Thousand Autumns Dao, Myriad Kalpas Tribulation, Three Thousand Living Beings-This Dao Is Mine Alone

Seeing these Buddha light thousands, clear and clear, there are auras of Bodhisattvas who are familiar with Qi WuHuo. On the surface, these Buddha light and Guanyin and their Buddha light are generally the same, very similar, both are so warm and clear, making people want to get close to them, but Maitreya's Buddha light will never be so overbearing.

The Buddha light of Manjushri Bodhisattva is solemn, and the Buddha light of Puxian Bodhisattva is warm.

Guanyin and Buddha light are like a piece of moonlight, and they are definitely not so domineering and arrogant. Qi WuHuo is actually drinking tea with Li Zhai at this moment. No matter what Li Zhai asked, the Daoist over there blocked it gently and slowly, so all the gods' thoughts entered this incarnation. Qi WuHuo held the sword with his left hand, and raised his right hand like a sword, slowly raising it.

Endless cause and effect convergence--

Human Qi lights up inside the body.

This place is within the realm of the human world!

Qi WuHuo, who is equal to the son of Emperor Wa in terms of status and is inseparable from the human world, all actions in the human world will be blessed to the greatest extent. When Human Qi is mobilized, he will pick up money even when he goes out, and the probability of divination will be directly equal to [one] to a certain extent.

Countless causes and effects converged on this body, forcibly pushing the [Tianmu Divine Ability] that young Daoist was just a rough creation and not completely completed to a considerable level. On the sword finger, there was an endless stream of light, wiping from the center of the eyebrow. Qi WuHuo's eyes were closed, and strands of golden streamers gathered together, turning into an upright eye, looking directly at the clear temple in front of Buddha light.

Just for a moment, young Daoist frowned.

What you can see with the naked eye is indeed pure and comfortable, Buddha light is clear, but if you look at it with the Dharma Eye, you can faintly see the bloody stream of light under the Buddha light, and under the Buddha charm words rising into the sky, you can see the wisps of ink clouds, and you can even hear the faint sound of sobbing in your ears.

Under the light and aboveboard, there are shadows.

Qi WuHuo raised his hand and brushed it across his forehead, and all the Dharma Eyes dispersed. With his current cultivation level, promoting the power of cause and effect is extremely difficult and consumes a lot of money, but Human Dao Destiny instantly made up for this consumption. Immediately pondered, it seems that there is indeed something fishy in [Lantuo Temple]. Judging from the bloody light, Guanyin and the others who risked their lives to get in may not fully understand the details.

"There are still cries. Are there any innocent people inside?"

Qi WuHuo raised his eyes slightly, pondered for a moment, and suddenly his hands fell downwards, holding the sword hilts of the two Blood River soldiers Spirit Transformation, Primordial Era, The foundation and rituals of Blood River Dao Lord, who has already stood Great Grade Realm, and is eager to go a step further and become a transcendent [Imperial] or [Qing] master, have turned into these two swords.

Although they are held in the hands of Qi WuHuo, the foundation of these two swords is killing and filth.

He is accustomed to dirtying people's souls, dirtying people's aura, corroding cause and effect, and cutting off muscles and bones. For the situation he is facing now, he is the best at it. Perhaps it is easier than Huo Yao. Young Daoist lifted the two bloody magic weapons with their sheaths, let go of his hands, and the two swords fell to the ground, sinking deeply like thorns in rotting mud.

Qi WuHuo raised his hand and put pen to paper, and wrote down Primordial Scarlet Script taught by Great Dao Lord Yuchen in one breath.

[Solution]!

Buzz buzz!!

The two blood swords seemed to have directly reversed the process of being tempered into swords, and actually began to melt. Drop by drop of blood-colored sea water flowed from the sword body. It was slow at first, but in the blink of an eye, it turned into a raging blood river. The blood river surged and turned into an immeasurable sea of blood!

Qi WuHuo stepped on the sea of blood, swept his sleeves, and the sea of blood turned into a big river, surging and moving, one to the left and one to the right. In the blink of an eye, two rather magnificent arcs were drawn, and then they merged in another direction of the temple. The two blood rivers collided together, splashing up blood-colored waves tens of meters high, and crashing down again.

