My transformed system is poisonous

"Lingyang is no longer a place to stay for a long time now."

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

"Don't you always want to go outside the territory? Why not go with the true Buddha first..."

"If you want to follow that true Buddha, maybe it's better to stay in Ling Yang. This is the case for all Buddhist schools in the universe. It's okay not to go."

Wuya stared at the figure of the true Buddha in the distance, unable to conceal his disappointment in his eyes. He gathered up his white monk's robe and chanted Buddhist scriptures silently. After a while, he closed his eyes:

"Master, don't worry about me. Just leave. Although there are changes in Ling Yang, no one can hurt my life."

He was born unable to leave Ling Yang, but he was born different from ordinary people. He could turn evil into good fortune. Under the Buddha's eyes, all murderous intentions could not be hidden. His life would not be lost in this battle.

Hearing this, Jingkong's eyes dimmed, and the boundlessness in front of him became more and more unfamiliar to him over the years. The little monk who didn't know anything about the world seemed to have completely disappeared into the past, and his Buddha nature became deeper and deeper.

This is naturally a good thing for Buddhist monks, but for Jingkong, it is a bit cold-hearted. He stopped talking and gradually walked away with his Zen staff, his back lonely.

In addition to Wuya, there are also a small group of Buddhist monks who have not rushed to the side of the true Buddha. They do not want to leave their homeland of Lingyang. Before the earth-shattering change, they had the thought of giving up their lives and transforming their bodies into bones.

"What exactly does it mean to save all sentient beings..."

Silently reciting a protective spell for his master, Wuya opened his eyes again, looked at Jingkong's leaving figure, and let out a sigh.

The true Buddha has come, but he is only willing to accept people from the Buddhist lineage. How can such narrow thoughts or charity be called a true Buddha...

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

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The real Buddha sitting cross-legged in the distance seemed to have something in his heart. He glanced at the Magic Star Realm. At a glance, he didn't find anything unusual, but he saw the Ten Thousand Demon Rulers and the Ten Thousand Demon Rulers who were still suppressed in place and unable to move. The demon emperor’s dusty heart.

"There is actually a great demon from the realm of the gods and underworld still alive in Ling Yang!"

Seeing the Ten Thousand Demons Ruler, the real Buddha's eyes flickered slightly, and he was greatly shocked. Seeing that the Ten Thousand Demon Rulers were suppressed at this moment, his heart moved even more. His clasped palms gradually loosened, his Zen fingers moved lightly, and his palms tapped slightly. , quietly pinched the Great Seal of Subduing Demons.

boom!

The monstrous light of the Buddha suddenly erupted from the golden body, surging out like a wave from the golden sea, with billions of rays of light, as bright as the true fire of the great sun.

The golden seal of subduing demons came into the world, accompanied by the whisper of the true Buddha, and fell directly towards the dusty heart without any bias.

Seeing this, Chen Xin's pupils shrank suddenly, his skin turned blood red, and the Qi on his body continued to surge. He had already begun to burn his essence and blood, and displayed his own unique skill of fighting for his life, activating the Ten Thousand Demon Rulers, and wanted to do it at all costs. Forcefully break through the seal left by Meng.

However, all this was in vain. He could only watch helplessly as the Demon-Conquering Golden Seal appeared. Invisibly, the Daohua that had just condensed was suppressed.

Click——

Suddenly, the golden seal of subduing demons cracked halfway, and the broken seal turned into Sanskrit sounds, manifesting various phantoms of gods and Buddhas, flowing into the heaven and earth.

"Cien, did you forget your mind in the cave when you came out of seclusion? As soon as you enter the world, you want to capture our demon saint, touch our most precious treasure, and treat our 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 simple gray gown. His face was unclear, except for 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 unknown master in Buddhism who took action!"

Seeing these three figures, the real Buddha slowly retracted his hand, clasped his hands together again, chanted the Buddha's name, and shook his head slightly:

"Mingjun, I couldn't bear to see this little guy in trouble, but I just wanted to help him. Don't take the opportunity to cause trouble."

