Prehistoric: When a good old man awakens to the evil system

More than ten disciples of Buddhism were waiting in a tight formation, fearing that Chanjiao would kill their follower Boyikao, or compete with their Buddhism for the name of the state religion of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

During the confrontation between the two sides, the Antarctic Immortal was suddenly attacked by a bodhi bead. Although he was not seriously injured, he was still in a very embarrassed state.

The person who explained the teaching was instantly furious. Regardless of the Buddhist person's explanation, he directly took out various magic weapons and turned the outskirts of Xiqi into a battlefield.

Buran and Mo Wang were observing in the dark. With the magic weapon Zhen Yuanzi gave them to hide their bodies, the two sects who were bent on killing each other were not aware of it.

In the end, Chanjiao is a tree with deep roots and has much more foundation than Buddhism. When the sun sets, the outcome is decided between the two sides.

But seeing that the Buddhist disciples were about to be killed one by one by those who explained the religion, a flash of struggle flashed in Ran Deng's eyes, and then he suddenly took action, and the treasured money penetrated directly into the heart of the Antarctic Immortal.

The two quasi-sages of Chanjiao are now dead and the other has rebelled. The remaining people were instantly flustered, pointing at the lamps and cursing: "You shameless person, you dare to betray the religion. You are in vain for the teacher's respect for you."

Ran Deng was righteous and awe-inspiring: "I have long been committed to Buddhism and admire the Great Compassion. I have discussed Taoism with Buddhist saints several times, and I feel sympathy for each other. Now I see that all Buddhist disciples are talented and beautiful, so it is not a pity to be killed for no reason."

"You fart! How can they, Buddhist disciples, say this without reason? The senior brother Anji you killed was innocent. If I believed in you, I would be unprepared and killed by you, a thief." The person who explained the teaching was filled with righteous indignation.

But a few people in the crowd were particularly quiet, struggling, not knowing what to do.

Ran Deng smiled and said: "Cihang, Manjusri, Samantabhadra, you also yearn for Buddhism, why don't you dare to say it!"

The Chan Cult disciples were once again in an uproar. There were not many of them to begin with, but a few died during the calamity, but now someone has rebelled?

Cihang put his hands together and performed a Buddhist salute: "Amitabha, I have indeed admired the Buddhist saint for a long time."

They all understand Yuanshi Tianzun's temperament. If Ran Deng's words are passed back, even if they don't die, they will have no trust at all, and they will be watched tightly, and they will never be able to get ahead in the future.

Rather than go back and be interrogated, it is better to accept the coercion and confess directly.

Anyway, the teacher also said that Buddhist saints are favored by heaven, and Buddhism will definitely have supreme luck in the future.

He rebelled and was protected by Buddhist saints to see what Yuanshi Tianzun could do to him.

Mo Wang and Bu Ran looked at each other, and it was the Bodhi Pearl that took action again, directly killing the fearful Sun Gou.

"How dare you make a sneak attack!" Guang Chengzi's eyes were red, and he ignored Yuanshi Tianzun's instructions. He took out the magic weapon and charged forward.

Under the leadership of the senior brother, the rest of the people who explain the teaching will also disregard life and death. But Buddhism now has three people, Ran Deng and Samantabhadra, who are simply suppressed and beaten.

Ran Deng was still trying to make meritorious deeds, and advised those disciples of Chanjiao who were at the end of their fight: "Everyone, Buddhist saints are compassionate and do not like to kill. If a few of them are willing to submit to Buddhism, they will definitely be able to practice the supreme technique and obtain Saints reuse.”

"Wishful thinking!" Guangchengzi's heart skipped a beat, and he rushed directly towards Ran Deng. The spiritual energy in his body was circulating, and he was about to self-destruct.

Suddenly, a golden light protected the burning lamp that had been unable to break away. With a loud "Peng" sound, a ray of soul flew towards the list of gods in the firelight, but the burning lamp in the middle was not protected by the golden light. Lossless.

Ran Deng, who was still in shock, bowed to the west and said, "Thank you to the saint for saving me."