The three Tantric practitioners remained silent. They did not doubt Lin Yi's strength, but they also knew what this sentence meant.

"You should know better than me that the reincarnated spirit children of our genus have never appeared in this way."

The little monk in white looked at the three silent Tantric practitioners, shook his head, and said, "There will inevitably be doubts from the outside world, and it must be changed."

The Adam's apples of the three Tantric practitioners were all surging with difficulty. As he said, all the reincarnated spirit children in the past were found after the death of the Buddha Sect for a period of time. But today, the successor Buddhist sect appeared directly beside the dead Buddhist sect, and there must be many people in the city who suspected that he was hiding directly in this chariot, especially those Tuoba practitioners who were very close to this chariot. They might even sense his breath in advance and be more certain of this point.

"What they fear most is not our tradition, but our power, which can perfectly inherit the experience and knowledge of the previous Buddhist sect. This power of spiritual thinking is especially worthy of their fear."

The little monk in white looked at the three still struggling tantric practitioners, and slowly continued: "But when the doubts arise, they need to have enough strength to resolve such doubts. Mr. and the Xiaba tribe can help us, otherwise today... I may be able to live, and most of you will not live, and the Xiaba tribe can naturally find enough flaws from here to tell the people of the world about our lies in the Tantric Scriptures."

These three Tantric practitioners are usually Dharma Kings with extremely firm minds. However, when they heard what he said at this time, the three of them were shocked and their faces changed drastically.

Indeed, these scenes are suspicious enough today. If the new Buddhist sect falls into the hands of the Xiaba tribe again, and Lin Yi and others witnessed in the chariot, they would have found enough evidence by relying on this chariot alone.

"Any change can be a more glorious and sacred starting point. You can never attain the great way, because you are always dirty and cannot be able to purify the heart of glazed glass." The white-clothed monk looked at the three Tantric practitioners and said slowly and firmly: "Everyone in this city has seen the unprecedented sacred light in this chariot before, and I was reborn with the death of the Buddha Sect, so I am naturally the Holy Son born in the light, and the Holy Sect who is directly reborn in the holy light."

When they heard this, the three Tantric practitioners were no longer nervous or frightened, but were all inexplicably happy. The three Tantric practitioners all praised a verse, and all bowed to the ground and called the Holy Sect of Guangming.

"You go ahead and watch those of the Tuoba clan. I don't want the Tuoba clan people to leave this city first. Tonight this city will be covered with light and flames to purify sins. Next, you will cooperate with the gentleman and the Xiaba clan."

The little monk in white smiled at these three Tantric practitioners with his fingers and smiled like a flower.

These three Tantric practitioners did not hesitate at all, and they all quickly headed towards the city like joy.

"Previously, this Buddhist sect held the magic ball in his left hand, and you were the right hand. Is there any explanation?" Lin Yi looked at the demon-subduing pestle placed in front of the knee of the little monk in white, and then looked at his left hand that was sealed at this time, and looked at the magic ball in his right hand. He couldn't help but be curious and asked.

"This is the magic ball of wisdom."

The little monk in white looked at Lin Yi. As the three Tantric practitioners left, his expression suddenly relaxed, and some blood bleeded from the corners of his mouth. Countless subtle wrinkles suddenly appeared on his smooth and crystal forehead. The blood inside twisted, making him feel a little painful, but his voice was still very stable. "The earliest Ren Buddha Sect in the Tantric Buddhism of Tuoba was the Dharma King Zengzhi from the Western Regions. He came from the west with a large number of scriptures. After more than fifty years along the way, he finally arrived at Nacuoer Lake.

When the life span was exhausted, he sat on the shore of Nacuoer Lake. Wami and Nacuoer Lake were his last practice place, leaving all his magical tools behind, so the Tuoba Buddhist Sect has its current status. This magic ball can dispel evil thoughts that are unfavorable to oneself. Simply put, if other practitioners who are proficient in spiritual mind attack, this magic ball can help resolve it. The most important function is to help the spiritual mind practice, and to increase the spiritual mind power in the use of magic."

After a slight pause, the young monk in white adjusted his breath and continued: "Any practice method has flaws, and the spiritual thinking methods of our Tantric Buddhism are naturally flawed. Every Buddhist sect knows the secret technique of restraint. Therefore, as long as the Buddhist sect has practiced to a certain level, as long as this Dharma bead is on the body, no Dharma kings below dare to be confused. Just like the three Tantric Dharma kings just now, if I completely recover, I can also cause severe damage to them. As for the left hand and right hand, this is just a tradition. The previous Buddha sect was the left hand, this Buddha sect was the right hand, and the next one was the left hand. This represents rebirth and reincarnation in the Tantric Dharma."

"There are too many rules, and it's hard to remember."

Lin Yi couldn't help but shake his head, looked at the little monk in white, and was worried after all, and asked, "How is your injury?"

"I won't die, I won't be killed directly, and I won't be able to live until I'm a hundred years old."

The little monk in white looked at Lin Yi with a bitter smile and said, "The devout service of nomadic people and border people from all over the world, even those spiritual medicines on the high cliffs protected by ferocious beasts and piled up white bones, will be collected by believers who sacrifice their lives. I am afraid that even you nobles from the Middle Earth Dynasty will not imagine it."

Xia Baying looked at the body of the Buddha sect with a sneer and said, "So from the beginning, all he said was lies."

"It's just that I can't remind you, I can't resist, because he has this magic ball in his hand. As long as he has a thought, I will die." said the young monk in white.

"My surname is Lin, and my name is Lin Yi."

Lin Yi looked at him and whispered: "What's your name?"

"The sky is wrong." The young monk in white lowered his head.

He had no joy at this time.

Even if he survived, he became the true Buddhist sect.

However, since he was chosen to be a spiritual child and always accompanied by his position as a Buddhist sect, he no longer had any relatives.

He stayed alone in this world and was doing many things he didn't want to do. For him, what was even more sad was that he had to walk this extremely long road alone in his life.

His sorrow is not concealed.

Lin Yi hesitated for a moment, but still reached out and patted him on the shoulder, saying, "At least you still have friends."

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Chapter completed!