The clone Qisha has been practicing Buddhist techniques for more than ten years. For the first time in this world, he made a move without reservation. The moment he made a move, it was a ground-breaking move. Two moves made the Buddha Sect's World Walking Seven Thoughts lose their fighting power. In this world,
How many people can do it?
The terrifying strength made those who participated in the siege feel numb, and they did not dare to take action against him for a while. Just kidding, what they were going to deal with was the daughter of Pluto, who was not a Buddhist sect. It was enough to offend an academy, but not anymore.
Offend this Buddha.
Ignoring the silent Xiling cavalry and the Xuankong Temple monks, Qisha turned around and ran towards the direction where Ning Que and Sangsang had escaped. At this time, Chaoyang City was already filled with killing sounds, and practitioners from all directions were shouting.
Swarming towards them, these people all had fierce looks on their faces, all eager to kill the daughter of Hades and become the savior of the world.
Qisha walked towards the center of the city step by step. Finally, someone reacted and began to block his steps. Many practitioners turned into human shields and blocked his way forward. They kept hitting him with swords, guns and sticks.
, but obviously these attacks are like scratching an itch on Qisha's almost indestructible body.
The edge of the knife was curled, the gun was blunted, and the iron sword was broken. Qisha's whole body was bathed in golden light, like a Buddha walking in the world.
Even if dozens of practitioners from the Dongxuan realm formed an array, they still could not hinder his progress. Wherever he passed, the weak retreated.
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Just walking like this step by step, the attacks hitting him made the light on his body shine even more dazzlingly.
For more than ten years, he has strengthened his body almost all the time, and suffered countless unbearable tortures, just to reach the legendary immeasurable realm. Now, he is only a hair away from that step!
Today may be a miracle of breakthrough!
Just before he reached the intersection, a middle-aged monk who was also shrouded in golden light stopped in front. His powerful momentum caused the onlookers to disperse, and Qisha stopped unconsciously.
The middle-aged monk looked compassionate, shook his head and said:
"Junior brother! You'd better go back!"
The person standing in front of Qisha is not an ordinary person, but the head of the Venerable Hall of Xuankong Temple, Master Qimei. He is the senior brother of the Qizi generation, the third figure in Xuankong Temple, a practitioner at the pinnacle of knowledge of destiny, and his physical body is also close to Vajra Bumper.
bad.
Qi Mei did not have the same angry face and angry eyes as Qi Nian, but said gently:
"Junior brother, go back. You alone cannot change the general trend. Before the lecturer gets angry, there is still room for maneuver on this matter! Don't have any more delusions!"
The sound of Qi Mei seems to contain Buddhist Zen principles, which makes people unconsciously have the idea of taking refuge, but this idea is extinguished as soon as it appears.
Even though he practiced the Buddhist techniques, he never had any worship of the Buddha and never thought about becoming a Buddha. Even some of the heads of the Xuankong Temple honored him with the title of Holy Son of Buddhism.
Dismissive.
Faced with Qimei's persuasion and after ten years of silence in Xuankong Temple, Qisha finally spoke.
"Brother, everyone in the world says that Buddhism is a pure place in the world, but here I can't get or see any purity, what you call purity.
When you don’t want to argue with others, you chew your tongue and practice silent meditation. When you don’t want to listen to the sufferings in the world, you cover your ears and recite Amitabha silently. When you don’t want to see injustice in the world, you blind your eyes and concentrate on meditation, thinking that you are deceiving your own heart.
You can let yourself get the so-called purity.
You can do it, but I'm sorry, I can't do it. If I don't do some things, I won't be at peace in my life, so what's the point of my practice?"
The so-called Buddhism is actually as hypocritical as Xiling. Yuelun Kingdom is already poor, but it has tens of thousands of monks and hundreds of temples.
On weekdays, these people only know how to eat fast and chant Buddha's name. They stay aloof and do not engage in any labor. They rely on the people at the bottom for support. The more than one million serfs under the deep pool of Xuankong Temple are living examples.
Talking about compassion but turning a deaf ear to injustices, hypocrites are far more annoying than true scoundrels. After Buddhist practitioners divide themselves into three, six or nine levels, there is no such thing as the equality of all living beings.
"We always claim to be compassionate, but there is no trace of compassion in what we do."
Regarding Qisha, Qimei was speechless for a while, so he could only say:
"Since junior brother can't turn back, let me teach him his clever tricks! It is said that it took only ten years for junior brother to reach the peak of knowing his destiny from the first level. I just don't know how far away he is from the higher level?"
"It's useless to talk more. It's better to see the truth behind the scenes!"
After saying that, the two of them glowed with golden light at the same time, and finally condensed into two huge golden bodies fighting against each other. The huge shock wave kicked up countless dust, and directly razed the house with a radius of dozens of feet to the ground.
And this is just the beginning. As the battle between the two escalates, the damage caused by the two also increases exponentially.
Looking from a distance, I saw two golden giants fighting each other crazily, with various Buddhist methods emerging one after another.
As the top practitioners of the Buddhist sect, both of them are the closest to the immeasurable people in the Buddhist sect. They have extremely strong defensive power, and the vitality of heaven and earth they can use is also very strong. Such a fight is almost like a tortoise fighting a tortoise, and they are destined to fight in a short time.
There is simply no way to break through each other's defenses.
Moreover, in a battle of this level, it is not anyone else's turn to take action. The only one who suffers is the capital of the Moon Wheel Kingdom.
the other side,
Ning Que and Sang Sang, whose identities and whereabouts were exposed, were besieged by countless people and had no choice but to hide in the White Pagoda Temple and kidnapped Qu Ni, the national preceptor.
Originally, Qu Ni was held hostage, and Xiling and the Yuelun Warriors were still a bit wary of it. After all, Qu Ni was also the king's biological sister, the national master of the Yuelun Kingdom, and had a transcendent status.
Unexpectedly, this old woman still had some backbone and committed suicide on the spot. The evil-doing Qu Ni finally went offline and could no longer hear the other party's arrogant speech.
But this time, the two of them undoubtedly aroused the public's anger again, and the enemy started to kill them without any scruples.
Faced with the siege of countless people, Ning Que returned to his old profession as a woodcutter in Subi Lake. He thought that before he even set foot in the world of cultivation, he was already an executioner feared by all horse thieves.
Now that I have become a great practitioner in the realm of knowing destiny, it is even easier to kill ordinary practitioners.
With the help of Sangsang's divine magic of light, Ning Que's knife became more convenient, just like chopping melons and vegetables. Under the mysterious cave, there were almost no enemies. The besieging people fell one after another, and the enemies were bleeding.
The skirt of his clothes was dyed red, and the simple knife in his hand was cut and curled.
But even so, the number of people participating in the siege not only did not decrease, but more and more people gathered together, and the people participating in the siege became stronger and stronger. Not everyone at any level can fight alone in the world, at least not Ning Que.