The Buddha's voice suddenly sounded, golden light emerged, and sound waves condensed together and turned into sound waves and spread into Mu Ming's ears. Mu Ming felt his soul trembling, as if he was caught away from his soul, and he was completely confused.

A stream of indescribable regret is used in my heart now, as if I can give up everything to regret, and even unlock the magical powers I just condensed.

Seeing this, the monk looked very happy and he increased the voice of Buddha.

The others didn't agree at first, but when they saw this scene, their faces changed!

"This person is finished. This is the Buddhist method of saving the truth. This person is so accidentally that several of our junior brothers have been saved."

While the others were fighting, they couldn't help but feel pity when they saw this scene.

If you are transformed by Buddhism, you will be confused for life, lose your original cognition, and become another person, it will be more harmful than death.

The name of the wood was indeed affected at this time, and the monk's methods were quite impressive, but they were far inferior to the little monk.

Several spiritual bodies in Taichung in Tianling shouted loudly, and Mu Ming's eyes returned to the clarity. When Mu Ming looked at the monk again, he was full of murderous intentions.

Even in Buddhism, they rarely save others unless they are people with great sins and evil.

Now, although it is a competition for opportunities, unless it is forced, it will never start killing, not to mention that the Western Desert is different from the witch clan and the barbarian clan.

But at this moment, this person's methods are vicious.

The man insisted on breaking away from his Buddhist voice, and was surprised, but there was no surprise. If he had easily saved it, then he would feel that there was a ghost and the soul of the monk Dongsheng was very strong.

But the next moment, the sound of Buddha began to echo in his ears. He thought it was his fellow disciples who recited scriptures and fought, but he saw golden words imprinted in the void from the mouth of the wooden name, and then the sound of Buddha came into his ears.

His soul trembled and he couldn't help but tremble. The man immediately activated the scriptures, activated the magical power, and began to fight against Mu Ming. The two did not fight, and there was no magical powers blooming brightly, but it was even more dangerous.

Many people avoided it, fearing that they would be affected.

"What's going on? How come this person has the magical powers of Buddhism, and it's more pure."

A disciple of Daotian Pavilion was not far from the two of them, and just saw Mu Ming being trapped. He wanted to go over and help him. It was too strange to approach the Buddhist disciples. Several casual cultivators were inexplicably transformed and became their war slaves, which had subtly changed the situation here.

At this time, it was revealed that the disciples of Tianyun Academy actually had Buddhist teachings.

The golden words collided with each other in the void, including those with wooden names and those with monks, but at this moment these scriptures were fighting between the two.

A Buddhist handprint appeared in the void, then squirmed and changed, becoming a glaring golden light, suppressing Mu Ming. Mu Ming thought, dozens of words condensed, turned into a big palm print, directly holding up the glaring Vajra. The handprint changed again, directly wrapped the golden light and smashed it hard on the ground.

The monk retreated repeatedly, showing a look of horror: "This is the Great Compassionate Palm of Buddhism!"

The monk roared angrily, and the seal method in his hand changed repeatedly. Suddenly, golden light radiated from his whole body, and a Buddha shadow appeared behind him. The Buddha voice held the demon-subduing pestle in his hand and recited the scriptures in his mouth. He kept coming to the monk's body late, and the monk's aura suddenly rose.

Suddenly, the monk spoke the truth: "The sky-eye is clear!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Buddha shadow behind him directly penetrated into his heavenly spirit hood. Then a golden light shot out from his eyebrows. The golden light rushed straight to Mu Ming. Mu Ming waved his palm to block it, but the golden light seemed like an invisible substance, directly penetrated Mu Ming's palm and then entered Mu Ming's eyebrows.

Mu Ming was shocked. What kind of magical power is this? It is so powerful.

A golden light suddenly appeared in Taichung of Mu Ming's Tianling, but just after the golden light appeared, wonderful rhythms suddenly burst out from the Tianling of Mu Ming's Tianling. These rhythms were directly crushed by the golden light, and then a mark appeared.

