Chapter 1286: It is better to go to the ghost gate of the underworld than to enter your Lingshan!

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"If I become a Buddha, there is no demon in the world! If I become a demon, how can I become a Buddha?"

Ye Nantian's domineering voice resounded through the audience like thunder.

For a moment, everyone was shocked by the will revealed in him.

Ye Nantian is like a **** from the nine heavens, watching the world, disregarding the common people, heaven and earth, I am the only one!

Ye Nantian said that the Buddha could not stand his own worship.

After that, the four heavenly kings all collapsed, and the eighteen arhats disappeared...

Even the Buddha bowed his head and bowed!

If the vision in the Daxiong Hall were to spread, it might cause a major earthquake in the entire Buddhism.

However, at this moment, there was no sadness or joy on Ye Nantian's face. He lowered his head and looked down at the five-body Buddha statue, as if he had anticipated all this.

The golden statue of Buddha enshrined in this temple has been enshrined by believers over the years and has absorbed a lot of the power of faith invisibly. Although it has not yet produced spiritual intelligence, it is also spiritual.

And Ye Nantian is the body of the earth immortal, above all beings. The Shakyamuni of the year was only in this state. How could this small Buddha statue stand his kneeling?

However, this scene fell in the eyes of outsiders, it is too shocking.

"Desecrate the Buddha! You...you are the devil!" A monk pointed at Ye Nantian and cursed.

"Where is the evildoer, dare to make trouble in Xiaoleiyin Temple?"

"Our brothers, we are going to cast down demons and exorcise demons and walk the way for the sky!"

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"Noisy!"

Ye Nantian said coldly, his body shook, his body erupted with majestic power, spreading in all directions, as if the invisible tide would flood the entire Daxiong Palace.

In this momentum, there is also **** killing and killing on the battlefield. Only the soldiers who fought the battle and shrouded in horse leather on the battlefield will give birth to this killing and killing aura over the years.

Perceiving the horror in it, the monks tensed one by one, as if they were facing a major enemy, they surrounded Ye Nantian and Ye Fan, and did not dare to be negligent.

The atmosphere in the arena suddenly became tense and tense, as if a little bit of excitement would erupt into a grand battle.

Those believers in the distance ran out of the temple for fear of being caught in the storm, and they didn't dare to stay here any longer.

"Amitabha!"

At this moment, Zen Master Xuyun grabbed a vajra pestle, and the radiance on the vajra pestle was dazzling, like a Buddha's light, and also revealed the ancient and sacred aura, contending with the killing spirit of Ye Nantian.

As a Buddhist instrument, the vajra pestle is also known as the devil's pestle. It has many legends. Its meaning is "tear the soul of the cowardly person". It symbolizes the invincible, invincible wisdom and truthfulness of Buddha, which can cut off all kinds of trouble , The demon that destroys obstacles and monasticism, has mighty mana.

"This benefactor, I didn't expect you to have such a murderous and hostile spirit. I don't know how many sins you have committed! Today, the poor monk facilitates the brothers and sisters to save you!"

In the hands of Zen Master Xuyun, he waved the vajra to draw a golden lightning bolt in mid-air, full of the mighty power of cracking mountains and rivers, and the surrounding space was cut apart, making sound bursts of sound.

This blow is devastating, and there is no compassion for a monk at all. If it is a weaker generation, it may be killed instantly.

However, Ye Nantian's face was still as sinking as water, Yuan Yu Yue Zhi, completely ignored this blow.

Looking at the menacing force, Ye Nantian neither summoned the spear, nor used half of the sword, but slowly stretched out his left hand, with five fingers into claws, and grabbed it towards the vajra.

"court death!"

Seeing that Ye Nantian was so big and wanted to shake the vajra with his bare hands, Zen Master Xuyun felt that he was greatly humiliated, and his anger grew in his heart. He added a bit of strength, and his body bloomed with unparalleled power, just like a Buddhist guardian vajra.

King Kong glared, stunned all directions, spooky and enchanted, don't dare to refuse!

"Peng!"

Finally, Ye Nantian's left hand grabbed the top of the vajra.

In the expectation of Zen Master Xuyun and other monks, Ye Nantian's left hand would be pierced instantly, and his body would also be knocked off.

But beyond everyone's expectations, the vajra was like hitting a copper wall and iron wall.

Ye Nantian still stood in place, rooting under his feet, motionless.

