The hinterland of the Western Region is also known as the Western Buddha Realm.
It is said that there are tens of thousands of large and small temples in the Buddhist territory, tens of millions of formally ordained monks, and hundreds of millions of believers who worship these temples and monks.
The people living here basically believe in and revere Buddhism, and willingly dedicate everything to Buddhism in the Western Regions.
Some believers are even more fanatical!
When Wang Chen, who had just been teleported, came back to his senses, he saw an extremely shocking scene.
In the huge square, countless people were crawling in darkness.
They bowed towards the Buddhist temple, chanting Sanskrit, and their dark and thin faces were full of piety.
The prayers of countless people gathered together, giving a huge impact to the monks including Wang Chen on the spot!
Sanskrit sounds enter the brain!
Wang Chen's expression changed, and he immediately hugged Yuan Shouyi to guard his mind, and his consciousness instantly sank into the ancient Taoist monument entrenched in the sea of consciousness.
The Taikoo Taoist Monument is extremely mysterious, and Wang Chen's understanding of this treasure is not even the tip of the iceberg.
However, the Taikoo Taoist Monument has helped Wang Chen survive dangers several times, and he was able to get a glimpse of his true appearance, and thus mastered some tips on how to use the power of the Taoist Monument.
When Wang Chen's mind and will merged with the ancient Taoist stele, the Sanskrit sounds entering his brain from the outside world were suddenly inaudible.
It has no further influence on him.
But Wang Chen has an ancient Taoist monument to protect him, and other monks from the sect are not so lucky.
Some were pale, with sweat profusely on their foreheads, and bulging veins, showing a bit of embarrassment and pain.
Some of them shot several spiritual talismans on themselves, activating the spiritual light to resist the all-pervasive soul-seizing Sanskrit sound.
There are also some who sit cross-legged on the ground, close their ears and eyes, and activate Xuan Gong mind skills to counteract.
However, a few weak-willed monks were caught off guard and their consciousness was snatched away. Their eyes were blank and struggling, like a drowning person trying to grab straws, but in the end they couldn't catch anything.
There is a possibility of falling at any time!
One of the monks knelt down on the spot, with a look of compassion and madness on his face.
clank!
At this moment, the sonorous and powerful sound of the piano suddenly reached everyone's ears.
Everyone suddenly felt like a bucket of ice water was poured on their heads, their minds suddenly became quiet and peaceful, and the Sanskrit sounds coming from all directions were greatly weakened.
Many people breathed a long sigh of relief.
The monk who was kneeling on the ground also woke up and got up with a red face.
He is actually very lucky. Once his mind is completely lost, he will become a fanatical Buddhist believer.
Lose yourself forever!
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound of the piano in unison.
I saw a female cultivator in a white dress holding a phoenix-tailed harp in her arms, pressing her slender jade fingers on the strings, with a solemn look on her pretty face.
Her fingers were flying, the sound of the piano was endless, and soon her forehead was dripping with fragrant sweat!
Many monks looked ashamed.
Their dignified male cultivator, Zifu, now has to rely on a female cultivator to protect him.
I really wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl in.
The problem is that everyone doesn’t know how to deal with this method of Buddhism. We can’t fight those believers who kneel down to pray, right?
These Buddhist believers are basically ordinary people. They can easily kill a hundred and eighty of them with one spell, but no one can bear the serious consequences caused by it.
The cultivators hated it so much that their teeth itched, and they felt very troubled!
They will definitely suffer this secret loss.
"Bah!"
A monk with a rough appearance shouted in disbelief: "Is this the Buddhist way of hospitality?"
His roar was like a thunderous explosion, rolling in all directions, even overwhelming the Sanskrit sounds recited by countless believers.
The imperial edict shouted loudly!
This is a special spell at the Zifu level. It is similar to the lion's roar in Buddhism and has the power to shock the soul.
The huge square suddenly became quiet.
The prostrate believers all turned to look at Wang Chen and the others, with cold and indifferent expressions in their eyes.
It makes people shudder!
The rough monk snorted coldly and swallowed the hot blood rushing to his throat.
Although the soul-seizing Sanskrit sound that he issued just now suppressed the soul-seizing Sanskrit sound, it also suffered a huge backlash. At this moment, the energy and blood in his body were boiling, and he had already suffered serious internal injuries.
But this monk has a brave temperament and would rather lose his cultivation than spit out this blood.
"Amitabha~"
At this time, several yellow-robed monks arrived belatedly and appeared in front of the cultivators.
The leading monk among them had a fat head and big ears. He saluted with a smile and said: "The young monk Xuanyuan Temple is a knowledgeable guest and has met all of you."
"I'm very sorry. The Lingjia flying boat to pick you up was delayed on the way. Please go to the side hall and take a rest."
With that said, he clasped his hands together and bowed deeply.
Everyone looked at each other.
As the saying goes, don't hit someone with a smiling face. The attitude of this Zhike monk is impeccable, and his posture is so low that people don't know where to start if they want to get angry.
Zhitong bowed again: "Masters, please..."
"never mind."
A monk suddenly said: "Let's go."
It is Xu Yingyi of Canglan Sect.
Xu Yingyi has a smooth temperament and is good at communication. He has come to the Western Regions many times as a representative of the sect to observe ceremonies. He knows many of the monks present and has a good relationship with them.
So Xu Yingyi spoke, and everyone got off the donkey along the slope and went to the side hall to rest under the guidance of the guests of Xuanyuan Temple.
But most monks are hard-pressed.
As representatives of the sect, these monks are all the elites of the sect. Today, they have experienced an unprovoked display of power. Not many of them can swallow this sigh of relief.
When the monks of Xuanyuan Temple brought tea and left the side hall, the monks immediately started talking and were filled with indignation.
"These monks have gone too far!"
"Damn it, I really want to fuck him hard!"
"I just want to know, what do these bald donkeys want to do?"
"This matter must not be let go like this!"
There was a commotion in an instant.
Xu Yingyi stood up and said: "Everyone, be quiet first!"
This Canglan Sect disciple still had a bit of face, and many people closed their mouths, wanting to hear what he had to say.
The side hall quickly became quiet.
"Ahem!"
Xu Yingyi coughed twice, and then saluted the female cultivator in white dress sitting beside her: "Junior sister of the Tianqin Sect, thank you for your intervention just now."
Everyone suddenly came to their senses and expressed their gratitude to each other one after another.
A faint blush appeared on the Tianqin Sect's pretty face, and Yingying stood up and returned the greeting: "The Taoist sect has the same energy as the branches, and we should keep watch and help each other. You don't have to be polite, brothers."
Xu Yingyi high-fived: "Well said, may I ask my junior sister your surname?"
The Tianqin Sect female cultivator pursed her lips and replied: "My little sister Yan Xixi."
"It turns out to be Junior Sister Yan."
Xu Yingyi nodded and looked at the rough monk again: "Brother Hu, are you okay?"
He was one of the few monks who could see that the other party was injured.
The rough monk shook his head and said in a low voice: "You can't die."
"Buddhism really goes too far!"
Xu Yingyi's expression condensed and she said in a deep voice: "Fellow Taoists, if we swallow this breath this time, it will definitely damage the sect's reputation. It is unbearable!"