After listening to Master Huiming's description of the current situation in the South Skull Region, Jia Luo Mo was not as angry as expected, and he did not even have a dark face as expected.

On the contrary, it is a kind of calm.

It's like a heart filled with despair.

"I see."

Hearing Jia Luo Mo say these four words in a very normal tone, Master Huiming's expression became more complicated, and finally he mustered up the courage to say:

"Brother, why don't you kick me again? I feel a little scary when you do this."

Jia Luo Mo smiled bitterly: "Actually, from the moment I decided to bet everything, I lost.

As a monk, the three poisons of greed, anger, and ignorance have already corroded my body and mind.

Junior brother, do you think there is a solution at this time?"

Master Huiming showed hesitation and said cautiously: "I don't know, but senior brother, there is another troublesome matter..."

"Say it."

Jia Luo Mo seemed to look away, then seemed to put it down.

"Because of the quarrels made by several uncles, some Buddhist soldiers knew about the situation in the rear. In addition, this battle was an unjust battle.

Nowadays, everyone’s war-weariness is extremely strong and can no longer be contained.”

Master Huiming touched his shiny forehead with some worry. He felt that this battle was particularly frustrating. In fact, in terms of the strength of the Tantric Night Flower Temple, it could compete head-on with the Buddhist Kingdom on earth.

But from the senior abbot to several uncles, and now the tens of thousands of Buddhist soldiers accompanying them this time, as well as the bad things happening in the rear, they were unable to concentrate on the battle at all.

Moreover, so what if the Buddhist Kingdom on the ground was temporarily defeated, the Southern Skull Territory lost control, and chaos broke out in ten major cities at the same time, not to mention the small towns below.

The toxins in the temple were temporarily suppressed, but they had to guard against the assassination of one or two dead soldiers who appeared from time to time, which also put the rear area in an extremely tense state.

If I could describe it in one word, it would be tired and tired.

Whether on the front line or in the rear, everyone at Tantric Night Flower Temple felt this inexplicable tiredness.

"Junior brother, what do you think of bringing the Tantric Night Flower Temple under the control of the Buddhist Kingdom?"

The words that suddenly rang in his ears made Master Huiming startle, and he looked at Garama who said this in disbelief.

"Brother, are you crazy?"

Jia Luo Mo glanced at Master Huiming indifferently: "Have you not noticed that what happened to the Tantric Night Flower Temple this time is far worse than the worst and most desperate incident in the past.

The people of Big Skull treat my tantra like a traitor who kills first and then kills him quickly.

Even if we can temporarily repel the Buddhist kingdom on earth, even if we can close the temples again like a hundred years ago.

But in today's arena, in today's world of great strife, will we be given this time to recuperate?

Let’s not talk about the Buddhist kingdom on the ground, just the Great Skull Dynasty and Wanxian Pavilion. If the Muhuang Buddhist Temple is solved, the next step must be to go south.

What is ridiculous is that among those people who believe in Buddhism, some people still hope that the Great Skull Dynasty will completely eradicate our Tantra.

At the beginning, our expectations for all Buddhist believers were so high that when they plummeted, the contrast made them regard us as their first target of hatred.

What's more, he is my disciple. I don't know why he changed like this, and I don't know why he would take the risk of suffering a strong backlash and say that he must unify Buddhism.

But it's funny to say that I somewhat believe him, because he is my disciple and the only disciple.

At least I know that I in another world should believe in him unswervingly."

"Senior brother...is everything really in this situation? Our total combat strength is a hundred thousand Buddhist soldiers, but the result is so inexplicable..."

Master Huiming was unwilling to do so, or rather he was dissatisfied with this outcome.

But Jia Luo Mo just smiled faintly, looked outside the big tent and said: "Uncles, you have been listening for a long time, please come in."

At this moment, these stubborn old monks no longer made as much noise as before, and walked quietly into the tent one by one.

They all said in unison: "Abbott, you should know that this reason is not enough, and we will not be convinced."

Jia Luo Mo nodded and looked at the seven uncles in front of him in turn:

"Actually, this main battlefield should have ended long ago.

Maybe this kind of ending is unacceptable to you, so if you calculate the time, he should be here, so let him convince you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Buddha's light came to the world, and the sound of Buddha's voice was loud all around. Everything was like the legendary Buddhist country on the other side!

Everyone came outside the tent in surprise, and what they saw was the majestic truth of the Buddha Emperor that seemed to tear the world apart!

And a poetic trumpet resounded in all directions at that moment!

One thought originates from the Brahma Sea and arrives,

Forgiveness, no waves, Zen crossing Hong!

Wisdom kills the Six Paths of Buddha and establishes the state,

The twelve evils of Sattva are all empty!

I saw a white shadow appear. Under the sunlight, this person was like the rebirth of Buddha, exuding the dazzling and warm Buddha spirit.

But against the background of the Buddha Emperor behind him, he appears extremely noble and powerful.

Just by standing quietly in mid-air, he silenced the tens of thousands of Buddhist soldiers below, and many even slowly lowered their heads, not daring to look at him.

I only heard him say softly: "I don't have much time anymore. Some changes have taken place in the northern battlefield. Now I need you to give me an answer.

Surrender? Or perish!"

The seven uncles beside Jia Luo Mo rose into the air without saying a word, and all attacked Wang Tianyun!

Wang Tianyun glanced at Jia Luo Mo, who had not made any move, and silently stretched out his right hand!

In an instant, a huge swastika seal formed in the sky, covering the sky and the sun. At the same time, hidden above the high clouds was a palm that covered the heaven and the earth!

Heavenly Buddha Way·Infinite Tathagata Seal!

He turned his right hand and pressed down the swastika seal first. Each of the seven old monks showed their magical powers, but they couldn't withstand the power of this palm, which was like the power of destroying the world!

Jia Luo Mo sighed softly, his body flashed, and he also appeared under the swastika seal. His hands were in the seal, black and white brilliance continued to pour out, and a strange flower slowly bloomed!

The center of the flower seems to contain a real world!

Meditate on the Mahamudra of Light and Darkness!

"Although I should have created this move, I owe it to you to complete it. No, it should be thanks to that evil disciple."

Speaking of this, Garamana's originally serious face softened slightly, and he vaguely felt some inexplicable memories pouring out of his mind.

This memory is not real and even difficult to capture. It only appears for a brief moment and then disappears inexplicably.

"I am a Buddhist disciple of Tantra Tantric Night Blossom Temple, the hope of the entire Buddhist sect, haha, good! Good! Good!"

A flash of light flashed in Jia Luo Mo's eyes, and his whole body's momentum exploded. This blow directly shattered Wang Tianyun's swastika seal.

But the palm hidden above the clouds suddenly moved, pressed down angrily, and held the flower that shone with black and white light in one hand. After holding it with five fingers, infinite Buddha light suddenly appeared!
Chapter completed!