My Transformed System is Toxic

"Now Lingyang is not a place to stay for long."

Seeing that Wuya was unmoved, the old monk couldn't help saying:

"Didn't you always want to go outside the territory? Why don't you follow that true Buddha first..."

"If you follow that true Buddha, maybe it's better to stay in Lingyang, just like all Buddhist schools in the universe, it doesn't matter if you don't go."

Wuya stared at the figure of the real Buddha in the distance, his eyes could not hide his disappointment, he gathered up his white monk robe, chanted Buddhist scriptures silently, and closed his eyes after a long while:

"Master, you don't have to worry about me. Just leave. Although Ling Yang has changed, no one can hurt my life."

He was born unable to leave Lingyang, but he was born different from ordinary people. He can turn danger into good fortune in any situation. Under the Buddha's eyes, there is no way to hide all murderous intentions. His life will not be lost in this battle.

Hearing this, the light in Jingkong's eyes was dim, and the Wuya in front of him had become more and more unfamiliar to him these years. The little monk who didn't know the world at the time seemed to have completely disappeared in the past, and his Buddha nature was getting deeper.

This is naturally a good thing for Buddhist and Taoist monks, but for Jing Kong, it is a bit cold-hearted. He stopped talking, leaned on his Zen staff and gradually walked away, leaving behind nothing.

In addition to Wu Ya, there are also a small number of Buddhist monks who have not rushed to the side of the true Buddha. They don't want to leave Lingyang, their homeland.

"What exactly is Purdue sentient beings..."

Silently chanting a protective mantra for Master, Wu Ya opened his eyes again, looked at the back of Jing Kong leaving, and sighed softly.

The true Buddha comes, but he is only willing to accept people of Buddhist orthodoxy. How can such a narrow kindness or charity be called a true Buddha...

This undoubtedly makes the great good mentioned in the Buddhist scriptures a complete joke.

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The real Buddha sitting cross-legged in the distance seemed to have a feeling in his heart, and his eyes swept towards the phantom star field. At a glance, he didn't find anything unusual, but he saw the Ten Thousand Demon Ruler that was still suppressed in place, unable to move, and Demon Emperor Dust Heart.

"Ling Yang actually still has a great monster in the Divine Nether Realm!"

Seeing the Wanyao Ruler, the eyes of the True Buddha moved lightly, and he was greatly shocked. Seeing that the Wanyao Ruler was being suppressed at this moment, his heart moved even more. , and quietly pinched the Great Seal of Subduing Demons.

boom!
The monstrous Buddha's light erupted suddenly from the golden body, like a wave surging out of the golden sea, with billions of rays of light, shining like real fire in the sun.

The golden seal of subduing demons came to the world, and accompanied by the whispers of the true Buddha, it was impartial and fell straight to Chenxinluo.

Seeing this, Chen Xin's pupils shrank suddenly, his skin was blood-red, and the aura on his body continued to soar. He had already started to burn his blood, and displayed his own desperate skills, urging the Wan Yao Ruler, and at all costs, he wanted to Forcibly break the seal left by Meng.

However, all this was in vain, he could only watch helplessly as the Golden Seal of Conquering Demons approached him, and the Dao Flower that had just condensed was suppressed invisibly.

click -

Suddenly, the demon-subduing gold seal cracked halfway, and the shattered seal turned into Sanskrit sounds, manifesting phantoms of gods and Buddhas of various colors, flowing into the world.

"Ci'en, did you forget your mind in the cave when you left the gate? As soon as you entered the realm, you wanted to capture my demon saint, move our treasure, and treat my Lingyang demon clan as nothing..."

Three figures stood in front of Chen Xin, one of them was holding a star universe in his hand, he was wearing a plain gray gown, his face was chaotic, and there was only a pair of pupils, which were full of cold murderous intent at the moment:
"I almost misjudged the person just now. I thought it was some unseen master in Buddhism who made the move!"

Seeing these three figures, the real Buddha slowly withdrew his hands, put his palms together again, chanted the Buddha's name, and shook his head slightly:

"Ming Jun, I see this little guy in trouble, and I can't bear it, but I just want to help him, don't take the opportunity to make trouble."

