The red Marxist-Leninist fighting spirit transformed into a brocade cassock. It was thrown by the holy monk and caught the wind, but it directly covered Changxian City.

The corpse giant from another world in Changxian City was also covered by cassocks.

"Move mountains!" The holy monk raised his palm with one hand.

The giant was also carried by the cassock and flew into the sky.

"Ascend!"

The holy monk punched out, and the power of the air wave was not reduced, just like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, separating all water sources in the way. Even after smashing the terrifying giant with one punch, the remaining power was still undiminished.

From Dongtu Dadang, we went all the way west to the land of Tianzhu. After passing through the land of Tianzhu, we circled around and returned to Dadang.

All the clouds in the path were cut apart by the fist wind, and even the sea was stirred up by the fist wind.

But this punch always has its effect. After returning to Datang after this circle, it just blew a wild flower.

The Buddha has the appearance of a vajra with angry eyes succumbing to demons.

There is also a compassionate attitude of holding flowers and smiling.

The peaceful holy monk nodded with satisfaction, leaving no trace of nostalgia, and flew back to the road to the West he had taken fifteen years ago.

The evil book in his arms was still trembling.

Fifteen years ago, I traveled thousands of miles and fourteen years back and forth, and I was alone.

Now I am still alone.

However, he has been reborn, shed his mortal body, and has traveled to the places he has passed in the past. Wherever he goes, he has received the compassionate punch of Burying Gods and Buddhas in Heaven and Earth.

All the monsters and monsters in the world were wiped out by it.

Finally, he went to the evil Buddha temple that had been built.

But the golden body has not yet been molded.

"Jin Chanzi, are you here?" The golden Buddha is more than a thousand feet tall. Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine eminent monks sit in golden bodies and turn into Buddha wheels behind it. There are also Buddha wheels in the Buddha wheel.

Open your eyes and rotate the huge round Buddha beads.

"I'm not Jin Chanzi. You got the wrong person." San Buran looked at the same level as the golden Buddha.

"You are my second disciple, because you have looked down upon the Buddhist scriptures..." The golden Buddha did not speak, but his voice resounded throughout the sky.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Come on, shut up, what kind of Buddha are you? Is a clay sculpture and wood sculpture a Buddha after being pasted with a layer of gold paint? The poor monk asked you - why do you worship the Buddha?

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"To praise the prosperous age."

"I ask you again, what is the use of Buddha?"

"Educate all sentient beings."

"Since this is a prosperous age, who needs to be saved? What is a prosperous age when you only see what you want to see and hear only what you want to hear? So there is no prosperous age in this world. All living beings need to be saved, but it does not depend on you.

All sentient beings need to save this evil sutra, and it does not depend on me, but on all sentient beings’ self-enlightenment.”

"Jin Chanzi, after thousands of eons of reincarnation, you are still stubborn, it seems..."

"Look at your paralysis, you are not a Buddha. Buddha has no form. All living beings are Buddhas, not your clay sculptures and wooden bodies covered with a layer of gold! In the past fourteen years, I have seen all over the world, and I have entered the illusion because of your heresy.

Crazy, now that I have received enlightenment, I realize that there is a spiritual mountain in the hearts of all living beings.

It is not the spiritual mountain under your feet. You are not a Buddha at all. The Buddha is in the human heart.

You fake Buddha, die!"

One punch.

The Buddha was shattered layer by layer.

The Buddha's head also fell.

It fell to the ground, made a clanging sound, and shattered into pieces.

Clay puppets are idols. They do not worship idols, they only see sentient beings.

All living beings have spiritual mountains in their hearts,

Everyone can realize themselves.

If all living beings are enlightened, then all living beings will become Buddhas.

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"Do all sentient beings have a spiritual mountain in mind? It's a good idea, but if you fiddle with the timeline, can your idea be realized?" Qin Zhou, who witnessed all this, changed the timeline and returned to the beginning, that is, fifteen years ago.

That year, Tang San was just on his way to the west, alone and with a monkey.

And he also deliberately made Qin Yuelou feel the changes in the timeline.

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"Damn it, Qin Zhou can't afford it. This is what Zizi did on purpose! It's definitely intentional. Go back to the beginning and force him back. Isn't he unable to afford it?! Knock it on!" said the fairy sword!

The Lord cursed.

The white-robed Martial God also had a gloomy face.

"Old lady, what can you do?"

"Brothers, can you lend me a hand?" Lord Taishan looked at Qin Hongjun and Emperor Qin Tian.

"It's coming, it's coming, what are you going to do?"

"If he plays with the timeline, let's play too!" Mr. Taishan said fiercely.

"Hey, I'm familiar with this job." Emperor Qin Tian smiled and looked at the Master of Medicine and the Master of Xuanbing, "How about you guys help me too?"

"How can we help?" The Medical Master and the Xuanbing Master asked strangely.

"We'll know when the time comes."

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"Qing, eat a rabbit? Come on, eat a piece of rabbit meat."

"Rabbits are so cute, of course they have to eat their heads."

The brothers over there are still racking their brains, and the body Qin Yuelou, who has no sense of existence here, still doesn’t know what has been done to his little world.

It's just that he thought of a possibility, and an unexpected idea appeared in his mind.

[There is a spiritual mountain in the hearts of all living beings, so wouldn’t this spiritual mountain be able to combine with heaven and form a dualistic opposition with the regretful old days? And then unify? 】

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The Immortal Sword Taoist Master and the White-robed Martial God quietly observed the situation of Qin Yue Tower and raised their eyebrows one after another.

"It's hopeless. This kid is hopeless. He can't be cured. Let's just wait for death." If you like Liaozhai Not Cthulhu, please collect it: (https://www.aisiluke.com) Liaozhai Not Cthulhu Search Novel Website
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