If you look down from above, you can see that this temple is sacred and majestic, surrounded by countless mountains and forests, and under these mountains, there is a very wide and deep blood-colored river surrounding it. Young Daoist shook his hands and threw Sarira, who had previously defeated and killed one of the three incarnations of the Buddha in Buddhism, out and fell into the incarnation of the sea of blood.

Then he raised his palms and pressed down slightly. Human Dao Destiny suddenly gathered together. The force was so strong that it faintly formed a vortex around it, stirring Yuan Qi's transformation. In an instant, Sarira The Zizi was forcibly inspired, and the immeasurable Buddha light shrouded the sea of blood. It looked like it was reversely eroded by the Buddha light inside Lantuo Temple.

"In this way, we can hide it for an hour or two."

Qi WuHuo sat cross-legged next to the sea of blood.

His eyes slowly closed, and his Qi seemed to be in harmony with this world, and then his fingers wrote the talisman in the void, which was passed down by Yuqing Primordial Celestial Venerable and is part of one of his Twelve True Inheritances [Fan Qi Mi Luo]. The disciples of this sect Divine Ability have Yuan Qi, majestic and majestic, far beyond the ordinary. Although Qi WuHuo has not practiced [Fan Qi Mi Luo Kung Fu], the corresponding Yuqing True Talisman understands it.

At this moment, he wrote more than three hundred true talismans in the void in one breath, causing it to continuously gather Yuan Qi to come here.

Use it after a while.

Just then, he raised his hand and picked a piece of hair, put it in the palm of his hand, took a sip of it Taiyi Immortal Qi and blew it, the hair flew up, and transformed into a small insect in the air, spinning around in front of that person, young Daoist said with a smile, "Go, go, see what's in there, and whether you can find the innocent people detained here."

The insect was transformed by a wisp of his spiritual thoughts. Hearing this, he turned around in the void, his wings shook, and flew forward. Young Daoist breathed out from behind, and it immediately seemed to be Cloud Riding and Mist Driving generally flew straight into [Lantuo Temple], while Qi WuHuo slowly closed his eyes and used the method of converging qi taught by Great Dao Lord.

This insect entered this [Lantuo Temple] easily.

But I saw that there was light everywhere inside, and there were monks and nuns coming and going. Everywhere in the main hall, there were Attendant Buddha statues and on futons, there were monk meditating and meditating; everywhere inside and outside, I could hear monk chanting Buddhist scriptures. If you didn't know what was going on and saw such a scene, you would really feel that it was a holy place for monks and nuns to practice, the pure capital of Buddhism.

Qi WuHuo A ray of spiritual thought came, but I could sense every trace of cause and effect.

He immediately controlled the little insect to fly forward, avoiding many monks along the way, and was nearly discovered several times. It was just lucky that at this moment, those bodhisattvas who also had the cultivation level of True Lord were all arranged in formations everywhere. Although some of the other Arhats and Vajras were said to be spiritually sensitive, they still missed a trick and no trace of Qi WuHuo was found.

Finally, the little bug came to the first hidden place. The bug whirled around in the void and turned into a young Daoist wearing a light-colored monk robe and a gentle expression. His footsteps fell gently, but he did not cause any karma and was not noticed by the monks outside.

Not to mention their current state of mental fervor, which makes it difficult for them to pay attention to things that have nothing to do with them.

Just a few words Yuqing Primordial Celestial Venerable True Disciple already represent attainments in the path of cause and effect.

How could it be possible that monk, who has abandoned the true Dharma and is as paranoid as a demon, could detect this?

Qi WuHuo Looked up and saw that there was only an ordinary hall here. Young Daoist used the technique of cause and effect to tap forward, and ripples appeared in front of his eyes. This majestic and solemn Buddhist temple revealed its true appearance. In an instant, it seemed to become a little colder. Qi WuHuo saw various types of [Conch], [Dharma Drum], [Precious Artifact] densely placed on the shelf in front of him.

They are all necessary for setting up formations and rituals.

This should have been normal, but when the Daoist took one look at it, his expression instantly turned ugly.

The material of these Magic Artifact.

Yes--

Young Daoist had to forcefully suppress that word, preventing the murderous intent from completely erupting.

Dharma Treasure similar to Myriad Souls Banner?

As far as he knows, there is a lineage in Buddhism, and it does have bone Magic Artifact, but the most righteous lineage should be the remains of these monk after the death of eminent monks and great virtues. The bones underneath are Sarira as Magic Artifact, to show the desire to protect the common people after death, and the determination that all living things, life and death, are all in vain, and the skin is like a bubble, and they will all disappear in an instant.

