Chapter 444 Loneliness

After all, he was a fool. When the catastrophe came, he didn't know the destiny, and it was inevitable that he would end up with a pie in the sky.

But he killed Maitreya Buddha and other Buddhas with the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi, and their true spirits went to the Fengshen Platform. He also used the Yuanshi Hunyuan Box to turn all three thousand Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Arhats into pus and blood, without the slightest smell of fireworks, and floated out of the killing disaster site.

Seeing that the Fengshen Platform in Chang'an City was filled with gloomy winds and a strong ghost atmosphere, he knew that it was the true spirits of the dead Buddhas, who were very unwilling, but were sucked by the Fengshen Platform, and no matter how they struggled, they could not get out.

After all, Yuanshi Tianzun was merciful. Although he followed the will of heaven and wiped out the Mahayana Buddhism in the Western Paradise in one fell swoop, the killing disaster was too heavy, which was really incomparable. Those Buddhas all controlled the empty world, and in the world, there were even hundreds of millions of Buddhas and living beings. Now they have all turned into ashes.

After death, Buddha became the same as mortals, and then he saw that all beings were equal.

Yun Zhongzi was not surprised to see Yuanshi Tianzun return and kill the Mahayana Buddhist disciples in the West in one fell swoop. He had expected this, otherwise he would have panicked.

Chang'an City was moved by the Mahayana scriptures recited by Wanfo Chaozong, and the soldiers and civilians converted to Amitabha Buddha, which made it surrounded by enemies and became an isolated city. Only sixteen people were left, and the situation was extremely critical, but after the four religions and three merchants, it was destined by heaven. No matter how hard you try, it is in vain, and it will always end in vain.

Life and death are determined by fate, wealth and honor are in heaven, those who follow heaven are at ease, and those who go against heaven are tired, and future generations can only sigh in vain.

The saints turned their hands and turned everything into a pie in the sky. Although the Buddha went to paradise and had boundless magic power, he was said to be able to free all suffering. But under the fate of heaven, it was in vain.

It was seen that the Conferred God Platform was originally peaceful, but now it was crying ghosts, and it was still boundless magic power a moment ago. The Buddha who controls the infinite world and has thousands of followers, in just a moment, is a ray of true spirit on the Conferred God List. In the future, he will be a slave and will not be free for 5.6 billion years. How can it not make people sigh.

Seeing this scene, Guangchengzi also sighed secretly: It is in vain that supernatural powers cannot defeat destiny.

In the Tiandao Palace, Zhou Qing sat on the cloud bed, and the dragon girl Ao Luan lay next to him. Her breath was normal, her face was the same, and her lips moved slightly, as if she was about to wake up. It was just as if the true spirit was immersed in an inextricable nightmare.

After just this one game, you will escape the disaster of the Dinghaishen Needle's premature death, but your name is on the Conferred God List, which is still irreversible.

Zhou Qing saw that Ao Luan still couldn't wake up, but he didn't care. He just talked to himself faintly.

Lonely

At this time, the Mahayana Buddhas in the field had been exterminated by Yuanshi Tianzun, leaving only the Hinayana people.

Monkey, Wukong, Li Sheng, Sakyamuni. Wuchao Zen Master, Shu, Guanyin, Dingguang Happy Buddha, Vinaya Buddha, Shushan disciples, the four great heavenly masters and others were all stunned, as if they were scared silly.

Although there were hundreds of millions of people and large ships in the venue, there was a sudden silence, unprecedented, the sun shone down from the sky, the light was soft. There was a slight breeze from heaven and earth. The sound of the Saha land was clearly heard, and everyone seemed to have a ridiculous feeling.

Seeing that the other party was at the end of the road and in danger, suddenly the saint came, turned his hand, and the situation was reversed. Wukong, Monkey, Li Sheng couldn't help but feel powerless.

Seeing this scene, Sakyamuni Buddha was not surprised, but just thought to himself: The leader of Chandu came in person, but the two leaders of the West Heaven did not come. It must be destined by heaven, and there was nothing he could do. But I can't stay here for long. I don't know how to get out. Although I lost the five great kings, I have avoided a disaster because of this. I calculated that I should not die here, but I will wait and see.

Yuanshi killed the three thousand Buddhas and returned to the city of Chang'an. He didn't say a word, but just sat there silently. The disciples beside him naturally just waited quietly. Although the enemy was still strong, the leader of Chandu came in person. No matter how powerful the opponent was, he was just a grass and ant.

Pangu Siqing Zhenren once created the world and evolved all things. He has the great supernatural power of creation and reincarnation. These immortals and Buddhas were born from the creation of Hongmeng. How can they fight against the master of creation and reincarnation?

Yuanshi didn't say anything, and everyone present was silent, not daring to move rashly, for fear that if something went wrong, they would learn from the three thousand Buddhas.

The Juliusun Buddha, the three Bodhisattvas, and the people of Randeng were in a state of confusion, as they were apostates. Now that they had lost the protection of the Buddhist sect, they were in danger of losing their lives. Now that Yuanshi Tianzun had come to the world and exterminated the Mahayana of the Western Heaven, they saw that it was a show of power.

In fact, the Supreme Master of the Hunyuan Wuji Sect was eternal and immortal, and all the creatures in the three realms were ants and pawns. How could Yuanshi care? It was just that after the three of them had agreed, they had to act in accordance with the will of heaven.

