I can't be a demon

"you do not say."

"When the things are delivered to Da Ci'en Temple, there will naturally be new horses..."

Before the guard finished speaking, he seemed to be aware of the strong energy and blood, "Stop for a moment, there is a good horse with strong energy and blood nearby. It will be worth a lot of money after being made and sold to the Great Ci'en Temple."

The escorts were overjoyed, and they quickly took out a complete horsehide. The inside was dripping with blood, as if it had just been peeled off.

The four old horses neighed, a bit like people wailing.

At this moment.

Smoke and dust filled the air, and the mountain wind whipped up out of thin air.

The escort shuddered and opened the curtain to look at the other end of the official road.

In the smoke and dust, a figure more than two meters tall stepped out slowly, his robes stained with blood, as if the actual blood was distorting the air.

"He is a good breeder." The escort saw the Buddha statue behind Shen Lian again, "What a pity, he is a monk from Daci'en Temple."

He said unwillingly: "Let it go."

"The head of the family, but..."

"There's nothing good about it." The head guard was about to scold the escort, but his expression was stunned when he suddenly realized that the figure in the distance was missing.

His expression suddenly changed and he hurriedly picked up a string of Buddhist beads.

"Master, keep your hands! I am a lay disciple of Daci'en Temple!!"

But it was too late.

Boom.

Shen Lian fell from the sky and landed heavily on his right foot. The carriage was torn into pieces, and spider web-like cracks spread for thousands of meters. Almost no one was spared.

Only the escort head barely survived and lay on the ground twitching with serious injuries.

Shen Lian noticed that the appearance of the bodyguard's head was extremely strange. It looked a bit solemn and his facial features were similar to the Golden Chanzi Buddha statue.

"I...I have received enlightenment from the Living Buddha and am a lay disciple."

"What does it have to do with me?"

Shen Lian punched out, and the dart's head was completely lifeless.

The weight of the Buddha statue reached four thousand kilograms, and Shen Lian turned it into three meters in order not to be affected, and then took the initiative to run towards the tea shop.

When I first met the stall run by the couple, the pungent smell hit my face.

Business is getting more and more prosperous.

The tea guest stared at the boiling pot with greed in his eyes.

Greasy steam rose, and the couple stirred the cauldron with wooden sticks. Unknown things were simmering in it, attracting countless flies.

Like the escort heads, their facial features also possess the majestic appearance of treasures.

Shen Lian's face was expressionless, and the bone blade at his waist was slightly unsheathed.

Clang!

The edge flashed past.

The tea shop collapsed, and the tea guests who had returned to their senses were horrified. They all looked at the overturned cauldron, and then couldn't help but retched.

Shen Lian's ankles sank into the soil, and the killing intent boiled in his heart.

Evil and crooked methods keep appearing in front of you, and the official way comes all the way. Except for the cannibal monsters, there are scenes of people eating people.

The Yingke Temple in the third reincarnation was empty.

Neither the old monk's body nor the so-called demon was seen. Every reincarnation is full of variables that cannot be predicted based on experience alone.

Shen Lian did not know how many times he drew the sword. The Buddha statue on his back was as heavy as Mount Tai. His body was over four meters tall, and he even felt numb.

"What was the situation like in the Tang Dynasty thousands of years ago?"

It wasn't until the Buddha's light touched his face that he was brought back from his thoughts.

There was a Buddha statue that attracted the Buddha's light, and Shen Lian walked towards the city gate smoothly, but every step made the ground shake and cracks spread.

When he entered the capital, the people noticed that the statues on their backs gave way.

Shen Lian didn't need to use the magical power of food supplements. People all over the city were pretending to be little white dragons, and they were maintaining their identities consciously or unconsciously.

How to say it.

The false memories created by Xiao Bailong's body in the depths of the underworld are like a drama, a drama starring countless of himself.

Over time, all the little white dragons have become accustomed to their respective identities.

They even forget their original origins and live among them like zombies.

