All the elders of the great sect who could come nearby arrived, and it seemed like a large-scale sect meeting.
The sun shines down, making them above the clouds, feeling a bit of tranquility surrounded by colorful clouds.
Everyone's eyes were focused on the projected diary. The scholar who was enlightening and confirming his true intention had obviously stopped writing.
"Is this the end?"
"How bold? Acting wantonly?"
Many people were surprised.
"Xiao Leiyin Temple, opening up the fiftieth clan, is this just a... small attempt on his part?"
But there was a powerful man who laughed heartily, drank a sip of wine, and said half-drunk and half-awake: "Hahaha, that's amazing! Young people are terrible! This mortal scholar doesn't understand the rules of the world of immortality, and he dares to say things that we monks dare not say.
, did something we didn’t dare to do!”
Someone laughed wildly.
Someone is watching a show.
Some people looked solemn and some looked angry.
A powerful figure surrounded by divine light actually showed all kinds of things in the market.
It can be seen that their mentality at this time is already quite unstable.
And soon, everyone turned their attention to Po Meng, the mysterious Buddhist cultivator who projected the diary, and said: "Your Excellency, you have brought a good show! This scholar, who has a diary to ask questions, is really a young man who is a genius!"
Even though he had all kinds of bad intentions, he didn't do anything to her.
After all, everyone knows.
The Po Meng in front of her is a projection incarnation, not her real body at all. She is just a projection of the diary for display, so there is no way to catch her.
Even if he smashed the opponent's projection, it would be of no avail.
Po Meng seemed to have been prepared. She looked around and said:
"Everyone, you are well-informed, and you know what this scholar is going to do, and what I am going to do... This is the general trend, please don't stop it! We want to bring peace to the world!"
The surrounding taboos, powerful people, and elders of various religions all looked at each other in confusion.
"Hahahaha, this is the general trend, how can we stop it?"
"This is an internal matter within the Buddhist practice. Of course we won't stop it."
"That's true."
"It is a good thing that this mortal sage and great Confucian of the ninth generation has attained a new path. How can we stop him?"
"We should bear witness!"
"Isn't this the time to start condensing one's energy and destiny in front of us? Tell the world and build Xiaoleiyin Temple?"
...
Po Meng glanced at them, no matter what their thoughts were, they would definitely agree on the surface.
After all, how could they stop it?
There's nothing they can do to stop it!
They are blocking themselves here now, and it is the same when they go to other places to gather their luck. Let them witness it to give them face.
Even the Buddha next to him became more and more angry, but he did not stop him.
"Bald donkey." Po Meng glanced at them contemptuously.
The idea of this trip is simple.
After seeing less than half of the contents of this diary, she realized the horror in it. Isn't this diary meant to establish a religion?
So, she came with a plan and took the opportunity to use her diary to establish a religion and gather her luck.
Po Meng felt that she had always cared very much for her disciples and helped them grow.
It can be described as teaching students in accordance with their aptitude.
As a spy chief, and generally a disciple of the Huangquan Sect, she would try to hide herself, keep a low profile, and be insignificant, so that they would try their best to survive, try their best to hide her identity, and infiltrate the enemy's high-level officials.
But what about the person in front of me?
This scholar is so ruthless that he dares to open Leiyin Temple in her first magic gate.
What else does he dare not do?
He is not a vulgar and low-key character at all.
Writing this diary is obviously to establish Xiaoleiyin Temple, which is to make an enemy of Buddhism!
Now that Mrs. Meng can't stop her, her idea is very simple: "Don't panic, even if you want to be the enemy of the whole world, I, the Huangquan Holy Sect, will help you!"
So, she took out her diary and showed it to everyone, adding fuel to the fire:
Help this scholar to become the enemy of the world as soon as possible!
After all, his behavior has shown that he will not compromise. Since he can't be persuaded, I can only help him and help him realize his upright ideas and beliefs.
Help him conquer Buddhism!
And this not only conforms to the scholar's ruthless style, but also has great benefits!
You can use the powerful taboo witnesses at this time to plunder the Buddhist destiny in front of you, condense the destiny, and establish a new religion.
then.