"I'm too lazy to care about what kind of dirty things you pretend to be in your empty mind." Ming Jun's expression did not change, and he said coldly:
"I would like to advise you, this place is not Tianyuan. It is not difficult for me to kill you. During this great change, if you die in Lingyang, the master of Buddhism may not necessarily stand up for you."

Such merciless words made the atmosphere around him drop to freezing point for a while.

"Those who practice Taoism, that is, my disciples, come!"

Just when the scene was about to explode, a thunderclap exploded above the sky, and the clear light reflected the sky, which was half as dark as the golden light of Buddhism. The entrance of a cave opened slowly, rolling up a surging tide of spiritual power.

"It's Taishang Chengxiao of my Dao League!"

"Da Luo Daozu!"

In the originally silent giant city of the Southern Territory in the Illusory Star Territory, there was an uproar in an instant, and for a while, the light disappeared into the sky, like a long meteor, piercing through the nine days.

The moment the Taoist master appeared, the overwhelming Confucianism and Taoism sacred texts flowed into Lingyang from the starry sky, turning into a bridge between heaven and earth.

In the holy light condensed by the awe-inspiring spirit, an old man in his seventies walked out, dressed in a Confucian shirt, full of silver hair, with clear eyes and a hale and hearty spirit.

He reached into the void and took out a golden jade pen, took the boundless sea water as ink, and within a few breaths, he drew several magnificent palaces of literature in the void, which contained time and space, and he created a square with his hand raised. world:
"All my human races can come here to avoid disaster. After the mutation, come and go freely."

"This is not Yasheng, this is a Confucian and Taoist saint!"

"Thank you saint for your kindness!"

Hearing the holy words, the entire Illusory Starfield suddenly fell into a boil, and countless figures soared into the sky, rushing towards Wengong, even among the two veins of Buddhism and Taoism, some people who were originally unwilling to leave Lingyang also set off one after another. Come to this saint.

What Confucian and Taoist sages said, there will be no half lies, this is a rare chance to survive.

The arrival of two strong human races eased the atmosphere that had dropped to freezing point.

For Ming Jun, if the battle started rashly, these two strong men of the human race would definitely not hesitate to side with Ci'en.

Ming Jun turned around, looked at Chen Xin and the seal on Wan Yao Chi, his brows were slightly drawn together, feeling rather troublesome:

"When you first entered the divine world, you met the ruler face to face. I'm afraid you are the only one..."

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On a floating island, Ling Yu'an wore a filial belt on his forehead and was covered in plain clothes. He leaned against the simple gate and looked at the sky full of monks with a calm expression.

She held a piece of blood-colored jade pendant tightly in her palm. In the center of the jade pendant, a ray of blood was dancing like fireworks. Behind her was white silk hanging on the wall.

"Ancestor..."

While muttering to himself, a ray of purple light came from the sky and stopped in front of the gate. It was Chu Hanzhou wearing a purple-patterned python robe.

"You are Ling Yu'an?"

Looking at the blond woman leaning against the door, Chu Hanzhou's eyes froze slightly, and the strong cultivation level that was about to condense Dao fruit did not hide from his eyes.

Chu Hanzhou and Ling Qing belong to the same bloodline, and they have had many contacts. When Ling Yu'an was a child, he met her more than once. How could this little-known princess of the Ling family who had disappeared for decades have such a terrifying cultivation level? ?

"Xuan Wang Wanan."

Ling Yu'an's face turned pale, and Yili knelt down and kowtowed, thanking her for coming to her door to express her condolences.

"Is your name Ling Yu'an... or Ling Yang?"

Chu Hanzhou stood where he was before entering the door, looking at Ling Yu'an who was lying on the ground, his eyes became darker:
"How did Ling Qing die..."

Behind him, in a corner that Ling Yu'an couldn't see, a silver sword box slowly floated out, with three sky marks carved into the bones, and the sword energy contained in it had already begun to gather momentum.

"I'm Ling Yu'an... the ancestor died to save me."

Ling Yu'an got up slowly, and answered Chu Hanzhou's question directly, with an extremely low tone:

"Everything is wrong, it's all on me..."