Chapter 199: 205 Death of the Dragon Emperor

The Daxiong Hall is empty, only the Golden Buddha is left with a compassionate face.

Zhouyi had expected this for a long time. The eminent monk in charge of Buddhism became a demon, and the other eminent monks either betrayed their faith or ascended to bliss.

Criticism of heresy is fierce, and officials are far inferior to religion. After all, heresy is more hateful than heretics.

"It's convenient to do this, and it happens to wipe out the Buddhist inheritance!"

The magic power of Zhou Yi circulated and used an illusion technique, which manifested a ten-foot-high Buddha image, with golden light shining and majestic power.

"Amitabha!"

Dharma Minister Gao proclaimed the Buddha's name, looked at the believers outside the hall with compassion, and said: "The Buddha said that all living beings are equal, and the compassionate flight is universal! The monks in Wanfo Temple, King Kong Temple, and Great Buddha Temple are possessed by extraterrestrial demons who are good at dividing the Buddha believers into four parts. wait!"

"The poor monk received the order of the Buddha to kill all the evil spirits and restore the purity of Buddhism!"

Since their birth, believers outside the temple have been influenced by their families and Buddhism, and instinctively believe that people should be divided into four classes.

Furthermore, after joining Buddhism, they belong to the first class of people with vested interests. When they suddenly hear that all living beings are equal, they repel them from the bottom of their hearts.

Fortunately, Zhou Yi has mastered the right to interpret the Buddhist scriptures under the guise of the real Buddha, otherwise the believers would have rushed forward desperately. Religious fanatics are not afraid of death, but think it is a liberation, a return to the Buddha's embrace after ascending to bliss!

"Amitabha!"

Zhou Yi's eyes were piercing, and his voice was like thunder: "You are also possessed by a demon?"

"Meet my Buddha!"

"Buddha is merciful, all living beings are equal!"

"..."

The believers hurriedly knelt down and said different slogans. No one dared to question the true Buddha who came to the world. All the monks in the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple who knew the world of cultivating immortals have been wiped out, and most of the rest are true Buddhist believers.

It is difficult for eminent monks to be in awe when they know that "Buddha" was made by cultivating immortals!

Scanning Zhouyi's spiritual consciousness, it is easy to distinguish true and false thoughts. Most believers are hesitant, but a few fanatics agree with what the true Buddha said.

"Buddhism has ruled for hundreds of years, and the hierarchy has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. It cannot be changed overnight. Even if the monks are killed and replaced by the court, is there still a hierarchy?"

Thinking of this, suddenly feel disheartened.

"It's not yet time to change the level, but you can take advantage of this to rectify Xuan Xiao's name!"

In Zhouyi, lotuses grow in the footsteps, and they rise up into the air to write in the void with the finger pen.

at the same time.

The Buddha statue on the mountain peak rumbled, and the handwriting was exposed on the chest. First, there were eight characters: "All living beings are equal, and the compassion is universal."

Afterwards, through the mouth of the Buddha, he explained the truth about Xuan Xiao cutting Miao Shan back then.

"The high-ranking Buddhist sect is dead. Even if it is difficult to achieve the equality of all beings, those high-ranking people must spread the words of the true Buddha if they want to have a stable foundation. One can use this to eliminate dissidents, and the other is to demonstrate the legitimacy of the rule!"

The Book of Changes has gone through thousands of years, even if you don't intend to plot and calculate, it will come naturally after seeing a lot.

The believers inside and outside the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple recited the words of the true Buddha word by word, and experienced the impact of the equality of all beings, and seeing that Xuan Xiao is not a big devil, there was no disturbance in their hearts.

Xuan Xiao doesn't care about the evil, it's just modifying the scriptures, and it has no actual benefit.

If you want to get it, you must ask for it!

The inscriptions inscribed in the Book of Changes are all in a radius of about ten feet, penetrating into the rock several feet deep, and it is difficult to erase unless the Buddha statue is overthrown and destroyed.

With the final stroke, the Golden Lotus Throne flew into the sky and disappeared.

after a long time.

Only then did the believers wake up from the repeated shocks, and looked around blankly, because all the eminent monks in the temple were dead, they didn't know what to do for a while.

