Legend of the Great Sage

? At some point, the chanting stopped, and the monks looked gloomy.

The green smoke from the pagoda incense curled up in the main hall, where the Buddha looked down silently, with a secretive expression, half-smiling but not smiling.

Li Qingshan suddenly felt tremendous pressure, and the violent demonic thoughts could no longer be suppressed. His back was burning with fire, and with a ferocious and furious look on his face, he leaned forward, as if he was about to pounce on the abbot of Yangon.

With his forehead almost touching the bald head of the abbot of Yangon, he suddenly activated the "Ling Turtle Zhenhai Jue", restrained all movements, and said word by word: "Of course not!"

The abbot of Yangon almost wanted to ask back: "Who are you?" He had to hold back the fierce murderous aura that rushed towards him, and he did not dodge. Even the Demon King's intimidation was no more than this. And this was in the Pure Land Temple, at the foot of the Buddha, and his demonic nature was so profound.

However, Li Qingshan did not lie, and the abbot of Yangon had to admit this. He sat up straight and clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, I wrongly blamed you. But how far is it from being possessed by a demon if fellow Taoist behaves like this?"

From ancient times to the present, there are countless practitioners who have fallen into the devil's path. Especially in this border of the devil's realm, even those with strong will will continue to be infected.

"I advise fellow Taoist to leave Black Cloud City and go back to Wanxiang Sect!"

Li Qingshan frowned, not to mention whether Li Liehuo and Chao Tianjiao would simply let him go, and he didn't really want to go back now. He had only been here for a few days, and he had received countless benefits, including hundreds of thousands of demon corpses and armors and weapons, massive meritorious services and contributions, and a severe revenge on Li Liehuo. If you stay in Wanxiang Sect, how can such a good thing happen?

So he smiled, although in the eyes of the abbot of Yangon, the smile became more and more ferocious.

"Master, this is not my fault."

"Whose fault is it?" the abbot of Yangon asked.

"Master, please look."

Li Qingshan turned around and took off his clothes, revealing the lifelike statue of the Demon of Freedom, which was deeply imprinted on his strong back, as if he was born with it.

"This is!"

The abbot of Yangon was shocked and clearly felt the divinity in it. This is not just a tattoo image, but a mark that can actually communicate with the great freedom.

"I was the first to practice the Book of Freedom. I had no previous experience as a reference, so I had to explore on my own. In order to speed up my practice, I used the Sacrifice method of the Holy Canon Sect, but unexpectedly, the Great Freedom Heaven Demon Elephant took possession of me.

Although his cultivation has greatly increased, his mind is unstable, and even if he peels off the skin and flesh, it is difficult to erase it. "

Li Qingshan’s words were not false at all.

The abbot of Yangon suddenly realized: "That's it. That's it!"

In this way, it is not surprising that Li Qingshan often shows inexplicable hostility. The Lord of the Three Thousand Worlds is well aware of the dislike of Pure Land Sect. Practitioners of Pure Land Sect are most likely to be disturbed by demons when they are going through tribulations. There are endless trouble demons and five yin demons, and even the emperor demon personally comes to prevent them. Witness the status of Arhat.

The Pure Land sect is also the one who works hardest to crack down on heretics.

These two paths are fundamentally incompatible.

Great Self-Heaven takes refuge in my Buddha. He respects the power and wisdom of the World Honored One. He does not pursue luxury and pleasure as the world imagines. Instead, he attaches great importance to asceticism and practices hard in the Snowy Mountains all year round. The protector of all ascetics.

What the Pure Land Sect advocates is the Mahayana Buddhism that can save all sentient beings, attract a wide range of believers, establish a Buddhist kingdom, and be reborn in the Pure Land. Even Zen Buddhism, which pursues the enlightened nature, and Tantric Buddhism, which pays attention to the secrets of the secrets, are also deeply affected.

Other ways of practice are scornfully called Hinayana Buddhism, and even heretics who paint the ashes of Mahavatar. Heretics are always more detestable than heretics. Therefore, Mahavatar is both a god and a demon.

"I have just arrived in Black Cloud City. It is impossible for me to retreat to the Wanxiang Sect, otherwise I will become a coward. But don't worry, master. I will retreat if I see you again in the future."

Li Qingshan didn't want to owe the monk any favors, so he didn't ask for it, but he had an intuition that as long as he showed the statue of the Great Freedom Demon. The abbot of Yangon will definitely take action. Because things like disgust are always mutual. Since Mahavatar hates the Pure Land Sect so much, then the Pure Land Sect must also hate Mahavatar.

