Emperor two hundred and ninety-three why not worship?
Wu Lang glanced around and looked at Li Hairou next to him.
Li Hairou understood, stood up, smiled, and said gently: "Everyone, has anyone seen the classical rules of Shangxialingshan?"
"Nature knows."
One of the Buddhist cultivators spoke.
"There is an old rumor that the Great Leiyin Temple is in the west, but Lingshan Mountain is not accessible to anyone."
"Lingshan is guarded by countless arhats who protect the mountain. It is majestic and solemn. It is free in the west sky. There are only two ways to go up and down the mountain."
"First, with the permission of the Buddha, the Buddhas of Leiyin Temple can go down the mountain, and other monks can go up the mountain. Second, the Buddha's roots are deep and the blood of the ancient Buddha is pure and untainted, so the Arhat guarding the mountain cannot stop him."
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Now, why can't they leave the Great Leiyin Temple?
It's because there is no more Buddha in Daleiyin Temple.
However, the Great Leiyin Temple was still operating on its own, and they were unable to obtain the Buddha's warrant. Naturally, the Buddhas in the temple, and even the surviving descendants of the descendants, were not allowed to leave the mountain.
The same is true in the fairy world, where the creatures cannot descend to the realm without the order of the Emperor of Heaven.
After all, this was normal in the old days.
Whether it is the Western Heaven or the Immortal Realm, there must be a separation between the immortal and the mortal. There are too many things where the ancient immortal gods descend to the realm at will and destroy all living beings.
The Buddha and the Emperor of Heaven also need to rule, so they naturally have access control. This access control is engraved deep in the rules of the cave of the two realms, cannot be changed, and is absolutely valid.
Therefore, when the war really started, they consciously massacred the other party's pure-blooded top brass. The descendants of the other party's "royal spiritual roots" were the key to success and the possibility of becoming the next generation of emperors and Buddhas.
As a result, all the high-ranking heirs of both sides were killed.
Everyone is completely extinct and perished together, but they still keep the defeated generals in the "forbidden zone" as a back-up, waiting for their descendants who escaped the catastrophe to return, take over the power, and lead the restricted zone to have a chance to return and revive, to unify the world and revive
Home door.
"First, you have the Buddha's warrant. Second, the Buddha's roots are deep, the blood of the ancient Buddha is pure, and the Buddha's body is pure...right?"
Li Hairou said with a cold and solemn expression: "Everyone, do you think the body and blood of the Buddha are the blood of the ancient Buddha?"
Everyone was shocked.
"I see."
At this time, the Daoji monk in the distance said gently: "Only people with the blood of the ancient Buddha can go up and down the Lingshan Mountain at will... The Arhats who protect the mountain are not allowed to stop them."
"And now, hundreds of thousands of years later, the remnants of these Arhats are still outside the Great Leiyin Temple. After passing away, they still retain their obsessions during their lifetimes to protect the Great Leiyin Temple."
"Although they are unconscious, they can only sense the flow and speed in the air. Intruders who move faster will be killed. If they move slower on purpose, they will not sense it."
"However, it seems that these Arhats can still test their bloodline. If they are of ancient Buddha bloodline, they will naturally not stop them from going up the mountain."
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Everyone also understood the meaning of this analysis.
"It's extremely."
At this time, the Evil Buddha World Honored also spoke slowly, stared at the Emperor of Jingzhou, and said with a smile:
"Is it possible that you want to break away from the time force field and go up the mountain at normal speed outside? If it is identified as a fake, it will be bad. If the Buddha who protects the mountain takes action, your master's body will be instantly destroyed."
In his eyes, the other party is most likely a fake.
If you are not of ancient Buddha blood and are not pure enough, you will definitely be beaten to death by Arhat.
Even Li Hairou was worried and said: "Do you really want to prove it like this? Regardless of whether your master is a real disciple of the Buddha, these residual thoughts may also be completely confusing. Maybe he is really a disciple of the Buddha, and he will be
Clear them!"
"No need to worry." Wu Lang looked calm.
The ancient Buddha bloodline is the least purple in the extinct "Buddha root" destiny, and is the pure Buddha body.
Everyone has distracting thoughts and evil thoughts.
But they are also living beings. What if they are made entirely of Buddha clay and have no distracting thoughts or evil thoughts?
Based on the principle of identification alone, Wu Lang doesn't think that the purity of his own Buddha clay will be weaker than that of the "Buddha Root" of flesh and blood!
This is also the reason why I use this Buddha clay puppet, which is made of pure Buddha soul cultivation clay, to dare to pretend to be the blood of the Buddha.
Perhaps if we really need to identify the bloodline in detail, people will find that it is not a living person at all, but a magic weapon clone made of soul mud, which can be easily exposed.
But going up the mountain, just sensing the purity of the Buddha's body...
You can take a gamble and have a high probability of success.
Wu Lang is very confident in the magic weapon he created. It can be said that he has a certain amount of luck. If he had not built this magic weapon before, he would not have been able to provoke the opponent so boldly.
"What to do?" Li Hai said judo.
"Yes, let go of the time field."
Wu Lang nodded and said calmly: "I am a Buddha in this body. Naturally, I don't need to use such methods to avoid the patrols of the mountain protectors. When I return to my hometown, I can naturally go up the mountain in a dignified manner."