Standing up, Zhang Li felt that his body was strong and powerful, and the energy swallowed by the evil spirit returned to normal under the light of the true Buddha.

"The Buddha said that all living beings are equal!"

...

at this time.

The real Buddha did not leave, but turned into a gray-clothed monk and walked towards the treasure house of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple.

From Benkong's memory, it is known that all the treasures enshrined by believers are stored here, and there may be things that the Dragon Emperor himself named.

Zhou Yi had a happy expression on his face, and he walked swaggeringly, quite proudly.

"It's been thirteen hundred years, and it's finally installed once!"

There seems to be a singing voice in my ears: Wait for a thousand years...

"Tsk tsk, I have to say, it's really good to appear holy in front of people!"

While speaking, I came to the treasure house of Wanfo Temple. It is a nine-story pagoda. The base occupies a radius of one hundred feet and stands majestically.

"Hey! Why is the door open?"

Zhou Yi stepped in, and saw a fat monk holding his treasures in a sack.

The fat monk heard the footsteps and turned his head to look over. He kept pawing at his hands, picking out gold, jewelry and hard currency, and said, "Which hall are you a disciple of? The treasure house is so important, how can you come in casually?"

"Didn't the master come in too?"

Zhou Yi found it interesting, and took out an animal skin bag from his cuff, which was one foot square in size.

"The poor monk is on duty in the treasury, checking for any missing treasures!"

The fat monk touched his fat belly, and when he saw Zhou Yi took out his pocket, he didn't put on any pretense. He laughed and said, "You're smart, but your skin is too thin. How much can you hold in such a small pocket?"

"Until it's full."

Zhou Yi's mana was running, the animal skin bag flew into the air, and the whistling wind sounded.

All the objects in the treasury were pulled up by it, even the storage racks rose from the ground, and all of them fell into the animal skin pockets.

"This, this, this..."

The fat monk turned pale with fright, the sack in his hand fell to the ground, and gold jewels were scattered out, including a crystal clear orb.

The whole body of the orb is bright red, like crystals made of blood.

Zhou Yi waved his hand to take the blood crystal, and his consciousness swept it over and over again. It was no different from ordinary gems. When it shone towards the sun, there was a faint shadow of a dragon in it.

The palm was slowly squeezed, but the blood crystal remained unchanged until it was kneaded with all its strength, and it remained the same.

"The poor monk came one step later, and he missed it with his old friend."

Zhou Yi's way of body training has reached its peak, and he can crush the magic weapon with all his strength. Obviously, the blood crystal is left by the Dragon Emperor himself.

The animal skin bag turned around in the nine-story pagoda, took away all the treasures of the Wanfo Temple, and fell into Zhou Yi's hands. The bulging bag seemed to be full.

Zhou Yi glanced at the fat monk, turned into a light and flew to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, intending to pack and take away all the treasures of the Wanfo Temple.

"Scared the monk to death."

The fat monk wiped his sweat, carried half a sack of gold jewels on his shoulders, and rushed out of the temple with energy and blood.

There are quite a few monks like him, and the true Buddhas say that the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple is a den of demons, so taking advantage of the fire to loot it becomes a just act!

...

after one month.

Maitreya Buddha Land.

On the verge of the west coast, it is ruled by King Kong Temple.

today.

The true Buddha descended to earth, sent down thunder and fury, and burned the devil in the temple to ashes.

And engraved Buddha's words on the wall of ten thousand Buddhas in King Kong Temple to warn Buddhist believers.

"This is the last great temple."

Zhou Yi Dunguang spread across the Buddhist continent, and any temple that ruled a Buddhist land would come in the form of a true Buddha, kill the devil, and search for the treasures of the classics.

These inheritance classics record the secrets of the world of cultivating immortals, which can be traced back thousands of years, among which there are naturally secret methods of Buddhism.

The end of the Dharma is peerless, and the lack of inheritance has little impact. However, when the spiritual energy recovers, it will be a real disaster if the Buddhist sect loses the classics of cultivating immortals.

"Sow evil causes, and reap evil results! You can't blame poor people!"

