The clear and bright Buddha's light filled the entire sky, bringing boundless purity and freedom. In Qi Wuhuo's Dharma Eyes and Heavenly Eyes, he could glimpse a few ripples. The large patches of clear Buddha's light were actually formed by countless threads coming together. Each ray of Buddha's light possessed extremely strong power, enough to pierce through a mountain range in an instant, or destroy a town on earth.

And now large numbers are coming.

The Taoist in the blood-red robe wanted to destroy the [Landara Monastery] which was loyal to Buddha in one fell swoop. Even if the Buddhas wanted to be "tolerant", they could not tolerate such bloody killings. They would not let this Taoist who suddenly appeared pull out this [nail], so they took action.

Countless Buddha lights gathered and transformed into a vague image of Buddha in the western sky. His body was as clear as glass, and he put his hands together, showing a swastika. He then chanted a Buddhist name that shook the heavens and the earth. He stood his left hand upright in front of his chest and released his right hand, with his five fingers slightly opened, pressing down towards the Taoist in front of him who was wearing a blood-red Taoist robe.

boom!!!

It seemed as if he was under an incomparable pressure.

The previously raging sea of ​​blood that seemed to devour the sky and the earth collapsed downwards!

Layer upon layer, it almost becomes substance.

The many living Bodhisattvas and monks on the opposite side all had expressions of fanatical devotion, and the Taoist's robe fluttered like clouds, and he felt an incomparably huge power. After all, this body was only at the level of "True Lord", and his foundation was the Five Qis Chao Yuan True Lord formed by the Taiyi Gong body. Although that power was not the grand avenue that Qi Wuhuo himself demanded, it was still his own power after all.

This body is the body of a True Lord, stained with the color of a sea of ​​blood, and achieved through the practice of transforming one Qi into the Three Pure Ones.

Although there was a great momentum, it had already poured out in the instant just now and turned into an ocean; at this moment, the Buddha took advantage of the moment when Qi Wuhuo's aura and momentum fell from the peak, and suddenly attacked, coming across the air, almost replicating the previous battle, but the one who took advantage of the momentum before was Qi Wuhuo, but now he turned into the Buddha.

Under the strong pressure, the heartbeat was extremely dull, which meant that the person coming was also gathering strength.

Use Buddha to suppress the true master.

To attack the unintentional with intention.

I'm afraid that when the blood sea flooded Nalanda, he had already noticed it, but just sat there and watched the monks who believed in this Buddha die in this battle, and did nothing. He didn't take action until the blood sea slowed down a little. He was so patient and so ruthless. The bodhisattva put his hands together, his body was filled with the pure colors of Buddha's light, and chanted the Buddha's name, saying: "Namo Shanle Zizai Yin Guangming Tathagata!"

Reciting it once can eliminate the sins of birth and death for five hundred thousand million kalpas!

"Good, good—"

The low sound was like thunder.

Just when he was about to press down on the Taoist, the Taoist in the blood-red robe seemed to have given up. He sheathed the sword with both hands, lowered his eyes, and did not resist, but he looked unrestrained and calm.

At this moment, something strange happened suddenly!

Towards the capital of the human world, a boundless and sharp energy rose into the sky.

Pointing directly to this Buddha!

…

A moment ago.

When the Buddha's light disappeared, the Taoist who was drinking tea with Li Zhai in the prince's mansion in the capital city raised his eyes slightly and looked into the distance. Li Zhai had asked thousands of times before, wanting to know what the method that Qi Wuhuo mentioned to solve the great seal of the Buddhist Garbha-dhatu was, but this Taoist just drank tea, smiled and said nothing, as if he was distracted while reading.

Li Zhai was quite troubled before.

Seeing this Taoist taking action, he was surprised and delighted for a moment, and joked in a familiar tone:

"Ahaha, you finally stopped being a wooden man in front of me and showed me some expression."

"Hahaha, this is so rare!"

"But, you suddenly looked over there, is there something there?"

While joking, Li Zhai turned around and looked in the direction Qi Wuhuo was looking at. He saw that the place was filled with clouds and the sea was calm. There seemed to be a faint clear golden light above the clouds, just like the morning glow at dawn.

Um?!

Golden Dawn?!

Li Zhai immediately realized that something was wrong.

He was an experienced warrior, and he had destroyed temples and killed Buddhas along the way. He was murderous and had many dealings with Buddhism. In addition, 90% of the fortune in the world was tied to him at this moment. His fate was very similar to that of the ancient overlords and founding emperors. Because of his "dictatorial and independent" nature, he was even three times more domineering and powerful.

Based on his experience and feedback from human destiny, Li Zhai immediately recognized the true form of the golden cloud.

