And how did the ancient city of Loulan become what it is now... Do you think that Lu Qian, who has not yet completed the first small goal in life and has not lived a clear life for a thousand years, can figure out who knows how many billions?

Did it happen years ago?

"Yeah, you don't know." The old monk sighed, and he suddenly smiled at the figure who was sweeping the floor: "Donor, do you still remember Lao Na? That day, you and others joined forces to besiege and captured Lao Na alive! That day

Stop the fight and fight hard!"

Lu Qian's face twitched.

The figure's movements suddenly froze. He slowly straightened up and looked over. On his hazy face, two dim lights suddenly lit up, and Lu Qian snorted, as if someone had

An iron nail was pierced into his face, causing severe pain. Suddenly, there were two holes on his face that almost penetrated the entire head, and blood spurted out all the way.

What a scary look.

With the strength of Lu Qian's body, the endurance of his body transformed by the nectar of creation, and the powerful defensive power of the monk's robes that he always wears to escape the cassock, the so-called Deputy Chief of Shenxing just glanced at him.

, causing him such terrible harm.

What's even more frightening is that the blood that Lu Qian spurted out of his body has become cold and cold, and all the vitality in the blood has been completely wiped out. Lu Qian used his magical power, and the blood spurted out of the body can no longer be sucked back into the body, and he can rejoin the body.

The great cycle of life. And the two deep wounds on his face were in excruciating pain. No matter how much his magic power washed away and his essence and blood washed away, they could not heal at all!

"Good!" The old monk gently brushed Lu Qian's face with his right hand, and the two wounds disappeared immediately.

"Fa Hai, I will teach you something later, and I will give it to you." The old monk said softly: "Your Dharma is so subtle and clever, but... the Dharma can only be grasped at its fundamentals.

, One is one. With one, there is everything. There is no need to conjure up two, three, four, five, or six on top of one!"

"Too many changes would make it too ingenious, and ingenuity would inevitably make it thin, and if it were too thin, it would become weak."

"The weak Dharma cannot overcome even such trivial injuries. This is the shortcoming of the Dharma you have mastered now. There is something wrong with your approach!"

Shaking his head, the old monk said softly: "I don't know what the Buddhism in Liangyitian looks like now. But at least in you, I can see your Dharma, or in other words, the teachers who taught you this Dharma.

Elders, their ways are a bit unrighteous."

Tilting his head, the old monk murmured: "But it seems to be my fault?"

"When I was teaching Buddhism in Liangyi Heaven, I was just getting started... This Buddhism was spread from the unfathomable supreme secret realm. I got some of the essence of the scale claws, and added too much of myself.

My understanding...well, that's right, it was Lao Na who had the wrong fundamentals, so he led those disciples astray."

Shaking his hands and shaking his head, the old monk laughed and said, "But now we can put things in order."

While the old monk was talking to himself here, the deputy director of Shenxing had already let out an earth-shattering scream: "Evil demon, evil demon... Come on, come on, set up a huge demon formation and capture this evil demon alive."

Catch alive!”

‘Dong, dong dong, dong dong dong’!

The low sound of war drums sounded, and the doors of the main hall of Dang Moji were tightly closed. They were carved with countless cloud patterns and thunder patterns. In the middle, the door decorated with an unknown unicorn beast as the gate beast slowly opened, and there were waves of majestic and solemn killing.

, a heavy and solid aura full of 'power' and 'prestige' rolled out from the gate, and there was thunder and deafening, and the overwhelming golden light was like substance, turning Lu Qian and the old monk almost into a golden man.

However, the door opened, but no one appeared inside.

Through the open door, you can see that the main hall of Dang Moji is full of potholes and broken traces. It seems that countless people have fought inside, and those terrifying knives, swords, talismans, and formations are everywhere.

, the aura of thunder and other magical powers and secret arts still remains in the hall, and after countless years of baptism, it has not weakened at all.

Lu Qian just felt the remaining breath in the main hall for a moment, and felt that his whole body was terrified. Every cell in his body seemed to be facing 'death' itself. The breath of life was like a weak candle in the hurricane, and it could be destroyed by the main hall at any time.

