Demoness, Where Are You Fleeing To?

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When the mountain-like giant hand of the Wanzhang Buddha Mother pressed down on the capital.

Peng Fulai, who was patrolling the east area of ​​the city, couldn't help but frown, and his face was wrinkled into the shape of a bitter melon.

When Xuan Chenzi saw him like this, he felt very panicked: "How are you doing, Fu Lai?"

"The sound of the piano has become stronger again!" Peng Fulai looked at the huge Buddha statue in the sky with extremely strange eyes.

He was shocked, curious, and angry, but there was no hostility: "Qianqian said this is the naturalized divine voice? I feel very peaceful now, and I actually begin to think that it is right for her to save the people in this way. Let people escape from the sea of ​​suffering and witness the emptiness.

Fuck her immortal Banban, I feel like if I continue like this, I will be completely ruined. "

Of course, the situation has not reached the point he said. Peng Fulai can clearly sense that his mind is being distorted by the music.

If this is the case for myself, let alone other ordinary people.

Next, Peng Fulai heard a clear sound of reading coming from a distance.

These voices came from all directions, some originated from the Imperial College, some came from official schools and societies in every corner of the capital, and some came from the Imperial Academy, Six Ministries, Nine Temples, Three Dharma Divisions, etc.

The total number of people is no less than tens of thousands, all of whom are reciting the two articles "The Analects of Confucius Shuer" and "The Analects of Confucius Yong Ye".

Peng Fulai knew that these two Confucian classics contained words that were particularly lethal to gods, demons and monsters.

For example, "The son does not speak of strange powers and confuses the gods", such as "Respect ghosts and gods and keep away from them".

The voices and majesty of these tens of thousands of people gathered together, and a majestic majesty suddenly rose in the sky of the capital.

They formed a golden air column that shot straight into the sky, causing all the evil spirits in the city to wail in pain.

Peng Fulai looked slightly relaxed. The suppression effect of this majestic energy on the sound of the piano was more obvious than that of the 'Nine Cauldrons and Five Dragons Hunyuan Formation'.

Immediately afterwards, waves of Zen sounds rang out in the sky.

This is the Shurangama Sutra, the Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra, etc., which are the most orthodox classics in Buddhism.

It is absolutely different from the White Lotus Sutra written by the White Lotus Buddha Mother. In the major temples in the capital, huge Buddha statues appear in the void, with pieces of lotus covering the sky above the capital.

At this time, angry scoldings came from the direction of several temples: "You are so impudent! There is no place in the capital for a demon like you to be so rampant!"

"The evil heretics who have ruined the reputation of our Buddhist sect also dare to call themselves Buddhas?"

"Isn't this reasonable? The transformation of divine sounds is my Buddhist method of subduing demons. How dare you use it to deceive people's hearts?"

Even the several Taoist temples with Taoist sects in the city also appeared at this time with a statue of the Three Pure Dharmakayas and the Dharma-protecting generals, confronting the huge Buddha Mother in the sky.

However, their momentum is far inferior to that of Buddhism. .

Just because most of the Taoist temples of Quanzhen Taoism and Zhengyi Taoism are built outside the city, there are many Buddhist temples in the capital.

At this time, high in the sky, the White Lotus Buddha Mother was looking down with a sneer.

The Confucian sect's majestic spirit and the Buddhist sect's Sanskrit sound have a great suppressive effect on Zhao Xixue's 'naturalized divine sound'.

Our Lady of White Lotus can sense that the growth rate of her followers in the city has slowed down significantly.

——But that is only suppression, not elimination!

"Confucianism!" At this time, the eyes of the Holy Mother White Lotus were already directed towards the Confucian Temple and the Imperial College.

At this time, within the Confucian Temple and the Imperial College, not only were there three thousand supervisors of the Imperial College, but the Ministry of Rites of the Jin Dynasty also temporarily summoned thousands of Confucian scholars from the capital to gather here.

At this time, the Qiuwei Township Ceremony was approaching, and all the accomplished Confucian scholars in Beizhili gathered here.

Our Lady of the White Lotus realized that the biggest obstacle preventing her from converting the three million believers in the capital was right here.

The Holy Mother of White Lotus then said with a smile but not a smile: "Ignorant people, what's the meaning of your Confucian scriptures and lofty ideals in practice? If you follow the rules every day, your life will be worse than those of the so-called monks. Why don't you take refuge in me? Enter my empty homeland and enjoy eternal bliss.”

At this moment, the body of her Buddha statue suddenly opened its heavenly eyes from the center of her eyebrows and shined in the direction of the Imperial College. In an instant, countless golden Buddha lights enveloped the entire Imperial Academy, colliding with the mighty golden pillars.

This caused the expressions of everyone in the Imperial College, including Hu Hu, the Minister of Rites, and the Imperial Wine Festival, to change drastically.

They are not afraid of the Buddha's power to suppress the White Lotus Virgin, but they have to be wary of the 'naturalized voice' that has suddenly increased tenfold in intensity.

When the many Confucian scholars in the Imperial Academy who were supposed to recite the two articles "The Analects of Confucius Shuer" and "The Analects of Confucius Yong Ye" unconsciously started to recite the "White Lotus Sutra" instead.

The face of the Imperial College Jijiu suddenly became livid with anger: "These bastards!"

He recognized that most of the Confucian scholars who were forcibly converted by the White Lotus Virgin were those who usually hung around brothels and did not pay much attention to their studies.

In comparison, the situation of the many students taking exams in the nearby Confucian Temple was much better. Among a hundred people, there were only two or three at most.

Imperial College Jijiu swore in his heart that after this incident, the laws and disciplines within the Imperial College must be rectified and all the scumbags must be cleared out.

"This devil!" Hu Xi, the Minister of Rites, looked at the sky, his eyes were extremely gloomy. With the dignity of the Minister of Rites, he tried his best to unite all the powerful spirits to fight against the sound of the piano.

There was even a red color on his face. The whole body is burning with golden flames, which is a way to stimulate the vitality, making the strength of the aura increase by several percent.

While the Imperial Academy was drinking wine, his heart was pounding. He turned to look at Hu Hu, the Minister of Rites, and said, "The situation is urgent. Should we ask the emperor to come out?"

In fact, he is not worried about the Holy Mother of White Lotus. If the three Confucian, Taoist and Buddhist schools in the capital work together, they will not be able to survive without a White Lotus.

The problem is with the Temple of Heaven and Earth. Once the Temple of Heaven and Earth is damaged, the entire fate of the Jin Dynasty will collapse.

At this time, the entire capital's power was restrained by the White Lotus Virgin.

Moreover, if the naturalized divine voice lasts for too long, those who are ‘converted’ will soon become the most devout White Lotus believers, leaving endless troubles for the Jin Dynasty.

The only one who can resolve this crisis now is the Emperor.

When Yu Jie had no time to think about anything else, only Emperor Jingtai could suppress this evil White Lotus Buddha.

Hu Xi nodded slightly with a pale face: "That's all."

He knew how serious Emperor Jingtai's injuries were in that battle half a year ago.

Forcibly awakening Emperor Jingtai at this time would only make his situation worse.

At this moment, he heard a familiar voice: "Hu Shangshu, can I try it first? If it doesn't work, it won't be too late to alarm the emperor."

Hu Bi was startled when he heard this, turned around and looked twenty feet away behind him. He first saw a Nirvana divine flame burning the void, and at the same time a concussive force caused the space to continuously tremble violently, and actually forced a gap in the 'Nine Cauldrons and Five Dragons Hunyuan Formation' that was sealed inside and outside the capital.

Then a shuttle crashed into the sky, carrying several figures of men and women, returning from the underworld to the yang world.

The first person was Li Xuan.

"The Champion?" A glint appeared in Hu Xi's eyes, and then he smiled bitterly: "I'm not boasting, the Champion's ability to unite all the powerful forces should be inferior to me."

He is the Minister of Rites, the eldest uncle of Confucian scholars in the world, and his status in the Confucian sect can be said to be unrivaled.

In this regard, even Yan Shenggong and Li Xuan, the protectors of Neo-Confucianism, were far behind.

Li Xuan also nodded: "Uncle Grand Zong's ability to unify all living beings is naturally much better than mine. But -"

He took out his "Song of Righteousness" folding fan and unfolded it in front of Hu Hui: "Junior has made some progress in his righteousness recently."

"Huh?" At this time, Hu Bi, with fluttering beard and hair, and a vigorous body, looked at the folding fan in Li Xuan's hand intently, and then looked at Li Xuan in disbelief.

"Liu Li Wu Xia!"

He wondered what was going on between heaven and earth? In just one thousand years since Duke Wen Zhong Lie, three great Confucian scholars have appeared?

Around Hu Hui, the many great scholars were buzzing with excitement, and some of them were even so excited that they couldn't help themselves.

"Is it almost pure white? It's actually so pure."

"Liu Li Wuxia? At this time of year, this is really a blessing for our Confucian sect and a blessing for the Jin Dynasty."

"Fortunately, there is another Dinghai Shenzhen in our Confucian sect."

"Actually, I borrowed some external help." Li Xuan looked at Hu Xi with sincere eyes: "Junior is brave and wants to give it a try! In addition, Li also wants to borrow the 'Dragon Beard Brush' from the Confucian Temple and the one hundred and twenty Use the film 'Qingtian Jian'."

The "Dragon Beard Brush" is the most precious treasure of Confucianism and a semi-divine treasure. It is said that Dong Zi used the "Long Beard Brush" to write "Spring and Autumn Fanlu" in the past.

As for the 'Qingtian Slips', they are a legacy from the Han Dynasty. Sima Qian cut down 150 blue sky sacred bamboos to make bamboo slips and wrote "Historical Records".

He used more than 13,000 pieces, and less than 4,000 pieces were left to be passed down to later generations. Today, there are very few left.

But after hearing this, Hu Xi did not hesitate. He waved his sleeves and said: "Master Jijiu, go to the Confucian Temple quickly and take out the 'Dragon Beard Brush' and 'Qingtian Slips' for me!"

At this time, Li Xuan was holding the Wenshan Seal in his hand and rising into the air step by step like climbing a ladder to heaven.

Every time Li Xuan took a step, part of the majestic energy of all the people in the capital condensed on him.

After about a hundred steps, Li Xuan had already reached a thousand feet in the sky.

Holy Mother White Lotus had noticed him a long time ago, and Yaokong sneered: "It's you again? What? Hu Hu can't do it. If it were you, you would be able to prevent my Buddhist kingdom from coming to this world?"

"Presumptuous!" Li Xuan's eyes widened angrily, and his tongue thundered.

His majestic energy combined with Shen Kui's thunderous sound instantly resembled rolling spring thunder, shaking in all directions.

This loud shout had an effect that was not inferior to Yu Jie's before. After the entire capital, at least 100,000 people woke up from the sound of the God of Naturalization, and everyone looked confused.

The Holy Mother of White Lotus didn't care much. Li Xuan's divine thunderous sound could only help temporarily, but not for a long time.

In a moment at most, these people will become addicted again under the influence of the naturalized divine voice.

But then, she saw a majestic pillar of energy rising from Li Xuan's body.

It was actually made of glazed color as the foundation stone, gathering the majesty of the 70,000 Confucian scholars in the capital. That giant pillar that was almost pure purple in color actually solidified all the spirits that were originally turbulent in the world.

"You guy-"

The Holy Mother of White Lotus was horrified. This demon who was blocking her from attaining enlightenment had such a pure aura that she was chasing after Yu Jie!

She snorted coldly and said no more.

Just because the mighty Tianzhu from Li Xuan has suppressed the spread of her followers.

The White Lotus Virgin's expression was cold, and then she tore off one of her hands, turning it into bright red blood drops, which spilled onto the lotus platform.

This blood not only caused the entire lotus platform to burn with blood flames, but also made Zhao Xixue's transformed divine voice even more powerful.

The Holy Mother of White Lotus herself looked at Li Xuan with cold eyes. The three eyes of her Buddha body were also looking at Li Xuan.

"No one can stop me in this world today! You Li Xuan can't do it, and the same goes for Jinque Tiangong and Emperor Jingtai!"

Li Xuan, who was standing in the void, felt that his whole body was under endless pressure. His flesh, flesh, and bones were shattered by this force; his spirit and consciousness were also oppressed by the power of the White Lotus Mother to the point of collapse.

At this moment, a pen suddenly flew out from the direction of the Confucian Temple, and one hundred and twenty pieces of cyan brilliance fell into Li Xuan's hands one after another.

Li Xuan bit the tip of his tongue suddenly, grabbed the 'Dragon Beard Pen' at the same time, and then used all the energy and blood in his body and all the remaining energy to write on a blue sky slip.

First of all, the two words "Yuan Dao" suddenly generated thousands of thunders in the sky, and Li Xuan continued to wave his words - "Universal love is called benevolence, doing it appropriately is called righteousness, and it is called Tao, which is sufficient for oneself." It is virtuous not to wait outside."

"Therefore, there are gentlemen and villains in the Tao, and there are evil and good virtues. Lao Tzu's small benevolence and righteousness are not to be destroyed, but those who see them are small."

——This is Han Yu's "Yuan Dao". In another world, Han Yu, the leader of the Eight Great Masters of the Tang and Song Dynasties, used it to refute the faults of Buddha and the Elders, and trace the origins of Confucianism through the ages!

Just when Li Xuan wrote in succession, "What he calls Tao is Tao, and it is not what I call Tao." The so-called virtue is the virtue of virtue, which is not what I call virtue. ’ The moment he said these words, the glazed sky pillar around him suddenly transformed into the shape of a huge luan bird, and made a clear sound that shook the sky.

At this moment, the 'returning divine voice' that originally covered the entire city was actually covered by the sound of phoenix cry, and could no longer be conveyed to everyone's ears.

Huang Jun in the Imperial Academy was extremely excited when she saw this. She suddenly rose into the air and turned into a three hundred-foot red golden phoenix. UU Reading www.uukaｎshu． netｔHovering in the sky together with the Luan bird, dancing in resonance.

Even Li Xuan’s ‘Sacred Blood Qingluan’ and Xue Yunrou’s ‘Red Cloud Phoenix’ couldn’t help but join in.

At this time, tens of thousands of Confucian scholars in the entire capital raised their heads. They looked excited and looked up at the sky with fascination.

From the words written by Li Xuan, they sensed the extremely pure essence of Confucianism.

"Feng Ming?" The Imperial Academy was offering wine, and his scalp was already numb.

In the past, there were phoenixes perching and singing in Qishan Mountain. People believed that the phoenixes came because of King Wen's good governance and were a good omen for the prosperity of Zhou Dynasty.

In the following decades, the Great Zhou Dynasty was indeed established on behalf of the Shang Dynasty.

He thought to himself, what kind of article was this that could trigger such a vision?

While the Imperial Academy was drinking wine, he looked at the white lotus Buddha's body from afar, and found that outside the appearance, there were many tiny cracks and began to slowly collapse.