There is no real Buddhism. Everything is just a splendid cover-up. When the stains are exposed, everything disappears.

The strong evil spirit rose into the sky, as if it had drifted from thousands of years ago, shocking the souls of millions of people.

A trace of stain can destroy a saint, let alone such a big hole.

The mother-in-law did not take action against the formation, she just opened a corner of history. The so-called faith of millions of Buddhists was like a rootless tree that was blown away by the wind and instantly collapsed.

"How could this happen?" Monk Shi Yuan stood there blankly. He is the young leader of this generation of Buddhists. His future is limitless. In the future, he can even enter the fantasy sea realm, take over a large temple, and become the abbot.

But those evil spirits, that blood-black pit, are like tearing off a person's face. No matter how beautiful the appearance is, after the face is gone, there are only white bones mixed with bloody flesh, which is shocking.

"Impossible, this is not my Buddhism!" Some Buddhist disciples hugged each other and cried, and even some Arhats were bleeding from the heart.

21. Because I had just entered Buddhism from outside the mountain, I didn’t have many feelings, but I felt strange in my heart.

Buddhism is different from what everyone sees.

Xie An looked at the group of frustrated and even dull-eyed Blood Arhats in front of him, and shook his head sympathetically: "Buddhism has always been like this, but later it was beautified more and more. Once the image is erected, the more sacred it is, the easier it is to collapse.

."

"There are no saints in this world."

Neither is he himself.

The old lion was already scarred, and it only had one head left. At this moment, it lay weakly on the ground, but that head looked in the direction of the Holy Child Temple, and suddenly laughed: "I knew it! I knew it! I knew it.

Just know it!”

"Shit!..."

"I should have known to eat more meat."

Then, its eyes stopped moving, its gray eyes stared straight in that direction, and its last gaze was fixed on the two brothers Mo Guantian.

Xie An took out a piece of black cloth and covered the old lion's body.

The old lion was indeed very old. He had fasted and chanted Buddha's name all his life, and finally felt that he was a monster after all, and at least he had to fight and die.

Buddhism has dimmed.

The appearance of that pothole was like a basin of cold water poured on everyone's heart.

Master Buwei said that the reason why Buddhism can stand in the darkness is because of the faith of millions of disciples.

However, these beliefs are now falling like dominoes.

Because you believe, you have faith; because you believe too much, you collapse easily.

The sun in the mountains never sets, but at this moment, Buddhism is completely dark. The sunlight seems to have avoided this place of Buddhism, falling on the surrounding areas, but never falling on Buddhism.

After the prosperity, there is a mess.

Master Yunyou kept beating his heart, one after another, with a muffled sound. He couldn't breathe. He looked at the big pit at his feet and felt that countless bones were crawling towards his eyes.

Abbot Shili and others looked extremely pale.

The collapse of faith is the most terrifying thing.

"Living for a long time is a kind of strength." Mo Yaozun raised his head and took a deep breath.

Grandma Qian has lived too long. She doesn't need to use her hands. She can reveal the scars of the enemy with just one word, leaving people at a loss as to what to do.

"The great abbots of Guangming of all generations know these things, so the great abbot of Guangming of your generation also knows, but he has a guilty conscience."

Granny Qian seems not to have said enough.

"The more guilty you are, the less you want to be discovered, the more you want to dress yourself up, so Buddhism has city walls, and the walls are getting higher and higher, and Buddhism is becoming more and more mythical."

"Of course the old woman knows that many monks are blaming the impurity of the Three Immortals Sect. The leader of the Three Immortals Sect, Yun Mu, is also a thoughtful person, but the Three Immortals Sect is stronger than your Buddhist sect."

"You trust the light, the Son, and Buddhism too much. Even if the temple's will is to wipe out the lives of billions of people outside the mountain, you still regard it as truth. In fact, it's bullshit.

"

Not standing still for the master, they only felt cold all over, and the darkness around them was eroding them.

Not far away, the concerned abbot looked gloomy and his demeanor kept changing.

"Brother, is this your Buddhism?" Mo Guantian sneered.

