

After this thought came to his mind, Fahai didn't panic much. He had inherited all the magic power of the sixth generation ancestor, and had just received a whole city of demons and demons. He also had various Buddhist stunts that had been lost for hundreds of years, and he had a whole body of cultivation.

It was an unprecedented peak state, and I thought that even the demon god Bailong was qualified to fight.

What's more, exterminating demons and defending the Way is a matter for practitioners. In the past, if his magic power was not enough, he could not subdue this demon. Now that he has achieved magic, even if there is no chaos caused by Bailong today, he will still find an opportunity to kill him.

Enter reincarnation.

The pagoda on the lower nine floors is in dilapidated condition, with only a huge white skeleton lying in it. The pale and huge skeleton reveals the pressure of this unparalleled demon, as if this skeleton is alive and will be killed at any time.

come over.

This is the body of the demon god White Dragon. The last time the soul came out of the body, there was only a glimpse of it. However, the powerful power of the demon dragon almost completely suppressed the soul of Lin Hai at that time. Its ferocious power was astonishing.

Fahai just glanced at it and stopped paying attention. He saw that this corpse was already tangible but without spirit. Without the white dragon's soul to cause trouble, the bones were just bones. It would take at most a hundred years to turn into bones.

Just a handful of useless dust.

With white monk robes floating, Fa Hai finally arrived at the top floor of the Eighteen Pagodas, where the relics of the eminent monks and ancestors of the past dynasties are enshrined and the source of strength that guards this pagoda.

The topmost pagoda can be called the most solemn place among the Eighteen Pagodas, but when Fa Hai arrived here, he didn't see how magnificent it was. It was not even as good as the bottom place used to suppress the white dragon.

There are many relics of eminent monks enshrined in the pagoda, among which the ten generations of founders of Jinshan Temple are at the forefront. Because of the turmoil in the world at that time, Jinshan Temple was the first to bear the brunt. Although the relics of many ancestors are enshrined here, they are just serving as relics.

It is just a Buddhist treasure that suppresses demons. It does not have the ability to transform into the virtual image before birth like the Sixth Patriarch.

Even so, the bells of the Eighteen Pagodas rang as a warning. As a holy place for pagodas, there must be instructions. Fahai walked closer and bowed devoutly. Suddenly, an old sigh came to mind in the pagoda.

The sighing sound was vague and uncertain, and sometimes it sounded like a middle-aged person with a loud voice, and sometimes it sounded like an old man, hoarse with vicissitudes of life. In short, it seemed that the speaker was not just one person, but composed of many people.

Fahai's expression did not change, he kowtowed and said respectfully:

"Fahai, a disciple of Jinshan Temple, has inherited the will of the sixth generation patriarch to suppress demons and magnify Buddhism. Today, I heard that there is a loud alarm at the pagoda, so I came here to check and inquire, and I also ask the ancestor for instructions."

"Fahai? So you are my twelfth generation disciple of Jinshan Temple?"

"Exactly."
To be continued...