“Buddha’s light?!”

There was a trace of blood in his eyes, and he held the sword, but because the Buddha's light was still quite far away from here, at least a hundred miles away, he did not move. The Taoist suddenly said, "How many people have been killed by the mighty king's sword?"

Li Zhai raised his eyebrows and said, "Just call me Li Zhai."

Then he took the sword off and placed it on the table. It was a broadsword with an extremely sharp blade. It was extremely plain, without any dragon or phoenix carvings, but it had a bloody and sharp smell. Li Zhai said:

"Since I set out on the expedition to the frontier, this sword has always been with me. I have traveled all the way across the nine provinces, beheaded generals of enemy countries, demons and immortals of demon tribes, killed monks and Taoists, cut off the head of Emperor Wenzong, and pierced the heart of nobles."

"This will be an ominous sword."

He smiled and sighed, "Those who cultivate the destiny of humanity will never be able to live forever. This is the mercy of the first emperor of humanity, mercy for the people, and mercy for us. But after I die, I'm afraid this sword will haunt me. At that time, perhaps I will have to hand it over to you, Taoist priest."

He let go of his hand and asked with a smile, "Master, do you want this sword?"

"yes."

"Just borrowing it for a while."

"Let me ask you, has the sword of King Mighty ever drunk the blood of the Buddha?"

"That's not the case." Li Zhai smiled warmly.

"Then it will be ready soon."

The Taoist put down his whisk and stretched out his right hand, holding up the sword. This military sword began to ripple and glow, and gradually floated into the air.

It seems that the wind is rising.

The Taoist's sleeves and hems fluttered slightly, his eyes looked forward, and in an instant they locked onto himself in the blood-colored Taoist robe. The young Taoist whispered in his heart, but it seemed as if it was a joint whisper between this body and the incarnation of Yuan Xue Yuan Jing.

"The sun is like nature, the moon is life, and the clouds and water are like energy veins, moving back and forth without stopping."

It is the most basic mantra of Taoism and also the core essence of Taoism's supreme magical power to control the heavens and the earth.

At this moment, the Yuan Qi is here, and the Yuan Jing is there, and they are all me.

Between the two sides, it stretches for hundreds of miles, with the energy flowing like the wind and the water vapor rising into the clouds.

Enter my meridians!

At this moment, the part between Qi Wuhuo's two bodies of the Three Pure Ones seemed to have turned into the qi channels in his body, and part of it was mobilized and used to display the iconic magical powers of the Taoist emperor level. The qi in his body flowed like thunder, and the qi wrapped around the sword. The young Taoist exhaled slightly, and his qi flowed like thunder.

"Go ahead."

A sword whistled and vibrated.

The sword soared into the sky, with powerful sword energy that could penetrate hundreds of miles!

Just as the Buddha's palm was pressing down towards the Taoist in the blood-red robe, it suddenly stopped. The Taoist in the blood-red robe tilted his head slightly, and a majestic and domineering sword came from the capital. Without any hesitation, it flew directly across the cheek of the Taoist in the blood-red robe with incomparable precision. The Taoist's black hair danced wildly, but he did not move, his face was cold, and he had an indescribable confidence and domineering.

It seemed as if he had already known that the sword was coming!

The sword came from behind with a mighty force like thunder, and the sword energy moved the wind and clouds, yet it was so light and calm.

There wasn't even the slightest ripple or fluctuation in the expression on his face.

The sword instantly pierced through layers of void and nailed onto the Buddha's heart in just a moment.

The boundless and clear Buddha's light condensed in the air for a moment and no longer flowed.

The gaze of Namo Shanle Zizaiyin Guangming Tathagata froze, and then suddenly lifted up, moving away from the Taoist priest who was wearing a blood-red Taoist robe and had a calm and domineering air, and instantly looked towards the capital city of the human world, and saw a young Taoist priest who was wearing a clean Taoist robe and had a gentle expression standing there quietly.

That pair of eyes was different from the one of the Blood Sea Taoist next to him, who was filled with endless murderous intent and murderous aura.

As gentle as jade, without the slightest murderous aura or ripples, yet seemingly able to see through the vast distance, he stared at Namo Shanle Zizaiyin Guangming Tathagata, who had a majestic aura, but at this moment, he felt faintly daunted. He spoke in a low voice, slowly muttering to himself: "Taishang Xuanwei..."

"The True Martial Demon."

The sword that pierced his heart was made of just ordinary iron, but it condensed countless killings and the nodes of several huge changes and changes in fortune in the human world over the past hundred years. In the human world, this ordinary sword was like the strongest magic weapon, and it was specifically used to restrain Buddhism and Taoism.

