The Heavens: Starting from the Monk of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 193 Lord Buddha's Chess Piece

After Luo Qingyang left Zhishou Temple, he immediately rushed towards the Xuankong Temple.

Although the name of Xuankong Temple sounds very tall, it is actually inside the crater.

The name of hanging in the sky is just a joke, they just live in a deep pit, on top of a giant mountain where the Buddha Lord's body turned into.

Luo Qingyang didn't know where Haotian was now, anyway, it must be right to go to the Xuankong Temple.

Even if Haotian can't be found, and the Xuankong Temple is destroyed by the way, that is also a merit.

If you want to say which unknowable place in this world is the most disgusting, it must be the group of bald donkeys in the Xuankong Temple.

They raised 300 million serfs in the deep pit of the Xuankong Temple, just like raising animals in captivity.

Those people have stayed in the deep pit all their lives, and they can't even absorb much sunlight.

Just because the Lord Buddha said that their ancestors were guilty when they arrested their ancestors, so they are here to atone for their sins from generation to generation.

These serfs believed in the Lord Buddha, but lived in dire straits, and brought majestic power of faith to the Xuankong Temple.

"Amitabha!"

Standing in front of the huge pit, Luo Qingyang silently recited a Buddha's name.

Boundless Zen power and Buddha spirit emanated from his body, shocking the entire Xuankong Temple.

In the sound of Amitabha, countless serfs turned their eyes to him.

They wake up like a dream, they seem to be enlightened, their dreams come true, and the gods descend.

They knelt down to Luo Qingyang, some had their foreheads smashed, and some fell to the ground. Everyone looked extremely devout in their eyes.

"The Buddha said that all living beings are equal. The sins caused by your ancestors have nothing to do with you. Since they are dead, you should go away. My Buddha is merciful and saves the world with a benevolent heart."

Luo Qingyang clasped his hands in front of him.

A six-foot-long golden body appeared behind him, like a real Buddha, and issued a declaration to pardon 300 million serfs.

He knew that it was extremely difficult to change the minds of the serfs in a short period of time, or in other words, it was impossible to do it in a lifetime.

That's why Luo Qingyang found another way, turning himself into a Buddha himself, using the Dharma to save all living beings and pardon their sins.

"True Buddha, can we really be forgiven?"

An older serf looked at Luo Qingyang above in disbelief.

In the endless Buddha's light, Luo Qingyang was the real Buddha in the hearts of these serfs, not those cultivating Buddha in Xuankong Temple.

"The Buddha said to put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately. Since you didn't pick up the butcher's knife, you were born to atone for the sins of your ancestors. Now that your sins have been fully paid off, you will naturally be forgiven by my Buddha Tathagata."

While Luo Qingyang was speaking, countless golden lotuses emerged from the ground and fell into the deep pit of the Xuankong Temple.

As countless golden lotuses covered the serfs' bodies, they felt the kindness of the Buddha one after another, and their hearts were filled with joy.

Compared with the wondrous method of Xuankong Temple, the Dafan Prajna brought by Luo Qingyang from the world of Jade Immortals is the real Buddhist inheritance.

"Who are you? You came to my Xuankong Temple to play wild."

At this moment, the monks at the Xuankong Temple found Luo Qingyang, with a hostile look on his face.

They still needed 300 million serfs to provide them with the power of faith to practice, but this guy wanted to let them go.

But judging from this guy's cultivation base, it is indeed traditional Buddhism. Could it be that there are other people who practice Buddhism in this world?

"The poor monk Qingyang, the nine-generation successor of Buddhism No.90, was ordered by the patriarch to guide and Zhunti, and came to kill you and other Buddhist outliers."

Luo Qingyang's body was full of golden light, and the golden body of Zhang Liu behind him slowly merged with him.

At this time, he was like a real Buddha, staring at the people in Xuankong Temple in front of him.

He is so powerful, but also so sacred, those scattered golden light, after being absorbed by people, can even make people feel refreshed.

What's more, some serfs' physical problems were cured under the baptism of Buddha's light.

"Amitabha!"

In the Hanging Temple above, he walked seven times in the world, and his face was particularly ugly.

