However, Tang Sanzang seemed to not care about the reactions of these monks at all. He just boiled the spiritual energy around him, as if he was brewing some killer move.

At the same time, around him, rolled and rolled, three volumes of Dharma Sutras stretched out and wrapped around him.

And Lu Yun finally saw the so-called three volumes of Dharma Sutra.

From those three volumes of Dharma Sutra, I noticed the aura contaminated by black mud.

The reason why Tang Sanzang fell into madness was obviously because he used the three-volume contaminated Dharma Sutra to impact the Mahayana realm.

As a result, the impact on the Mahayana period was successful, and he was also contaminated.

"So, is this the reason why the mission prevents Tang Sanzang from obtaining three volumes of Dharma scriptures?" Lu Yun sighed.

Against the backdrop of all the monks scattered and fleeing, the only ones who did not escape were Lu Yun and Qianli, Su Mo, Saber Jiang and Kang Na Jiang around him.

Of course, Baili Wenzhu was holding his master, and was looking at his master with a worried look on his face.

"Wenzhu, you can run away too."

"I won't run, I'll be with my master."

"You stupid kid. Forget it, I can't escape anyway. Master Sanzang is already crazy. He is planning a burial heaven decision!" The great elder of the Songcang Sect sighed and gave up his plan to persuade his disciples to escape.

In his opinion, the monks here, including Shuangquan City not far away, are no longer saved. There is no difference between struggling and not struggling, so why waste your energy?

"What is the Burial Heaven Skill?" Lu Yun asked as if curious.

"That was the self-created technique that Master Sanzang relied on to become famous when he was young, but he no longer used it. Now it seems that he will use it again! All living beings have been in trouble since then." The Great Elder sighed and said.

Lu Yun nodded faintly.
Chapter completed!