God of Fast Transmigration, don't run away

Chapter 122 Which is Stronger in Comprehension Technology 18
The more it thought about it, the more it felt that this was the case, while Hong Zhao watched it perform quietly, and it really didn't know how it was done, how could the god become such a second-classer?

When the first rays of dawn came, the little monk Mi came to call them.

Bodhicitta is about to mature.

When they arrived, the great monk was there, and when he saw Hong Zhao, he nodded slightly and performed the Buddhist salute with one hand.

A few were waiting there, and the veins on the Bodhi tree became more obvious. Each of its leaves seemed to glow with golden light, continuously delivering energy to the heart.

Only an explosion was heard, the sky was bright, and a red sun rose from the east.

The bodhi heart was also severed from the veins of the whole tree, and the golden light quickly restrained, then slowly shrank, becoming the size of a seed, and was taken into the hands of the great monk.

He put it in a jade box, clasped his hands together, bowed to the Bodhi tree, and then handed the box to Hong Zhao.

"This is bodhicitta."

Hong Zhao took it, stretched out her hand to pick up the seed, and looked at it under the sunlight. Suddenly, she smiled at the big monk, threw the seed in her hand, hit the little monk Mi, and turned into a poisonous mist.

The little monk Mi wailed in the poisonous mist, and then transformed into his true form, he was a demon cultivator.

The great monk only calmly watched the demon cultivator turn into a puddle of pus and blood in the poisonous mist, and then smiled strangely at Hong Zhao.

"Azhao, you are still so smart."

After he finished speaking, Hong Zhao's sword energy had already been cut, and his weird smile was still maintained. With a flash of black light, he turned into a small wooden figure and fell to the ground.

"It's the ten-thousand-year soul wood of the demons."

Lian Tian jumped down from the stove and gestured around the small piece of wood.

"Strange, how can there be a ten thousand year soul tree in this world? Doesn't it only grow in the devil world?"

He pulled the soul wood grill into the stove, and said, "Girl, you probably don't need this thing, so give it to the old man."

Hong Zhao ignored him, and directly used her three-style swordsmanship, and a Yin-Yang diagram loomed in midair. In the center of the diagram, there was a small golden sword condensed in the ice, ready to go, and there were big stars floating around.

"break!"

The black and white sword energy intertwined and cut towards the bodhi tree, the entire Buddhist world seemed to shake, and the surrounding time seemed to speed up all of a sudden.

One after another phantoms appeared in it, the bodhicitta matured, the demons appeared, all the monks in the temple were killed, and the entire Buddhist congregation was slaughtered.

In the end, the picture stays on a handsome pale man, his blood-red eyes seem to be looking at Hong Zhao through the void.

"Azhao, I'm waiting for you in the Demon Realm."

He raised a smile, his pale face turned a little rosy, and his lips were bright red, as if he was thirsty for blood.

The whole illusion shook for a while and finally shattered, revealing the true appearance of the Buddhist world here.

Pieces of black demonic energy overflowed all around, and some monks fell to the ground, blood flowing on the ground like water.

The huge linden tree has been uprooted, its branches withered, and it seems that all its spiritual energy has been exhausted.

It is the guardian tree of the Buddhist world. Its existence not only allows the Buddhists to practice Zen and enlightenment, enlighten their minds, but also illuminate all injustices in the world like a bright mirror.

Everything that the demons invaded the Buddhist world was recorded by it, but the demons used the phantoms it recorded to reverse the time.

Trying to mislead Hong Zhao and the others, perhaps not only misleading, they also want to kill Qilin.

Hongzhao stands at the highest point of the temple, where he can see all the scenery of the Buddhist world.

Sanhua was released to devour the magic energy.

Rong An was arranged to bury these monks and teach them to be good, but it was not a burial, but a cremation.

It used spells to transport all the corpses to the high platform in front of the hall, opened its mouth and sprayed out a cloud of karmic fire, and all the corpses were instantly reduced to ashes.

It started to rain lightly in the sky, and it seemed to be washing away the blood.

The mountains in the distance are green again, the water is green again, a thin layer of white mist rises, and the people of the past are gone forever.

There were bells ringing, and some elves from the Buddhist world came down the mountain. They rang the bell and knocked on the wooden fish. The sound was intermittent and without rhythm, as if they were mourning those who passed away.

After Sanhua came back after devouring the demonic energy, her body swelled up. When she heard these Sanskrit sounds, she couldn't help but spit out the seven-tone flute and play it in harmony with the sounds of the elves' bells.

At the end of the song, everything was silent, three flowers appeared from the flute, and there was a golden lotus blooming on the snake's head, which surprised Lian Tian.

"This, this, this! It has actually enlightened to Buddhism!"

Sanhua spit out the snake letter, the original black snake letter now has a golden light inside, very eye-catching.

"Owner."

"Well, go and see if there are any Zen music classics suitable for you, take it and read." Hong Zhao nodded its snake head and said warmly.

Watching Sanhua leave, Liantian stood on the small stove, "Girl, did you know this a long time ago?"

Hong Zhao shook his head, "I don't know."

"Then how did you see that there is a problem here?" Liantian was puzzled. After all, those demons cooperated with the illusions recorded by the Bodhi tree. That's all.

"When I first entered this world, I was also deceived. Until I saw those believers."

"What's wrong? I don't think anything is wrong."

"They were too calm, and they didn't show any curiosity or joy towards outsiders like us, as if they turned a blind eye." Hong Zhao shook his head, as long as he was alive, he would have emotions, no matter how calm he was, how well he concealed them.

"Also, do you remember the old man fishing under the big willow tree by the lake?"

"Remember, is there a problem?" Lian Tian smacked his tongue. Now the little girls in the God Realm are so observant?

"He was wearing a coir raincoat, but it was sunny and hot at that time, and there was not even a drop of rain."

"But, what if the house is used for shading?"

Hong Zhao glanced at him with a half-smile, "He's sitting under the big willow tree, the weather is so hot, if it were you, would you be fishing in a thick coir raincoat?"

"Eh..." Lian Tian was speechless.

"Wow, what is this?"

Hearing Rong An's exclamation, Hong Zhao and Lian Tian looked at each other and rushed over immediately.

It was only discovered in the past that this unicorn was staring blankly at dozens of colorful beads in a pile of ashes on the ground.

The beads are round and square, long and flat, and they shine.

"This is the relic of the Buddha's cultivation." Lian Tian said, it was a pity that it was of no use to him.

"Can I eat?" Rong An asked.

Hong Zhao slapped the head, "I can't eat it."

"Oh." It was still a little angry, and turned its head to the other side, disliking Hong Zhao for not telling it the truth before.

However, seeing that Hongzhao ignored it and only focused on observing the relics, it still rushed over.

"What's so good about these, are the scales of Master You beautiful?"

Hong Zhao glanced at it and smiled, "No, but it's more useful than your scales."

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