But these Magic Artifact are so many, so new, and the blood-evil energy on them far exceeds that of Buddhists who can detect life and death, leaving their own practice to future generations.

"It was newly built within the past ten years."

"Batches are prepared for the big formation early."

The Daoist lowered his eyes slightly and walked forward slowly, his sleeves and robes rolled up, murderous intent rising in his heart as he left here.

The entire hall was densely packed, and thousands of Magic Artifact all collapsed, turned into smoke, and disappeared.

Young Daoist found the second place where there are causes and effects. Here are Buddha statues, vivid, covered in gold paint, with lively and compassionate eyebrows, just like True Person, there is a man, a woman, Qi WuHuo, slowly stretched out her hand and pressed it on the Buddha statue, feeling the bones inside the Buddha statue, as well as the Vajra Nail that penetrated the lower half of the body from bottom to top.

"..."

Young Daoist slowly opened his eyes and said, "Physical Body Buddha."

In ancient Buddhism, through practice, one's nature will not deteriorate, one's soul will become a Buddha, and one's body, a boat that can survive the sea of suffering, will not become corrupted. This is Divine Ability's proof; but now this lineage of Buddhism actually directly uses living people to Kill those who are Physical Body Buddha, otherwise, the people who practice Buddhism in this lineage will not be able to part with this indestructible Vajra body body, are unwilling to realize emptiness, and want to keep the boat that was scolded by the previous generation.

Otherwise, you are already eager for quick success to this extent.

However, Qi WuHuo discovered that among these Physical Body Buddha, there were quite a number of people who had truly practiced Buddhism.

Their bodies were extremely hard, and they seemed to have experienced angry struggles. They were pressed to death on the Physical Body Buddha lotus platform. They all had angry eyes, wide eyes, and raised eyebrows. They refused to be smoothed down in any way, showing such kindness and compassion.

Is this also part of the ritual?

Qi WuHuo saw the names of these Buddhist disciples under the Physical Body Buddha.

[Jue Zhong Physical Body Buddha], [Juehui Physical Body Buddha], they are all like this at a glance.

Only at this moment, Qi WuHuo heard the discussion of two Buddhist disciples, seemingly asking how that group of people were still alive?

One novice asked, "Aren't they those traitors?"

"The vast Buddha Dharma, this body can be donated, but they can't see through it..."

"Huh, that means the Bodhisattvas are busy reciting the Dharma. Otherwise, how could An have let them wait until now?"

"But it's almost done. We just need to wait until the Bodhisattvas are free..."

"Yes, soon!"

Qi WuHuo glanced at the two monk, then took a deep look at the Buddha statue, sighed, and bowed deeply, the anger in his heart had turned into murderous intent, Perhaps this body is transformed from the blood of the most bloody and brave Yuan Jing, or perhaps it is due to the fact that the divine weapons are double blood swords, so young Daoist seems to be more easily angered and easier to move murderous intent than before.

He turned around, turned into a ray of light, and walked in the opposite direction from which the two monk came, bypassing several checkpoints. Sure enough, he heard the sound of sobbing. When he looked around, he saw a large monk's room with hundreds of people inside. There was also a stream of clear Buddha light flowing around, turning into a barrier to protect the people inside.

"This is..."

Qi WuHuo glanced over and saw the panic of the people inside, and then found a skinny old monk.

Old monk also seemed to sense something. He slowly raised his head and saw the young Daoist. His already squinted eyes suddenly widened. In an instant, Qi WuHuo had directly entered the Buddha light. These people, who had been trapped here for several months without seeing the sun and unaware of the changes outside, were already frightened. When they saw that person appear, they were frightened for a moment.

But they were able to survive until now, and they were not fools. At this moment, they subconsciously covered their mouths and did not make a sound.

Then each one remained silent, moved to both sides, and got out of the way, letting out the old monk.

Old monk looked at the Daoist in front of him and smiled with difficulty, his eyes full of expectation and joy, and said:

"Amitabha Buddha, Amitabha Buddha, layman, you are here..."

Qi WuHuo looked at the cramped environment here and these skinny and depressed people, and said in a deep voice, "What happened?"

Old monk reluctantly made a mark and used his telepathy to reverse his luck, allowing Qi WuHuo to understand the situation and reasons of these people in a short period of time.