The more prosperous the fortune of the world, the stronger this sword will be!

At this moment, Li Zhai's luck was almost unrivaled. This sword was enough to suppress the Buddha's magical power, causing his Buddha light to stagnate and lose its purity and freedom. Namo Shanle Zizaiyin Guangming Tathagata put his hands together, but before he could speak, the Taoist's voice had already fallen from the nine heavens, saying: "This is the human world, Buddha, please leave."

Namo Shanle Zizaiyin Guangming Tathagata’s expression paused slightly.

Buddha, please retreat?

You, the Taoist, just came here to take advantage of the situation. Do you want me to retreat just by saying "retreat"? !

What's the reason?!

He clasped his hands together and looked at the Taoist from the capital. He was about to speak, but the Taoist opened his right hand slightly and his whisk turned into a stream of light. He just swept it and put it on his arm. Then he walked out lightly. He took only one step and suddenly there was a rumbling thunder in the air, roaring in all directions. A mysterious cause and effect and change of qi fell on the Buddha's heart.

He suddenly had a terrifying feeling. His telepathy, extinction-alluring and other supernatural powers began to flow. Images vaguely appeared before his eyes. His spirit instinctively reminded and warned him.

This Taoist walked out of the capital.

Is it equivalent to escaping the great catastrophe of the human race? !

What exactly is this person's power? !

Why did he have such a feeling of being almost unattached to external things? This catastrophe in the human world was equivalent to a quagmire. When people stepped into it, it was like falling into a swamp. Their bodies would just keep sinking deeper and deeper. The more they struggled, the deeper they would sink, until there was no chance to breathe at all.

But this Taoist priest seemed to be able to come out at any time if he wanted to.

In the eyes of Namo Shanle Zizaiyin Guangming Tathagata, this Taoist is burdened with great fortune and great calamity. If he comes out, the fortune of the world and the human race will seem to drop directly to a level, and some possibilities in the future will be delayed by at least a thousand years. But because of this, the momentum of this Taoist leaving the city will be like thunder, unstoppable!

Just a slight guess can be made that it was as grand and majestic as the time when he rode the green bull down the mountain.

At least it's hard to stop.

After staring blankly for a long time, Namo Shanle Zizaiyin Guangming Tathagata clasped his hands together and slowly said in front of the incredulous eyes of the Bodhisattvas:

"……good."

I retreat.

The Bodhisattva was stunned: "Buddha?!"

Namo Shanle Zizaiyin Guangming Tathagata forced out the sword from his heart.

The ordinary sword fell, and the sharp tip of the sword was stained with light golden blood. It slowly retreated, like a stream of light, and withdrew from the border of the Shenwu Dynasty in the human world. It stood at the border, in the wind and sand outside the Great Wall. The Taoist looked in the direction of the Buddha and continued to take the second step outside. The energy was intertwined and roared like thunder.

When he opened his mouth, his voice seemed to stretch for thousands of miles, all the way to the border, and he said:

"Buddha—"

The sound rolled back and forth. As a True Lord, he already possessed boundless magical powers.

This sound came from the sky, leaving the soldiers at the border at a loss, and caused the wind to blow across the desert, causing the grass and trees to fall down.

"Retreat another ten thousand miles."

"?!!!"

“Taishang Xuanwei, you!!!”

Namo Shanle Zizaiyin Guangming Tathagata’s heart was filled with anger.

The Taoist did not answer, but took the third step.

The overwhelming force is pressing down.

Namo Shanle Zizaiyin Guangming Tathagata turned around without hesitation.

Retreat violently.

In front of the [Nalanda Monastery], the monks and Bodhisattvas who saw the Buddha coming and going without hesitation seemed to have their faith collapsed. The Taoist in the blood-red robe raised his eyes slightly, looking at the remaining monks in front of him, looking at these temples, and this big nail that was nailed into the destiny of the world.

At this time, there were still some monks who were fanatical about Buddhism but had no ability to recognize themselves.

At this moment, he kept picking up various books and scrolls, chanting Buddhist scriptures, mumbling in a somewhat crazy tone, and said:

"We can die, but the Dharma lineage of our Buddha cannot be cut off!"

"No! No!"

Qi Wuhuo stretched out his hand and grabbed a Buddhist scripture, which talked about the Buddhist Dharma and the method of cultivating some kind of supernatural powers. In addition to the monks who picked up these scriptures, there were also monks who wanted to protect the Buddha statues. The sea of ​​blood devoured them according to cause and effect. These monks did not die, but were identified by the sea of ​​blood. These were just fools who were carried away by their fanaticism.

