Chapter 318: A great calamity is about to occur! Hidden merit and fame!
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The ruins are dilapidated and the Buddha statues have collapsed.
After Fahai was beheaded by Liu Hao, all the Buddhist protectors died, and Jinshan Temple was swept away by the flood without any suspense.
This temple, which had been flourishing for hundreds of years, suddenly collapsed.
None of the monks in the temple wanted to be buried with Jinshan Temple, so they each took away their money, some cut wood to make boats, and some took a big wooden basin, and floated in the flood, trying their best to go down the mountain.
This is exactly what is said when a tree falls and the monkeys scatter.
Three days later, Jinshan Temple, which was originally bustling with incense, had become a desolate and empty place.
At noon, the sound of Buddha suddenly sounded in the air, and among the brilliant Buddha light, a young monk wearing gorgeous cassocks slowly fell from the clouds.
His bald head reflected the Buddha's light, like a blazing sun, dazzling. He was the golden cicada who once appeared on the battlefield of Collapse Wuzhishan.
The young Jin Chanzi, with a calm face and untainted by the worldly dust, scanned the ruins of Jinshan Temple and saw countless Buddha statues lying on the ground. Everything in his eyes was desolate, and a strong sense of sadness arose in his heart, which was as motionless as a mirror.
"How can this be!?"
"Jinshan Temple is an important chess piece of Nanzhan Continent. One of the five hundred Arhats was born as a mortal and guarded it under the pseudonym Fahai. How could it be so dilapidated and desolate?"
The golden cicada walked back and forth on the ruined walls, with Buddha's light flashing in his eyes, as if he could break through all the phenomena in the world.
Wherever the Buddha's light reaches, the light in the sky is distorted and refracted, and everything in the world becomes illusory.
The magical power of Buddhism can be traced back to its origins, which is indescribably wonderful.
He saw a shocking scene, a huge flood swept across and mercilessly swallowed up the entire Jinshan Temple...
At this time, Fahai transformed into a golden little man, escaped from a Buddha statue and flew out, shouting: "Golden Chanzi, save me."
In the end, Fahai was the reincarnation of the Five Hundred Arhats of Lingshan, with extraordinary foundations. Even though his body was killed by Liu Hao, there was still a trace of the original Buddha's thoughts under the Jinshan Temple, which never dissipated.
"How is this going?"
Jin Chanzi used his Buddhist magical power to summon this ray of spiritual thought. With a tap of his finger, he fixed Fahai's divine thought in the air with a solemn expression, just to ask what happened.
The fall of Jinshan Temple was not that simple.
The little golden figure of Fa Hai had a bleak and miserable face, and he gritted his teeth and said: "A swordsman with powerful magic appeared out of thin air, colluded with the Qingcheng Mountain snake demon, and used evil magic to change the earth's veins, causing the Lingyun River hundreds of miles away to flood.
Jinshan Temple, hundreds of years of foundation, was destroyed in one day..."
"The earth's veins have indeed been moved. Who has such great magical power and wants to go against Western Buddhism?"
"Could he be... someone from Xuanjiao!?"
As soon as Jin Chanzi thought about it, he immediately felt that what Fa Hai said was true. His eyes were full of Buddha light, and his expression was neither sad nor happy, nor angry nor resentful. However, his heart was definitely not as calm as on the surface. It had already caused a shocking wave.
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Something big happened!
At the foot of Wuzhi Mountain, the Buddhist restrictions were broken, the demon monkeys were released, and the situation of traveling westward to obtain Buddhist scriptures was ruined!
At present, the Jinshan Temple, which is also an important chess piece in the Western Lottery and Nanzhan Buzhou, has also suffered a disaster. A shadow that is difficult to describe in words hangs over my heart.
"Jinshan Temple was destroyed and Buddhist utensils were lost. It's no big deal. You can go to Lingshan in person to explain to the Buddha..."
Jin Chanzi rolled up his sleeves and rolled Fahai's remaining spiritual thoughts into the wide Buddha sleeves. Then countless Buddha lotuses appeared on the ground. Jin Chanzi tapped his feet lightly on the ground and flew into the sky lightly.
A bright Buddha's light is like a rainbow, heading straight towards the spiritual mountain in the west.
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"Congratulations to the host, for killing the Dharma-protecting Arhat monks of Jinshan Temple, you will be rewarded with an additional 40,000 worship points!"
"Congratulations to the host, for killing Fa Hai, the host of Jinshan Temple, and an additional reward of 100,000 worship points. Bai Suzhen's favorability towards the host is +20. The Lishan old matriarch's initial attitude towards the host is friendly, Buddhism's initial favorability towards the host is -20, and it is currently in a state of hatred!
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"Congratulations to the host, you have obtained the damaged Zhixia cassock."
"Congratulations to the host, you have obtained the purple gold alms bowl."
"Congratulations to the host, you have obtained the Fragment of the Sutra of the Great Sun Tathagata!"
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Liu Hao is so decisive in his actions.
Do your best, leaving no escape route for yourself and no room for the enemy.
Even though I have offended Buddhism, I still want to take Fahai's life at this time.
A series of heavenly system prompts sounded in my ears, and after killing the old monk Fahai, a lot of good stuff came out.
The damaged rosy cassock is woven with the rays of light as the thread and the Buddha's mind as the shield. It is a rare treasure of Buddhist body protection. Now it has been severely damaged and the rays of light are dim. It needs to be practiced again.
[The host can consume a certain amount of worship value to repair the woven cassock. 】
The Zhixia cassock is Fahai's personal protective magic weapon. It resisted Liu Hao's domineering sword intent, but it also collapsed due to it. It is considered a residual treasure.
Purple gold alms bowl: One word is the law, suppressing evil spirits, a valuable weapon in Buddhism!
To capture demons, the specific success rate depends on the strength of both parties who cast the spell and receive the spell.
"I see......"
Liu Hao pinched his chin, and a strange light flashed between his eyes.
The origin of this purple gold alms bowl is unknown, and its grade is obviously much higher than that of the Zhixia cassock.
There is a pair of monsters in Journey to the West, called the Golden Horned King and the Silver Horned King. These two were originally two boys in the Bajing Palace of the Supreme Saint Taishang Laojun. They descended to earth and became monsters. They had a magical magic gourd in their hands. As long as they
When the opponent's name is called and the opponent responds, he is sucked into the gourd and turns into pus within two hours.
This magic weapon was written by a saint and was so powerful that even Sun Wukong had a headache.
The purple gold alms bowl may not be as good as the magic gourd, but it is not an ordinary thing either.
Fahai is only the first level in the realm of immortals, with low magical power, unable to fully activate the power of this magic weapon.
With a thought, he erased the remaining thoughts of Fahai on the purple gold alms bowl. This magic weapon completely became an ownerless thing and was taken into the world of heaven and earth by Liu Hao.
As long as I have time to practice some more in the future, this purple gold alms bowl will be a great help.
"Buddhism is indeed extremely rich..."
Liu Hao couldn't help but sigh.
A lot of treasures were revealed in Fahai. Apart from the purple and gold alms bowl, this page of the ancient scroll was left, which also made Liu Hao very excited...