The sermon begins with covering the sky

Chapter 652 Mining Education

"The formation is broken..." Zhou Tong watched the black mist dissipate, revealing the city full of cracks, then restrained his fisting intentions, and once again returned to his usual calm state.

He strode forward with a posture as if he was already the master of the entire Tianwu City.

However, in fact, it was almost the same. When Zhou Tong entered the city, all the high-level officials who had practiced the "God of War" in the entire city knelt down.Everyone knelt on the ground to welcome Zhou Tong's arrival.

Their beliefs have long been destroyed and reshaped by Zhou Tong's fist and fighting will, and what they visualized in their hearts has changed from that demon god to Zhou Tong.At this moment, Zhou Tong is the god they believe in.

As Zhou Tong walked on the avenue of Tianwu City step by step, he could easily feel the power of faith being continuously blessed on him.However, these powers of belief are still very mixed, once one's own thoughts are touched, one will feel polluted.

"The power of faith is indeed a taboo in this world... It is impossible to control the incense of faith without the "Future Wusheng Sutra"!" Zhou Tong was also a little speechless.

After really getting in touch with these beliefs, Zhou Tong understood that if he accepted these incense ideas wholeheartedly, his beliefs would be distorted and turned into a real God of War in their minds.

"The cultivation system in this world has a lot of disadvantages!" Feeling the power of faith, Zhou Tong sighed softly in his heart as he looked around at the Wuguidao monks whose beliefs had been destroyed and reshaped.

This kind of spiritual cultivation system emphasizes the "purity" of thoughts, but if a person's thoughts are too pure, what is the difference from a robot?

Humans are human because of their complexity.If you really want to get rid of these things, once you encounter something more powerful, you will easily succumb.

Just like these monks in Wu Gui Dao, Zhou Tong can easily rewrite the real God of War in their beliefs with his Dzogchen "God of War" and deify himself into their God of War.

Moreover, once this kind of belief is tampered with, he can hardly notice the change.

This is why their thoughts are too pure. If their thoughts are a little messy, they will be able to notice many problems naturally.

Zhou Tong walked forward step by step, and soon came to the Wugui Daoyu Wutong and the remnant monk Jingren of the Great Chan Temple.

"Wu Guidao Yu Wutong pays homage to God of War!!" Yu Wutong knelt down and saluted Zhou Tong.

Zhou Tong nodded slightly, and said, "From today onwards, Wugui Dao will be renamed 'Mine Sect'!"

The Jingren monk on the side twitched slightly, what a bad name, it's too earthy, it sounds like mining.

He subconsciously glanced at Zhou Tong, and thought to himself: "This human immortal must have discovered some treasure in the Manghuang Continent, so he directly subdued us and let us dig for him!"

"Yes!" At this moment, almost all of Yu Wutong's mind and soul thoughts are controlled by Zhou Tong, and there is no room for resistance at all. Of course, he will not resist, because in his heart, Zhou Tong is the God of War he visualizes every day.

Zhou Tong signaled him to stand aside, then looked at a big monk beside Yu Wutong.

"Monk Jingren?" Zhou Tong looked at this person and opened his mouth.

"Amitabha, I didn't expect there to be such a number one person in the world!" Monk Jingren uttered the Buddha's chant, with some surprises and sighs in his voice.

Zhou Tong's eyes swept over Monk Jingren, and finally fell on the large bag he was carrying.

The material of this pocket looks a bit strange, it is neither silk nor linen, it looks like leather, but it is not any kind of animal skin.And if you look closely, it's almost like human skin, and it's also the skin of a human fairy with no pores.

Similarly, this big bag is tightly bound by a rope, and this rope is not made of ordinary silk and hemp, but the tendons of some kind of creature, it seems that it is not the tendons of animals, but the tendons of humans.

At the same time, a trace of huge pure yang power faintly escaped from the pocket.

This pocket is surprisingly the Qiankun cloth bag that contains the legacy of the Great Zen Temple! !

Zhou Tong continued: "Monk Jingren, you should know why I am looking for you by now!"

"Haha, I, Jingren, have been hiding in the Manghuang Continent since the Great Zen Temple was destroyed and I escaped to heaven. I hid for 20 years, but I didn't expect that someone would come to my door!" Monk Jingren said at this moment. Sadness came from his heart, and he couldn't help laughing out loud.

But although his laughter was a little heroic and dry, it seemed very desolate and sad, as if a hero who had swallowed mountains and rivers had come to an end, which made those who heard it cry.

"Being approached by a human immortal today is considered to be the end of my endurance. But don't you hear that it is better to be broken than to be broken? Let me see the real combat power of a human immortal today!"

While the monk Jingren was laughing wildly, he suddenly pushed out his palm, and his whole body was as powerful as a giant dragon and giant elephant.

"Dragon Elephant Seal!"

What Monk Jingren displayed is the unique technique of the Great Chan Temple——Dragon Elephant Seal.During the transformation of his fists, it seemed that a giant dragon and a giant elephant were constantly changing, with infinite power.

This is Monk Jingren's all-out blow. The cassock on his body was bulged up by this terrifying power, and his whole body has grown by half out of thin air. It looks like a guardian deity in Buddhism.

However, as soon as this blow came out, it stopped abruptly.

Zhou Tong didn't make a move at all, just glanced at him, and suppressed the invincible fist that dominated the current situation, and immediately suppressed Monk Jingren out of breath.All his movements and blood were instantly suppressed by Zhou Tong.

"You..." Monk Jingren just wanted to speak, but he seemed to have sensed something, showing a shocked expression, he no longer resisted, but let Zhou Tong come to him, and took away the universe that he regarded as his life Cloth bag.

"Yu Wutong, take me to the City Lord's Mansion!" Zhou Tong got what he wanted, directly withdrew his fist, and at the same time gave instructions to the side.

"Yes!!" Yu Wutong immediately walked up to Zhou Tong in small steps and led the way.

And after Monk Jingren stood up again, there was a trace of shock in his eyes: "That's right, this fisting intention, this fisting intention is exactly the same as Uncle Yinyue!! It's the "Now Tathagata Sutra"! He turned out to be me! The successor of the Great Zen Temple!!"

"It's saved! The Great Zen Temple is saved! A human immortal is alive, and there is hope for rebuilding the Great Zen Temple!!" Monk Jingren suppressed the excitement in his heart and roared in his heart.

But what followed, he was full of worry: "But unfortunately, it's not the "Past Amitabha Sutra", and I don't know whether he is the successor of the Great Zen Temple, or he got the "Now Tathagata Sutra" by chance, or Is it someone who has worked hard and snatched the "Now Tathagata Sutra"?"

"No, it can't be someone who is a big boss. If he was a big boss, he should have killed me a long time ago." Monk Jingren woke up from the excitement, but his heart was in a mess.

He couldn't figure out what the immortal in front of him wanted to do.

(End of this chapter)