Opening his mouth directly to say Amitabha, the closed-mouth meditation that he has practiced for many years, is like a wave that overwhelms the river, rushing towards Luo Qingyang.

Qi Nian has already recognized Luo Qingyang, isn't this person Luo Qingyang, the Supreme Elder of Jiange!
It was rumored that Luo Qingyang was still an elder of the academy, and once cut through the Qingxia with a single sword, killing more than 20 people.

If such a person could become a Buddha, he would have become a Buddha long ago. I just don't know where this kid learned the tricks of bluffing.

"Clang~"

A loud bang, like a bell striking, came from Luo Qingyang's body.

Under Qi Nian's silent meditation, Luo Qingyang's six-foot-long golden body was not harmed at all.

In the state of the golden body, his defensive power is still higher than the head of the lecture, so how can he be hurt by Qi Nian.

One must know that Luo Qingyang's Tianshu has already reached the middle level of the seven realms, and the Buddhist sect's cultivation has reached the lower level of Nirvana.

What's more, he was born with all the veins of the Buddha, and he was a born son of the Buddha.

On the contrary, the monks in Xuankong Temple looked like Xibei, just like Li Gui saw the real Li Kui.

"Qi Nian, you have sinned deeply, today the poor monk will judge you on behalf of the leader."

Luo Qingyang's flat tone announced the fate of Xuankong Temple today.

"Luo Qingyang, do you still want to destroy the Hanging Temple?"

Qi Nian's complexion changed suddenly.

He had almost guessed that the head lecturer hadn't returned yet, so he should have died in Chang'an City.

As for who made the move, apart from Luo Qingyang in front of him, there should be no one else.

"You guys blaspheme Buddhism, you should be punished!"

Luo Qingyang's face was slightly condensed, and he looked directly at all the monks in the Xuankong Temple. He wanted to send them all to hell.

At that time, the Xuankong Temple will be refined directly with the Good Fortune Immortal Cauldron, and there is no need to call the Beast God over.

"You deceive people too much!"

Qi Nian showed an angry look, and the monks from the Xuankong Temple around him began to recite scriptures on Foshan.

The sound of chanting scriptures, like Sanskrit sounds, entered the ears, seeming to confuse Luo Qingyang's mind.

The golden scriptures, suspended above Foshan, are sacred and solemn, and extremely miraculous.

Facing the chanting sound of Xuankong Temple, even ordinary experts of the seven realms would not dare to be careless.

However, Luo Qingyang was not affected by the scriptures at all, he himself practiced Buddhism, and reached the Nirvana state like the Buddha Lord of Xuankong Temple.

"Om! Wah! It! Pa! Mi! Hum!"

Luo Qingyang mobilized the spiritual energy in his whole body, and directly cast the six-syllable mantra, and the huge golden body of Zhang Liu was radiant.

He gave birth to lotus every step of the way, the sky was full of flowers when he spoke, and the Sanskrit sound of the avenue was faintly ringing, which was extremely sacred.

"Brother, isn't he really a Buddha?"

Looking at Qi Nian, Qi Mei was extremely shocked. This person's Buddhist and Taoist cultivation base may have already reached perfection.

Compared with the first lecture hall, it was much more superb. Among the great Sanskrit sounds, he faintly wanted to worship.

Some monks in Xuankong Temple had stopped chanting sutras and knelt down to Luo Qingyang, begging the Buddha for forgiveness.

"Idiot, he is here to destroy the Xuankong Temple, does it matter if he is a Buddha or not?"

Not to mention that Qimei was extremely surprised, he was at a loss, and even believed that Luo Qingyang was a Buddhist practitioner.

His practice of Buddhism and Taoism is even above the first seat of lectures, and he is probably at the same level as the Buddha Lord.

It is hard to imagine that there are such people in this world who are more like Buddhists than the monks in the Xuankong Temple.

"pia~"

Luo Qingyang squeezed his hands quickly, and patted Foshan in front of him with his huge Vajra Palm.

He walked under the Buddha's light, and every step he took stepped on the hearts of all living beings.

It wasn't until the giant golden palm swelled to hundreds or thousands of feet with the wind that it crashed into Foshan.