The rest of the Vajra Arhats and Bodhisattvas have all turned into part of the sea of ​​blood.

Qi Wuhuo had discussed Buddhism with Medicine Buddha before, so he knew the profound meaning of Buddhism. But seeing such enthusiasm at this moment, the murderous aura disappeared, and only a sense of sadness as a bystander remained.

"It's pitiful, sad, hateful and lamentable."

He loosened his grip, letting the book fall into the sea of ​​blood, and then took half a step forward. The boundless sea of ​​blood rolled up and turned into a raging fire, engulfing the entire [Nalanda Monastery], the Buddhist scriptures, the secret volumes of magical powers, and the statues of Buddha that were either compassionate or gentle. The old Bodhisattva and the last monks tried frantically to rescue them.

The old Bodhisattva was furious and used his last magical power. The clear Buddha light turned into a large handprint and pressed down on the Taoist in the blood-colored robe, but it shattered in an instant. The Taoist asked calmly, "Buddhist handprint?"

He waved his sleeves and removed the Buddha's light.

Then he casually made a hand seal to spell.

The Bodhisattva scolded: "How can you, evil demons, know our boundless Buddhist teachings?!" Before the voice fell, Buddha's light emanated from the Taoist's palm. The Bodhisattva's expression froze, and the Taoist said calmly: "I also know Buddhist teachings."

"You, how could you possibly..."

The Taoist looked at the scriptures and Buddha statues burning in the bloody flames in front of him, held his sword, paced forward, and said calmly:

"If you see me through your eyes, if you seek me through your voice."

"Such people follow the evil path and cannot see the Tathagata."

"Destroying Buddha statues will reveal the Buddha's appearance."

"All [conditioned phenomena] are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, and shadows; like dew and lightning, they should be viewed in this way."

"To destroy supernatural powers is to see the Buddha's teachings."

The Taoist destroyed the Buddha statue and burned the supernatural powers, but it seemed to be in line with the Buddhist teachings. The Bodhisattva was stunned and watched the Taoist holding the sword and stepping on the sea of ​​blood. The blood sea was clear and the flames were soaring into the sky. It burned the temples. In the killing, there was actually the mystery of Buddhism. However, because of the foundation of the sea of ​​blood, it was extremely evil. The Bodhisattva's body paused slightly and his eyes were blank.

Seeing the sea of ​​blood as clear as Buddha's light, he seemed to have realized something, as if he had gained something. He subconsciously put his hands together and murmured:

"…Mercury and cinnabar are ostentatious and can blind people, so they are not helpful to the path. And gold and silver, although they are called precious treasures, are made of external dust and are not originally from the inside. So think about it, all the external things, whether they are superior or inferior, or neither superior nor inferior, whether they are one or many, or neither one nor many, are not worthy of being called this special benefit."

"My whole body, from the heart, muscles, lungs and liver inside to the hair, skin and nails outside, is born with blood, grows with blood, and continues to mature, grow old and die with blood."

"All living things love blood very much. All living things love blood very much!"

This Bodhisattva seemed to have been paranoid for a long time, and at this moment he was chanting a very evil Buddhist teaching, as if he was converting to the Taoist who had walked across the sea of ​​blood in front of him. The other monks, led by this Bodhisattva, also began to chant this evil Buddhist teaching.

The sea of ​​blood is surging and the fire is burning all living things.

Boundless evil.

Boundless purity.

If he wishes, he can immediately bring these monks and bodhisattvas, as well as this Nalanda Temple with grand rituals prepared, under the command of the Blood Sea lineage and rebuild the Blood Sea power.

The Taoist swept the sword in his hand, and all the evil monks and Bodhisattvas died.

The evil chanting sound suddenly stopped.

Whether you are fanatical and do not know good from evil, or you know evil but still do it, if you do something, you will have to pay the price.

There is blood under the Buddha's light, and under this sea of ​​blood, there is indeed a clear and transparent heart of Tao.

The temple that carried ambitions and goals for a very long time slowly collapsed in flames. The Taoist wanted to take those innocent people away, but just as the temple was completely destroyed, Qi Wuhuo suddenly sensed a familiar and faint breath. He was startled for a moment, and then quickly rushed into the temple.

In the temple, behind the collapsed and broken Buddha statue, there was actually a hole, and in the hole, there was a monk.

He was meditating with his hands clasped together and his eyes closed. His face looked sad and familiar, and his body was bound by chains with golden light wrapped around them.

There is no doubt that it is imprisoned by the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas.

Qi Wuhuo's expression changed slightly, and he said the name of the imprisoned monk in his mind:

"Light up the lantern?!"