Mu Ming's spiritual body was stunned and then looked at the place where the rhythm was revealed. A mark flashed. This mark, Mu Ming was familiar but unfamiliar.

"Saving the ghost!"

The monk vomited blood. His magical power just now was his condensation of thoughts. With the secret technique of Buddhism, he used the magical power of the sky and eyes of the Buddha, which could kill people invisibly, and investigated the deepest secrets of the human body. However, he never thought that with such a blow, he would be crushed directly. However, he still vaguely saw the mark. As for the other spiritual bodies of Mu Ming, he had not seen it yet. This was because the Buddha's power flowed in the mark, and the two resonated with each other.

Mu Ming's face was cold and he had the idea of ​​killing this person.

However, at this time, a familiar voice came from my ears: "The traitor of Tantric Buddhism took away the Heavenly Eyes and took care of himself after taking care of himself. Today I will clear the portal."

The person who came was full of golden light and was solemn in treasure. A purple bowl was suspended above his head. Although his appearance was young, a sense of majesty was scattered.

The monk's mind was greatly damaged at this time, and then he was confused when he saw this scene.

The monks around them dispersed at this time. Not to mention that the battle for the order flags has come to an end, there is still some time before the next battle, and there is such a change. Some people also stopped and returned to their camps.

In order to come here, several Buddhist disciples were blocked by the disciples from Tianyun. They were also familiar with the visitor, and they were the little monk and the disciples of Jiufeng Pavilion.

There is a monk from the Western Desert in Jiufeng Pavilion. Everyone in the academy knows this. Although they are also puzzled why the academy accepts Western Desert disciples, the elders didn't say anything, so why would they talk too much? Seeing that things have changed, they are also curious.

The little monk glanced at Mu Ming, and after seeing Mu Ming Wuyang, he continued, "Traitor, I didn't expect you to come here today, it seems that the Western Desert has changed."

When several Buddhist disciples heard this, they immediately became furious: "Who are you? Why are you walking under the name of a monk in the West Desert?"

The little monk sneered: "I am the descendant of your sect!"

"The descendant of this sect?"

The people looked puzzled, but when they saw the bowl in the little monk's hand, they immediately changed. One person said, "It turned out to be Elder Fahai's magic weapon, I didn't expect it to be in your hands. Who are you?"

The little monk took the bowl and put it in his hand, then looked at the few people coldly: "I think you are disciples of Xianzong, Tantriczong, and Taizong."

The little monk said that the wooden names were not understood, but after hearing this, the monks on the opposite side looked at each other, and then came out and said, "Who are you and why do you know these in the Western Desert?"

"Ha... Jin Chanzi, do you know?" The man's eyes flashed with surprise, but nodded and said, "It is the descendant of this sect, but he has left this sect and has no idea of ​​life and death."

Upon hearing this, the young monk nodded and said, "It's not bad. I think your eight sects have also begun to get ready to move after their decline."

But the man laughed: "If you guessed correctly, you will be Jin Chanzi's junior brother."

The little monk also refused to deny: "That's right."

However, the man suddenly sneered: "I didn't expect that your senior brother gave up that position, you gave up that position, and even you ran out. Isn't it unreasonable for your sect to be weak?"

The young monk narrowed his eyes, and the man couldn't help but say coldly: "Am I wrong? All the eight Buddhist sects come from this sect. Over the years, just because this sect ignores it, even the successors avoid the position of the sect leader. What's wrong with my eight sects wanting to unify Buddhism instead of this sect?"

Surprisingly, the young monk was not angry, but said lightly: "Unify the Buddhist sect? Don't say that when this sect was powerful, you are worthy of it. Ximo is not a Buddhist practice. If everyone practices Buddhism, they have to quit the seven emotions and six desires, and the Buddhist sect will sooner or later perish."

The man opened his mouth to defend himself, but he had no way to argue.

Many people feel that Buddhism is not a monolithic thing after hearing this, and it seems to be constantly fighting like other continents.

Especially the Buddhist disciples of 66 Xuxu all went there, and the others were curious, so they all gathered together, and even the witch and barbarians stopped.

