Achievement system: I am cultivating immortals in the world of martial arts

The Buddha... During that battle, he chose to surrender and just survive, but he saw with his own eyes that the demon clan released the black mist and killed the creatures on the entire land.

There might be Xiang Xiner who escaped and survived like this, but definitely not many.

But will the demons let go of the strong Buddha who is in the same realm as the Valkyrie?

They are rushing to destroy the world, how could they let the Buddha go.

And now no one has seen the Buddha, only the Buddha's relic, so the Buddha should be dead.

"The Buddhism in the Western Regions is similar to the monks in the White Horse Temple. They all believe in Buddhism."

Qi Xiaoyu asked curiously.

"That's too different. The two factions have almost no contact, and the relationship is not good. It's a bit too much to describe it, but it's true that they don't like each other.

Buddhism in the Western Regions pays attention to self-cultivation and worships the Buddha, while the White Horse Temple pays attention to saving all living beings and worships the Tathagata Buddha. The gods they believe in are different, so it is impossible to talk together.

Both sides say that the other is cultivating a false Buddha. "

Han Yun nodded when he heard the words. This is nothing more than a dispute between Mahayana Buddhism and Hinayana Buddhism. There is no conclusion on which of the two Buddhism is better.

After learning about the other party's situation, Han Yun was no longer curious.

Soon, the monks on the opposite side came up to them, and they put their horses on the side of the road and walked side by side.

After all, there are many people on the other side, and it is still too troublesome to let them make way.

When they reached the middle part of the team, a burly old monk with kind eyes and kind eyes but well-developed muscles came out and blocked the way of Han Yun and others.

"Amitabha, poor monk Fahui, I have seen several benefactors."

The old monk clasped his hands together and bowed slightly.

After pondering for a moment, Wang Fugui asked,

"Where did you see it?"

Everyone cast contemptuous glances at him.

People are saying goodbye, okay?

Han Yun scanned with his spiritual sense and checked the fluctuation of the old monk's internal energy. It should be around the third rank. This should be a monk.

"Little benefactor really knows how to joke. The poor monk just asked for directions. To go to the land of demons, do you follow this road to the south?"

The old monk smiled slightly.

"Well, not far to the south is Zhaoyang City, after Zhaoyang City is the land of the devil's death."

Wang Fugui lazily pointed behind him.

"Thank you, benefactor, for your guidance. Please allow the poor monk to chant scriptures and pray for you in return."

After speaking, the old monk Fahui waved his hands, and thousands of monks behind him chanted sutras together.

They also have good intentions, and they are not easy to refuse, thinking that it may be over after a while, and it doesn't hurt to wait a while.

But gradually, as the mantra chanted, the group of them found that their state of mind became more and more peaceful, with a sense of detachment.

A quarter of an hour later, everyone showed bewildered expressions, immersed in the Sanskrit sound.

The same is true for Han Yun. Under the Sanskrit sound, he feels that his perception seems to have increased a lot.

Suddenly, Han Yun's complexion changed slightly, and he shouted in a cold voice,

"wake up!!!"

His voice contained cultivation, although his voice was not loud, it was like five thunders crashing in the hearts of everyone, and he escaped from the realm of detachment in an instant.

Han Yun looked at the old monk coldly and said,

"Master, this is wrong. I was waiting to show you the way with kindness, but you repay your kindness and use Sanskrit to confuse us!"

Hearing this, everyone around and the guards were shocked. They had indeed entered a very comfortable state just now. They thought it was the Buddha's voice meditating, but they turned out to be confused.

Everyone's faces darkened all of a sudden, and they looked at the old monk unkindly.

The old monk Fahui clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name loudly,

"The benefactor has misunderstood the poor monk. The poor monk is just to cleanse your soul and persuade people to be good."

"It's to persuade people to believe in Buddhism. If we really follow your way, I'm afraid we have already knelt down and shaved to become a monk by now."

"The benefactors have the roots of wisdom, and becoming a monk is also a great way."

Hearing this, Wang Fugui sneered and said,

"If I remember correctly, the emperor once issued a decree to restrict foreign sects from entering Dachuan to preach. If you are just going to explore the land of the devil, then there is nothing wrong with it. The emperor has graciously allowed you to go in, but you are now bewitching people. You are not afraid of the court. Blame it?"

"The benefactor is joking, the poor monk has no such intention."

Wang Fugui wanted to speak again, but Han Yun pulled him, and then he rode his horse and walked north.

It's not a big deal, everyone is safe and sound, there's no need for extra trouble, his main goal now is to deal with the leader of the Demon Cult, and it's not suitable to conflict with these Buddhists.

Everyone glared at the old monk, beat their horses and galloped forward, not wanting to spend any more time with these monks for a quarter of an hour.

It wasn't until they were far away from these monks that everyone slowed down their horses.

Zhao Tao, the captain of Wang Fugui's guard, took a deep breath and cursed,

"These sanctimonious dead bald donkeys keep talking about saving sentient beings every day, and it turns out to be such a universal saving method. It's so disgusting, it almost caught his way!"

Chai Yuan laughed and said,

"The monks from the White Horse Temple are the ones who save all sentient beings. Those monks are quite upright and occasionally do some good deeds. Bandits are not allowed to exist in their territory.

Those scum of the Buddhist sects in the Western Regions, they are all sentient beings to their Buddhist sects. They are selfish and self-interested, so it is naturally different. "

"There are no bandits near them because they are only seventy miles away from Luodu City. How can there be bandits near the capital?"

Wang Fugui said lightly.

Everyone said something to each other, chatting and hurrying on their way.

In the evening, because there was no inn, I found a place on the hillside to spend the night. Xin'er's food also changed from hearty dishes to dried meat, but the little guy is also strong and can eat anything.

The next day, I walked for another day and encountered no twists and turns along the way. Fortunately, I found a large-scale inn at a crossroad of the official road.

This is a big crossing. If you go west, you will go to Shuchuan, if you go east, you will go to Chuchuan, and if you go north, you will go to Luochuan. Of course, it is still far from Chuchuan and Luochuan.

But this inn has already accommodated a lot of quacks, all of whom are on their way back from the Land of the Fallen Devil, and there are many experts among them.

At this time, it had been three days since they left the Land of Fallen Demons.

It was the time agreed upon by Han Yun and Chen Wuhui.

After eating at the inn, Han Yun led everyone outside the inn.

After walking south for half a mile, Han Yun found a large open space. After taking out the Luo Tian Pan to test it, he felt that it was quite suitable for formation.

"Everyone, there will be a fierce battle tonight. The enemy I am going to face is the leader of the Demon Cult and many strong men under him. This battle is bound to be dangerous. You are far away now. There is still time. There is no need to get involved I am in dispute with the Demon Cult."

Han Yun looked at everyone and said seriously.

None of Chai Yuan, Fairy Xuanyi, Qi Xiaoyu and Wang Fugui left, and they all stood firmly in front of him.