Saint Ancestor of All Demons

The thought of the two is essentially discussing that when traditional religion faces modern impact, how to complete the transformation of social governance functions while maintaining the spiritual core.

The concept of "despicable saints" proposed by Xiang Chen is actually a variant of pragmatism in context. The ultimate answer to "Wanjiao is the people" secretly coincides with the dilemma of "removing the charm world needs to be re -attached".

The silence of Master Zenkong is not only the loss of individual debates, but also symbolizes the explanation of the traditional religious interpretation system when dealing with the complex modernity of the two dogs.

Zen Kong was automatic. There was a virtual shadow of the Diamond Sutra over the ancient capital. Each question was flowing with golden Buddha blood. He stepped out of the ground.

"Sheep's grass is a living, tiger meat eats meat, and there is no distinction between good and evil." The old monk's abbot of the abbot raised his hand and held a falling bodhi leaves. The veins on the leaves turned into " The scriptures of the Big Nirvana Sutra.

"However, if sheep eat meat, it is a bad way to recover the method, just as the owner uses bloody means to change his life against the people."

Xiang Chen shook his head slightly: "It is not a sheep to eat meat, and the reincarnation method is broken. It was the sheep who had become a meat -eating sheep suddenly struggling to fight with the tiger.

Zen Kong was silent, not thinking about arguing with Xiang Chen, and hunting in the sudden wind.

The shadow of Xiang Chen suddenly twisted into a dark vortex. Sanskrits were wrapped around the body like a chain, and the chanting sound of Tian Sa Gudu was mixed with the sharp demon howling.

"The master knows that why is there only half a part of the Moon Zen's time?" The old monk fingertips picked a dead leaf, and the veins trembled as the Sanskrit in the shadow of Xiang Chen.

"When His Holiness cut the magic, he seized the three poisons in this world."

As soon as the words fell, the dragon knife between Xiang Chen's waist suddenly had half an inch.

The black dragon blood pupil inlaid in inlaid of the handle reflects the amazing picture -countless baby skulls are accumulated under the Buddhist temple tiles, and each bone eyebrow heart is burned with black 卍 characters.

"Mo Dudu beings!" Xiang Chen's pupils contracted, and the sword was swept away from three -foot tiles. Twelve bone chains came out in the bones, and the end of the end was twelve dry corpses wearing crickets, and their necks perfeced the familiar magic tentacles.

Zen Kong sighed into a thunder: "It seems that the fate of the owner and my Buddha is deeper than expected."

Xiang Chen's thoughts made him feel fear, and at the same time made Zen Kong's heart of killing. He knew that if he did not kill this person, the person's idea would inevitably shake the foundation of their western denominations in the future.

He faded away the golden body full of magic patterns, and the inside of the sanctuary of the sanctuary Buddha turned out to be densely deeper.

There are half of the palms that appeared behind the thousands of manners behind the thousands of hands. "When two million years ago, the emperor presented me to teach 300,000 boys and girls, and it was also the peace in the world."

Xiang Chen suddenly laughed. He allowed the magic Sanskrit to climb his neck, but his palm lit up the thousands of inconvenient runes in Vientiane Wuxian God: "Do the master know why I dare to go alone to meet the Moon Zen Kingdom?"

During the trembling ground, Xiang Chen's foot was distorted, and the huge Vientiane Wuji refining the sky -bearing furnace broke the space. ""

At the moment of the dragon knife completely out of the sheath, the vast qi, Zen singing, and Xianxian knife in the middle of Dingzhong blended with the magic.

Xiang Chen walked like a big monster on the blood of the corpse mountains, and his pupils turned into Vientiane Win -Chi Yin and Yang Pisces: "It's the heaven of this food."

Zen Kong Qian's technique broke out, but the bergamot on the left was Taoist Yuqing Ruyi: "When the Moon Zen was cut off the three corpses, the vicious corpse turned into a magic Buddha. Whenever continuity? "

He suddenly pulled away his chest, and his heart beating was Xiang Chen's shadow Sanskrit. "Because of the other half of the part, you need to use the emperor's magic heart blood as the ink!"

Behind he appeared in the kingdom of heaven and earth. Among the kingdom of heaven and earth, heaven and earth were created by the capital of Heaven and Earth.

In Ding's boiling incense willingness, countless people's virtual shadows are worshiping the Fa Tianxiang, but their heavenly lids are connected to the magic tentacles.

"So Pu Du sentient beings!"

Xiang Chen suddenly laughed, and the devil all over his body resonated with Dingzhong's willingness.

The reversal character that emerged between his forehead, behind the at the same time, raised the lucky jade seal, Shurafa, and the Buddha's gold body.

"town!"

Zen Kong Qianqian waved huge palms in a natural manner, and the Daomen sword tactics were knotted.

The mana of heaven and earth is condensed, and the mana cultivation after absorbing faith in the kingdom of heaven and earth is not weak.

Countless golden energy cohesion forms a golden golden sword light. When piercing the clouds, the magic pattern of the condensed power of the Confucianism and Taoism of the Tianqin Empire behind Xiang Chen burst.

The energy bamboo simplifies of the spiritual pattern of the sky are turned into countless Confucian characters. The Renzi characters in each benevolent righteousness and wise faith ignite the black inflammation, dyed the lightly Buddha light into ink.

"Break!" Xiang Chen also pointed out the dragon's spine, and the black dragon's blood pupil shot 360 red manges.

The power of time and space of others broke out and moved instantly, waved to the vision of the old monk's world of heaven and earth.

Where the blade passed, the Tianling cover of the people's virtual shadow was broken, and the magic tentacles were twisted into the Sanskrit chain of the "Tibetan Wishes" behind the flesh.

Xiang Chen cut the chains with this knife, and the opponent's faith power supply was cut off.

But the old monk did not look panicked at all.

The shadow Sanskrit at Chan Kong's heart suddenly surged, and he sacrificed a magic weapon, which was the bronze incense tripod that the Great Zen Temple usually used to light incense, insert incense, and burn wish talismans.

The bronze tripod made a deafening cry. The golden bodies of eight hundred arhats appeared on the tripod, but their eyebrows were all pierced with the Jiejiao's killing nails.

"Do you know what Alaya consciousness is?" The old monk stepped on the magic lotus and rose into the air, and the thousand-handed Dharma image formed the Vajra Wheel Seal, "You should bear the cause and effect of the Tianfeng Dynasty in the past-"

"I don't bear it, they have committed sins, and I have killed them to pay for it."

As soon as the voice fell, Xiang Chen appeared behind Chan Kong. The Dragon Fault Blade burst down with the power of many bloodlines, but the blade sank into the mud when it touched the cassock - the lining of the cassock was woven with the silk of the magic insect, and each silk thread was flowing with the slime of the magic insect.

"Humanity is evil, sun and sky fire" Xiang Chen shouted, and the divine will of human nature was evil, which urged the explosion and merged into the sun and sky fire.

Sun and sky fire rose around Xiang Chen, and the scene of the Zhao emperor offering sacrifices to the Great Zen Temple appeared in the flames. The corpses of the boys and girls who were sucked dry by the magic insects were wailing and twisting in the burning.

Chan Kong's state of mind and spiritual world also showed signs of collapse.