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Zhou Yi's gaze swept across the chaotic King Kong Temple, and his heart was suddenly touched. The wanton slaughter of mortals has shown signs of disregard for life. Even if there is a reason for the incident, it is necessary to prevent it before it happens.

Ignoring life not only violates the original intention, but also invites crises and disasters. A long life will make small possibilities become inevitable!

"I just got a Buddhist scripture, go back and recite it!"

...

Deep in the West Sea.

Zhou Yi flew millions of miles with the escape light, and found an unnamed island.

Arranging overlapping formations, I dare not say that it can trap the Yuanying Patriarch to death, at least Jindan Zhenjun cannot escape.

Then he threw the blood crystal onto the island, and began to use various spells and magical powers, trying to break it open and release the Dragon Emperor who was sealed inside.

months later.

The blood crystals seemed to be the same from ancient times, without any wear and tear.

"It's no wonder the old guys feel at ease. There is almost no way in the world to break such a strong defense. They can only wait for the passage of time to unseal themselves."

"In the notes of Daoist Xuanxiao, it is recorded that the way to deal with self-proclaimed things is to throw them into the extreme depths of the four seas. There has never been any spiritual energy there, and the recovery of the ancestral veins will not be affected. They must die in a deep sleep!"

Zhou Yi was not surprised by this. After all, it was the Dragon Emperor who sacrificed countless demon clans and condensed a large number of spiritual things into blood crystals. Its essence is already extraordinary.

"In this way, isn't Pindao unable to take revenge?"

"Perhaps you can keep the blood crystal by your side and wait for it to come out slowly... Not happy!"

Zhou Yi frowned, took out the storage bag and searched for all the treasures, wondering which one could be used to revenge the Dragon Emperor, until he saw the altar of ghosts and gods.

"The Nether Curse! The old dragon was powerful in his lifetime and could easily break the spell. Now his consciousness is no different from death, and he has no sense of the outside world at all. Wouldn't it be able to consume his lifespan?"

"Try the effect first."

Zhou Yi has never spared his lifespan, he directly put the Dragon Emperor's blood crystal into the altar, and cast spells with his hands.

Consume five hundred life yuan.

The ghost statue let out a strange laugh, and after absorbing the breath, it opened its mouth to spit out black mist covering the blood crystals.

In an instant.

The effect of the spell is completed, and the eight arms of ghosts and gods are condensed into magic seals.

Zhouyi's spiritual consciousness locked on the blood crystal tightly, so he must not miss any changes. After five hundred years of lifespan was consumed, the crimson color faintly weakened a little.

"It really works!"

"It's just that the effect doesn't seem to be great. I don't know how many times I have to cast the spell to exhaust the blood crystal seal. Another ancestor of Huashen is helpless, but the old dragon has provoked the poor."

Since practicing so far, Zhou Yi can't figure out how many lifespans have been consumed, at least hundreds of millions!

Finally found a means of revenge, threw the blood crystal back into the formation with a wave of his hand, and arranged hundreds of restrictions to ensure that the Dragon Emperor would be killed with one blow after waking up.

Since then.

Zhouyi settled down on a small island in the depths of the West Sea. Divination, chanting, irrigation, and cursing consume thousands of years of life every day.

The color of the blood crystal became thinner and thinner, but the dragon shadow in it became clearer.

Sixteen years passed in a blink of an eye.

today.

The sky is clear.

Zhou Yi placed the blood crystal in the middle of the deserted island. At this time, it could no longer be called a blood crystal, it was almost pure and transparent, with only a few wisps of blood floating around the dragon shadow.

"Old dragon, Pindao gave so much life for revenge, you deserve to die!"

After finishing speaking, he called the Lingshen doll to pack up his belongings, leaving only the formation barrier on the entire island, and moved all the other objects away.

a long distance away.

Zhou Yi pinched the formula with his hands, and a light curtain appeared in front of him, and the screen showed the Dragon Emperor's blood crystal.

I took out the altar of ghosts and gods from the storage bag. As more and more life energy was consumed, the altar turned from pitch black to crimson red, and then dark purple again. Looking at the past, it seemed as if I had fallen into a bottomless abyss.

