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When Chen Xin opened the golden door under the toes of the Buddha statue and saw the scene inside, his body shook suddenly, and the gilded crescent shovel in his hand fell to the ground with a clanging sound.

Chen Xin suddenly let out a heart-piercing roar.

"Damn it! How could this happen."

It was the first time Long Jia heard such a gaffe voice from Chen Xin, such a violent man could utter such violent fluctuations of emotion, which made him unable to sit still.

Long Jia's neck immediately twisted 180 degrees, staring straight at the back of the gate of the Buddha statue. The things that were once densely packed are gone at this moment, leaving only a thin layer of dust on the ground. It looks quite sad, and it seems that he has experienced unimaginable events and encounters.

Those arhat relics, the golden body of the Bodhisattva, have been ashes to ashes, dust to dust, and there is no trace left in them.

Seeing this scene, Long Jia's indifferent expression couldn't hold back anymore, and he almost lost his Buddha's heart for a while, and almost broke through the meditation that had been sitting for nearly a hundred years.

He couldn't catch his breath for a long time, and just passed out like this.

"Here, what's going on here?"

Xuanzang on the side was also stunned, his expression a little broken.

All the monks present were in an uproar, as if they felt that some kind of belief in their hearts had been broken.

"How did this happen?" Long Jia couldn't help but lost his voice.

"Did that Buddha do it?"

Some of the monks couldn't help but speak out.

"How is it possible? Do you think the Arhat relics left by the ancestors of the past and the golden body of the Bodhisattva are so easy to destroy? How long did it take for the Buddha to enter, how could they be destroyed at once?"

The people next to him were speechless for a while when they heard this, not knowing what to say.

Long Jia's face was cloudy and uncertain, and he was also confused for a while, not knowing what to say.

"World Honored One...could it really be made by a Buddha?"

Xuanzang next to him couldn't help asking in a low voice.

"Impossible. His realm is not clear enough. Even if he is only one step away from the Dao, he is not sure. After all, he is just spinning around at the mortal level. There is no way to completely destroy the relic and the golden body."

Long Jia was silent for a while, and finally added: "Even if he has the means to damage the relics and the Bodhisattva's golden body, what is the point of doing so? Besides, this is only a short period of ten days. There are 800 arhat relics and 300 golden bodies of Bodhisattvas placed on the first floor of the Buddha statue, how can it be possible to destroy all of these in just a short period of ten days?"

But before entering the door of the Sakyamuni Buddha statue, Chen Xin, who was losing his mind, suddenly let out a muffled snort, and a dull sound burst out suddenly.

A group of monks saw that Chen Xin's huge figure of more than 2.5 meters was like a rag bag, and flew upside down. The speed even made a dull air burst, flying more than 50 meters in the air, and suddenly It landed on the edge of the square, and then set off a large piece of blue bricks and tiles, completely destroying a nearby temple.

"What... what?"

The monks of the Arhat Academy looked at what happened in front of them with disbelief.

After all, in the eyes of the monks, apart from the World Honored One Longga, Xuan Zang, and several other eminent monks of the Xuan generation, their strength is definitely considered top-notch in the Mani Temple.

Before the monks could react, a figure slowly appeared at the door of the Sakyamuni Buddha statue, it was Lu Ren.

He looked at the monks of the Mani Temple with a cold face, his eyes were extremely cold, and he could not make any waves. The only emotion he revealed was that he regretted that Chen Xin had practiced in the horizontal training system. A punch, just hit half to death.

World Honored Long Jia's eyes were crystal clear, captivating, staring at Lu Ren relentlessly.

"I don't know if the Buddha can get what Sakyamuni left behind?"

Lu Ren didn't hide anything, nodded and said: "Inside is a volume of scriptures of the future Buddha, presumably World Honored One Longga has heard of this volume of scriptures?"

Before Lu Ren could finish speaking, when he heard the name of the future Buddha Sutra, the real skill, Long Jia's eyes shot out a brilliant golden glow, which made the whole square brighten up.

At this time, he no longer cared what happened to the relics in the Sakyamuni Buddha statue, or after knowing that Lu Ren had obtained the future Buddha's scriptures, this was the only thing in his mind.

Xuanzang on the side was also shocked and moved.

Unexpectedly, in a small box left behind by Shakyamuni at the end, there was actually a scroll of future Buddha scriptures. If the box was not restricted, and if it was opened at will, the contents would be wiped out in an instant. Why wait countless years.

For nearly 10,000 years, generations of Mani temple presiders guarded Baoshan but did not enter its gate.

Now I learned from Lu Ren that it contained the future Buddha's Sutra, which can be called a miraculous true skill. For a while, Long Jia felt mixed feelings, both sad and excited.

It's hard to express the emotions in my heart.

"Buddha, can you borrow the scriptures of the future Buddha from the old monk for a look?"

Long Jia suppressed his emotions and tried his best to soothe his voice to ask.

Lu Ren smiled slightly when he heard the words, and shook the volume of future Buddha scriptures in Long Jia's eyes.

Facing the fiery eyes of the other party, he exuded a faint radiance while he was vomiting, like gold but not gold. The scriptures that recorded the future Buddha's scriptures were seen by the monks of Mani Temple, monk Longjia, and Xuanzang. Completely wiped out.

Seeing Lu Ren make such a move, the smile on Long Jia's face froze for an instant, and then his eyes quickly darkened.

As Monk Longjia's emotions fluctuated and changed, the temperature of the surrounding air suddenly dropped by tens of degrees, the cold wind was bleak, and a chilling aura emerged spontaneously.

Lu Ren just felt as if he was stabbed by a pair of sharp knives.

"Ding, you have been subjected to Longga's mental coercion, and the other party intends to drag you into the illusion... The mental attack has been automatically blocked."

Monk Longjia suppressed his voice, and said calmly: "What does the Buddha mean?"

During the speech, Monk Long Jia's body sitting cross-legged gradually burst out black devilish energy, and his complexion became extremely gloomy.

Lu Ren couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and pointed to his head.

"Old bald donkey, if you want, why don't you just come over and open my head and look for it yourself? Also, I'm not your disciple."

He glanced at the monks of the Mani Temple, and there was an undisguised killing intent in his eyes.

"Hundred causes must have fruit, everyone, you have created so many evils, please go to die today."

"How dare you!"

In the Bodhi Courtyard, an old monk with long eyebrows couldn't help standing up, his face was furious, his beard and hair were all stretched out, and he pointed at Lu Ren and shouted.

"I will give you the status of a Buddha, and you will be able to bear it. It is so rebellious."

Is it treason? !

Lu Ren's gaze also quickly turned cold, without any emotion in it.

"System, ten scriptures, add points!"