In fact, it was also our fault. Although the scholars and teachers had boundless magical powers, we did not understand the essence of their teachings, and there was no hope of achieving enlightenment, and our magical powers could not be improved. Although the Western Heaven Buddhist sect was not the orthodox Pangu sect, the essence of Buddhist teachings was clear, and Brother Randeng and others benefited greatly from it. It was just that we should not have apostatized and forgotten the classics for this reason.

Taiyi Zhenren looked at his former senior brothers and junior brothers from afar, and was filled with emotion. Yuanshi Tianzun was Pangu's original spirit, with great magical power, but he taught his disciples to respect Laozi's way of inaction. The disciples could not understand the essence of the teachings, so the magical power of the disciples of the Chanjiao was not very strong, and the power of Tao was not profound. They were far inferior to those ancient demon gods of the same era, the Buddha of the West, and it was even more hopeless to achieve the fruit of Tao.

People who practice Taoism have all encountered many disasters along the way, just like the cliff thread. If they are not careful, countless years of cultivation will be turned into a bubble. Naturally, they must try their best to achieve the way of Hunyuan Wuji. Even if they cannot achieve Taoism, they must try their best to improve their magical power, which will be an extra insurance. Randeng and others have joined Buddhism, and now they have all become Buddhas, and their magical power has increased greatly, which is also reasonable.

Under the way of heaven, everyone is fighting for a chance of survival, and everything can be abandoned. When life is not guaranteed, what is the meaning of everything?

Why didn't my master come? Is it really destined by fate? My Buddha's luck will never exist again. Fate is destined, can it really be irreversible?

At this time, the scene was still silent, with only a slight sound of wind.

After a long time, the monkey finally couldn't stand the silence. His body trembled, and he let out a desolate roar: Loneliness

A golden light pierced the sky, and an ancient violent ape rose up and directly passed through the void thousands of miles away, appearing in front of the seat of Yuanshi Tianzun.

Under the shining of lightning and golden light, under the city of Chang'an, the monkey clearly saw the clear face of Yuanshi Tianzun. Yuanshi Tianzun raised his eyes and looked at the monkey.

Loneliness The monkey saw Yuanshi Tianzun's eyes, and a deep loneliness surged in his heart, penetrating into his bones.

Under fate, no matter how you struggle, it's in vain. Under human power, no matter how the ants struggled, it was in vain. Going against the will of heaven was just a lie.

The monkey suddenly had an epiphany. But it was destined by fate, and it was all in vain.

Yuanshi Tianzun pointed his finger at the tip of the golden hoop stick. The golden hoop stick snapped and broke into two pieces. With a plop, the dust fell gently. Although this Ruyi golden hoop stick was a sacred weapon of Dayu, how could it hurt Yuanshi Tianzun.

Yuanshi Tianzun sighed, and the three treasures of the jade Ruyi flew up. The monkey opened his eyes wide, and saw Ruyi flying, but how could he resist it. With just one move, the monkey's brain was opened, and the brain splashed out.

The monkey died on the ground, and his true spirit went to the Fengshen Platform. But the monkey was unwilling after all, and he borrowed a grudge and rushed to the west with his mind. He entered the Leiyin Ancient Temple. He saw Zhunti Taoist and Amitabha.

Zhunti Taoist naturally knew that the monkey was killed by Yuanshi Tianzun, but he was unwilling to accept it. He couldn't help but sigh: Foolish child, fate is destined, how can you save yourself from this disaster now. I already know it in my heart. There will be a time of liberation in 5.6 billion years. After that, he waved his hand and sent the monkey to the Fengshen platform again.

Li Sheng saw this scene, his mind was blank, he didn't dare to step forward, but he didn't dare to retreat.

Yuanshi Tianzun killed the monkey as he wished, but he didn't do it again, just sitting in silence. Zhang Daoling, the four great heavenly masters, thought to themselves: Now that the luck of Buddhism is exhausted, it is in danger, it is better to leave. I just don't know how to calculate it.

The Golden Immortals and disciples of Shushan had already left the reed tent and shrank to the back. But because of their face, they didn't put oil on their feet. These people scolded Li Sheng.

The long-browed real person thought to himself: This Fighting Buddha is abominable. We were originally disciples of Taiqing, but after the battle in Cangmang Mountain, the Maitreya Buddha was brought here, which was useless and still destroyed the foundation of our sect. Now our disciples cannot return to the sect. They fell into this thief's trick.

Since the battle in Xinshan, Laojun came and fought against the two Western leaders, the hope of Shushan returning to Taiqing has been cut off.

Originally, converting to Buddhism was a good thing, but now that Mahayana Buddhism has been destroyed, these Shushan disciples have lost their backers, and naturally attributed the culprit to Li Sheng, the Fighting Buddha.

Three thousand Buddhas died, monkeys died, and Yuanshi Tianzun, the supreme leader of Hunyuan Wuji, was silent. The Taoist Wukong on the opposite side, Li Sheng led tens of millions of troops and hundreds of golden immortals. Dare not move. The breeze still blew gently, without a trace of blood.

The bloody slaughter originally started from the natural enemy, and now it has returned to the natural enemy. Where is the trace left?

It goes on and on, and this is the Qing Dynasty.