Chapter 1791 In the Pilgrimage Temple! Ambush from Thirteen Towers!
“Pilgrimage to the Temple!”
After accepting the banquet hosted by King Li Huo of Korea, Yang Fan came to the newly completed temple the next day.
He looked up at the name of this temple and suddenly sighed: "I'm afraid I can't afford this name!"
Cui Zhiyuan, who was responsible for showing Yang Fan around, smiled and said: "The holy monk is joking! With the holy monk's Buddhist attainments and the ability to hold the power of the moon, who dares to say that the holy monk cannot bear this name?"
Yang Fan did not answer, but continued to visit the pilgrimage temple accompanied by Cui Zhiyuan.
It has to be said that the Li family spent a lot of money. Although it only lasted for a month, this large temple was almost as good as an ordinary thousand-year-old temple in terms of size and display!
Even the utensils are full of traces of time.
Obviously, these are probably Li's collection.
After visiting the front hall, back hall, as well as the Zen room and other courtyards, Yang Fan was quite satisfied with this temple, but there was a trace of regret on his face.
"What a pity..." .??.??
Cui Zhiyuan didn't know why and asked: "What does the holy monk regret?"
Yang Fan took a deep look at Cui Zhiyuan and said leisurely: "It's a pity that this pilgrimage temple will be reduced to a pile of ruins soon!"
This sentence resounded in Cui Zhiyuan's ears like thunder. Cui Zhiyuan's face suddenly changed, but he quickly calmed down his expression as quickly as possible and said reluctantly: "The holy monk is joking, this is the holy monk's temple, who dares to come here?"
Take action? If nothing else, I, the Li family, will not agree to it!"
"Yeah?"
Yang Fan glanced at Cui Zhiyuan, and those indifferent red-gold eyes seemed to be able to see through everything. Cui Zhiyuan's heart couldn't help but beat violently when he heard the other party's voice coming slowly.
"We have been waiting for a whole day. The Japanese must have received the news from Mr. Cui and have already laid an ambush around him!"
Thump thump thump!
"What does the holy monk mean by this?"
Cui Zhiyuan
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His face was startled, he took a few steps back, and suddenly said with a look of dissatisfaction: "My king did not hesitate to consume many treasures from his internal funds for this temple, and Confucianism also gave up a lot of incense to the holy monks. How could we contact the Japanese to ambush
Holy Monk? You just want to inflict a crime! If the Holy Monk feels that this temple is not to his liking, he can at least say it outright, so why use such an excuse?"
"hehe."
Faced with the other party's performance of being both responsible and assertive, Yang Fan smiled, "If I deal with you, why would I need any excuse?"
"Since you said you didn't collude with the Japanese, where did these people come from?"
As he spoke, he suddenly stirred up his Buddhist power, soared into the air, revealing the golden body of Buddha, sitting cross-legged in the sky, and the sound of the surrounding conch and drum suddenly resounded throughout the heaven and earth!
"Come out, everyone!"
His eyes changed, showing a flash of red gold, suddenly reflecting the Japanese Buddha hidden in the darkness!
Immediately, he took action suddenly!
The golden body of the Buddha behind him shows more than a dozen arms. When the huge handprints are revealed, they almost cover the sky, like overlapping mountains, brazenly grabbing at the side halls!
Boom!
For a moment, the void shook with loud noises like thunder, and the world seemed to be shattering these dozen arms!
Cui Zhiyuan saw the situation and retreated without hesitation!
"Hehehe!"
But seeing the big hands grabbing in all directions of the pilgrimage temple, the originally deep pilgrimage temple suddenly shook, as if someone had inspired something, and the space seemed to be collapsing layer by layer!
The Buddhist believers who originally came to worship were blown to pieces one by one by such a violent collapse!
Tens of thousands of Buddhist believers all died on the spot!
The entire pilgrimage temple was covered with a dazzling layer of blood!
This place completely collapsed
It became an isolated area, and Japanese Buddhas emerged from different places one by one. Headed by Faran and Ciyuan, the twelve Buddhas radiated strong Buddha light!