Some little white dragons also have a solemn treasure appearance, generally have higher moral standards, have luxurious clothes, and hold high positions in the third reincarnation.

At first glance, it looks like there are dozens of Buddha statues placed in the crowd.

Shen Lian couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

"The Tang Dynasty a thousand years ago should not be as exaggerated as I recall, but the form is probably the same. The little white dragon's body is expressing something."

"Before the catastrophe of heaven and earth comes, those who do evil will become a Buddha!!!"

Most of the people with solemn treasures are in high positions or practice evil ways. They seem to be getting closer to the Buddha through evil deeds.

Shen Lian's hair stood on end, it was hard to imagine the horror of the twenty-seventh year of Zhenguan.

Heaven has no time to care about the mortal world, the order of the three realms has collapsed, demons are out of control, and a plague called the True Scripture is sweeping across the world of Journey to the West.

It's definitely a crazy world.

"What is the meaning of Xiao Bailong maintaining false memories of a thousand years ago?"

Shen Lian didn't know the reason, but it must be related to Jin Chanzi. If he could figure it out, he would definitely be able to get a glimpse of the truth about the calamity of heaven and earth.

He walked along the streets and alleys to the gate of Da Ci'en Temple.

Daci'en Temple has been built into a residential area thousands of years later. Now it is like a Buddhist kingdom on earth, with at least twelve Buddhas descended.

The weight of the Jin Chanzi Buddha statue has been drastically reduced, returning to the ordinary material used in the first reincarnation.

The Twelve Buddhas are scattered in various temples and are not in contact with the outside world. The doors and windows are closed, with forbidden charms attached, and are worshiped by a large number of disciples.

Two monks were waiting for Shen Lian in advance and waved their hands to indicate entering the temple.

"Buddha, please come in."

"Buddha..." Shen Lian didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd of Daci'en Temple. He repeatedly confirmed that the Buddha's light would not affect the teleportation tree before taking a step forward.

"How many Buddhist disciples are there in Daci'en Temple?"

"Hui Buddha, there are one thousand three hundred and forty-eight people, but only twenty-seven of them are now."

Shen Lian sneered. It seemed that the other little white dragon Buddhist disciples who had worshipped in Da Ci'en Temple were in a deeper and more chaotic reincarnation.

The history of Da Ci'en Temple was completely erased, and something must have happened later.

The monk who led the way stopped and retreated to the wall with his head down.

Dong Dong Dong.

The sound of wooden fish echoed, and a white-robed monk came towards them.

He held a turtle shell in his hand and tapped it lightly with a carved finger bone, "Little nephew, you are very vicious and have killed countless people."

"Who are you?"

Shen Lian naturally recognized the other party's breath. It was the Buddha who took over the body of his third uncle.

This person was not counted among the twelve Buddhas, but according to the previous introduction, he should be Jin Chanzi's senior brother, and he must also be from the Western Lingshan.

"Me?"

The white-robed monk smiled, revealing sharp teeth that did not belong to humans.

"I am a disciple of Maitreya Buddha, and I am sent to Da Ci'en Temple to preside over this Dharma Assembly."

"My name is..."

"Huang Mei."

Chapter 356: Game of Thousands of Years Ago

Shen Lian fell into a brief state of unconsciousness. How could he not know who Huang Mei was?

As one of the beneficiaries of the Heaven and Earth Calamity, Huang Mei Buddha could replace the sun in the sky out of thin air by refining the entire Tathagata Sutra.

Shen Lian did not expect that Huang Mei Buddha was so active a thousand years ago.

He did not know whether Huang Mei Buddha had mastered the three Buddhist treasures of Maitreya Buddha. His strength was far beyond his reach.

"Wouldn't the disappearance of Jin Chanzi be related to Huang Mei Buddha?"

Since Shen Lian entered Da Ci'en Temple, he had not sensed the breath of Jin Chanzi. He did not know whether the latter was recalling something in depth.

He suppressed his distracting thoughts and did not dare to reveal any flaws on the surface.