Xuan Huan: Disciple Slow Down, The Master Can't Stand It Anymore

"Buddha's salvation!"

As soon as Long De finished speaking, the Golden Buddha of Merit, which had been struggling to resist the white light, suddenly swayed.

Crash —

Soon after, it turned into a golden liquid that covered the ground and smashed onto the floor of the hall that was paved with golden bricks.

Then, the golden liquid actually filled the entire hall!

"Evil spawn of karma!

Buddha's salvation! "

"Evil spawn of karma!

Buddha's salvation! "

"Evil spawn of karma!

Buddha's salvation! "

At the same time, murmurs began to ring out in the hall.

The golden liquid swayed back and forth, slowly coalescing into tiny human figures.

There were old and young.

There were men and women.

All of them knelt on the ground, their backs to Zhao Sheng. They clasped their hands together and kowtowed to Long De's original position!

"You monster!

You're going to turn these people into puppets after they die! "

Zhao Sheng glared at them.

How could he not see that these golden figures were all ordinary people?

Or rather, they'd all been ordinary people before they died.

They believed in Hua 'an Temple's Evil Monk Long De.

After death, they were willing to offer up their purest souls in hopes that Long De would take them to the Western Paradise!

"There are many sufferings in the world. Humans are born to suffer. Believing in Buddha, you'll be guided and transformed into a holy body of sincerity. You'll often recite Buddhist scriptures. Isn't that much better than experiencing life, old age, sickness, and death, love and hate, being unable to leave, being unable to leave, being unable to leave?"

Long De's voice rang out among the golden figures.

In the last row.

An old man who seemed to be cast entirely from gold slowly turned around. His tone was Long De's. He looked at Zhao Sheng and said seriously, "These one hundred and thirty-two people were once sincere believers. They enjoyed the pleasures of Hua 'an Temple when they were alive. After death, they can escape the torment of reincarnation. What's wrong with that?"

"Some of them are sick, some crave wealth, some want longevity, and some want to be knowledgeable."

A woman next to the old man spoke again.

It was Long De's voice again. "Look, I've fulfilled their wishes. They were sincere believers of Buddha when they were alive and are willing to follow me in death. How can you say they're puppets?"

"We're willing to follow Lord Long De!" The golden figures around them spoke in unison.

"Hahahahahahahaha!"

Then, they burst out laughing at the same time!

"Evil monk!"

Zhao Sheng stepped forward and punched out with both hands. Looking at the group of golden figures, his whole body emitted a white light that whistled out!

"You've all become puppets!

Then, you actually want me to free you! "

Zhao Sheng didn't hold back!

Bang!

Then, streams of Innate True Qi, which looked like fist energy, gushed out.

One by one, the golden figures exploded.

However, as the countless raindrop-like things exploded out, they returned to the golden pool below like rain!

"Hahahahahaha … Only my Buddha can save the world from suffering and weakness."

Following the raving-like chanting, a golden figure that was exactly the same as before slowly appeared once again.

....

If only Buddha could help!

Then why is the evil path still rampant in this world?

The evil path wreaks havoc!

Ghosts run amok! "

Zhao Sheng snorted coldly. Seeing the golden figures appear again, the divine wheel in his eyes spun and his true qi surged out again.

"If you can come back to life one by one!

Then I'll beat you until you can't come back to life!

"Let's see how strong your evil arts are!

My true qi is still the best! "

Zhao Sheng wasn't afraid at all!

He was the representative of the righteous path, the embodiment of justice. A mere evil cultivator might be able to resist him for a while, but could they resist him forever?

Now, this evil monk obviously couldn't resist his divine might.

He could only use strange methods to stall for time.

Couldn't he tell who was weak and who was strong?

"Come and experience the mercy of Buddha!"

Just as Zhao Sheng was thinking, the golden figures in the golden pool in front of him all stood up.

They put their palms together and surrounded Zhao Sheng as if they were devout believers.

"Buddha is merciful!"

"Buddha is merciful!"

"Buddha is merciful!"

"Buddha …"

Then more and more voices appeared in Zhao Sheng's ears.

The murmurs seemed to want to drill open Zhao Sheng's ears and change his mind.

"Mercy?

What mercy does Buddha have? "

Zhao Sheng sneered, "The Buddha's light is bright because the sun of the righteous path hasn't appeared yet!

When the sun of the righteous path appears, it nourishes all things and melts the ice and evil!

Then tell me, what's the use of the Buddha's light?

What's the use of his mercy? "

Zhao Sheng didn't care about these mental attacks at all!

"I have the potential of a great emperor and the power of an immortal. I'm the representative of the righteous path and the embodiment of justice!"

Zhao Sheng looked at the lifelike golden figures around him and shouted, "You are just a group of puppets. What right do you have to preach?"

The white Xiantian Qi exploded once again!

But this time.

The true qi didn't attack one by one. Instead, it enveloped all the golden figures!

At the same time, the divine flames that were about to burn down the hall also attached themselves to these figures, or rather, to the golden pools!

"You!

It's time to be free! "Zhao Sheng shouted angrily.

Countless golden figures couldn't maintain their forms in the raging flames. They struggled to revive, but were turned into liquid and dripped down.

But it was obvious that these golden figures were reviving at a slower and slower speed.

Obviously, the revival speed couldn't keep up with the rate of consumption!

"What's going on?"

Beneath the golden pool of water, Monk Long De's eyes were wide open, filled with fear.

He was really afraid.

This was the first time he felt such fear since he reached the Golden Core stage when he was over two hundred years old. Now, he was over two hundred and fifty years old.

"He's still a mortal now?

He hasn't even revealed his true abilities?

Could it be that he's not just at the Golden Core stage?

Could it be that his true cultivation is stronger than the Golden Core stage? "

Long De's heart was trembling.

He felt like he had to escape.

His opponent's cultivation must have surpassed the Golden Core stage.

At least the peak of the Golden Core stage!

Or even … the legendary … half-step Nascent Soul stage?!

"Buddha!

How can my Hua 'an Temple allow a half-step Nascent Soul stage cultivator to come to my place?

I've only embezzled thirty percent of the merit from Prince Fu's residence every year. I don't deserve to die! "

Monk Long De was scared out of his wits right now!

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