Hearing their questions, Yuwen Zhouyuan ignored them at all and acted as if he hadn't heard anything. Seeing that Yuwen Zhouyuan had no intention of speaking, Ye Youhan glanced at Yuwen Zhouyuan helplessly, and then turned his gaze to
These people from the Buddhist sect said, "Who are we and what does it have to do with you? What do you want to do here?"
The middle-aged monk at the head's eyes burst out with two silvery-white rays of light. He glanced at the crowd, raised his eyebrows and said, "Dear donors, are you not from the True Soul Sect?"
The monk's tone was questioning and condescending, as if they were the strong ones and Yuwen Zhouyuan and the others were the weak ones.
After hearing the middle-aged monk's question, Yuwen Zhouyuan and his party understood a bit.
At this time, a young Toutuo with long hair stepped on the waves, walked lightly to the middle-aged monk who was leading him, took out a jade slip, and handed it to the middle-aged monk. At the same time, the young man's lips slightly moved.
He moved, not knowing what he said, but Yuwen Zhouyuan could feel that it must not be something good.
Seeing the jade slip and hearing the young man's words, the light in the eyes of the leading middle-aged man became brighter. He looked at everyone and said, "It turns out it's you... It seems that the people in that Buddhist sect
There is no doubt that you did it. Anyone who violates my Buddha will die!"
After hearing what the other party said, Yuwen Zhouyuan knew that what he did in the Buddhist sect during the day had been discovered by others, but it didn't matter, he didn't pay attention to these people at all.
"Although you all deserve to die, I, the Buddha, are merciful. As long as you can openly believe in me, I, the Buddha, will bless you and keep you safe throughout your life, Amitabha." The middle-aged man at the head looked at the crowd and said.
The middle-aged monk looked solemn on the surface, as if he was a beacon to guide all living beings. His voice was beguiling, making people want to believe him unconsciously.
"Pretend to be a ghost!" Yuwen Zhouyuan cursed, with a trace of disdain in his eyes.
"What did you say? In the name of Buddha, I officially declare you a heretic, and all Buddhists will kill you." The middle-aged monk at the head looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan closely and said, with a very angry expression.
Look.
"I am the Buddha, you believe in me! Those who believe in me will gain great wisdom. Now I order you to kill each other." Yuwen Zhouyuan glanced at these people of the Buddhist sect lightly and said.
"Pfft..." After hearing Yuwen Zhouyuan's words, the two twins of the Star and Moon laughed out loud, but when they thought of what Yuwen Zhouyuan had just said, they immediately stopped laughing and returned to their serious look.
And they glared at Yuwen Zhouyuan fiercely, seeming to blame Yuwen Zhouyuan for making them lose their composure.
"You... evil heretic, I will never let you go. Now I will destroy demons in the name of gods and Buddhas." The face of the leading middle-aged monk turned blue, and a cold look flashed in his eyes.
Hanguang said.
As soon as the middle-aged monk finished speaking, the nine disciples of the Buddhist sect behind him were surrounded by golden Buddha light, as if they were Arhats descending, and their eyes flashed with a ruthless and cold light.
They already think that Yuwen Zhouyuan and his party are evil heretics, and for them, evil heretics are their biggest enemies.
After taking a look at the nine people, Yuwen Zhouyuan snorted coldly, waved his hand, and an overwhelming force surged toward the nine people. The sea water surged three feet, like a wall of water.
"Boom, boom..." None of the nine people checked, and they were suddenly thrown away by this wall of water, and were submerged by the sea water. The middle-aged monk who was the leader had his face splashed with sea water.
He got up in a panic, and Yu Wen Zhouyuan did it on purpose.
With just one blow, the ten Buddhist masters lost all face. In addition to a trace of fear, there was also a strong murderous intention in their hearts. When they saw someone who threatened them, no matter what the price, they would fight.
To kill them is a bit similar to the fanatical believers of the True Soul Religion.
Although these people appear to be upright and upright on the surface, they are fundamentally different from true Buddhist practitioners.
"Evil demons, since I can't kill you, let the light of Buddha purify you and cleanse your souls." The middle-aged monk at the head did not wipe the seawater from his face, but looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan and his group with compassion and said.
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After finishing speaking, the middle-aged monk put his hands together, and then started singing loudly. He couldn't understand what he was singing, but the singing voice became louder and louder, as if countless Buddhists were singing.
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That kind of sound drowned everyone's senses, as if there were only countless chants left in the whole world. At this time, the nine Buddhist masters stood behind the middle-aged man and started singing along.
With the bursts of chanting, the golden Buddha light on their bodies became even more brilliant, as if they had arrived in the Pure Land of Paradise in the West and met the gods and Buddhas.
There were bursts of chanting. Except for Yuwen Zhouyuan and Yang Liuqing, everyone else was a little lost. Their faces were pious, but their eyes showed a look of struggle.
"Hmph, you dare to hum such an unpleasant sound? It's really embarrassing." At this time, Yuwen Zhouyuan's voice suddenly sounded, breaking the rhythm of the singing of everyone in the Buddhist sect.
Without the rhyme and rhythm, the strange fluctuations suddenly disappeared, and the night was cold. Bai Qiubo and the two twins, Xingyueyue, completely woke up. They looked at the ten masters of the Buddha Sect with murderous intent in their eyes.