The ghosts and gods have also changed, and the arms and arms are completely visible in all directions, and even the fine hairs on the surface of the skin can be seen clearly with a sweep of consciousness.

Fortunately, it was still a dead thing, and there was no sign of it coming back to life. On the contrary, the power of the Nether Curse became stronger and stronger. Otherwise, Zhou Yi would have split the altar into firewood and burned it for alchemy.

"With the continuous sacrifice of longevity, this altar seems to become a magic weapon?"

Ancient witchcraft has long been lost. It is a practice method completely different from the immortal way, and Zhou Yi is not very clear about it.

Pinch the magic formula with your hands and offer sacrifices to longevity.

...

deserted island.

As the last few strands of blood dissipated, there was no longer any restraint to restrain Long Ying.

Gradually from virtual to real, the dragon shadow turned into an inch-long golden dragon, wandering in the transparent crystal.

Since Zhou Yi moved away not long ago, the aura still remained in the formation restriction, and another phantom formation turned the deserted island into a mountain forest.

"Aura of heaven and earth! Is the ancestral vein condensed again?"

The Dragon Emperor sensed the existence of the spiritual energy, and his face revealed a look of surprise, and after repeated confirmation, he immediately drilled out of the crystal.

"This emperor has survived the apocalypse and lived a new life!"

"First find a body to seize and rebuild, and then look for the innate spiritual things born from the ancestral veins. With the help of the revived spiritual energy of the heavens and the earth, you will definitely become a demon god in the future, even a demon saint is possible!"

"Hahaha!"

Thinking of this, the Dragon Emperor couldn't help looking up to the sky and screaming, but watched countless thunders fall.

"Sky Thunder? No, it's Lei Fa!"

"Could it be that the old monster woke up first and found the emperor's blood crystal?"

The Dragon Emperor's thoughts turned, and he never realized that it has only been more than five hundred years since the ancestral vein was broken. After all, the self-proclaimed blood crystal is indestructible and can only be unsealed by the consumption of time.

Nightmare's curse method may have some effect, but it is weakened by the blood crystals, so its power is absolutely non-existent.

Such spells must be sacrificed, but at the end of the Dharma, the spirits and monks are cut off, so no one in the world can break the blood crystal!

hold head high!

The Dragon Emperor opened his mouth and exhaled vitality, turned it into a shield to resist the thunder, and said at the same time: "Fellow Daoist, Xiaolong is willing to recognize you as the master. He can do anything by riding and pulling a cart, and he only asks to spare his life!"

After shouting for a long time, no one responded, but the formation condensed into a raging flame and gust of wind, continuously depleting the Dragon Emperor's vitality.

When he proclaimed himself the Dragon Emperor, in order to reduce consumption, he cut off his body and most of the Nascent Soul with a secret method. His strength was inexhaustible, and he was repeatedly tortured by the Nether Curse, so he was extremely weak at this time.

Lei Huo took turns bombing for more than an hour, and only three points of the Dragon Emperor Nascent Soul remained, as big as a fly.

"Damn it! Who is it, can you make me understand?"

...

a long distance away.

"cannot!"

Looking at the scene in the light curtain, Zhou Yi knew that the Dragon Emperor would surely die, so he still chose not to show his face.

"The weakness after self-proclaimed exit is more serious than Pindao expected. The Dragon Emperor only experienced five hundred years of exit, and his strength is only equivalent to ordinary golden pills. Those old monsters will survive thousands of years, even if they are lucky. The remnant soul!"

After another half an hour, the Dragon Emperor was completely turned into nothingness in the thunder and flames.

Zhou Yi was still worried, so he took out the stick and cast a small cut-off technique to predict bad luck.

The spiritual sign flickered on the ground.

sign on.

"The great revenge has been avenged, and it is time to celebrate!"

Zhou Yi only felt refreshed and quite complacent.

"The strength of the upper and lower realms of the world of cultivating immortals is vastly different. There has never been a precedent for a golden core to kill a nascent soul. Pindao killed the Dragon Emperor with a mere golden core in the early stage. His demeanor is peerless. It should be recorded in the history books!"

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