A man of a monk said, "It turns out that it's a dog biting a dog."

However, as soon as this person's words fell, a Buddhist disciple jumped out and used his supreme magical powers to smash the person's head and his brain was stained on his palm, which was extremely bloody.

The monk said, "Why are you talking too much about my internal affairs?"

The little monk frowned and said nothing after all.

However, this man stepped forward and said, "This sect does not like killing, so he would rather go to hell by himself. Our sects are different, so we must break the tradition."

The little monk said, "Doing this will only cause you to fall."

But the man shook his head and stopped explaining, and said, "Today I will ask you, is the scriptures and the seal of great compassion? "

The little monk looked at Mu Ming and said, "This is my business. This sect will never prevent outsiders from learning my Buddhist powers."

The man sneered, "This is how your sect will weaken."

The little monk raised his eyebrows and said, "The six-character mantra you passed on that day and the six supernatural powers were originally intended to preach Buddhism. I don't want you to fight with each other for their own magical channels. Now the Western Desert is divided into pieces. Is it not for you?"

Several Buddhist disciples looked at each other, but in the end they didn't say anything about the old argument.

"I didn't expect that you actually saved so many people. Do you want to make enemies everywhere?"

After the young monk glanced around, hundreds of people looked at these Buddhist disciples with a pious look on their faces, and said furiously.

"The wooden name follows me to recite scriptures and unravel the curse of these people."

The little monk walked towards Mu Ming and said softly.

Mu Ming nodded and agreed, and the monks immediately shouted: "You dare, even if you are a disciple of this sect, you can't care about us."

But at this time, the crowd suddenly became turbulent.

"Bald, you dare to save my junior brother. This matter has not been settled with you yet."

"Damn bald, if you dare to talk too much, I will definitely want you to look good."

Seeing this, the monks finally kept silent with unwilling expressions.

However, they all silently closed their eyes and secretly blessed the saved monks.

The little monk ignored it and directly chanted the scriptures cross-legged, as was the case with the wooden name. The scriptures of the two slowly blended together and showed incredible power.

After hearing the scriptures, the piety in the eyes of those saved monks gradually disappeared, and then they showed a look of confusion, and finally woke up one after another.

At this time, I looked at the monks with murderous intent in my eyes.

Several monks were unable to help themselves at this time. Although they were not weak, they couldn't help but slam the murderous eyes of hundreds of people.

But at this time, the little monk said, "Please give me a thin face."

Some people nodded slightly when they saw this, and the monks felt relieved, but some barbarian witch tribes were furious and said, "Do you dare to stop us from killing these bald donkeys?"

The monks looked bad, because most of the monks they saved were witch clan barbarians. Because the witch clan's aura was cold and the barbarians were almost a system of physical cultivation, it was best to control them.

The little monk was furious: "If I dare to say more, I will immediately save him."

After saying that, thousands of golden lights radiated from the body, and the purple bowl made strange fluctuations. Many people felt their souls tremble and couldn't help but worry.

"Junior brother, don't be afraid, we will help you."

"Yes, let them see how powerful Tianyun is."

"I, Daotian Pavilion, also support you."

"Thank you, Lu Zhanmen, for your help."

......

The disciples of Tianyun Academy applauded, and it would be best if they were saved.

As for Daotian Pavilion and Lu Zhanmen, they naturally would not say anything. They both belong to the same camp, and the young monk had just lifted the curse of their saved monks, so they naturally cooperated.

Several monks were eager to try, but after seeing the little monk's eyes, they immediately retreated. The others did not dare to be arrogant and let them leave.

When Mu Ming saw this scene, he was worried about the power of the little monk's great god.

Little did they know that the young monk was also secretly relieved at this time. The reason why these people did not dare to act rashly was mainly because they were worried that the Buddhist teachings were strange, and that many Tianyun disciples were reunited at this time. Otherwise, today's affairs would be difficult.

"Anyway, they are all Buddhist disciples."

The little monk thought so.

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