The Qi flowing out from within is easily extinguished!

With his current level of cultivation, he is not even qualified to stand in front of the main hall of the Dang Mo Division and feel the residual energy of a certain incident that year.

The deputy director of the Criminal Punishment Department, who screamed hoarsely, stiffened again.

He stared blankly at the empty, naked door with no figure rushing out, only large clouds of smoke and golden light. Suddenly he turned his head to the sky and shouted in a hissing voice: "Come here, slay the demons, and beat this evil back to suppress the demons."

prison!"

Erratic footsteps came from all around, and the smoky figures who had previously captured Lu Qian alive and sent him to the Demon Prison of the Eighteenth Town quietly appeared. They flashed rapidly and rushed towards the old monk from all directions.

The old monk smiled and gently tapped his right hand: "Do you know what a dream is? You know, that's it!"

With a slight click, there was no light, no heat, no mana fluctuations, and Lu Qian had no strange perception. The figures rushing from all directions suddenly froze in the air, and then, their figures suddenly changed from the hazy smoke cloud state.

Be as clear as a stranger.

They looked at the smiling old monk with complicated expressions, and at the same time they let out an extremely long sigh from the depths of their souls, and then they slowly dissipated in the air like phantoms, leaving no trace of their existence in the world.

The two dim lights on the face of the Deputy Chief of the Department of Punishment became extremely intense. The big broom in his hand made a "clang, clang" sound, and suddenly turned from an ordinary big broom into a dragon wrapped around it.

, Fang Tian painted a halberd with ice as its pole and fire as its head.

With a deep roar, the Deputy Chief of the Punishment Department stamped his foot, and the smoke on his body suddenly exploded. A figure about eight feet tall, wearing black armor, as majestic as a god appeared. His hands were as long as three inches long.

Fang Tian gently drew his painted halberd into the air. Heat waves surged from the head of the halberd, golden red firelight splashed everywhere, and nine suns appeared in the sky above the square at the same time.

Amidst the surging heat wave, the Deputy Chief of the Shenxing Department strode towards the old monk. The halberd in his hand followed an absolutely straight path and pierced the old monk's heart: "Evil Demon, since you don't want to be captured without mercy, let me.

I will subjugate demons and destroy you completely!"

The old monk smiled and looked at the other person: "Oh, it turns out that it's not just a ray of obsession, there is actually a trace of residual soul attached to it. But, you were also a 'tian' back then, and now, how much residual ability do you still have?

"

The old monk smiled, stretched out his right index finger, and stabbed the opponent lightly: "Ashes return to dust, dust returns to dust. Since Loulan City has changed like this, you might as well...ah, bah, enter your grandma's

!”

The old monk suddenly cursed loudly, and his kind and warm old face wrinkled up like an old cat whose tail had been stepped on.

"You bastard, it turns out you're not the only one...the chief and deputy chief of the Demon Dang Department, the chief and deputy chief of the Punishment Department, the chief and deputy chief of the Heavenly Rewards Department, the chief and deputy chief of the Earthly Punishment Department...and the left and right Demon Generals, Sifang Dang

Lord Demon Tian, ​​Lieutenant Demon of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths...you all merged into one...'person'?"

Before he could retract his extended index finger, the halberd of the Deputy Chief of the Department of Punishment had already touched the fingertips of the old monk.

With a 'puff' sound, the fingertips were broken open, and a bit of almost transparent plasma splashed. The old monk's old face twitched, and he lightly drank a Buddhist mantra. The splashed plasma suddenly turned into a boundless sea of ​​​​blood, accompanied by a vast and majestic sea of ​​blood.

With the sound of swaying waves, the void with a radius of hundreds of millions of miles suddenly turned into a blood-colored ocean, with countless huge waves and whirlpools raging, wrapping the old monk, Lu Qian and the deputy chief of the Shenxing Department inside.

Where Lu Qian stood, the water of the sea of ​​blood turned into a huge blood-colored lotus platform, gently and deftly supporting his body.