In the Xuankong Temple, the sound of chanting stopped abruptly, and the ground of Foshan was shaken, and the sky collapsed and the earth cracked.

Countless gravels rolled down from Foshan, but what is surprising is that they failed to hit any of the serfs.

On the entire Foshan, it seems to be bound by some kind of force. It is clear that everyone is in one place, but they have formed two different fields.

The Xuankong Temple at this time is like a concentric circle, with the monks of the Xuankong Temple in the center.

Luo Qingyang stood on the edge of the second floor, and countless serfs also stayed in this area.

The landslides and ground cracks inside the Xuankong Temple, like a magnitude [-] earthquake, buried countless monks alive inside.

The location of Luo Qingyang and the serfs is a piece of pure land, without a single piece of gravel falling in their area.

"pia~"

Luo Qingyang called softly, flipped his right hand, and suddenly a big hand covering the sky patted the Xuankong Temple from above.

Foshan, which was originally crumbling, fell apart instantly under his blow.

Countless gravels splashed, countless monks fell, and the Buddha Mountain, which was transformed from the body of the Buddha Lord, also turned into debris.

"Lord Buddha, I know you're not dead, so you're hiding inside the chessboard. Could it be that you don't even care about the life and death of Xuankong Temple in order to capture Haotian?"

Luo Qingyang looked at the platform that was still firm.

There is a peach tree there, under the peach tree is Buddha's chessboard, on which there is a chess game composed of two pieces of black and white, and he is waiting for Haotian to enter the pit.

However, after Haotian was knocked into the dust by his master, he hid from Luo Qingyang who was looking for her.

Not to mention the Buddha chessboard, there is not even a shadow of people now, and the collapse of the Hanging Temple is imminent, but the Buddha is quite tolerant.

"In that case, then I will directly refine you."

Luo Qingyang dispersed the six-foot-long golden body, and then summoned the Immortal Cauldron, a creation in the system's backpack, and pointed the mouth of the cauldron towards the Foshan of the Xuankong Temple.

Immediately, the Foshan transformed by Lord Buddha shrunk rapidly and flew into the Immortal Cauldron of Creation.

At the same time, a white light flew out of it quickly, turned into a long rainbow, and disappeared on the Xuankong Temple.

"Interesting, it turns out that you are hiding in Lord Buddha's chess pieces."

With a wave of Luo Qingyang's hand, the entire Foshan Mountain and the Buddha Lord's chessboard were put into the Immortal Cauldron of Creation.

He never expected that instead of going to Xiling, Haotian's avatar came to Xuankong Temple and hid in a pawn of the Buddha.

If Luo Qingyang hadn't wanted to take the entire Foshan away, Haotian would have kept it a secret.

Once Luo Qingyang leaves and Haotian finds an opportunity to return to the Kingdom of God, she will definitely destroy Luo Qingyang and Master.

Luo Qingyang put away the Immortal Cauldron of Creation, directly turned into a sword light, and chased after that white light.

As for Foshan and Buddha in the Immortal Cauldron of Creation, it is most important to catch Haotian now when he turns back to refine with Haotian.

He originally thought that it would be easy to deal with Haotian in the human world, he just went to the door directly.

As a result, this guy felt the power of his magic weapon, and kept avoiding Luo Qingyang, using the law of space to escape.

Luo Qingyang followed the signs of the law of space and chased him all the way.

However, he didn't dare to be careless, if Haotian set a trap for him, he might fall into the trap himself.

"Xianfengyun Taishu!"

Luo Qingyang shouted softly, and his speed increased again.

Haotian may have discovered that using the laws of space, he could not escape Luo Qingyang's pursuit, so he turned into a white light and flew at extreme speed, trying to get rid of Luo Qingyang several times.

If it wasn't for the critical moment, Luo Qingyang would have been thrown off by this fellow when he used the Immortal Wind and Cloud Physical Technique.

In the blink of an eye, Luo Qingyang realized that something was wrong.

Not only did Haotian not go to Zhishouguan, nor did he go to Tang country, but instead went straight to Jiange in the Southern Jin Dynasty.

(End of this chapter)