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Chapter 643: Sealing the Mountain for Thousand Years

Zhunti's eyes were splitting when he saw this scene, and he turned around and wanted to run away.

That is the Zhuxian Sword Formation!!

But before he could leave, Burian Ai stood in front of him, with an attitude of not giving up.

Zhunti's mood was shaken, and fear actually arose in his heart.

"You crazy person."

Zhunti shouted angrily, and then swung out a palm. His palm faced the wind and turned into a giant hand that swatted Burial Ai away. He narrowly avoided the attack of the Tongtian Cult Leader.

The next moment, three bright lights lit up on the battlefield.

Sanqing is here!

Just standing in the middle of the decisive battle.

Burian Ai steadied his figure and looked at the three saints in front of him, his expression not wavering at all.

The human power in him became more intense.

Since just now, the world has been in constant turmoil, with flash floods, tsunamis, and earthquakes killing many people.

Now the situation is even worse.

But the living people don't have much fear.

I don't know why, but there was an inexplicable anger in their hearts.

Even the most cowardly people, who were as low as in the mud, straightened their backs and looked up at the western sky, their eyes full of determination.

They didn't know what was going on, but they knew what to do.

This is the role of the Human Emperor.

Twist the entire human race into one rope.

Don't be afraid of sacrifice.

Don't be afraid of difficulties.

The Human Emperor's will is their will, and the Human Emperor's thoughts are their thoughts.

Because of this, every human emperor is the kind of being who devotes his entire body and mind to this race.

Zang Ai looked at Sanqing and asked, "Help me, or help him?"

Taishang Laojun sighed.

He turned to look at Zhunti and Jieyin, his face full of compassion.

"Two fellow Taoists, for the sake of the peace of the three realms and the safety of all sentient beings, I would like to ask you to remain in seclusion for a thousand years."

After receiving the invitation, Zhunti's face was full of anger.

But the tide is over.

At this moment, not only do they not have the upper hand in terms of force, but they also don't have the advantage in terms of reason. Taishang Laojun can say it to death.

The three realms are peaceful and all sentient beings are safe!

What does this mean?

If you two don't agree, then I will treat you two as evil spirits.

Rather than being passively sealed for thousands of years, Buddhism will be completely suppressed by Taoism and turned into evil spirits, and then eradicated by the roots, it is better to capture it now and still leave a leeway.

Jie Yin clasped his hands together: "It's my fault, my fault, a single thought that led to such a big mistake."

Zhunti also clasped his hands together.

"For the sake of all sentient beings in the world, we are willing to claim our title for a thousand years."

Taishang Laojun's face was filled with sincerity: "My Taoist friend is highly righteous."

But he sneered in his heart.

"Old fox."

The trap left by Taishang Laojun's previous sentence was lured, and Zhunti perfectly dodged it.

But it is also a good thing to force Buddhism to close the mountain for thousands of years.

At this time, the Jade Emperor who was watching the theater in the sky finally came down. He looked at the people in front of him with a solemn face: "Burial Love, although this matter is to avenge the souls of the unjust dead, but for your own selfishness,

It is too reckless to cause suffering to all sentient beings."

Burial Ai's face was expressionless, and she completely thought he was farting.

"It's time to go."

Burial Ai looked at Lin Fang.

Lin Fang was stunned: "Where to go?"

"Shituo Mountain."

After saying "Bury Love", he turned around and left.

All the wronged souls here have been redeemed by Buddhist bald donkeys, but their bones are still there.

He wanted those tribesmen who were dead in the wilderness to be buried in peace.

Lin Fang glanced at Taishang Laojun, and after Laojun nodded, he followed obediently.

Jade Emperor: "..."

Ignore me?

He secretly glanced at Li Jing.

Just as Li Jing was about to move, the next moment Taishang Laojun's eyes came.

Li Jing immediately stopped and stood still.

The Jade Emperor turned his head and looked at Taishang Laojun.

The old man smiled and said: "Your Majesty, what you said is wrong. The buried love is obviously the living emperor, the human world is his human world, the human race is his human race, and the power of the human world is his power."

"You still don't allow others to use your power?"

"But..." The Jade Emperor opened his mouth, but he couldn't hold back the second word.

He left angrily.

One hundred thousand heavenly soldiers returned to the sky again.

Taishang Laojun looked towards the direction of Lingshan: "Alas! You can forgive God's sins, but you can't live if you do your own sins."

Do you think you can do whatever you want without the Human Emperor?

Something will happen now!

Tathagata looked embarrassed and wanted to say something to express the situation, but he couldn't utter a single word.

No one expected that things would develop to this point.

A mortal, even a human emperor, was actually able to withstand the attacks of two saints, and even made the two saints surrender and let Buddhism seal the mountain for thousands of years.

This is simply something I dare not think about.

But what can he do?

Tathagata: "Alas! Let's seal it."

He suddenly felt tired.

Guanyin Bodhisattva looked depressed, nodded, and went down to deal with the matter.

Buddhism is an extremely large religious institution, and it is not an easy task to close the mountain.

In Xiniu Hezhou alone, the number of monks exceeds tens of millions, and there are hundreds of millions of believers. There should be tens of millions of monks in the entire Three Realms, and all of these people need to be transferred back.

Monks are monks who give up everything they have and serve the Buddha wholeheartedly.

If Buddha doesn't want them, then they have nothing.



At this time, Buried Love has returned to Shituo Mountain.

He started digging a hole.

Dig by hand.

Dig one and bury one.

Lin Fang looked at him with some confusion and asked, "Is it so troublesome?"

At this time, Burial Love's magic power is useless. He is completely using his mortal body to work, and he is doing it himself, which is extremely hard.

Burian Ai didn't say anything, he just worked hard.

Lin Fang scratched his head and had no choice but to help him work.

From morning to night, they buried hundreds of graves, most of which were buried by Lin Fang.

But the burial love hasn’t stopped yet.

He continued to bury it until the next day.

He is like a perpetual motion machine, constantly digging graves, burying people, digging graves, burying people...

It wasn't until three days later that an old man walked over from a distance.

Seeing someone burying corpses, he was very scared, but he still asked: "Excuse me, what happened here?"

Lin Fang stopped and looked at the old man.

The burying of love also stopped: "I have beaten the monster away, and we are burying people."

This was the first thing he said in three days.

When the old man heard this, his eyes widened: "Really."

"real."

Buried Love nodded.

The old man cried with joy and said excitedly: "I'm here to help you."

As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves and started to do it.

But Burial Ai stopped him and said: "I appreciate your kindness, but now that you are old, you can go down the mountain and call some villagers over to help us work together."

The old man nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay."

He immediately went down the mountain.

Bury love and continue to bury people.

It was not until the afternoon that I saw a few men coming over carrying hoes.

They vomited when they saw the tragedy in front of them!!

But after vomiting, he also started to bury the person with a hoe.

There are too many corpses here. With their strength, they buried them for an entire afternoon, and the number of people they buried was only a fraction of Lin Fang's.


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