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786 Kill the young one, come the old one

"Compassion? Oh, you are worthy of talking to me about compassion? Hanchan Temple, the Great Wisdom Monk, Maitreya Buddha... none of them can escape!" Cao Yahan said, suddenly, he held his right hand, and the void exploded.

With a sound, half of the sky seemed to have collapsed.

"Ah!!!" I heard the little novice's scream. He was so frightened that he didn't even have time to change his words and beg for mercy. He was directly crushed into powder by Cao Yahan's angry blow. His body collapsed and shattered like a rotten watermelon.

It fell and died a violent death, leaving behind a mutilated body that could not even hold a breath.

Everyone nearby just stared blankly, and there seemed to be a sense of joy and pleasure in their hearts.

"It's not enough." Cao Ya whispered, his eyes cold.

How is it enough to kill the direct murderer Jiaolong and the indirect murderer the novice monk?

The Hanchan Temple, the Great Wisdom Monk, and the Maitreya Buddha sitting deep behind the scenes... all these monks, they all deserve to die!

Cao Ya knew that his own power, at the extreme level of a heavenly immortal, was not enough to fight against Maitreya Buddha, who was a great supernatural power. However, the world in the Middle Ages had undergone tremendous changes after the fall of heaven, demons and chaos on the earth, and the rule of the human emperor.

, Cao Ya didn’t think Maitreya Buddha had the courage to be born.

Especially in the near future, it will be the time when the Overlord will fall, Ananda will fall, and the Demon Buddha will be born, setting off a catastrophe that will destroy the world!

If he attacks Hanchan Temple, the real danger is not in the present, but in the future!

After the end of the world, Maitreya Buddha returns, how could he not regain this place?

But, Cao Ya is not afraid!

No more regrets!

Some things have to be done by someone!

Furthermore, Cao Ya's cultivation is already powerful enough, and he is confident that he will be able to fulfill the legend in the next few decades, and even break through the realm of creation to compete with Maitreya Buddha.

Of course, it is not enough to fight against each other!

Cao Ya's goal is to kill Maitreya Buddha with one sword!

"If I can't kill you now, I'll kill all your disciples and grandsons. Anyway, a group of scourges can be killed cleanly." Cao Ya had a strong murderous intent.

Why not bulldoze a temple like Han Chan Temple that treats human life as nothing?

Existing for one more day is an insult to life!

Cao Ya took a deep breath, flicked his robe sleeves, and the light mist decomposed the remains of the little novice monk. The mana returned to the world, and like the previous dragon's remains, it blended into this area, increasing the concentration of spiritual energy, and the Tao was revealed for a moment, nourishing

world.

"It's only a little better than the dragons in the Human Immortal Realm. It's rubbish." Cao Ya shook his head. The remnant corpse of the little novice monk in the Earth Immortal Realm has a nourishing effect on the nearby area, which is only slightly ahead of the dragons in the Human Immortal Realm.

It’s really a waste of time to call yourself an immortal!

Although the dragon is magical and has a special bloodline, it is difficult for human warriors to fight against it in terms of blood and body in the same realm, but after all, it is a big level ahead.

Cao Ya strengthened the river channel and saw many dead humans. His mood couldn't help but feel depressed, and his murderous intention towards Hanchan Temple was undoubtedly stronger.

Cao Ya thought for a while, took out the seal of reincarnation, used the "Six Paths of Reincarnation Heavenly Skill", and forcibly sent the people who died in vain to reincarnation.

"I hope they will all have a good family in the future." Cao Ya said softly.

Afterwards, he activated the laws to repair the fields, and the wood laws floated around. The crops that had been submerged by the flood and almost dead, unexpectedly recovered one after another within a few minutes and regained their vitality.

As for the construction of houses and the reconstruction of towns, they can only rely on the victims themselves.

Cao Ya can't really achieve perfection.

But everyone affected by the disaster is infinitely grateful to Cao Ya.

Their eyes looked at Cao Ya, full of gratitude.

Even the many warriors who came to provide disaster relief were no exception.

They even have a sense of fear of force!

"See you, senior." Everyone came over and showed great respect.

Seeing injustice on the road, drawing a sword to help is already chivalrous enough, but when faced with the threat from the monks of Hanchan Temple, the senior remained calm and even killed Hanchan Temple's mount Jiaolong and the Hanchan Temple monk with two moves.

Why don't they admire your chivalrous heart?

Strength in terms of force is secondary.

This is different from the warriors below in the exterior scenes.

Cao Ya asked himself, in terms of chivalry alone, he might not be able to compare with these warriors.

"Don't worry, I've taken over the threat from Hanchan Temple. You can rest assured to provide disaster relief, organize manpower to repair houses, and rebuild villages and towns." Cao Ya said, and he had gone away. He didn't want to see the people affected by the disaster, but wanted to

She looked so grateful to him.

At this moment, all the creatures, whether they were ordinary people, warriors, or a few outdoor scenes, all stood still and watched Cao Yayuan go away with solemnity, feeling grateful in their hearts.

"This senior is a truly eminent monk! The kind who should be enshrined in temples."

"Damn it! Senior saved us, but we only cared about ourselves. We forgot to say thank you and forget to ask. We still don't know the name of senior."

"I don't know what name to engrave on the longevity tablet dedicated to this senior in the future."



Everyone said, feeling quite regretful.

"Okay! Since senior doesn't want to announce his name, we will keep our gratitude to him from the bottom of our hearts and pray sooner or later that senior will achieve enlightenment and become a Buddha and an ancestor." An old man from the outside clapped his hands, attracting everyone.

Looking at it, he said loudly, "The top priority now is the reconstruction of villages and towns, otherwise we will not even have a place to live!"

After hearing this, several other locations also nodded.

"Fortunately, with the help of our seniors, all the hidden dangers in our bodies are gone. We are full of energy and healthy. We don't have to worry about colds and other illnesses, and we are freed from a lot of troubles."

"The crops have also revived, and this year's harvest has not been affected."

"Even the dead people...you all saw it just now, right? Their souls emerged, confused, and reincarnated."

"Is that seal like that in the legend?"

"Reincarnation Seal?!"



The location workers talked and quickly assigned tasks. Each took a group of people to build houses, deal with the resettlement of the victims, and allocate food and supplies.

On the other side, Cao Ya stayed away from the river, leaving a shallow imprint to prevent Hanchan Temple from sending another monk to cause disaster. At that time, he could come and stop it instantly.

Suddenly, something moved in his heart, and he stopped on a high mountain and waited quietly.

Buzz

A few seconds later, several rays of escaping light fell down and turned into six monks, their skins were covered with colored glaze. They were either Bodhisattvas or Arhats.

The six monks looked at Cao Ya coldly but did not take action.

Cao Ya was not in a hurry to take action. He stood with his hands behind his back and looked at the sky, his face was dull, but his eyes were cold.

"It turns out that it's Arhat Cao Ya who is in front of you. I wonder why you want to go against me, Hanchan Temple?"

At some point, a great Bodhisattva with a clear body and a color like the pure moon sat on top of the white clouds. He seemed to be the great wise holy monk!


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