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No matter what you do, there is a long period of time, especially for something as big as destroying Buddhism, the process will definitely not be short.

Time flies, the willows are green in spring and yellow in winter, and a year passes in the blink of an eye.

The Taoist and Buddhist sects in Jambudvīpa fought each other for a year, their brains bursting, the mountains and rivers shaking, Taoist and Buddhist immortals died one after another. Despite the whole year of such noise, the progress of destroying Buddhism was only halfway completed.

However, Taoism has a huge advantage in Jambudvīpa, and has joined forces with the Human Emperor to destroy Buddhism. It also has the bonus of a local foundation, so although Buddhism is still holding on, it has generally been on the defensive.

On the day before the Winter Solstice, all the Buddhist power of the Tang Dynasty in the southern continent had been compressed by Taoism into nine places.

The nine places are: Songshan Mountain, Jinshan Temple, Cihang Temple, Jingguo Temple, Maitreya Peak, Wanxia Cave, Bodhi Sea, Wenshu Cliff, and Qingdeng Temple.

The Buddhist saints who preside over these nine places are all famous and virtuous people.

For example, the one who is in charge of Mount Song is Bodhidharma, the Golden Immortal, commonly known as Bodhidharma in the world, as well as the Taiyi Xuanxian Monk Kuye and other Buddhist immortals and gods.

For example, the one who guards Wanxia Cave is Kumarajiva, who is also a golden immortal, and a group of Buddhist immortals and gods.

Fahai is still in charge of Jinshan Temple, and the Buddhist sect has not sent any other golden immortals there.

Bodhihai represents the two golden immortals of Buddhism, Ananda and Kasyapa. Yes, they are Ananda and Kasyapa who asked for benefits from Tang Monk.

Ever since Tang Sanzang was conferred the title of Sandalwood Merit Buddha, the number of times Ananda and Kasyapa went on "field missions" has increased significantly. Whenever there is a dangerous conflict with the Taoist sect, Sandalwood Merit Buddha never forgets them.

I will not list the rest of the places one by one, in short, this time the Buddhist sect sent out all the top mid-level forces it could.

However, those in Heaven, as well as the Taoist and Buddhist sects, can see that the current situation is far from being the most tense and critical moment.

Because neither Taoism nor Buddhism has yet deployed Taiyi Golden Immortal-level combat power.

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However, no matter how fierce the battle was in the Southern Continent, even if brains were splattered, it had nothing to do with Fang Jian in the Jizhen Palace.

For a whole year, Fang Jian studied the scriptures carefully in the Jizhen Palace and did not even leave the Jizhen Palace.

During this year, apart from the boy who served him, almost no one, including the Queen Mother of the West, came to disturb him.

When Fang Jian looked up from the scriptures in his hands, one could see that his temperament had changed drastically.

Fang Jian closed the scriptures he had comprehended in his hands and slowly stood up. At this moment, a breeze blew by, and the Jizhen Hall was suddenly filled with the fragrance of lush green flowers.

"Tong'er, open all the doors and windows of the palace." Fang Jian said to the outside of Jizhen Palace.

Soon, the boy's response was heard outside the hall: "Yes."

Immediately, the door of Jizhen Hall was opened by the boy, and then the windows around the hall were opened one by one.

Now the warm and sweet breeze was no longer blocked and rushed into the Jizhen Palace in an instant.

But, it's not just the fragrance that permeates the lungs, but also the peony petals that are carried by the wind and flying all over the sky.

Fang Jian arrived at the entrance of the main hall and looked up at the peony petals dancing in the sky, colorful and fragrant.

At this moment, Fang Jian's heart surged, and the energy in his body was released bit by bit.

His Niwan Palace, Lingtai, Yuanshen, soul, flesh, bones, and spiritual points all "woken up" at this moment. A trace of fairy light began to appear around his body, and the Qingxia Yudou Qilin robe on his body also began to flutter.

Time is up!

It’s not any other time, but the time for the heavenly calamity to come. The seal of the Queen Mother of the West is about to dissipate.

A scarlet peony petal fell and gently touched Fang Jian's forehead.

Fang Jian smiled slightly, raised his hand to remove the petal on his forehead, held it in his hand to look at it carefully for a moment, and then let it go back to the wind.

At the moment the peony petal was released back into the wind, Fang Jian had already turned and walked into the hall. He said to the boy in front of the hall door, "Boy, close the door and windows."

"Yes." The boy spoke simply, worked hard and faithfully carried out Fang Jian's orders.

When the doors and windows of the hall were all closed, Fang Jian had already arrived in front of the only jade table in the Jizhen Hall.

He leaned over the table, ground the paper, picked up the brush and wrote:

The wind carries the fragrance of peonies all over the sky, and flowers fly in the Taoist palace year after year.

I want to leave the past behind and make old promises, and then I will freely enter the scriptures.

The moment the last word was written, the seal of the Queen Mother of the West completely disappeared, and then Fang Jian's magic power that had been sealed for a year surged like the waters of the four seas.

That excruciating tearing feeling reappeared, and Fang Jian immediately sat down cross-legged. His body began to stiffen, and boundless pain surged into his heart.

But this time Fang Jian was not as helpless as last time. His physical body was a flawless golden body. Even if he used the Dao Qi to solidify the flawless golden body, it would require a full thousand strands.

But so what? Everything is external to the body, give it up!

Fang Jian's thoughts were clear, and he practiced the "Hongqing Yulu Zhenglei Sword Sutra" regardless of everything, and then decisively abandoned his physical body.

With a "puff" sound, a stream of golden blood spurted out from between Fang Jian's eyebrows.

Then Fang Jian's body began to tear everywhere, and bright red blood began to flow out of Fang Jian's body.

Then Fang Jian endured the severe pain and stiffness in his arm, and used his Taoist magic to bend his right arm with all his strength. In the process of bending his right arm, Fang Jian's flesh and bones began to break and shatter inch by inch.

But Fang Jian didn't care, he just wanted to do one thing.

'Kaba'

At the moment when Fang Jian's right arm was completely shattered, Fang Jian's sword finger, which was pinching the magic formula, finally touched his forehead.

At this moment, everything was silent, all the pain and stiffness disappeared, and Fang Jian sat down and passed away.

The moment Fang Jian took the initiative to sit and pass away, Hongmeng Editor immediately wanted to protect Fang Jian's spirit, soul and all magic weapons.

But Fang Jian's spirit said, "Wait a minute."

The editor obediently stopped moving, and then Fang Jian said, "Xiaohong, store my soul, magic weapons, and Taoist methods in the editor for protection. Don't touch my spirit."

The editor did as he was told and in a flash, everything except Fang Jian's soul was stored in the editor space for protection.

Afterwards, Fang Jian's spirit sat cross-legged in the air, his whole body shining with golden light, and he kept chanting the Taoist magic formula of "Hongqing Yulu Zhenglei Sword Sutra".

When Fang Jian's soul completed a cycle, his eyes suddenly opened, and then two rays of red-gold light shot out from them.

In an instant, a mysterious energy descended from the top of Fang Jian's soul, instantly bringing him into a mysterious and ethereal world.

This world is exactly Fang Jian's "Three Pure Realms", which can only be entered by chance when picking the Dao Fruit and impacting the realm.