Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 639

The sound of reading aloud resounded throughout the splendid land.

Here, it is the reading place of the Han clan, and it is also the Confucian world of Han Changli, the head of the sanctuary.

In this world, talent is still important, but hard work also has incredible power.

There was a semi-sage evaluation that studying here, as long as you are diligent, your potential will increase by at least 30%.

In other words, the talent that originally stopped at the fourth rank can gain the future of a third-rank great Confucian here.

This is the magic effect of "diligence in the world".

In this world of Confucianism, Han Changli's holy question is engraved: How can I study?

And the answer is this Confucian rule of the world—

Shushan has road and diligence as the path, and the sea of ​​learning is boundless and hard work!

In the previous dynasty, there were two semi-sages, Sun Jing and Su Qin, who evolved the supernatural powers of "head hanging beams" and "cone thorns" to enhance the potential of Confucian scholars of the human race. Be the first.

When the sage was proclaimed, Yan Qingchen, the master of the book, wrote the holy way "to persuade learning" in his own hand.

"Three watch lights and five watch chickens, it's when the man is studying."

"Black hair doesn't know how to study early, and Bai Shoufang regrets studying late."

At this moment, Han Changli was reading the bound book "Journey to the West" a few times under the ginkgo tree when he suddenly felt something, closed the page, and looked forward.

The space that Han Changli was watching was distorted for a while, and then a figure walked out of it.

"Wenchang is here..." Han Changli said with a faint smile, the figure also solidified, and his whole body swayed slightly, and then he restrained.

"I have seen the teacher." The half-sage called Wenchang saluted, listening to the sound of reading in his ear, and smiled lightly, "It's been a long time since I came to the teacher's hard-working world, listening to these children's reading, but I remembered the past. ."

"What's the past?" Han Changli motioned for the other party to sit down and said with a smile, "Is it because I studied too hard in this saint's world, and I haven't returned for ten years. After I went out, I found out that the woman I loved was married?"

The half-sage opposite also smiled helplessly when he heard the words: "Teacher, don't mention this again."

Han Changli became intrigued and said, "It's you who wrote the poems, not to mention you."

"Huanjun Mingzhu is in tears, I wish I could meet when I was unmarried..."

"Those who don't know, think I'm such a tiger and wolf in this world of hard work!"

"Don't think that if you used a woman's tone, as a teacher, you didn't know that you wrote this poem back then."

Zhang Wenchang quickly got up and saluted, "Master, this disciple admits you wrong."

After teasing the always upright eldest disciple, Han Changli didn't say any more, but asked about the business: "What does Mr. Xiyi say about that boy Chen's plan?"

When he mentioned the business, Zhang Wenchang's face became solemn, and he said seriously: "Mr. Xiyi said that this plan is feasible, and the Taoist Palace will follow the pace of the church!"

Hearing this, Han Changli nodded: "Chen Xiaozi has already set out the hiding place of the great Bodhisattva in charge. It should be activated in the next few days, you stay by my side."

"Yes!" Zhang Wenchang responded, but his brows were still unconsciously wrinkled.

Such a small gesture naturally could not hide from Han Changli's eyes. The so-called acquaintance Mo Ruofu, as a master, even if the other party has been ordained a saint, Han Changli still knows the other party's mind.

"Do you think Chen Xiaozi's plan is too childish and full of loopholes?"

"And you think that the great Bodhisattva in charge is really stupid and not worthy of his fruition?"

Zhang Wenchang nodded and said, "I do have this doubt."

"Not to mention, since the Great Bodhisattva in charge can be in charge of such a plan, and he has been lurking for so long without being discovered, his scheming must be deep, how could Chen Luo reveal so many flaws in just a few words!"

"You..." Han Changli stretched out his hand and pointed at Zhang Wenchang, sighing: "Too honest, this Confucian sect's exquisite mind has not been grasped by half."

"At this point, Chen Xiaozi doesn't see his martial arts as colorful, and his heart is really black."

Speaking of this, Han Changli also smiled and then said, "Don't replace yourself with others."

"Chen Xiaozi can deceive the great Bodhisattva in charge, and there are two core points."

"One, things in the world cannot be known by the world. This is a well-recognized truth in the world. Although this plan originated in the world, it has fallen into the world. No matter how much speculation in the world, the beginning and the end will not be found."

"Second, it is the Buddha's bone relic. Buddhism in the Western Regions spends a lot of money to refine the communication letter with the Buddha's bone relic, which is for safety. It is the only bloodline in the world that has been refined for Jinyue. To be honest, let this sage see it. , and there is no reason for anything to happen.”

"Although there is information about the transformation of blood into magical powers in martial arts, it is still too low for a great bodhisattva. Apart from Chen Xiaozi, only Adamo has entered the seven thousand li, so naturally he will pay less attention."

"It is necessary to see through the news of Chen Xiaozi's return to the Netherworld and the transformation of his blood body at the same time, so that there is a slight possibility of connecting things together."

Seeing Zhang Wenchang and wanting to say more, Han Changli raised his hand and interrupted, "This is an internal cause, as well as an external cause."

"First of all, Chen Xiaozi used the three major forces of Wen Yunsun, Bai Yanyan, and Qilin King to attack at the same time. If you don't know the hidden identity behind Chen Xiaozi, how can you associate it with each other?"

"Secondly, the tide of blood is imminent, and at this time, the role of Jinyue becomes more and more important. In a hurry, I suspect that there are many traitors in Buddhism in the Western Regions, so naturally I will be a little faint. That's it."

"Finally, you and I all know the origin of Buddhism in the Western Regions. It was originally infected by demonic energy and occupied the great avenue of ancient Buddhism."

"A bunch of guys with a gilded body and a hollow belly, the higher the cultivation, the deeper the influence of the demonic energy, how can it be compared with the immeasurable enlightenment of the true Buddha?"

"In this way, you will find that although Chen Xiaozi's plan is simple, it is effective."

"When we look at the mountain, it's like 'The water is bright and clear, and the mountains are in the sky and the rain is amazing'; when the great Bodhisattva looked at the mountain, he said, 'I don't know the true face of Mount Lu, and it's just because I'm in this mountain'!"

Hearing Han Changli's explanation, Zhang Wenchang sighed: "The future generations are terrifying."

After speaking, he got up and saluted Han Changli again, "Thank you, teacher, for clarifying your doubts."

"You have a simple mind. Don't study these scheming too much, so as not to affect the holy way." Han Changli waved his hand and said, "Next, it's the second step of Chen Xiaozi's three-step plan."

Zhang Wenchang stood up straight and said with a smile, "This disciple understands."

"The next step is: I am entering the Wanshan circle, and a mountain will release a mountain."

Daxuan, Lin'an.

Ye Dafu carried the teapot and stood obediently in the corner.

Chen Luo, who was so busy, didn't expect that Yan Baichuan actually helped him contact three demigods.

"It's hard work for the three seniors." Chen Luo bowed and saluted, and the three half-sages waved their hands slightly, looking at Chen Luo curiously.

"Don't be polite, Marquis Wu, this time is also a big plan for my human race. It's us who are saints thanking you." The middle-aged half-sage in the lead laughed.

He looks a little thin, but he is more vigorous. If you look at him carefully, you will only feel that it is real and fantasy, as if a person is in a painting.

"Exactly, it was only because I was inconvenient to enter the Southern Wilderness that I let Wuhou come here to meet. If this plan is successful, the merits are boundless." The other half-sage, who looked younger, also smiled slightly.

"Don't be polite, it's all from my own family!" Finally, the fat prince wearing a royal robe laughed and glared at Ye Dafu, "What are you doing standing here, come and pour tea!"

"Hey, Grandpa!" Ye Dafu was shocked by the roar, he hurried forward to pour tea, and looked at Chen Luo helplessly.

Chen Luo shrugged, expressing his inability to do anything.

"Wuhou, the hall master has already informed me of your plan." The middle-aged half-sage said, "Since there is already the specific location of the great Bodhisattva, with it as the core, there is no problem in drawing the old man of eight hundred miles of heaven and earth. ."

"It's just that the old man has never seen the tides of blood, so there may be some omissions."

Without waiting for Chen Luo to speak, the old King Jing said quickly, "That's why I called this king too."