Chi Luoluo’s murderous intention.
If it weren't for Yuwen Zhouyuan, they would have been completely lost and influenced by the so-called Buddha.
"You...you are actually able to break my Buddha's Pure Heart Chanting..." Seeing Yuwen Zhouyuan break their chanting with just one sentence, the middle-aged monk who led him had eyes filled with tears.
Shocked, at this moment, he realized that they had underestimated Yuwen Zhouyuan.
"Pure Heart Zen Singing? So such an ugly thing is called Pure Heart Zen Singing? Ahem... As the Buddha, I order you to change the ugly thing you sang just now into the song of wild beasts." Yu Wen
Zhou Yuan imitated the attitude and tone of the middle-aged man just now and said.
"You...you dare to insult my Buddha? You will be sent to the Asura Hell by the Lord and accept the cruelest punishment." The middle-aged monk in charge looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan angrily and said, his eyes full of cruelty.
murderous intent.
"I don't know what Buddha you are talking about. As far as I know, the Buddha is not like you at all. You are fake Buddhas. When the real Buddha appears, you will not be able to escape the punishment of the Buddha!" Yuwen Zhouyuan looked at the Buddha and his party.
said.
"Death, he must die, otherwise the Buddha will punish us." The middle-aged monk in the lead said, the golden Buddha light on his body became more powerful, and a demon-conquering pestle appeared in his hand, carrying inexplicable power.
This middle-aged monk had a compassionate face, as if he were the incarnation of the Buddha. He was frequently playing magic formulas in his hands, and his eyes were full of piety and seriousness. He pointed at Yuwen Zhouyuan and said: "The Buddha said that when the great light comes out, the evil spirits will be destroyed!"
As the middle-aged monk's voice sounded, it seemed to activate the Demon-Conquering Pestle in his hand. The Demon-Conquering Pestle immediately emitted a golden light and at the same time burst out a strange power, touching the rules of heaven and earth, as if a force was born out of thin air to conquer the demons.
The universe turned into nothingness.
This middle-aged monk still has some vision. He knows that Yuwen Zhouyuan is the most powerful among the people, and may also be the backbone of the people. Therefore, as long as Yuwen Zhouyuan is destroyed, the others will not be a problem at all. Maybe
You can also add a few devout believers.
"The grass will wither, the flowers will wither, and all living things will be grass. Only I, the Buddha, will stand in the world forever. Believe in me, and gain eternal life." At this time, bursts of chanting began, which were the chants of the other nine people.
With this chant, the power generated in the void increased many times. Silver light surged all over Yuwen Zhouyuan's body, covering his whole body. Although the cultivation of these people in the Buddha Sect was not high, their attack power was extremely
Strange, Yuwen Zhouyuan had to deal with it carefully.
Seeing the power wrapping around him, Yuwen Zhouyuan snorted coldly, glanced at the people from the Buddha Sect and said, "No matter who says it, it's useless. I told you that you will all die now."
Yuwen Zhouyuan clenched his right hand, and the Zhoujin Destruction Sword appeared in his hand. The sharp and sharp energy burst out. The long sword moved in the void, as if it was going to cut the entire space. The strange power was instantly struck by Yuwen Zhouyuan.
Yuan was minced.
At the same time, Yuwen Zhouyuan grabbed his left hand, and the power was caught in his hand. This power was invisible and formless. Yuwen Zhouyuan had a feeling that his body and soul were all dissipated.
Of course, this is just a feeling and not true. Yuwen Zhouyuan can see that all the hair on his body has disappeared, and even his hair is shorter. This is the strangeness of this power, attacking silently,
It's hard to guard against, but now this power is still too small for Yuwen Zhouyuan, and it can only bring him trouble.
The Zhoujin Destruction Sword in Yuwen Zhouyuan's hand did not stop, drawing a rainbow light and slashing towards the Buddha Sect and his party, as if to split the world into two halves. The incomparable rainbow light had not yet approached them, and their bodies were loose
Dense sword marks appeared on the monk's robe, which was the power of Yuwen Zhouyuan's casual blow.
Seeing the terror of Yuwen Zhouyuan's sword, the leading middle-aged monk's expression remained unchanged and he continued to chant: "Buddha said that there must be a sky between the waters to separate the upper and lower water."
After saying this, a strange force spread from the Demonic Pestle, and the space in front of them seemed to be stretched infinitely. Yuwen Zhouyuan's attack was infinitely close to them, but it could never kill them.
Seeing this scene, Yuwen Zhouyuan was slightly stunned and said unexpectedly: "It's really a weird power. I don't believe you can resist my sharp energy."
After saying that, two sharp rays of light burst out from Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes, and the long sword in his hand thrust forward, white sharp energy gushing out, majestic and unstoppable.
The power of space condensed by the strange power in front of the Buddhist monks was suddenly broken by Yuwen Zhouyuan.
"Puff, puff, puff..." The middle-aged monk headed by him was directly pierced through the heart by Yuwen Zhouyuan. Three of the other nine people were seriously injured, and blood was flowing out.
Without the middle-aged monk, their group's strength dropped sharply, and they were unable to compete with Yuwen Zhouyuan.