National Magician: I Am The Only Immortal Cultivator

Lingyun Temple has a sealed gate, which says Ksitigarbha Temple, which is an underground Buddhist temple.

The old monk Daoxin sat in front of the Ksitigarbha Buddha statue and recited scriptures, his old face was very calm.

"Old bald donkey! The power of this broken statue is gradually disappearing. Your Buddha has abandoned you. Sooner or later, I will go out and destroy your poor temple!"

The cold and angry voice of the fire ghost demon king came from under the statue of Ksitigarbha, and his tone was full of anger and violence.

"Amitabha, evil does not suppress righteousness. As long as the human race in China is not destroyed, you will never be able to go out."

The old monk Daoxin knocked on the wooden fish, and the power of faith slowly entered the statue of Ksitigarbha, the already weakened power of the god was strengthened, and the fire ghost king who had been clamoring suddenly became silent.

"Amitabha."

The old monk Daoxin continued to knock on the wooden fish. Now he has nothing to do but focus on Buddha.

the other side.

Ye Feng withdrew his consciousness and shook his head.

Unexpectedly, this Lingyun Temple actually suppressed such a monster from another world, and it even had the power of a god.

It's just a little strange, because he found that Ksitigarbha's god power became so weak for some reason.

He was almost certain that the Ksitigarbha's body resided in the statue.

Suddenly he remembered the words of the ancient Loulan sun god.

Gods did not create humans, but humans created gods.

The gap between the gods of this plane and the world of cultivating immortals is too great.

The gods here do not have physical bodies, they all exist in the form of spirits. The more creatures who believe in them, the stronger their strength will be.

China suffered from the invasion disaster of alien monsters before, and a large number of people died. Later, with the rise of magicians, the number of people who believed in gods gradually decreased, and Ksitigarbha was relatively unpopular among the gods believed by the public, and the ones worshiped at home were even more Very few.

This Ksitigarbha is not the same as that of Tianzhu, and the gods of each civilization will not be the same god even if they have the same name.

Therefore, it is not difficult to understand that the gods believed by Chinese Buddhists, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, have become so weak now.

But I still can't understand, how high is Ksitigarbha's position in Huaxia Buddhism, how could it be so weak?

Ye Feng didn't bother to think about it so much, anyway, I have nothing to do with the rain.

"Master, I feel that I have been upset recently, is there a karma?"

"This benefactor, I'm sure you don't have any karma. You will play less mahjong and recite more scriptures in the future, so that your mind will be as calm as water, and you won't be troubled by karma in the future."

"God! Master, how do you know that I often lose money playing mahjong recently?"

The middle-aged woman showed shock and admiration, but Ye Feng just smiled faintly.

Your hand has rubbed the mahjong mark, and it looks like you were too angry to pinch the mahjong. If I can't see that he, a cultivator, just blew up his dantian and committed suicide.

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Noon, lunch time.

There are quite a few serious people eating vegetarian food in Lingyun Temple, and most of them are believers, and they basically come to eat vegetarian food at a fixed time.

There is a characteristic of eating in temples. After you have finished eating, you must fetch a bowl of water to rinse off the residue in the bowl and then drink the water.

At the beginning, when Ye Feng and the others came, they didn't know about this. After eating, the water turned into swill in an instant.

It was a pain when they drank it, except for Wan Tianle.

This guy even dares to eat the tribute that has been placed for three days, and still disgusted?

Now they are smart enough to prepare a steamed bun like the other four monks. After eating, wipe the residue with the steamed bun and eat it, so that the water they drink is the same as clean water.

But there is one exception.

Han Yi, because he can't eat steamed buns, he can only endure the pain of swill every meal.

None of the vegetarians spoke, but hundreds of people were extremely quiet.

This is the eating rule of Lingyun Temple. You can't talk while eating vegetarian food. This is a respect for Buddha.

The man with glasses finished drinking the water in the bowl and walked out of the place where the vegetarian was eating.

His eyes scanned the buildings in Lingyun Temple with a sneer.

This place is really nice, but unfortunately, it will soon be reduced to ruins.

Walking out of the temple, the man with glasses went straight down the mountain to the county town under the mountain of Lingyun Temple.

Tianyun County.

Back at the hotel, he put the glasses on the cabinet, and he hung the clothes on the hangers.

The body shape changed, and the original middle-aged man suddenly turned into a half-human, half-fox appearance.

Human body and fox face, a full three meters high, snow-white hair is extremely neat and clean.

"It's still as comfortable as it used to be."

The white fox spirit demon twisted his neck, stretched out his hand, and a wave of magic energy belonging to the fox spirit demon king appeared in his hand.

This is one of the methods used by the Fox Spirit Demon King to create chaos for him.

He wanted to go directly to Lingyun Temple to break the seal and set fire to the ghost king, which would definitely cause a lot of unnecessary trouble, and might even be discovered by that old bald donkey in Lingyun Temple.

He didn't dare to meet the divine power that could suppress the Fire Ghost Demon King.

After all, he is only a super-level fourteen-star, and the fire ghost and demon king is a super-level nineteen-star. He was one of the existences that were second only to the sky demon and tiger crossing the river. The fire ghost and demon king would be suppressed, let alone him.

So he needed to find a way to distract that old bald donkey, and then he would break the seal and release the fire ghost demon king by himself.