All the major sects and those who participated in the Red Luan Tribulation tonight were cursed by him one by one.
Unfortunately, verbal venting cannot change the difficult situation of Buddhism. The choice must be made.
So Kong Jian, who had been praying to gods and worshiping Buddha for half his life, once again bet his hope on the gods and Buddhas all over the sky.
He asked for a one-yuan coin from an inner disciple, bowed three times to the sky, and muttered: "The literal meaning is Yiguo, and the flower surface represents those who keep the Tao."
"Buddha appeared, Bodhisattva opened his eyes, showed me a clear path, and gave Buddhism a way to live."
After speaking, he shook his hands and threw them upwards.
The coins were flipping in mid-air, spinning.
Then, he suddenly landed on the ground under Sora's expectant gaze.
It fell into the cracks of the cracked rocks and bricks, standing straight and straight.
The old monk's eyes turned black and he almost fainted.
"What's going on?"
He was about to reach out and grab it, ready to do it again.
As luck would have it, the coin fell over and it turned out to be flowers.
Kong Jian said thoughtfully: "Is it God's will?"
"Bodhisattva is afraid that I can't see clearly, so he deliberately slows down?"
"Well, 80% yes."
"God chooses those who abide by the Tao for me, so the Buddhist path of survival will definitely not be lost."
With a coin, Kong Jian implemented the Buddhist position.
The formation is activated, and the Buddha's energy ascends to the sky.
Just as he had expected, there had just been movement on his side, and in the direction of Ziwei Qingluan Mountain, the shadow of a yellowed ancient book lit up the night sky.
At the same time, Ziwei's luck dropped by one-third.
The Xunlong pen is written with the Xunlong formula, and the acupuncture points are used to identify luck.
A square-inch book turns over the cave scriptures, binding the soul and soul.
The second treasure of crape myrtle, a square-inch book, opens the first page in the cold wind.
Without the blessing of the one-third of the luck, this treasure cannot move the Buddhist energy in the forbidden area gathered in Kongjian.
But no one expected that Xiao Xiuyan would be so decisive, even at the expense of one-third of the mountain gate's luck, just to extinguish the Buddhist circle in one fell swoop.
"Crazy, all crazy, no one is normal."
Kong Jian gritted his teeth and looked into the void, waiting for the stalemate to change again.
That wave has to be spread by those who keep the Tao.
The final word is finalized and the coffin is sealed.
...
Immortal Tomb, the lake is clear.
Blind Tong walked very slowly by the lake, one step at a time, silently.
Behind him is Mrs. Jin who has used the "Spirit-Taking Technique" on Lingxi.
From time to time he looked up at the sky and whispered a few words.
Blind Tong ignored it and moved forward.
After walking half a circle around the mirror-like lake, he calmly stopped and said, "Is it clear?"
Mrs. Jin hurriedly replied: "Everything is ready, all we need is the east wind."
"The Six Meridians of China are three against three, and no one can do anything to anyone."
"This bowl of water is hanging in the air, just waiting for us to break it."
"Lingxi will die, and Yigou may even be seriously injured."
Blind Tong sighed: "I'm asking you, has the true identity of the hidden master who helped Chen Xuanjun been found out?"
Mrs. Jin said awkwardly: "How do we start to investigate the old monster that will appear at this moment?"
Blind Tong considered it and said, "Then wait a little longer."
"Don't worry, there is still more than an hour before the Hongluan Tribulation ends and the Kunlun girl successfully reconciles Yin and Yang."
"There are huge variables and we have to be on guard."
Mrs. Jin sneered: "Where did the variables come from?"
"The six meridians were exhausted, and Yigou was held back by the Bafang Nayin Formation."
"Dao Huo'er is entangled with a mysterious master who helps Chen Xuanjun."
"We are the biggest variable, the key people who completely dominate this victory."
Blind Tong said nothing and faced Kunlun.
He tapped his cane and said warily: "You forgot about Su Xinglan."