"Zhang Zhengdao, don't worry about painting. This king has seen the tide of blood, and I will tell you where I need to adjust."

"It's hard work for King Jing." Zhang Zhengdao nodded, "Old Master Rong first opened his eyes to explore the landscape and terrain of that side."

After speaking, Zhang Zhengdao sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and a streak of holy might emanated from him. Chen Luo felt that something in the sky was related to Zhang Zhengdao in front of him.

At this time, the other half-sage smiled lightly: "Brother Zhengdao is in charge of the core of 800 miles, and that sage will paint thousands of miles of rivers and mountains that are 800 miles away."

Lao Jing Wang looked at the other party and hesitated: "Wang Ximeng, the purpose of painting a thousand miles around is to block the perception of the surrounding, so as not to be tipped off, which is of great significance. Your canonization time is short, do you need to call another half-sage to help? "

When Wang Ximeng heard King Jing's words, he was not dissatisfied, but said with a smile: "King Jing, don't worry, I traveled to the Southern Wilderness in my early years, and I used to paint a thousand miles of mountains and rivers. Connect internally and externally.”

After listening to the old King Jing, he nodded and looked at Chen Luo again. Chen Luo smiled lightly and said to Wang Ximeng, "Mr. Ximeng has worked hard."

Chen Luo didn't know that King Jing said this, obviously it was referring to Wang Ximeng, but in fact it was for Chen Luo.

Immediately, Wang Ximeng took the lead in writing, painting the country on the long scroll. Shao Qing, Zhang Zhengdao also opened his eyes and took out his brush.

For a while, Shengwei was rippling in the secret room, and only the sound of brushing brushes could be heard.

An hour later, Zhang Zhengdao took the lead in writing, and handed the drawn 800-mile blood tidal map to Lao Jingwang and Chen Luo. Lao Jing Wang took the picture, frowned, and shook his head slightly.

"The clouds of luck are stacked, and the power of heaven and earth is eight-point similar, but there are still some things missing."

Zhang Zhengdao's face was serious: "What else is there?"

"In this cloud of luck, when there is a shadow of the blood of the demon clan looming, the charm of the blood of the demon clan can be revealed."

Zhang Zhengdao frowned: "But the blood shadow of the demon clan involves the source of the bloodline and cannot be imitated. If the pen is written, it will be easier to see through..."

At this moment, Chen Luo weakly said, "I have it!"

Zhang Zhengdao looked at Chen Luo, Chen Luo's mind moved, and a picture scroll flew out from his forehead and landed in front of Zhang Zhengdao, only to see five big characters written on the picture scroll: "Bai Ze Jingwei Picture!"

"The picture book is not complete, but it should be available soon, right?" Chen Luo asked.

Zhang Zhengdao was stunned for a moment, his soul swept across the picture of the Bai Ze sprite, and a happy expression appeared on his face: "Available, usable! Little friend, wait a moment, this old man will temporarily integrate the picture of Bai Ze sprite into this painting."

"When the old man takes back this painting, the picture of Bai Ze's spirit and monster will also be separated. Little friends don't have to worry about the lack of this bloodline magic power."

"Wait..." King Jing continued, "Besides the blood shadow, there are other things missing."

After speaking, King Jing frowned, thought for a long time, and said, "Blood and air transport will inevitably lead to the induction of essence and blood. I can't forge such a rule, but if the ink is made of essence and blood, it can be the same. Effect."

Zhang Zhengdao shook his head: "That requires a lot of blood essence, which requires a church..."

"I have!" Chen Luo said softly again.

Zhang Zhengdao shook his head slightly: "Little friend, this blood essence needs a huge amount, I'm afraid..."

As soon as Chen Luo waved his hand, there were instantly filled with bottles and jars in front of him, exuding a strong blood energy.

"Are these enough?" Chen Luo asked.

Old King Jing felt the aura of blood essence and blood emanating from the bottle and jar, and frowned slightly.

Fuck!

Aren't you acting as your demon clan teacher, setting up a kind and charitable character? Where did so much high-quality blood come from?

"That... Martial arts are poor, so I saved a little more." Chen Luo explained in a low voice, joking, he has so many alliance leaders in Fangcunshan, and he is the head of the Qilin Domain, when will there be less blood essence?

"Eight hundred miles is enough." Zhang Zhengdao made a rough estimate, nodded, and his heart was full of enthusiasm.

Essence and blood as ink, painting for 800 miles!

He is a semi-sage, and he has never fought such a wealthy battle!

It's not that he couldn't collect these, mainly because as a semi-sage, he was watched too closely.

"Wait!" King Jing said again, "I'm still missing something!"

"What are you missing?" Zhang Zhengdao asked calmly, not panicking at this time.

"The spirit of the Great Desolation..."

"I have!" Chen Luo looked at King Jing, you were staring at me.

He took out a few pieces of the prehistoric spirit that had been refined into crystals, and Chen Luo looked at King Jing: "Grandpa Ye, what else is missing, please tell me."

Old King Jing was also a little embarrassed, but he still said, "According to common sense, these are enough."

"But this time the bloodline tide is not small. We know this, and the Buddhists of the Western Regions probably also know it."

"So if you want to deceive them, you still need a powerful bloodline to sit down!"

Old King Jing and Zhang Zhengdao looked at Chen Luo, and even Wang Ximeng, who was beside him, looked over curiously.

Chen Luo lived up to expectations and nodded: "I have..."

Old King King: I know you have it, so hurry up and drop a drop, Bai Ze's blood essence...

"Emperor demon unicorn, can you?" Chen Luo asked innocently.

Old King King: ?

Zhang Zhengdao: ?

Wang Ximeng: ?

This answer is not written in the documentation.

When did you get the bloodline of the emperor demon unicorn?

Isn't the unicorn extinct for two thousand years?

Isn't that your hidden unicorn bloodline?

Fuck!

Look at what you took out!

Eight hundred miles of blood from the demon clan, the aura of the wilderness concentrated into spar, and the blood of the emperor demon unicorn.

All these things, you can hire two or three demon ancestors to attack the great Bodhisattva in charge.

So extravagant!

Are you only seven thousand miles away?

With such a Daoist, Martial Dao will be poor?

No wonder there are rumors among the people recently: the poor are rich in martial arts...

Looking at Sansheng's eyes, Chen Luo coughed dryly, thought of something, and said, "By the way, there is one more thing missing."

Old King Jing was stunned: "What?"

Chen Luo grinned: "Atmosphere!"

Old King Jing narrowed his eyes and had a bad premonition in his heart.

Just when Chen Luo and all the semi-sages forged the tide of blood, the Great Boya Bodhisattva was restless.

I always feel that something bad is about to happen.

When he has practiced to this point, he will still have some future perceptions.

"Could it be that an accident happened to Jinyue?" Boya Bodhisattva's heart moved. After all, the last time Jinyue contacted him was a day ago.

The last piece of information was that Gan Tang of Qilin Domain was eyeing him. He would be fine, right?

It's all my fault, why did you let him go to the Qilin Domain?

Ugh……

He said his position, and so far there has been no abnormality. It seems that he really misunderstood Jin Yue before.

It's all coincidence!

"No, we must ensure the safety of Jinyue!" Boya Bodhisattva thought for a while, then took out the Buddha's bone relic, and left a message: "Budding, please reply when you see it."

"Tell me your location, and I will find you in person."

"Before the tide of blood, you were with this seat, and this seat will definitely keep you safe!"

"Remember, see the quick return."

"This seat is waiting for you!"

Two days later.

"I love you walking in the dark alley alone, I love your cheap appearance, I love you when I faced despair, I don't want to cry..."

"To the whimpering and roaring in the dark night..."

Chen Luo was sitting on a hill several hundred miles away from the Great Bodhisattva in charge, roasting game while humming a song. At this moment, there was a loud explosion of thunder in the sky.

Immediately, the blue uprightness almost filled the sky of the Southern Wilderness, and a voice sounded like thunder—

"Wolf Slaughter, let's fight!"

Old King Jing stood in the mid-air at the junction of Daxuan and Nanhuang, and the power of the semi-sage was released with a bang.

Chen Luo asked him to roar at any demon clan ancestor, and he naturally thought of the wolf slaughter ancestor who came to sneak attack before.

Soon, in the Southern Wilderness, a blood energy also rose to the sky, a wolf head phantom slowly condensed, and a wolf howl: "Ye Lai, the tide is coming, don't be in a hurry to fight!"

"Bah! If you're afraid, just say it straight, this king will let you go." Old King Jing spat and fired an attack at will.

"Ye Lai, you're courting death!" Lang Lu waved his hand to break up the attack of King Jing. The ancestors in the sky shone with blood and energy, and when he was about to fight, he suddenly froze for a moment.

Old King Jing ran away!

"Ye Lai!" Lang Lu was about to chase, when suddenly his ears moved, as if he had received some news, he stopped.

But before Lang Lu understood what Old King Jing's move meant, all over the Southern Wilderness, demonic aura was surging into the sky.

Qingqiu, Peach Blossom Forest.

Bai Yanyan frowned, looking at the great saints who were desperately exuding aura in the peach blossom forest, he sighed: "More strength!"

"Build your momentum."

Yuyuan, Yushan.

The Sacred Monarch of the Snake Clan looked at the jade slip in his hand and frowned, "When the semi-sage of the human race crosses the border, release the power of the Great Sage?"

"What does Master Baishan want to do?"

Although he was puzzled, the Holy Monarch of the Snake Clan nodded and let go of his aura, and it didn't matter.

"Let's go!" The sage of the Snake Clan gave an order, and all the sages of the Snake Clan above Feather Mountain were so demonic!

Junji Country, Junji Mountain.

"Have you seen all the demands of the White Mountain Master..."

"He wants to see if my ape clan's aura is worthy of the title of Monkey King's own clan."

"Give me all the momentum, my ape family, the momentum is as high as the sky!"

"It's time for the bloodline and the Monkey King to test us!"

Immediately, in the entire Junji Nation, the demonic energy seemed to have condensed into substance, breaking through the sky.

Davari.

The Holy Monarch of the Bear Clan sensed that Nanhuang's blood was suddenly surging, and nodded.

"Let them see the aura of my bear clan!"

"Yes!"

Kylin Domain.

"Fuck, you can't be cowardly with your aura!"

"Let them inquire, who is Nanhuang taking the lead!"

"The unicorn beast blood formation, arrange it!"

"The coercion is full for me!"

"My Qilin Domain, it's not an errand!"

Colorful fairyland.

"What happened to those monsters?"

"What kind of momentum do you put on a good end?"

"Did something happen that we don't know about?"

"Forget it, let go of your aura, you won't suffer any loss. Send the order, the Great Sage and above, release your coercive aura!"

Tiger Mountain.

Feng Nanzhi: "Boring!"

"Well...why are those monsters who I didn't say hello to join in the fun?" Chen Luo sensed Nanhuang's weather at this time, and a hint of doubt flashed on his face.

However, what about him!

The more atmosphere groups, the better.

The blood and energy are all over the Southern Wilderness, and the atmosphere is in place!

Immediately, Chen Luo took out two scrolls, which exuded a touch of holy might. One of them is "A Thousand Miles of South Wilderness". As soon as Chen Luo let go, the scroll flew away by itself, and then unfolded in the air. The picture in the scroll seemed to fly out of the picture, and then turned into a light spot. floating around.

Chen Luo's eyes flashed, and he always felt that the world seemed to have changed, but nothing had changed.

But then, Chen Luo opened another scroll. As soon as this scroll was opened, the picture in the painting immediately turned into light and shot into the air, leaving only a blank scroll.

After doing all this, Chen Luo turned his blood into magical powers, and took on the appearance of Jin Yue again.

At the same time, feeling the breath of Jin Yue's blood, the Buddha bone relic vibrated again.

"Foding, are you all right?" came the eager greetings from the Great Bodhisattva in charge.

Chen Luo shook his mind for a while before replying, "Nine...nine deaths."

"Great Bodhisattva, I'm coming to you now!"

The message of the Great Bodhisattva immediately came from the opposite side: "No, where are you, I'll go to find you? I sensed that Nanhuang's aura was suddenly tumbling, and there was a confrontation between the semi-sage and the ancestral demon before, maybe something big happened."