Po Meng made up her mind, and her long-lost passion burned brightly.
"today."
"Educate mountain spirits and resolve animal disasters in Jingzhou."
Po Meng's voice slowly echoed throughout the land.
It turned into a vague sound wave that spread across the sky, from town to town, to various countries, and across the ocean.
All the people could not help but slowly raise their heads and look at the sky.
"At this point, the Shanjing lineage shall establish the new religion! It will become the fifty clans in the world!"
...
This is a ceremony to declare the establishment of a religion or a clan, and all parties are invited to witness it.
It's impossible for the scholar to come forward. How could he reveal his true identity? Let him appear in front of these old monsters?
Just stand up for him yourself.
"This clan all practices Hinayana Buddhism."
"Abstain from sexual immorality."
"Practice Buddhism."
"Palm of Mercy."
"Help the world."
"Educate all people in the world."
"The name is: Xiaoleiyin Temple."
"If the Buddhas in the sky are demons, I will establish the future Buddha!"
Wow!
Throughout the Buddhist lands of thousands of mortal countries and hundreds of religions governed by Jingfan Temple, such Buddhist chants seemed to resound, carrying the majestic and sacred Sanskrit sound.
As countless residents and Buddhists raised their heads and murmured, recognized and understood, a kind of mysterious destiny gathered together.
The entire Buddhist sect in the distance glared angrily.
So angry!
This person is preaching in front of them, and he is really riding on their sect, absorbing their great religious luck and Buddhists, and establishing a sect.
Po Meng stretched out her hand and shook it slowly: "At this moment, I have to prove that this clan exists and Xiaoleiyin Temple has been established."
Wow.
In the sky.
A mountain spirit slowly appeared in front of me.
This is a completely different mountain spirit. Just by looking at it, you can tell that it has entered the realm of spiritual practice and has become a wise race.
The records in this diary are all true.
"Little Leiyin Temple!"
Above the sky, a huge mountain gate slowly appeared, surrounded by countless sacred light pillars, and there were skinny Buddhas.
It was Po Meng who took the opportunity to project and saw everything on the seventh peak just now.
The situation is urgent, so we can only keep things simple.
The ancient temple is long.
The pagoda is majestic.
This is a huge spiritual mountain staircase.
A stooped ascetic Buddha, with his hands clasped together, and his body glowing with earthy golden light.
Roar~~
A golden and colorful tiger suddenly roared.
And the highest place of all the Buddhas.
The tall and handsome golden ancient Buddha played by Xu Xinying, with a dazzling Buddha halo of golden light behind him, slowly turned around, swaying with a plump figure, graceful, generous, kind and dignified.
Its voice was even more majestic, ancient and mighty, and it clasped its hands together and said:
"When you come to my spiritual mountain, you can see the future. Why don't you worship me?"
boom!
Follow these words.
The destiny in the dark world has completely gathered and condensed.
puff!
This word??
Return your spiritual mountain??
Seeing Xu Xinying fooling around like this, many eminent monks couldn't bear it any longer. They were so angry that they vomited blood, their Taoist hearts collapsed, and their faces turned pale.
And if they saw Xu Xinying's sterilization slogan again, they might be so angry that she fainted.
"here we go."
At the same time, the other powerful men, one after another, were making calculations one after another, and they perceived a hazy scene:
In the distant void, there are countless places where fate gathers.
Among the stars in the sky, one suddenly appeared. It was the luck of a sect.
Whether they are large or small, millions of sects all have their fortunes, and they are all arranged into "micro stars" here, and you can count them with your fingers.
However, the aura of this sect that fills the sky keeps alternating every day. Hundreds of thousands of stars in the sky light up and disappear one by one, which is very ordinary.
And this is unusual.
In this hazy void, the forty-nine brightest "stars", the stars symbolizing the destiny of the race, suddenly and slowly emerged again.
Clan’s lucky number!
There are already fifty tribes in the world.
The fiftieth star.
This is enough to represent that the entire Kyushu world will undergo a huge shock.
"Hahahaha, luck has gathered. Everyone, I'm going!" Po Meng laughed and disappeared in the distance, but before leaving, she yelled: