I Became a God in Tokyo

On the viewing platform.

Red leaves constantly floated up from the mountains, passed over the heads of the crowd, and flew into the air.

As time passed, the crimson cloud covering everyone's heads continued to grow, covering the entire mountain.

The gaps between are gradually being filled, and even sunlight cannot easily penetrate.

The sky and the earth changed color.

In the depths of the invisible red cloud, there were already bursts of thunderous cracking sounds, shocking people's hearts.

At this moment, even the tourists on the viewing platform faintly sensed something was wrong.

The sound of heated discussion, praise, and photo taking has subsided at some point.

The entire viewing platform became extremely silent.

People looked curiously, nervously, or fearfully at the crimson cloud above their heads.

Boom!

With a loud noise, a thick purple-red flame suddenly spewed out from the crimson cloud, flung across the air like a long snake.

The scorching heat that can be seen at a glance distorts the places it passes by.

And this loud noise seemed to be the signal to start.

In an instant, all the red leaves became more and more beautiful, and the rich red awns flowed among them.

The entire crimson cloud moved as if burning.

Seeing this scene, Master Jingshui became anxious.

He flung his monk's robe violently, turned around and said eagerly.

"Hurry up, Huiyuan Huitong, take your junior brother and quickly go back to the temple, don't pack up your things, go directly to Qingzhong!"

Hearing this, he was taken aback by the two closest apprentices of Master Jingshui.

They knew that the green bell that their master said was referring to the huge ancient bronze bell hanging behind the Yaowang Temple.

According to records, it has been hung for hundreds of years, but the sound of the bell is still not mixed. When it is struck, the sound of the chime can be heard throughout Mount Takao.

Can.

"Master, it's not time to ring the bell yet." Hui Yuan asked in confusion.

"Idiot, who told you to ring the bell, quickly put down the green bell, and take your junior brother to hide!"

Master Jingshui shouted angrily.

Although Yaowang Temple does not sell medicine, it also has some secrets.

In the entire Yaowang Temple, only Master Jingshui knew about this matter.

The ordinary-looking ancient clock that had been hanging behind the temple for hundreds of years was actually a divine tool.

After people hide in, no matter what kind of impact the bell body receives, they will be safe and sound.

This news was passed down by word of mouth through the past generations of hosts.

The reason why he refuses to publicize is that he is worried about being targeted by people with ulterior motives and causing unnecessary danger.

But now, obviously, he can no longer scruple so much.

The catastrophe is coming, how many can be saved!

No matter whether his apprentice can understand or not, Master Jingshui just kept urging: "Do you understand? If you understand, then go!"

".Yes!" Although the two disciples didn't understand, they could only bow down and answer.

"Then, what about you as the host?" Huitong raised his head and asked one more question.

Master Jingshui cast his eyes on the approaching red leaves, and said.

"I'll try and see if I can delay for a while."

Hearing this, Huitong was taken aback. He pointed to the cloud of red leaves above his head, feeling a little parched.

"Master, is this a disaster?"

"That's right." Master Jingshui replied in a deep voice, "Let's go."

Hearing this, Huitong didn't move.

The disciples behind him also looked at each other.

Without saying a word, they rushed forward.

You grabbed my hand and I carried my foot, trying to carry Master Stillwater away on his shoulders.

"Evil disciples! What do you want to do?" Sensing the intentions of the monks, Master Jingshui shouted sharply.

The sound was not too loud, but it fell on the ears of the few monks who rushed forward, like a great bell, it made their brains buzzing, and they had to let go of their hands and feet.

"Hurry up!" Master Jingshui stared again, urging him.

Huiyuan hugged his master's thigh, clenched his teeth and said: "Master, no way, how can there be a disciple who abandons the master and escapes by himself!"

"And you are the soul of Yaowang Temple, only you can't do anything!"

When Master Jingshui heard this, he immediately showed a Buddha face: "Idiot, all sentient beings are just fine, why should you care about these things?"

