Chapter 331： Dust to dust, dust to dust

When Chen Xin opened the golden lacquer door under the toes of the Buddha statue and saw the scene inside, his body shook violently, and the gilded crescent shovel in his hand fell to the ground with a thud.

Chen Xin suddenly let out a piercing roar.

"God **** it! How could this happen."

It was the first time that Longjia heard such a gaffe from Chen Xin's mouth. Such a violent man could send out such a violently fluctuating emotion that he couldn't sit still.

Longjia's neck twisted one hundred and eighty degrees immediately, staring directly behind the gate of the Buddha statue. The things that used to be densely placed are now gone, leaving only a thin layer of dust on the ground. It looks quite sad, and seems to have experienced unimaginable events and encounters.

Those Arhats relics, the golden bodies of Bodhisattvas, have returned from dust to dust, and no trace of earth has remained in them anymore.

Seeing this scene, Longjia's indifferent expression couldn't hold back any longer. He almost lost his Buddha's heart for a while, and the meditation that had been sitting dry for nearly a hundred years was almost broken.

He didn't catch his breath, so he passed out.

"Well, what's going on here?"

Xuan Zang, who was beside him, also looked shocked, and his expression was a little broken.

All the monks present were in an uproar, as if they felt that a certain belief in their hearts was broken.

"How could this be?" Long Jia couldn't help but lose his voice.

"Did that Buddha do it?"

Some of the monks couldn't help but say it.

"How is it possible that the Arhat relics and the golden bodies of Bodhisattvas left by the ancestors of the past dynasties, do you think they are so easy to destroy? How long did it take the Buddha to enter, how could they be destroyed in one go?"

The people next to him were speechless for a while, not knowing what to say.

Long Jia's face was cloudy and uncertain, and his heart was numb for a while, and he didn't know what to say.

"World Honored... Could it really be the Buddha's work?"

Next to him, Xuan Zang couldn't help but asked in a low voice.

"It's unlikely, his realm is not clear, even if he is only one step away from determining the path, but he is not determined. After all, he is just spinning around in the mortal class, and there is no way to completely destroy the relic and the golden body."

Long Jia was silent for a while, and finally added another sentence: "Even if he has such a means to damage the relic and the golden body of the Bodhisattva, what is the point of doing so, besides, it is only a dozen days of effort, Shakyamuni There are 800 Arhats relics and 300 Bodhisattva golden bodies placed on the first floor of the Buddha statue, how could it be possible to destroy all these in just ten days?"

Before entering the door of the Buddha statue, Chen Xin, who was in a state of despair, suddenly groaned, and a dull sound suddenly erupted.

A group of monks saw Chen Xin's huge body of more than 2.5 meters, like a rag bag, and flew out directly. The speed even brought a dull air cracking sound, and flew more than 50 meters in mid-air, suddenly It landed on the edge of the square, and then raised a large piece of blue bricks and tiles, completely destroying a temple next to it.

"What... what?"

The monks of the Luohan Academy looked at what was happening in front of them with disbelief.

After all, in the eyes of the monks, in addition to the World Honored Longga, Xuanzang, and several other eminent monks of the Xuanzi generation, their strength is definitely a top-notch existence in Mani Temple.

Before waiting for the monks to respond, a figure slowly appeared at the door of the Buddha statue, it was Lu Ren.

He looked at the monks in Mani Temple with a cold expression, his eyes were extremely cold, and he couldn't make any waves. The only emotion he revealed was that he regretted that Chen Xin actually practiced in the horizontal training system. A punch, just a half-dead.

World Honored Longga's eyes were crystal clear and soul-stirring, staring at Lu Ren stubbornly.

"I wonder if the Buddha's son can get what Shakyamuni left behind?"

Lu Ren didn't hide it in the slightest, nodded and said: "There is a volume of the future Buddha's scriptures, presumably Longga World Honored has heard of this volume of scriptures?"

Before Lu Ren finished speaking, when he heard the name of the future Buddha's true scripture, Longjia's eyes shot out a golden light, which made the whole square bright.

At this time, he no longer cares about what happened to the golden relics in the statue of Sakyamuni, or that after knowing that Lu Ren had obtained a volume of the future Buddha's true scriptures, his mind was only this.

Xuan Zang on the side was also shocked and his expression moved.

Unexpectedly, in a small box left by Sakyamuni at the end, there was actually a scroll of the future Buddha's true scriptures. If the box was not set to be banned, if it was opened at will, the contents inside would disappear in an instant. Why wait for countless years.

For nearly 10,000 years, generations of Mani Temple hosts have guarded Baoshan but did not enter its door.

Now I know from Lu Ren's mouth that it contains what can be called the miraculous true power of the future Buddha's scriptures. For a time, Longjia's heart was full of mixed feelings, sadness and excitement.

The emotions in my heart are indescribable.

"Buddha, can you borrow the future Buddhist scriptures from the old monk for a look?"

Longjia suppressed his emotions and tried to soothe his voice to ask.

Lu Ren smiled slightly when he heard the words, and shook the scroll of the future Buddha's scripture in his hands in Longjia's eyes.

Facing the fiery gaze of the other party, he exuded a faint glow in the ten-place scriptures, like gold but not gold. The scriptures that recorded the future Buddha's scriptures were seen by monks in Mani Temple, in the eyes of Longka monks and Xuanzang. Completely wiped out.

When he saw Lu Ren make such a move, the smile on Longjia's face froze for a moment, and then his eyes quickly darkened.

As the monk Longa's mood changed, the temperature of the surrounding air suddenly dropped by dozens of degrees, the cold wind was bleak, and the chilling breath came out spontaneously.

Lu Ren only felt as if he had been stabbed by a pair of sharp knives.

"Ding, you are under the mental pressure of Longa, and the other party intends to drag you into the illusion... The mental attack has been automatically blocked."

The monk Longjia suppressed his voice and said: "What does the Buddha mean?"

During the speech, the body of the monk Longjia, who was sitting cross-legged, gradually burst out with black demonic energy, and his face became extremely cold.

Lu Ren couldn't help raising his eyebrows reached out and pointed at his head.

"Old bald donkey, if you want, come over and break my head to find it? Also, I'm not your Buddhist son."

He glanced at the monks in Mani Temple, revealing undisguised killing intent in his eyes.

"A hundred causes will have consequences. Everyone, you have done so many evils, so please go to death today."

"So brave!!"

There was an old monk with long eyebrows in the Bodhi Academy who couldn't help but stand up. He looked furious, his beard and hair were stretched out, and he pointed at Lu Ren and roared.

"I'll give you the status of a Buddhist son, and you'll be able to live with it. It's so disrespectful."

Rebellious? !

Lu Ren's eyes quickly cooled down, and no emotion was mixed in it.

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