The Buddha comes out of heaven and earth to shine. This gilded Buddha is like the Buddha coming to the world.

"No, I can't shoot him."

"I can't do anything, either."

"The Buddha bless me..."

Those who could have resisted the confusion of Sanskrit, had no way to resist after seeing the golden Buddha rising from the ground.

The golden Buddha shines on the world, and it will save all disasters and all sufferings.

Except for some people with firm minds who were not affected, only Taoist masters like Ichimako and Qingling were not affected.

Ling Kongzi and Ling Xuzi were both affected, and their minds were full of Buddha's Buddhist sounds.

"He is just one step away." Ichimako's expression changed slightly, and she said, "His Buddha body is about to be completed."

"What will happen to Him after he becomes?" Bai He said coldly.

"Freshly remove the demon shell, the body of the mud-fetal Buddha turned into a golden body, and its cultivation level increased greatly, making it even harder to deal with it." Qing Ling pondered: "At that time, what we had to face was not the monsters that used the mud-fetal body, but the real Buddha. If there was still the so-called Great Leiyin Temple now, I would just pass him to the Western Paradise, become one of the Buddhas in the world, and be respected and worshipped by all people. All sins and karma in the past will be eliminated."

"Yes, if there is Leiyin Temple, we will directly entrust him to the imperial edict, and we may not have any chance to attack him..."

Ichimako barely maintains the behavior of a paper bird.

"But the problem is that there are no so-called Heavenly Court and Leiyin Temple now. Even if there are, even if he becomes a Buddha, he is still a living creature." Baihe picked up the sniper rifle and said, "As long as it is a living creature, it will be injured and die."

At this time, Baihe gave the intercom signal and he had already left a backup plan, but this backup plan would not be used unless it was absolutely necessary.

On the other side.

Wang Haiqiang was not affected either. In addition to his firm determination, he also had a real immortal in his heart...

Whenever he is about to be confused by the Sanskrit sound, visualize his appearance and his mood will become clearer.

He immediately took out his cell phone and opened the saved photo.

Yes, it’s the ‘White Tiger Taoist Picture’, the winning work of the university competition!

"Hurry! If you think about this picture in your heart, you won't be confused."

Wang Haiqiang began to post this picture of the White Tiger Taoist. Some of the wills are still there, but encouraged those who resisted the Fanyin to establish a clear state of mind after seeing the picture.

At first, Ling Xuzi and Ling Kongzi were both visualizing the ancestor of their Baiyun Temple to resist the Sanskrit. However, after seeing this White Tiger Taoist, the Qingming Festival increased significantly.

Visualizing this White Tiger Taoist is more useful than visualizing his own ancestor!

After seeing the picture of the White Tiger Taoist, Ling Xuzi was shocked and murmured: "This...this is..."

"What is this?" Ling Kongzi also visualized this picture and realized the bright light again.

"This is the master who helped us conquer the evil ghost last time..."

"This...this...really?"

Ling Kongzi was extremely shocked.

Is it him? That master?

"I remember very clearly how could I forget the appearance of that master."

Wait a moment, visualizing his pictures is more useful than visualizing the pictures of the ancestors.

Who is he?

......

"Today is my countless kalpas. After I have survived these countless kalpas, I will become a true Buddha."

The Buddha looked up at the sky with golden body, and pieces of golden clouds covered the sky.

I have been accepted for many years, and have been hiding in the mountains to receive incense and worship. Finally, I have waited for today and waited until I became a Buddha...

"Send me, and you."

The golden light baptized the Buddha's body, and the cracks blasted by the thunder curse began to repair, the mud fetus pecked away by the paper bird began to grow, and the holes pierced by the sniper rifle were filling.

This is his last disaster. As long as he passes, it will be clear to the sky of thousands of miles.

Just now, a clear air suddenly rolled in the sky, covering the golden Buddha light and the Sanskrit sound waves.

The clear light outside that day tore the rolling Buddha light in the sky, like a sharp knife, slashing down from the sky.

Ink-colored bamboos began to grow upside down from the sky, turning this deep mountains and forests that were about to turn into a Buddha's Pure Land, and immediately dyed a piece of ink.

Everyone was shocked by the Mo Zhu who suddenly appeared upside down from the sky.

A sound of guqin music came.

The sound of the piano is elegant and classic, with a relaxed and bright rhythm, just like the early spring scene where the earth is revived and everything is thriving. This sound overwhelms this deadly Sanskrit sound that makes people lose themselves.

Let everyone recover.

Master Baihua Xuan also heard the sound of the rushing guqin, which was fading his dissolution of the Sanskrit sound.

Who is it?

The huge Buddha raised his head, and the ink bamboo growing upside down in the sky paved a road from the sky.

Half of the sky was covered by bamboo forests hanging upside down, and above the bamboo forest was a huge white tiger, with a Taoist playing the guqin on his back.

This is the guqin music of "Yangchun Baixue" from here.

The white tiger walked down from the crack that was torn open by Mo Zhu in the sky step by step.

Compared with the style of the hundreds of monks in Baizhu Temple playing music to welcome guests, this Taoist's style is indeed incomparable, but this Taoist has a feeling that he can reach the hundreds of people in the temple where he is.

The song "Yangchun Baixue" woke everyone here up - this guqin is really easy to use.

Although he had lost his self-awareness, he still had a few spiritual points in it, and could automatically play all the songs Zhang Mingwu could play during his lifetime.

The music that is automatically guided to play can be used as a medium for Li Wei's magic power, and changes into various forms and principles based on different musical notes.

If the wizard casts a spell to a staff, then this guqin is Li Wei's staff.

"Who is the master? I am not welcome." Baihua Xuan Master's Buddha's body shook, and the sounds of Sanskrit were rising one after another, but they were covering up their panic.

Who is the sacred Taoist riding a white tiger in front of you?

He has been here for countless years and has been full of eyes. He has never heard of such an existence...

"Centipede also calls it Buddha?"

Li Wei opened his mouth and pointed out the centipede body of the Baihua Zen Master, which made the Baihua Xuan Master even more shocked.

I should have almost faded the centipede body, how did the other party know?

Did he see through himself? Or... he is also a practitioner who has lived from the past era to the present.

No, it is impossible, how can practitioners have such a long lifespan? These practitioners will never have a way out when they are in the immortals.

"Amitabha, why not wait for me to go through the disaster first, and then speak carefully, how about it?"

Zen Master Baihua said this, and the huge Buddha palm slapped at the White Tiger Taoist.

At this time, the guqin music moves again.

It is "Guangling San".

The piano music has changed from the continuous spring like the white snow to the murderous inspiration.
Chapter completed!