Young Daoist's expression darkened.

When they started colluding with the father of Li Hui, or even earlier, some Buddhists had already begun to prepare for a retreat. After all, humanity was booming, and with such luck sweeping down, no one could guarantee that Buddhism would succeed, so they began to prepare everything needed for Magic Artifact and other rituals, and these common people all had certain special physiques.

Perhaps the disciples were plundered, or the believers were bewitched.

As well as the assistance of the previous generation Human Emperor.

Someone is already crying:

"I thought it was just about chanting Buddha's name and worshiping Buddha here. I never thought it would be like this..."

"I want to go home and find my parents..."

Another man said, "At the beginning, these monk just said that we were destined and were quite good to us. But about a few months ago, something suddenly changed. They started to take some people away and then never came back. When we questioned them, they just said that these people returned to their hometowns."

"We believed it at first, but as more and more things happened, we became more and more doubtful."

"Finally we learned the truth."

"There was a conflict inside the temple..."

Not everyone is a good person, and not everyone is a bad person.

Just like yin and yang, everything cannot be one. There are monk who pursue the power and status of the Buddha so enthusiastically, and there are also monk who seek the loneliness and Dharma lineage of the Buddha. In the end, conflict breaks out, cultivates Buddhist Dharma's monk protected the people, but they were plotted against them. After several battles, they were unable to break out in the end, so they had to stay here, relying on some dry food and this old monk changing spell to hold on.

Old monk said softly:

"We have disciples and fellow practitioners who have been rushing out to break out and report the news, but they have not been able to come back."

"The poor monk's opponents, disciples, and disciples all rushed out like this and never came back."

"I discovered last time that Guanyin Bodhisattva seemed to have appeared. I thought we had hope. Except for the poor monk, the last monk also rushed out. However, Guanyin Bodhisattva and the others never came back, but the poor monk believes that they can definitely rush out."

Old monk stared at Qi WuHuo with his eyes widened, and said with humble expectations:

"Sure enough, Jue Zhong, Jue Hui and the others should have rushed out and told you the news."

Jue Zhong, Jue Hui!

Qi WuHuo instantly thought of the rows of Physical Body Buddha who were transformed into Buddhist disciples. His body froze slightly, and suddenly he understood how these monk, who had their eyes wide open until death, with boundless angry postures, came from. They fought desperately to protect these people, and then in order to pursue the slim hope, they rushed to the Lanke Temple where the Bodhisattva was sitting.

Then he died at the hands of those monk who also participated in Buddhism.

Young Daoist looked at old monk in front of him and asked, "Those two are yours..."

Old monk said, "He is my last disciple."

Qi WuHuo was speechless and immediately replied solemnly, "They have already informed me of the news."

"Really? Really..."

The wrinkles on old monk's face loosened, and he said softly, "Great, they finally succeeded in getting the news out... The people here are finally saved."

"Thank you, layman! Thank you, layman!"

Old monk stood up unsteadily, put his hands together, bowed to young Daoist, and then suddenly fell forward.

Qi WuHuo suddenly supported monk, and old monk's hands shook unconsciously.

The Daoist saw the wounds on his fingers and wrists, and his pupils shrank. He quickly glanced around and saw many young babies around old monk. Their mothers were all dead, and they would inevitably die without nourishment. But now they were in good spirits, with traces of dried blood on the corners of their mouths, and the traces were also slightly golden.

"It's your blood..."

Qi WuHuo understood instantly.

Old monk has been maintaining the barrier, nurturing these children with his own blood that contains strong vitality, for almost a year, and has already exhausted his energy. He grabbed Qi WuHuo's sleeves, his body was shaking, and he seemed to be still breathing. It seemed that there were still the last words he could not say. Old monk had tears streaming down his face and said, "Please, layman."

"Exorcism..."

He grabbed Qi WuHuo's hand. The old, veined palm somehow still had such great strength. Young Daoist nodded slowly in silence. The old man monk seemed to want to smile, but the light in his eyes had already slowly extinguished, and his palm slowly let go and fell to the ground.

If not for the hope of his disciples still surviving, he would have died long ago.

Qi WuHuo slowly looked at monk, bowed slowly, held his hand in his palm, closed his eyes, and chanted softly:

"All conditioned phenomena are like bubbles in a dream, like dew or lightning, and should be viewed as such."

