Unparalleled War Emperor

Looking at the young monk sitting cross-legged in the center of the sea of ​​suffering, who had been ups and downs and had mostly dissipated, Qiu Dao had some confusion in his eyes.

"Why did he only convert people from other forces, while those who were also Buddhists were suppressed at the bottom of the sea of ​​suffering?"

When the fourth elder Qian Ren heard this, he couldn't help but turn his head and look at this one of the future hopes of Tiangong who had just been rescued by him, and a hint of admiration appeared in his eyes.

"Because although they are all Buddhists, they are not considered Buddhas at all. On a deeper level, the desires in their hearts are even stronger than those of ordinary people. This is contrary to the fundamental Buddhist doctrine of no desires and no demands. "

"Among them, the Buddha Dharma practiced by the Lord Buddha, the True Buddha Huiyuan, and others is extremely profound and cannot be saved in a short period of time. If they are allowed to die like this, it is impossible to say that they will bring greater disasters to the divine world in the future. And this is the choice that a true Buddha would make!”

"For the sake of peace in the world, people choose to cut off the Buddhist heritage, so that Buddhism will not be able to return to its former peak for tens of thousands of years to come. Such people deserve our respect, whether they are enemies or friends!"

However, on the other side, the several half-step Tianzun Beast Kings in the Demon Beast Camp of the Ruin Realm, whose morale was low due to the death of the Demon Bear Beast King, couldn't help but snorted coldly when they heard this.

"It's settled here. We need to report this matter to the Demon Ape King immediately, so I won't chat with you here!"

After saying that, the Half-Step Heavenly Lord directly tore the space in front of him, and then walked into it with many monsters behind him and disappeared. At the same time, he also took away the head that had been smashed by the air and forcibly smashed it. The ancient body suppressed by the soul.

In the battle of Buddhism, although the four forces became the final winner, in the end, not only did they gain nothing, but their respective forces suffered heavy losses to varying degrees. Although this battle was won, it was a loss of business, and it was still Loss of blood.

As soon as the monsters from the Xu Realm left, the Xuanhuang Realm Tianzun also said hello to Qianren and then left the place with many monks from the Xuanhuang Realm in the broken void. Then the Demon Realm Tianzun naturally chose to leave without any delay.

In just a moment, the originally bustling battlefield was reduced to only Tiangong and the monks under his disciples. All of them looked at the sea of ​​suffering in front of them with solemn eyes. Even Tianzun Qianren's expression became obscure. I don't know what is going on in his mind.

"Where did those... people who were converted go?" Qiu Dao asked softly, and at the same time there was a hint of hope rising deep in his eyes.

Qian Ren naturally knew what he was thinking, but he had to break the last bit of hope in his heart, "Those who are saved by the Buddha will have their own destiny, but their memories will disappear from then on." , live as a new life on the land of God after rebirth, and be a good person, or a pure-hearted monster!"

"But Sect Master Mu, who died due to Yun Yi's sneak attack before, is different from the disciples of the Baitian Sect. I believe you also know the difference. After all, the destruction of body and soul has never been just a talk!"

Qiu Dao's body trembled, and then he slowly lowered his head, his eyes even dimmed, as if something was missing in his heart.

Then Qian Ren glanced meaningfully at Nangong Hanhai, who had been silent from beginning to end, and then softly shouted, "Return to Tiangong..."

But the moment he spoke, the sea of ​​suffering that had gradually calmed down once again stirred up turbulent waves without any warning. Qian Ren suddenly turned around and looked at the figure who was slowly floating up from the sea of ​​suffering with solemn eyes. , The cultivation level in the body is running wildly, and it is obviously ready to take action.

He has never had the slightest contempt for a sect like Buddhism that has been passed down from countless years ago, but at this moment, the fifth elder standing next to him suddenly let out a low voice.

"It's him!"

Qian Ren frowned slightly, then turned to look at the fifth elder, "Who?"

"The Buddhist people I fought with before only had perfect cultivation in the heavenly realm, but their methods made me extremely uncomfortable. Moreover, when the demon monk melted the mountain into the sea, this person was the first to take the initiative to sink The man at the bottom of the sea never expected that he could escape from the sea of ​​suffering.”

"Isn't it said that once one enters the sea of ​​suffering, one cannot escape from it unless the evil thoughts in one's heart are eradicated? As a Buddhist, why is it that only he can do it in such a short period of time..."

The fifth elder's eyes were filled with shock. He had just seen the power of this sea of ​​suffering clearly. Even the Demonic Bear Beast Emperor, who had the cultivation level of a Heavenly Lord, was forcibly transformed by him and began to pass away. Why was this cultivation level not higher than the Heavenly Realm? The perfect young monk was able to break free from it, and his condition seemed not to be affected by the sea of ​​suffering at all, nor did he show any signs of imminent death.

Qian Ren protects Qiu Dao, Nangong Hanhai and other geniuses behind him, and his internal cultivation is already ready to go. Although his magical powers will become ineffective after entering the range of the sea of ​​suffering, he will also lose protection when the opponent comes out of the sea of ​​suffering. With the huge gap between the two sides, the fourth elder Qian Ren had absolute confidence that he could kill them instantly.

But what they didn't expect was that the monk never glanced at the people in the Heavenly Palace from the beginning to the end. He just quietly looked at the demon monk who was constantly rising and falling on the sea of ​​suffering.

Finally, the corner of Wu's mouth slowly raised a fond smile. At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the time when he was young. He saw a small, naive child following the master step by step. Lingshan Hall.

When the child was ordained, he cried very unconvincingly, and then he burst into laughter under the temptation of a candy. I still remember that he had two naughty slugs on his face at that time.

Then, as I grew up, the child also grew up slowly. I still remember that the master once said that he and I were different from everyone in the current Buddhist sect. There was no need to abide by the rules and regulations, and there was no need to eat vegetarian food and chant Buddha every day. Just jump up and down in the Buddhist sect every day like a little monkey.

Until one day later, he found that the master had changed, the Buddhist sect had changed, and even the little monkey who liked to climb on the head of the Buddha and sleep lazily had changed.

At that time, he finally knew what he should do. It was also at that time that he began to practice silent meditation, began to travel silently throughout the entire divine world, and absorbed the power of faith in Buddha from all over the divine world, and took it into his body and accumulated it silently.

Today, he has mastered silent meditation, and it is time for him, the senior brother, to do something for his junior brother.

"My Buddhist path does not save sentient beings, but only you!"

The moment the words came out, the demon monk's figure, which was about to completely dissipate, suddenly paused, and then everything that had previously been released from his body was rolled back again, as if time was reversed.

Until a certain moment, when the demon monk's figure was completely restored, under the doting smile of the young monk, the demon monk was slowly enveloped by the Buddha's light, and then turned into a stream of light and sank into the end of the sky.

...

Somewhere in the world, a little bald man about five or six years old stood in the dense forest and looked up at the blazing sun above the sky. Even though his face was full of tears, he still refused to look away, because he saw that there seemed to be a figure waving to him gently in the blazing sun.

"Brother..."