Faran held a golden mandala in his hand and raised it suddenly, covering the ruins of the entire pilgrimage temple. He chuckled and said, "Holy monk, I didn't expect us to meet again so soon!"
The golden mandala in his hand is the real treasure of Bihe Mountain. It is made from the roots of the earth. It represents the solidity of the earth, is as strong as a diamond, and has the ability to be indestructible!
The most important thing is that this treasure contains a smelting crystal of reincarnation, which can suppress reincarnation and restrain the soul!
Once you die in front of this treasure, your soul will be directly suppressed by this treasure. For example, Yang Fan's method of self-destruction and escape, once used in front of this treasure, is tantamount to throwing yourself into a trap!
The red gold color in Yang Fan's eyes became deeper and deeper. He looked at everyone present indifferently and said calmly: "Twelve Chonglou Buddhas, one of the leaders of Confucianism, you really think highly of me, Mr. Yang!"
"Holy Monk of the Heavenly Dynasty, of course we don't dare to neglect you, but last time you were lucky enough to escape. Today, you can't fly even if you have wings!"
Faran said calmly.
But Ci Yuan noticed the red gold color in Yang Fan's eyes, and whispered to Fa Ran. Fa Ran nodded imperceptibly, but glanced in the direction of Cui Zhiyuan.
"Mr. Cui, as it is said that Confucianism confuses law with literature, I ask you to take action to disrupt the order of heaven here and not to let the moon power exert its strongest power."
Faran said via voice transmission.
Cui Zhiyuan replied: "I can only hold on for half a quarter of an hour."
"Enough!"
Faran said decisively.
Cui Zhiyuan knew that Yang Fan had to die at this time, so he agreed without hesitation. Saint power suddenly surged in his body, and countless words were faintly reflected in the world, and they were actually aggregated into a manuscript.
"The world of Confucianism and Legalism! Capture the brilliance of the moon!"
Cui Zhiyuan shouted
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With a sound, the words were like the heavenly constitution. For a moment, the sky here seemed to be slightly dark, and something seemed to be disturbed in the dark!
Yang Fan felt the moon marks and found that the power of the moon power he held was obviously affected. It seemed to be stirred by something, and it was impossible to exert its power in a short period of time!
"What a world of Confucianism and Legalism! It can interfere with the movement of the sun and the moon!"
He couldn't help but sigh.
At this time, taking advantage of Yue Quan's disturbance, Ci Yuan directly led the ten Buddhas under his command to surround Yang Fan. The infinite Buddha light was like a flood that burst a dam and poured down!
All kinds of righteous methods were blasted towards the middle!
For a moment, Yang Fan, who had lost the protection of Yue Quan, seemed to be in extreme danger!
"That's it?"
However, he smiled, and his eyes suddenly turned into red gold, and the ten or so Chonglou Zhengfa were directly reflected and reproduced, and they fought back with the same terrifying power!
Boom!
The void seemed to explode directly.
But Yang Fan rushed out brazenly, not using his moon power, but only activating the truth-identifying method!
The power of the ten Japanese Buddhas was recreated by him, and they were restrained by him every time they attacked. Even if they joined forces, they could only barely resist and were unable to fight back. This shows the tyranny of the method of identifying the truth!
"Sure enough, this person has learned the way of Jianzhen! He has learned the way, and is trapped by it! Under the influence of cause and effect, this Yang Fan will eventually become one of our Japanese!"
Ci Yuan, who witnessed this scene, could not hide the surprise in his eyes and quickly looked at Faran, "Junior brother, don't take action yet!"
"Let's do it now!"
When Fanan heard this, he couldn't help but show a ferocious look on his face. Without hesitation, he took out a huge and ferocious sword and stabbed Cui Zhiyuan in the back, who was maintaining the chaos here!
"Goodbye, Mr. Cui!"
Now that Yang Fan is no longer a threat, it's time for Confucianism to be cleaned up!