Emperor Qing's eyes were sharp, as if he could see through people's hearts, and he said with a smile: "Since there are demons in the world who are killing people, can you kill the demons just by listening to Buddhist scriptures?"

"Your Majesty is the hero of a country. His knowledge and wisdom are far beyond ordinary people. He is also transcended by martial arts and has become a god. The young monk can baptize your Majesty with Buddha's light so that your Majesty can personally feel the power of Buddha."

Xuanzang proclaimed the name of Buddha loudly, with a pious face, and began to recite Buddhist scriptures.

The sound vibrated, and countless bright Buddha lights arose in the air, shining like warm sunshine. The Buddha's light that comes from everywhere is the desire for life, and is filled with a soft breath. It penetrates the glazed roof of the Jade Palace, penetrates all obstacles, falls down, and illuminates Xuanzang's bald head like ten thousand tiles. big light bulb, also

Covering Emperor Qing's entire body.

A strong burst of vitality fills the entire space with the fragrant atmosphere that praises life.

In the blazing Buddha light, another phantom of Buddha appeared behind Xuanzang.

This Buddha's whole body is red gold in color, his eyebrows are long and slender, radiating light, there are white hairs between his eyebrows, his eyes are like the king of ox, his big ears hang down from his shoulders, and his hands are clasped together in front of his chest.

This Buddha is extremely kind and kind, with a smile on his face. There is no majesty at all, only kindness.

When everyone sees this Buddha statue, they will feel that nothing in this world can stop me, and no difficulty can stop me. Gives people endless confidence.

This Buddha is the embodiment of love, courage, confidence, joy, and all other beautiful things.

The prince and the second prince looked at Xuanzang devoutly, as if this Buddha image had become the only master in the world.

Even Emperor Qing, who was promoted from martial arts to the realm of immortals, felt that his thoughts and thoughts were unconsciously sucked away by the Buddha's shadow, and he was about to become a puppet attached to the Buddha.

Suddenly, the Buddha's light disappeared.

There seemed to be a big hand covering the sky, extinguishing all the Buddha's light.

Heaven and earth are dim.

The gentle and compassionate Buddha's voice was instantly annihilated, but was suppressed by the faint sound of thunder in the air.

"..."

Monk Xuanzang choked.

He clasped his hands together and maintained a pious posture of reciting Buddhist scriptures, but his expression was no longer calm and full of astonishment.

The bliss of the West can save all sentient beings.

The power of Buddha is supreme, and there are so many Buddhas blessing us, but the sound of the true sutras and Buddhas can still be ineffective. This is really unbelievable.

"It turns out that there are such masters in Chang'an City of the Southern Tang Dynasty."

A monk with big ears came out of the void, walked directly to Liu Hao, clasped his hands together, whispered a Buddha's name, and said: "Amitabha, I haven't seen you for a few years, the real person's demeanor is even better than before."

At the beginning, I burned the lamp and discussed Taoism with Chi Jingzheng in Chang'an City. It was this Dingguang Huanxi Buddha who sent the talisman and edict to welcome the saint, which finally put an end to the fight. He naturally recognized Liu Hao.

"Oh it's you."

"Yes, yes, it's the little monk."

Dingguang was happy and the Buddha smiled and said: "Today, Guan Zhenren's magic power seems to have made great progress. It seems that he will be able to hit the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm in the near future."

Liu Hao dusted his sleeves and smiled calmly: "Why, the theory of Buddhism and Taoism has only passed a few years, so it doesn't count. Western Buddhism has no shame."

"How could such a talented person like Zhenren not know the stakes involved?" Dingguang Huanxi Buddha disagreed, and instead talked eloquently: "There are countless strong people in the three realms, but the most powerful ones are none other than a few who stand at the pinnacle of the Avenue of Immortality. There is a saint, Yuanshi Tianzun, who explains the religion, but there are two saints in our religion.

At its peak, it is the general trend that the Western religion wants to take control of the Nanzhan tribe. This city of Chang'an is the first place to fall. The real person wants to be used by the Chan religion. He becomes the one who takes the lead and is caught in the dispute between the two religions. It is difficult for him to be good or bad. Material, wouldn’t it be a pity..."

"Who can survive all the killings and calamities alone? Why don't you, the real person, leave as soon as possible to find a paradise in the cave, practice pure cultivation for a hundred years, and leave all the troubles of this world behind? Wouldn't it be happy?"

As he spoke, he shook his head and sighed, as if he truly felt sorry for Liu Hao.

This kind of person is truly terrifying.

He is clearly an invincible enemy, but he speaks words of concern in the gentlest tone. There is a deep murderous intention hidden in these seductive words.

Liu Hao remained unmoved and said calmly: "It has nothing to do with the Western religion taking over Chang'an City, but I live in Chang'an City, and it's not okay for you to chant sutras in my ears."

“If a monk doesn’t chant sutras, what kind of monk is he?”

"The meaning of Buddhist scriptures is broad and broad. The Buddha wanted to spread the true scriptures of the Pope to Nanzhan continent, but it was also for the sake of the common people in the world. The real person soon found out..."

The happy Buddha touched his bald head, smiled, cupped his hands, and left.

As soon as the Dingguang Happy Buddha left, the Buddha's light for half a day also dispersed, and the Tang Palace finally returned to its former peace.

Emperor Qing's expression gradually returned to calmness, and he sighed: "If it weren't for the real person here today, the consequences would be disastrous."

Only by personally experiencing the power to control people's hearts can we understand the horror of Buddha's power.

If Liu Hao were not around, it would not be difficult for Dingguang Huanxi Buddha to develop the entire city of Chang'an into devout believers in Western religions.

Chang Sheng breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Master, I thought we were going to fight again."

"Of course they want to take action, but they are unwilling to take action unless they are absolutely sure to take me down. They can only endure it."

Liu Hao smiled slightly.

This Dingguang Joyful Buddha not only has the magical power of Taiyi Golden Immortal, but also has an extremely deep scheming mind.

Such an enemy is definitely more terrifying than imagined.





"Why don't you take action and capture this person."

Next to Dingguang Huanxi Buddha, a figure as skinny as dry wood suddenly appeared.

"Vairu, Pilu, with the combined efforts of you and me, we may not be able to capture this person."

The smiling expression on Dingguang Huanxi Buddha's face disappeared and was replaced by an extremely solemn expression.

"Do you know that when Ran Deng and Chi Jing were discussing Taoism in Chang'an City, who was the one who took the Ding Haizhu's blow from Ran Deng?" [Stable updates, please subscribe and reward more from fellow book lovers, Asking for flowers, monthly tickets, evaluation votes, and all support...】…