"Major event? Could it be..." Chen Luo looked up at the sky, paused for a moment, and finally breathed a sigh of relief when an obvious red blood line appeared in the sky.

That painting took effect.

"Great Bodhisattva, look at the sky!"

"Blood tide, here we come!"

When the great Bodhisattva who was in the sealing formation saw Chen Luo's reply, his heart moved.

coming?

It seems that it's a little early, right?

However, he immediately suppressed the seal formation that blocked his tracks, flashed out the cave where he was hiding, raised his head, and sure enough he saw a line of blood in the sky.

Immediately afterwards, the blood threads turned into blood-colored clouds, layer upon layer, like a wave, overwhelming the sky.

The Great Bodhisattva frowned slightly, since the matter was serious, he decided to observe for a while.

At this time, in the clouds, faint blood shadows of ancestor demons appeared, one, two, three... In the blink of an eye, it was the blood shadow of the source of all kinds of blood.

At this moment, the Great Bodhisattva sensed a faint savage aura emanating from the clouds.

"It's the tide of blood!" The Great Bodhisattva waved his hand, and he threw a monster out of the Buddha's kingdom. He pointed to the sky and asked, "Have you sensed the power of blood?"

The demon clan stared blankly at the sky, and suddenly shouted, and the momentum rose slightly.

"It's true!" The Great Bodhisattva in charge was stunned for a moment, and then he heard a beast roar in his ears. The Great Bodhisattva's eyes flashed with golden light, and he opened his Buddhist eyes, and found that something seemed to come out from the depths of the blood-colored clouds.

"Emperor's aura... That's right, it's the blood aura of the White Lotus Tathagata!" The Great Bodhisattva knew it in his heart.

No wonder the momentum of the Southern Wilderness suddenly changed. It turned out that the tide of blood had started.

Although it was a little earlier than expected, no one can set the exact time for this kind of thing.

"Time! The key is to grab time!" A thought flashed in the mind of the Great Bodhisattva immediately, he picked up the Buddha's bone relic, and shouted, "Foding, stay where you are, this seat is about to start."

Then, the Great Bodhisattva took out a seed from the storage order and threw it directly on the ground. After that, the seed took root and sprouted, and a white lotus flower grew.

At the same time, somewhere in the Southern Wilderness, a first-rank Great Sage suddenly opened his eyes from the meditation.

He moved slightly in his heart, flicked his wrist, and a blue porcelain bottle appeared in his hand.

At this moment, the porcelain bottle vibrated slightly.

"Has the Great Bodhisattva started?"

"Huh? Why is Nanhuang so chaotic, the tide of blood is coming?"

He took out the Buddha's bone relic and sent out an inquiry, but was blocked by Wang Ximeng's painting of a thousand miles, and the message was destined to not be answered.

"No, the Great Bodhisattva has already started, and I can't do anything wrong here!" The first-rank Great Sage gritted his teeth and forced a drop of blood to fall on the porcelain bottle. Immediately, the seal of the porcelain bottle was released, and a vast ghost of death shot into the sky. rise.

Netherworld, white lotus pure land.

The clock chimed loudly, almost resounding throughout the White Lotus Pure Land.

A great bodhisattva sat high on the white lotus, looked at the great bodhisattvas and the bodhisattvas under the seat, looked at the white lotus that had just bloomed in his hand, and uttered a thunderous sound—

"The tide of blood that I have been waiting for for a long time is here!"

"When the formation was launched, the two worlds were connected, and all Buddhist disciples plundered the tides of blood and luck!"

"This formation only has five breaths, so be sure to inhale all of it into the Netherworld!"

"At that time, the Great Way of Reincarnation will lead directly to the Netherworld, and the Netherworld's battle can be won in a matter of minutes!"

All the Buddhist disciples saluted in unison, and said, "Follow the will of the Buddha."

One, two, three...four.

Chen Luo looked at the ghostly death in the sky. Only at this moment did an ancestor demon realize that something was wrong, and they all cast vigilant glances at the ghost.

But the ghostly death energy quickly connected to each other, forming a huge circle that almost covered half of the Southern Wilderness. At this moment, golden light flickered in that circle, and from the golden light, a white lotus bloomed.

Afterwards, the white lotus fell, the golden light dissipated, and inside the circle, the appearance of another world was revealed.