"You know, for some reasons, we were not saved from crisis by the lay monks back then. It was just a conspiracy of the lay monks. At that time, he had already taken this step and provoked Buddhism and

The contradiction between the demon clan."

"He took advantage of the Great Abbot of Guangming."

"Of course, the Great Abbot Guangming also has selfish motives. He wants to train us from childhood and eventually become his thugs."

"It's just that things always happen unexpectedly."

The abbot was concerned and said nothing.

After a moment, he said: "The Holy Son Temple has not collapsed yet."

Mo Guantian snorted and said disdainfully: "The Holy Child Temple is not in the Buddhist Gate, but the Holy Child Temple is in the Sanxian Gate. What does it matter whether the Holy Child Temple here collapses?"

"Buddhism should have been rebuilt long ago."

"Since we are standing on darkness, there is nothing to hide. It is just darkness, and the light of darkness is also light."

"The walls of Buddhism should have been torn down long ago."

The concerned abbot looked at Mo Guantian complicatedly. There was anger, hatred, and regret in his eyes.

He was dressed in pure white, standing in the darkness, looking particularly eye-catching, but he also had an indescribable sadness.

The mother-in-law looked at the dragon's beard staff. The dense dragon's beards completely sealed the outside monk's body. Under the dragon's beard staff, the other party had no chance, or even a chance to commit suicide.

She had been planning for so many years just to find such a breakthrough.

No one knows who she is fighting.

"I hope this term of the Great Abbot of Guangming is not so idiotic that there is no cure. When he comes out of seclusion, if everything goes well, your Buddhist sect will have another strong person in the realm of creation, and the Buddhist sect will have a chance to rebuild."

My mother-in-law won.

Who in the entire Buddhist sect still has the will to fight?

Once faith collapses, everything collapses.

At this moment, Mo Yaozun suddenly stepped forward. Her figure was enchanting, like a black ribbon.

She bent down slightly and said, "Mother-in-law, can you explain to us why you want to capture the outsider monk? After all, he is a person in the realm of creation. It is not good to be taken away like this."

However, at this moment, when Demon Lord Mo finished speaking, the clothes behind him surged wildly, and a cloak covered the sky and the sun.

The cloak became extremely huge in an instant, as if it was about to cover the entire Buddhist sect. A black moon appeared in the cloak.

"Black Moon Cloth!"

"Holy weapon!"

"Demon Lord Mo, what are you going to do?" Even Demon Lord Yinmu was surprised. He did not expect that his companion would actually attack his mother-in-law.

This is originally an internal matter within the human race. Even if the mother-in-law kills the monk, it means that the human race has lost a strong person in the creation realm, and the demon race should be happy.

"So you are too!" The mother-in-law was slightly angry. The trouble was not with the other party, but with this sacred artifact.

This is a very ancient sacred weapon. My mother-in-law had seen it before. When the sacred weapon appeared, it was the time of the Doomsday War.

The black moon cloth can block the light.

This world is a world of light, and the basis for the operation of all laws is light.

The moment the black moon cloth appeared, all the aura around it became lifeless.

Even if the mother-in-law is a god, it will take some time to get rid of it.

But soon she realized something was wrong.

Because this method is useless to her, and the outsider monk is entangled in the dragon's whiskers and cannot escape. Even the black moon cloth cannot break the imprisonment.

"Mo Guantian!"

She turned back and looked in the direction of the Holy Child Temple.

An extremely terrifying aura appeared there, and a white bird flew from the sky.

The white bird is very conspicuous under the black moon, and its speed is extremely fast. It is a white bird in the realm of creation. I don't know if it is a monster or a monster.

The mother-in-law wanted to rush over, but she couldn't use her spiritual energy.

Mo Guantian turned around and tried his best to take out a talisman. However, before the talisman could be used, a feather burst out from the white bird.

It penetrated the space, and the next second, it penetrated directly into Mo Guantian's heart.

The white bird was very nimble. It took away the sacred weapon of deduction from Mo Guantian, escaped into the space fragments and left directly.

"Master!"

"Taoist Priest Mo!"
Chapter completed!