Where the old monk was, the sea of ​​blood burned, turning into a rising and raging bloody sun, surrounding him in the middle of the scorching sun.

The deputy head of the Shenxing Department appeared inexplicably thousands of miles away. Countless huge waves of the sea of ​​​​blood slapped at him crazily, and countless undercurrents and vortices madly absorbed his body. From the sea of ​​​​blood, countless creatures

With a dragon head, covered in bloody scales and thick fleshy wings on its back, the gods and demons holding spears, halberds, heavy hammers and swords flew into the sky and formed a formation to attack him.

What a deputy head of the Punishment Department. He stood in the sea of ​​blood, letting the wind blow and the rain hit him. He easily moved the halberd left and right in his hand, setting off tracks as vast and great as the scorching sun in the sky, sending countless flying towards them.

The gods and demons were smashed to pieces and burned to ashes.

Nine scorching suns were suspended high in the sky, huge bloody waves were being evaporated, and the sound of boiling water could be heard everywhere.

Lu Qian was horrified and moved, and his heart twitched.

He didn't know how strong the deputy head of the Shenxing Department was... but the figures who easily captured him were broken by the old monk with one finger. Lu Qian saw it... The old monk's cultivation level had reached an incredible level.

In the realm of the Demon Prison of the Eighteenth Level Town, countless terrifying beings were easily killed and transformed by him, so you know how strong he can be.

A drop of blood turned into a sea of ​​blood, trapping the deputy chief of the Shenxing Department. This was already a terrifying power that Lu Qian could not imagine.

But the Deputy Chief of the Punishment Department... Well, in other words, he is a collection of many 'remnant souls' and 'obsessions'? This terrifying existence, wrapped in a sea of ​​blood, still does not fall behind at all...

…

Lu Qian couldn't see the reason for this level of fighting, and he didn't know who had the upper hand and who was being suppressed by the old monk and this combination of chief, deputy chief, general, king, etc.

Suddenly, I heard the old monk sigh softly: "As the old saying goes, since you are dead, go with peace of mind. Dust will return to dust, dust will return to dust. You are relaxed, and so is I... Why do you force yourself to stay in this world? You will not be able to be pure for yourself.

, which caused me a lot of trouble out of thin air!"

"Hey, especially, how obsessed is the donor? How many years ago, when I met the old man, he actually shouted and killed me... The old man didn't do anything too extreme back then... The old man just saw that the people in Loulan City were simple and honest.

, the city is full of young and old people who have accumulated virtues and do good deeds, and are wise and blessed people. I specially use my magical powers to transform them into my Buddhist door... I have good intentions, is it possible that I am wrong?"

"In the huge city of Loulan, only 30% of the people have been transformed by Lao Na. You have been relentless and have chased Lao Na for so many years. In the end, you even sent the boss to the Demon Suppression Prison to suppress and imprison him for life!"

"Why……"

The old monk sighed quietly and simply sat cross-legged in the scorching sun: "In this case, there will be no winner or loser in three to five years, so... take your time... Fa Hai, come to Lao Mon.

"

Lu Qian stepped on the bloody lotus platform, walked step by step to the old monk, and bowed to him solemnly with his hands together.

There is no need to mention the impact and shock the old monk's words gave him. Hey, no wonder the officials of Loulan City made great efforts to capture you alive and suppress you in the Demon Suppression Prison - you are living a good life.

When you were a kid, you came to the other side and saved 30% of the people in the city?

Hey, hey, what is called transformation in Buddhism, these methods are commonly used by Lu Qian when he is in the lower realm.

Therefore, Lu Qian knew how disgusting this magical power was.

The so-called ‘Transformation’, the so-called ‘Growing of good thoughts’, the so-called ‘Putting down the butcher’s knife and becoming a Buddha immediately’… it’s all bullshit!

The so-called 'transformation' means forcibly twisting your mind, tampering with your Taoist heart, erasing your memory, completely turning all your past into a blank... It's almost like rape, making you go from the physical body to the spiritual world.

The souls have turned into Buddhist thugs, puppets, and even furnaces used for cultivation, etc.!
To be continued...