It is a magnificent country, and there are Buddhist scriptures chanting faintly.

"Netherworld! It's a Buddhist sect in the Western Regions!" An ancestor demon exclaimed.

"What are they going to do!"

"What's going on? How did they communicate between the two worlds!"

At this time, a Buddha sound came from the circle: "The layout of thousands of years, and today will come. The tide of blood, and I have a fate with Buddha..."

"Bodhisattvas, move... eh?" The tone of voice changed suddenly.

What about the blood tide? What about the luck of the Southern Wilderness?

At this time, Chen Luo, who had been hiding for a long time, looked at the huge circle formed by the ghostly death in the sky, and said lightly——

"Second Battalion Commander, pull out my Italian cannon..."

As soon as Chen Luo's voice fell, two light spots, one blue and one purple, flashed above the sky.

The blue and purple light spots instantly became larger, turning into two magnificent buildings.

The sanctuary! Taoist Palace!

Just as the Ancestral Demons of the Southern Wilderness appeared one after another, several Ancestral Demon stars rose into the sky and landed around the sanctuary and Taoist palace.

The ancestors of Qingqiu, the ancestors of Junji, the ancestors of Yuyuan, the ancestors of Qingniu, the ancestors of sheep...

At this moment, the voices of the church master and the Taoist palace master sounded at the same time—

"Don't disturb the Southern Wilderness, we are here specially for Buddhism in the Western Regions!"

At the same time as the voice sounded, many semi-sages in the church, many Taoist priests in the Taoist palace, and the Southern Wilderness Ancestral Demon who knew the inside story, launched the strongest attack on the circle at the same time!

On weekdays, the two worlds are separated, and there has never been such a good attack environment.

It was the Pure Land of White Lotus, and it took the initiative to connect the two worlds. In order to quickly **** luck, even the basic barrier formations were all closed.

This is a big death!

He even drew a target for himself!

"Trap! I've been tricked!" At this moment, the Great Bodhisattva in charge suddenly reacted. He picked up the Buddha's bone relic and roared, "Jinyue! You betrayed us!"

However, he was destined to receive no response.

The three-color attacks of blue, purple, and red from the Sanctuary, the Taoist Palace, and the Ancestral Demon Xingchen joined forces, intertwined with each other, and shot directly into the circle.

At this time, only the magnificent thunder sound in the circle could be heard shouting: "Block it! Block it!"

However, this is a joint attack from the sanctuary, the Taoist palace, and many ancestral demons!

Almost in the blink of an eye, the attack crossed the two realms, broke through the layers of defenses that were barely erected, and landed in the White Lotus Pure Land, causing a huge explosion in an instant, and a cloud of suspected mushrooms rose.

In the church, Han Changli's voice sounded again: "There are three more breaths, come again!"

The three-color attack of blue, purple, and red~www.mtlnovel.com~ shot at the White Lotus Pure Land behind the circle again.

"You bastard! bastard! bastard!" In the White Lotus Pure Land, the hysterical shouts of the White Lotus Buddha reverberated.

"Second breath!" Han Changli's voice rose again.

This time, several more ancestral demon stars rose up and joined the attack.

"One breath!"

A new ancestral star rose again and caught the final blow.

After four blows, the circle burst into pieces, no more ghosts, no white lotus pure land.

Only the broken cracks left in the space witnessed the fierce attack just now.

Netherworld.

Fengdu.

Although it was thousands of miles away, Emperor Lin still saw one after another attack landing on the White Lotus Pure Land.

"Your Majesty, Wang Jia's plan has been successful!" Shangguan Wan'er lost her usual restraint and cheered, like a naive girl.

"Well..." Emperor Lin also nodded with a smile, "The Great Way of Reincarnation, go back three hundred years. The power of the White Lotus Pure Land has been reduced by at least 20%!"

"Pass the decree, King Jiedu of the ten directions, the whole army will attack and attack Bailian!"

"Yes!" Shangguan Wan'er took the order and turned to leave.

Emperor Lin still looked in the direction of the White Lotus Pure Land, and murmured, "The east wind puts flowers at a thousand trees at night, and it blows down even more, the stars are like rain..."

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