The situation was as he expected, and the abbot of Yangon pondered in his heart: "The Book of Freedom, the Wanxiang Sect has really gone too far. If this son is allowed to go on like this, he will either become a demon or become a heretic, the latter even worse than The former is worse. But it seems that he is not satisfied with this situation, so I can try to guide him. Since the World Honored One can subdue the Great Israel, I can also subdue this mere demon!"

So he said: "I can try to erase this statue of the God of Freedom for fellow Taoist, what do you think, fellow Taoist!"

He made up his mind that even if Li Qingshan objected, he would still take action.

Li Qingshan was overjoyed, knowing that in front of this monk, any deception would be seen through, so he did not pretend to do anything: "Then there is Master Lao."

Since both parties are willing to do so, things will be simple. The abbot of Yangon ordered people to remove the tables, and then rang the bell to summon all the monks in the temple. Let Li Qingshan sit in the middle of the Main Hall, while he sits behind Li Qingshan, surrounded by hundreds of monks.

"Are you ready?"

"Please take action, Master!"

The sound of chanting rang out one after another, and in conjunction with the sound of golden bowls, wooden fish and other magical instruments, the buzz echoed in the main hall: "Namo Amitabha, Namo Amitabha, Namo Amitabha..."

Li Qingshan's head was so noisy that it almost exploded. His back was burning, and the Demon Statue of Freedom glared angrily, as if it was about to come to life.

"Hey, it really works!"

The abbot of Yangon clasped his hands together, his eyelids were half-draped, he was dignified and solemn, and a golden halo rose behind his head. He looked solemn and precious, vaguely similar to the Giant Buddha.

"Na, Wu, A, Mi, Tuo, Buddha! Om, ma, na, pa, mi, hum!"

Slowly spit out twelve words, each word contains incomparable power, like a lion's roar. It made the Mahavira Palace tremble slightly. When he uttered the last word, he slapped Li Qingshan on the back.

boom!

Li Qingshan felt a sweetness in his throat, almost vomiting blood, and his internal organs were about to burst. He thought to himself: "This bald donkey is really cruel, does he want to kill me?"

In the eyes of the abbot of Yangon, there is only the demon statue of the Great Freedom. If it cannot be destroyed, then Li Qingshan, who is carrying this demon image and is walking the path of the Great Freedom, will be destroyed. Although he is a disciple of the Wanxiang Sect, it is impossible to kill him directly, but he can be seriously injured and his cultivation will be unable to advance any further. At least it can prevent the spread of "The Book of Freedom" in the Wanxiang Sect.

"There are no two great ways, so you can't blame me!"

Li Qingshan gritted his teeth and resisted. His physical strength shocked the abbot of Yangon. He immediately calmed down and mobilized all his strength. His whole body shone brightly, like a sun falling into the Mahavira Hall. The Buddha shone brightly in the light. .

The palms of his hands penetrated Li Qingshan's back inch by inch and pressed on the chest of the Demon Statue of Freedom.

"The world is like a house on fire, and all living beings suffer. The Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss saves all living beings."

Amidst the extremely pious chanting, the monks saw in a trance that a translucent Buddha stepped down from the throne, passed the abbot of Yangon with its big feet, and stepped behind Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan felt a bang in his head, as if it was exploding, and the sea of ​​consciousness was overturned. Only a giant Buddha stood in it, looking down at him with a secretive expression, half-smiling but not smiling.

The "Book of Freedom" started to operate involuntarily, and Li Qingshan almost instinctively resisted with all his strength. The Demon Statue of Freedom really started to move, waving its arms, angrily ready to fight.

However, this power is so vast and this idea is so firm. I am the only one in the world and cannot be shaken at all. He couldn't even move a finger, he could only worship and take refuge in my Buddha.

He couldn't help but feel a trace of regret, he wouldn't let it go this time!

In the eyes of the abbot of Yangon, the statue of the Great Freedom gradually became blurred and distorted, and a smile appeared on his lips.

Suddenly, an idea filled with great destruction and destruction descended from the sky and penetrated Li Qingshan's Tianling Gai.

The third eye of the free demon statue behind it opened on its forehead and shot out a ray of black divine fire, hitting the center of Yangon Abbot's brow.

"Ah!" The abbot of Yangon cried out in pain and fell to the ground on his back.

Li Qingshan also threw himself down immediately, and the Demon Statue of Freedom behind him disappeared. It seemed that all the power was shot out with the black divine fire, and was replaced by a golden Buddha statue.

For a moment, all the light and miracles disappeared, and the silence in the main hall was as dead as death. (~^~)