"Forget it, if you don't want to leave, that's your fate, I don't want to say any more as a teacher."

Then he turned around, regardless of the gazes of the disciples behind him, with the name of the Buddha, he walked forward with his head held high.

The crowd sensed his arrival, and consciously separated to the two sides to make way for him.

Master Jingshui stood in front of the cliff, the place closest to the cloud of red leaves.

Exhaling deeply, he slowly closed his palms and closed his eyes.

Chanting in a low voice.

In the palm of his hand, there was a tiny ray of Buddha's light emanating faintly.

Coupled with his fat head and big ears, he really has the look of Maitreya Buddha, which makes this palm have a bit of Buddha nature.

When the light in his palm was at its peak, he suddenly opened his eyes and sighed leisurely.

"The Buddha said, I will not go to hell."

Immediately, he slapped a flat palm towards the cloud of red leaves covering the sky and covering the sky.

The light of Buddha flashed by.

After a while, two or three red leaves fell sporadically.

Upon seeing this, Master Jingshui nodded calmly.

Well, it failed to penetrate the enemy armor.

As expected.

I am a human being, how can I have the power to resist under such a mighty power of heaven and earth?

If you want to survive this catastrophe, unless there is a bodhisattva who is willing to do good and good deeds just passing by here, or the Buddha came to the world

So, is there any Buddha who is free and can come here?

Just treat it as selling me Jingshui to save face, and I will go back to the temple to burn incense for everyone!

The huge sense of oppression made Master Jingshui couldn't help being confused, and began to think wildly.

Suddenly, exclamations came from the crowd.

"Host, look!" Huiyuan rushed to his side, pointing at the sky excitedly.

"There are people in the sky!"

What?

Master Jingshui raised his head in astonishment.

At the junction of the sky and the red leaves, a black shadow appeared.

Although the reflection is not clear due to the dim light, it can be seen that it is the back of a person.

At this moment, the figure seemed to stand out of nowhere, standing in the sky with a posture that could make Newton yell.

Seeing this figure from behind, Master Jingshui was shocked.

Damn it, is it really here?

Bai Mujun stood in mid-air, raised his head slightly, and calmly watched the cloud of red leaves that seemed to be burning.

On the surface, he seemed to be standing in the sky.

In fact, they appear in the same position continuously through escapism.

After all, he still can't overcome gravity.

He can only reappear in the same place through the escape method before the body falls.

But as long as the speed is fast enough, in terms of visual effect, it seems to be really standing in the sky.

At this moment, he looked at the cloud of red leaves that was becoming more and more blazing, and frowned.

Don't know what's going on though.

But in the transparent mode, the huge power contained in the cloud of red leaves at this moment made him a little frightened.

Although there is not much mana in each red leaf.

But the accumulated total may exceed 10,000 points of mana.

And it was released through a high-temperature explosion.

The area covered by the red cloud in front of me alone exceeds a radius of one kilometer.

Bai Mujun couldn't imagine how powerful the explosion would be and how much damage it would cause.

Can't even think about it.

I am afraid that the entire Mount Takao will be razed to the ground.

Looking at the clouds of red leaves covering the sky, Bai Mujun also showed a trace of sadness on his face.

If there is only a small group, I may still try to break it up with the Crescent Palm.

But with such a huge range, even the Crescent Palm can't do anything.

And if you strike out rashly and catalyze the explosion, it will be a big mistake.

While thinking, a series of roars sounded like thunder.

A series of crimson fireballs spewed out, and the purple thunder fell suddenly, dividing the sky into countless pieces.

The intense red glow on the entire red cloud turned into a faint purple.

Faintly about to erupt.

Seeing this, Bai Mujun no longer hesitated.

With mana surging, he decisively stretched out his hand towards the red leaves all over the sky.

Since Crescent Palm cannot be used.

Then let's see the Kingdom of God with a radius of three kilometers.

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