His voice was calm, but accompanied by the suppressed cries around him, there was always a sense of sadness. The children who were fed by old monk with their own blood did not know that old monk was dead. They lay around monk, and one of them lay in his arms. He turned over and lay down, looking at old monk's lowered head and dull eyes, the child laughed.

Still looking innocent, she patted his arm and said affectionately, "Play with me!"

One is dead, one is reborn, one has his eyes closed, and the other has raised his eyes.

One old monk, one naughty boy.

Young Daoist remained silent. At this time, the monks outside discovered that the Buddha light here was going to be extinguished. They all shouted and laughed, "Haha, that old monk is dead!"

"Ha, you have turned your back on Buddhism, you are a thief!"

"Have a good death!"

"The current endless hell!"

Along with these shouts, dozens of monk rushed in. The man turned around slightly, his sleeves and robes rolled up, and the compassion in his eyes disappeared in an instant, turning into a violent murderous intent.

Make a fist and take a step.

Punch across the front!

The flow of energy from the fist edge swept across the violent waves, and all the monk pavilions in front were broken, making a harsh and noisy sound, and disappeared in an instant!

Return to purity!

The people behind became tensed, and the people who suddenly stood up were stunned. For a moment, they looked at the back of the young Daoist in disbelief. Smoke billowed in front, and the Daoist's sleeves and robes were rolled up. His body faintly turned transparent and dissipated, but there were strands of golden light that fell to the ground and turned into a circle that included everyone.

The voice was calm and distant. "Stay here, don't leave."

"... Okay, okay."

The Bodhisattva in charge of this formation received the message and said, "The rebel monk who was still resisting before is dead, and the last node of this formation will be under our control."

"Okay!"

"We have to do it as soon as possible. Guanyin and the four of them may come back again."

"Indeed."

"It's time to magnify my Buddha's Dharma lineage from now on."

"That's good, that's good."

At this moment, the Bodhisattva suddenly felt that something was wrong, and the earth suddenly began to tremble. He looked surprised, stood up on the lotus platform, and looked away, but his expression suddenly changed, and he saw that the sky and the earth suddenly became a bloody light, infinitely wide, infinitely thick, with turbulent waves, exuding boundless filth and murderous intent, occupying the heaven and earth, occupying everything.

The sea of blood rolled around like a roar!

It had submerged the surrounding mountains, rolled up suddenly like overwhelming earth, and then--

Hit this Lantuo Temple suddenly!

Shaking violently!

The infinitely pure and free Buddha light in Lantuo Temple suddenly dimmed. Although it was immediately replaced, it was still shaking violently. Several monk fell into the sea of blood. They were drowned in the screams and lost their breath. The expressions of more than ten Bodhisattvas in this Buddhist temple all changed suddenly, and they said, "Who is it?!"

"What kind of monster! Are you disturbing the purity of my Buddhist sect!"

"Buddhism?"

Young Daoist opened his eyes. What he had seen before, Magic Artifact, Physical Body Buddha, and all the things about the common people made him feel boundless murderous intent in his heart. He held it with both hands., the spiritual beings gathered in the sea of blood and turned into two swords, Sword Qi, fierce and killing, but the Bodhisattvas and Arhats had not seen the Daoist before their eyes, they only saw the violent waves of the sea of blood, overwhelming the sky and the earth, with a murderous aura, and polluted all laws!

They all cast Divine Ability and released Dharma Treasure. Buddha light shot up to the sky and turned into something pure like a lotus, trying to stop it.

Buddha light rose up and turned into a lotus. The Buddhas withstood the attack of the sea of blood, and the eyes of the monks showed joy again.

But the next moment, there was a sound of swords, and the pure lotuses collapsed from the middle, and then slowly escaped. The heads of the Buddhas fell, smashed into the sea of blood, splashed the waves, slowly sank, filthy and terrifying, and soon disappeared, turned into flakes of light. The previous cheers and joy froze for a moment, and the world was terrifyingly dead.

Only the lotus and the Buddha's dharma are annihilated and turned upside down, sinking into the scene of the sea of blood.

A cold and indifferent voice came with the sword light, word by word:

"Thousand Autumns Dao, Myriad Kalpas Tribulation, Three Thousand Living Beings, this is my way."

"Heavy Sword Slashes Soul, Carries Sin and Karma."