The fragrant fragrance suddenly came from the blood pool in the back mountain, and the red lotus that had been in bud for thousands of years finally bloomed that day.

And it was also on that day that Li Chen inexplicably became a disciple of the Buddha who took lives.

At that time, he raised his head, and in front of him were bald heads bowing their heads.

Just like now, except that the number of bald heads in front of me at this moment is ten times more than before.

"Amitabha."

Li Chen proclaimed the Buddha's name sincerely.

Suddenly I thought of my master, senior brother, senior uncle, and senior uncle who were far away in southern Xinjiang.

Once upon a time, Sesshou Temple was cast aside by Buddhists all over the world and questioned by many.

It is obviously a hidden temple of Zen Buddhism, but it has become a demonic temple that everyone shouts about.

He was obviously killing to protect the Tao, but he became a bloodthirsty and evil evil Buddha.

Quietly guarding the killing forest that traps the demon clan.

They are not only killing the cultivation resources in the forest, but also for the common people in the world.

Two hundred years of closed temples and mountains.

Two Hundred Years of Heroic Loneliness.

Living in a corner, unknown.

At this moment, he finally stood at the highest point of Buddhism, looking down at all living beings.

Finally, the name of Sesshou Temple was rectified.

Killing is to protect life, killing karma is not killing people!
Chapter completed!