On the contrary, it was Zen Master Xuyun. His body was shaken, like an electric shock, a big cold sweat came out of his forehead.

No matter how Zen Master Xuyun urged his inner strength and injected it into the vajra pestle, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, without any response.

Zen Master Xuyun looked at Ye Nantian, his eyes could not hide the panic.

Master!

This is a real master, he is so outrageous!

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"Smash it!"

Ye Nantian spoke suddenly, speaking lightly, and then lightly shook his left hand.

"Crack!"

The next moment, the indestructible vajra, under this grip, was crushed in an instant, making it impossible to withstand a single blow.

The vajra made a whimper, and the brilliance dimmed in an instant, and the Buddha nature contained in it disappeared, as if "dead".

The artifact was destroyed, and Zen Master Xuyun spit out a big mouthful of red blood under the induction of his aura.

Seeing this scene, the dozen or so monks around were dumbfounded and dumbfounded, unable to describe their surprise in words.

You know, Zen Master Xuyun is not only the most famous monk in the temple, he is also below the old abbot in terms of cultivation, and even many elders can't compare to him.

But now, with only one face, Ye Nantian defeated him, effortlessly, this kind of strength was too domineering.

"Brother Xuyun!"

Soon a monk rushed over and helped Zen Master Xuyun up.

Zen Master Xuyun was greatly injured. He looked at the crushed vajra on the ground in the distance, dripping blood in his heart, staring at Ye Nantian viciously, with a hideous face and no mercy, gritted his teeth:

"The devil, dare to destroy the magical instruments of my Great Leiyin Temple. His sins are serious. After death, he will fall into eighteen levels of hell, and he will never be born again!"

"Huh! What a bald donkey, who keeps saying that I am a demon, you Buddhas who pretend to be a rescuer, what have you done all these years?!"

Ye Nantian flew his sword eyebrows horizontally, lowered his head and pointed at the golden statue of Buddha that had fallen down, and yelled:

"If the Buddha is not greedy, why should the world worship, offer incense money, and build a statue for himself?"

"If the Buddha doesn't hate, why not allow the world to be half disrespectful to the Buddha?"

"The Buddha said that all living beings are equal, but why should there be a distinction between bodhisattvas, bhikkhus, and guardians?"

"We offer our respect, offer incense, and pray for disaster. But the Buddha said that the world has many lives and is doomed, and God's will cannot be violated!"

"I have a Buddha in my heart, but I don't have a Buddha. After all the sufferings in the world, I asked the Buddha, but the Buddha said that everything has a certain number. Since there is a certain number, then why worship Buddha?

"Buddha, seal the mountain to avoid the world in troubled times, open the mountains to welcome incense in the prosperous times."

"Taoists, go down the mountain to save the world in troubled times, and retreat in prosperous times to cultivate long life."

"Dao said that he is quiet and inactive, but he always cares about the world."

"The Buddha said that he was compassionate, but he never showed his spirit to save all living beings."

"Dao says that he is good at his own body alone, but in a troubled time, he can help the world by hanging a pot to cure diseases and save people."

"The Buddha said that all sentient beings are universally saved. Why is there so much suffering and sorrow in the world, but never see the Buddha's alms!"

"Buddhism practices the afterlife, but when will the afterlife come?"

"If you don't even have a bad life in this life, then the so-called afterlife is just the moon in the water, the flower in the mirror, and the dreamy bubble!"

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Ye Nantian's words are sonorous and deaf, like an invisible sword that pierced the chest of Zen Master Xuyun and other Buddhist disciples, tearing apart their sanctimonious fake faces.

After hearing these words, many monks in the venue seemed to have been slapped severely and their bodies were shaken, but no matter how angry they were in their hearts, they could not say anything to refute, because they did not know how to refute.

Suddenly, Zen Master Xuyun stared at Ye Nantian fiercely, his face flushed like a glimmer of light, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Great rebellion, full of nonsense! My Buddha's magical powers are vast, how can a mortal like you be able to guess?"

"Humph!"

Ye Nantian sneered and said with disdain: "I have never seen Buddhas, I only saw Buddhas gilded! Ask your Buddha, do you remember flying flowers back then! Ask your Buddha, can you go to the 9th floor of Purgatory? Ask your Buddha What is engraved on the Three Life Stone? Ask your Buddha, why can't you survive me?"

"I'd rather go to the ghost gate of the underground palace, and don't want to enter your Lingshan!"