"Okay." Li Hairou nodded.
Wow!
An invisible ripple covering the Jingzhou Emperor faded away.
His whole body was completely exposed in the deserted restricted area outside the Great Leiyin Temple. He was motionless, just like a statue.
A large number of people silently watched and waited from the windows of the entire Daleiyin Temple.
They knew in their hearts that if the Emperor of Jingzhou made any move, there would only be two consequences.
First, identify the bloodline as genuine and remain unscathed.
Second, when he was killed, his whole body turned into blood mist and exploded.
Blah blah blah!
A gentle breeze blew slowly.
This young emperor suddenly had the Buddha's will raging, with a golden halo of several feet in size behind him, and pure flames wrapped around his body, like a golden sun. He took a gentle step.
tread.
The air suddenly rippled, as if some ancient remnant sensed something strange and came quickly.
Shadows came one after another.
The shadows were like black remnant souls, burning with mysterious black smoke. They suddenly stopped silently and did not even kill this pure glazed golden body wrapped with rich Buddhist aura.
Wow.
The earth seems to have formed a vortex,
There are hundreds of them, and more and more are coming.
Each of them was an emperor in the human world during their lifetime, and they survived the tribulation to perfection, and their remaining souls afterward were also at the level of a mid-level emperor.
They are like the black night sky, deep and beautiful, surrounding this golden sun.
suddenly.
With this pure golden body comes another step.
All the surrounding black shadows silently divided into two sides.
They seemed to perform rituals that were engraved in their memories during their lifetimes. They clasped their hands together on both sides of the road at the top of the mountain, as if they were welcoming the return of some supreme ancient Buddha.
Tap tap tap.
Another step, and the surroundings gradually separated.
Continue to put your hands together to welcome the return of this ancient Buddha.
Wu Lang raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "Sure enough, these ancient remnants of theirs have lost their sense of judgment. They just followed the persistence of their lives and turned into demons."
His expression showed some emotion.
These Buddhist and Taoist ascetics, even today, hundreds of thousands of years after the ruins of an ancient civilization, still guard the ancient myths and legends and protect their own glory after death. Such heroes deserve respect.
Tap tap tap!
He put aside his distracting thoughts and began to walk around outside the Great Leiyin Temple with confidence and boldness, walking quickly.
Suddenly, countless black phantoms slowly clasped their hands together:
"Amitabha."
"All sentient beings possess the wisdom and virtue of the Tathagata..."
"Just because of delusion and persistence..."
"Cannot prove..."
The wind howled.
The sky is stagnant.
The Buddha's voice was echoing, spitting out the remaining thoughts of an Arhat and breaking into the sky.
Listening to the shocking sound, all the Buddhist cultivators slightly raised their heads as heavy as lead, as if they were witnessing the howling rainstorm in ancient times, a corner of the myth of the Great Leiyin Temple in Lingshan.
This scene deeply stimulated all the Buddhist practitioners sitting in the window mural.
A feeling of whimpering and sadness arose in their hearts:
Those are the Lingshan Arhats of our ancient times... Even if they die, they still become an obsession and guard them for hundreds of thousands of years. The obsession of these heroes is welcome,
He is truly a Buddhist...
No, he has proven that the Buddha is dead...
"The contemporary emperor of Jingzhou, he is taking the body of the Buddha back to his hometown, back to his hometown, and back to the Great Leiyin Temple..."
When a Buddhist monk opened his mouth, everyone fell silent.
The indigenous people here are all descendants.
Practicing the Buddha's Dharma and reciting the Buddha's sutras, my heart still admires that period of ancient mythology. Their ancestors were waiting for the return of their old masters...
But the master is dead.
Is their era really coming to an end?
"I have made it clear before."
This Buddhist and Taoist young man with golden light walked step by step in the sound of Buddha, and his voice penetrated the sky, "I came to Daleiyin Temple only for two things!"
"The first thing is to fulfill Master's will and to implement Master's Dharma."
"Master's Dharma is the Hinayana Dharma, the Mahayana Dharma."
"All living beings, everyone should save themselves and survive."
His voice was majestic and heavy, resounding, awe-inspiring, and awe-inspiring.
"The second thing is to fulfill Master's legacy, wipe out the false Buddhas and evil Buddhas, rebuild the system, save all sentient beings, create a new great world, and make everyone in the world like dragons and phoenixes."
tread.
Tread.
He paused, then slowly walked back to the heights of Xiaoleiyin Temple and sat down, with countless mountain spirit Buddhas below.
He was wearing a cassock, his face was filled with endless compassion and peace, and he said gently:
"As Master said: All the Buddhas in the sky are demons. I must establish the future Buddha."
Boom!
Xiaoleiyin Temple suddenly shook, and the light yellow Buddha energy rose into the sky.
The mountain spirit Buddha and others below all glared angrily, looking at the numerous Buddhist cultivators in the Big Leiyin Temple opposite, and the hundreds of small Buddhas in the Small Leiyin Temple, clasping their hands together and chanting sutras, and suddenly shouted:
"Wait..."
"You can see the future, why don't you worship?"
The golden flame burned the sky in an instant, burning up the sky of the Great Leiyin Temple.