"I don't care what kind of nonsense you have in your empty mind." Mingjun's expression did not change, and he said in a cold voice without losing any face:

"I would like to advise you, this place is not Tianyuan, it is not difficult for me to kill you. If you die in the sun during this great change, the Buddhist master may not stand up for you."

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

"Those who practice Taoism and Dharma are my disciples, come here!"

Just when the scene was on the verge of breaking out, a roar of thunder exploded in the sky, and a clear light shone in the sky, half as bright as the golden light of Buddhism. The entrance to a cave slowly opened, unleashing a surging spiritual power tide.

"It's the Supreme Prince Chengxiao of our Taoist Alliance!"

"Da Luo Daozu!"

The previously silent giant city in the Southern Territory of the Magic Star Territory suddenly became abuzz with excitement. For a moment, light escaped from the sky, like a long stream of meteors, piercing the nine heavens.

The moment the Taoist master appeared, the overwhelming Confucian and Taoist scriptures flowed from the starry sky into the rising sun, turning into a bridge between heaven and earth.

In the holy light condensed by the awe-inspiring energy, an old man in his seventies walked out. He was dressed in a Confucian shirt and had silver hair on his temples. His eyes were clear and he was energetic.

He reached out and took out a gold-haired jade pen from the void, used the boundless sea water as ink, and within a few breaths, he drew several magnificent literary palaces in the void, which contained time and space. He raised his hand and created a square world:

"Everyone from my human race can come here to avoid disaster. After the mutation, they can come and go freely."

"This is not a sub-sage, this is a Confucian and Taoist saint!"

"Thank you saint for your great kindness!"

After hearing the holy words, the entire Fantasy Star Territory suddenly fell into boiling. Countless figures rose into the sky and rushed towards the Wen Palace. Even some people from the Buddhist and Taoist circles who originally did not want to leave Ling Yang also set out one after another. Come towards this saint.

What the Confucian and Taoist sages say is not even half a lie. This is a rare opportunity to survive.

The arrival of two powerful human beings relieved the atmosphere that had dropped to freezing point.

For Mingjun, if the war starts rashly, these two powerful human beings will never hesitate to side with Ci En.

Mingjun turned around and looked at Chen Xin and the seal on the Ten Thousand Demon Rulers, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, feeling quite troubled:

"As soon as you enter the divine underworld, you meet the Lord. I'm afraid you are the only one..."

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On a floating island, Ling Yu'an wore a filial piety belt on her forehead and was covered in plain clothes. She leaned against the ancient gate and looked at the monks in the sky with a calm expression.

She held a blood-colored jade pendant tightly in her palm. In the center of the jade pendant, there was a ray of essence and blood dancing, like fireworks. White silk hung on the wall behind her, and the people in the house were all dressed in clothes that were as beautiful as snow.

"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 who was wearing a purple patterned python robe.

"Are you Ling Yu'an?"

Looking at the blond woman leaning against the door, Chu Hanzhou's eyes narrowed slightly, and the powerful cultivation level that was about to condense the Dao Fruit was not hidden from his eyes.

Chu Hanzhou and Ling Qing were from the same lineage and had many contacts. He had met Ling Yuan more than once when she was a child. How could this little-known princess of the Ling family, who had disappeared for decades, have such a terrifying cultivation level? ?

"King Xuan is safe."

Ling Yuan's face looked slightly pale, and she knelt down and kowtowed, thanking him for coming to express his condolences.

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

Chu Hanzhou never entered the door, but stood where he was, looking at Ling Yu'an who was lying on the ground, his eyes getting 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. Three sky marks were carved into the bones, and the sword energy contained in it had begun to gain momentum.

"I am Ling Yu'an... my ancestor died to save me."

Ling Yu'an stood up slowly and directly answered Chu Hanzhou's question in a very low tone:

"Everything wrong is all my fault..."