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Chapter 820 The Fall of Ancient Buddha(2/3)

You must laugh, laugh, laugh heartily and joyfully... Laugh out loud, smile brightly... Who dares not to laugh, who dares to laugh in a hypocritical manner, who dares to laugh in an ugly and ugly way... The whole family will be punished, even the chickens and dogs will not do it.

Keep!"

The next moment, all the streets, alleys, mansions and shops in Desert Wind City, no matter what the people in the city were doing, were all hysterical and couldn't wait to laugh.

Loud laughter, twisted and crazy laughter soared into the sky, and the entire Desert Wind City seemed to have turned into a mental hospital in an instant!

The original intention of sneaking down the mountain was at this time, when I arrived outside Desert Wind City.

Desert Wind City, which is hundreds of miles in radius, is surrounded by a yellow-brown stone wall that is a hundred feet high and made of magic. On the stone wall that is three miles thick, there are magic pillars made of living creatures' bones. Vicious

The restrictions and evil spells imprisoned countless ghosts and spirits. The tall and thick pillars were wrapped in countless black smoke. In the thick smoke, pale white faces kept emerging, and they kept making strange sounds.

You Ruowu's shrill screams.

Groups of wolf demons roared back and forth on the city walls, or transformed into their original forms and ran around, or stood upright and patrolled around in heavy armor. There were also small, high-speed wolf demons that were more than ten feet long.

The shuttle boat is centered on Desert Wind City and flies rapidly in the sky with a radius of thousands of miles.

Ben Yuan, who is nearly ten feet tall, has a slim body, a faint greenish-gold color to his skin, and a row of thin scales between his eyebrows, is wearing a set of animal skin clothes. His big, smoothly shaved head has been spawned with mana that is more than four feet long.

Thick long hair, messy and messy, hanging down the back of her head.

He has a mountain vine tied around his waist, a hatchet on his back, and a large bundle on his shoulder, which is as big as two or three ordinary thatched huts. With the demon clan he is showing now

With his mixed-race appearance, it's reasonable to have such a small amount of firewood.

On the huge bundle of firewood, there were several branches sticking out, and hanging on them were twenty hares, fifty pheasants, and a fat and strong wild boar.

Ben Yuan's attire is that of a most serious woodcutter and hunter.

A faint demonic aura rose from his body, and his golden eyes shrank into a line from time to time. The powerful Buddhist power and strong Buddhist charm were all suppressed in his body by his powerful talent bloodline, without any leakage.

A shuttle boat flew by at high speed from a height of 100 feet above the head. Just after flying several tens of feet away, the shuttle boat suddenly stopped.

A tiger-headed monk wearing light armor and whose cultivation was at the third or fourth level of the True Immortal Realm jumped off the shuttle boat and landed heavily in front of Ben Yuan. He flew up and kicked Ben Yuan in the lower abdomen. Ben Yuan was very hurt.

They fell to the ground in cooperation and rolled backwards several times in embarrassment.

The tiger-headed monk laughed wildly, grabbed the hare and pheasant hanging on the fallen firewood, hung them randomly around his waist, and directly grabbed the fat wild boar about eight feet long.

, gnawed off a pig's ear with a 'click'.

"Boy, with this little thing, you are filial to me... Tsk, this pig is fat enough. My uncle is in a good mood today. I will teach you to be a good boy. Now that you are in town, hurry up and smile for me. The louder the smile, the better."

Otherwise, my head will be chopped off and the nine tribes will be implicated, so don’t blame me, I’ll get it for free!”

The tiger-headed monk laughed strangely, riding a gust of wind, soared into the sky, and returned to the shuttle boat. The shuttle boat roared, stirred up the wind, turned into a stream of light, and ran away without a trace.

I would like to get up slowly and slowly carry the firewood.

"Laughing?" He walked towards the city gate in front step by step, whispering to himself: "Why are you laughing? Yu Dianfeng, this bastard, has he come up with any vicious ways to torment people?"

As the gate of Desert Wind City got closer and closer, the golden light in Ben Yuan's eyes became more and more intense. A bright golden light could hardly be suppressed and was about to turn into a raging fire. He hurriedly exerted his strength

He took a bite of his tongue and almost bit off the entire tip of his tongue. With the help of the excruciating pain, he finally suppressed the deep-seated hatred and monstrous anger in his heart, barely kept calm, and came to the city with a stiff smile.

In front of the door.

He prayed silently in his heart.

"The Great Merciful and Compassionate Buddha Fahai saves the suffering..." I prayed very devoutly in my heart: "Bless this disciple to slay demons and demons today, eradicate the scourge of Yu Dianfeng's family for the people of Mofeng City... and avenge the death of the disciple's parents and relatives.

!”

Ben Yuan, who was praying, was suddenly hit on the forehead by a guard standing at the gate of the city. He groaned and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

Several guards laughed and casually approached him, punching and kicking him.

While kicking and beating, one of the leading guard captains laughed and cursed in a low voice: "You bastard, you are another poor guy... How many copper coins can a firewood seller make? Ah, you are another poor guy, you don't even have a rabbit...

…It’s really a waste of your efforts!”

"Come on, there is no money and water, brothers can't work here in vain, you can use this kid to stretch his hands and feet!"

Several guards inexplicably hit Ben Yuan, and after a while of laughing and cursing, they kicked him several feet away. Ben Yuan groaned and slapped him on the ground for a while, and slowly picked up the loose pieces.

The firewood was re-bundled into a large bundle and moved into Desert Wind City little by little.

At the gate of the city, several monks in black were standing there with bright smiles.

Their sinister eyes glanced at Ben Yuan, who was in a state of embarrassment. When they saw Ben Yuan actually had a smile on his face and kept letting out "hehehe" laughter, the smiles of the monks in black suddenly froze.

"Get out, get out, get out!" The monk in black yelled at Ben Yuan and touched the sword at his waist angrily.

Ben Wan limped, with a stiff smile and a dull laugh, and moved into the city little by little.

But he didn't know that the devout prayer he prayed before entering the city had turned into a very thin but extremely flexible thought power, floating up to nine days, like a fine needle attracted by a magnet, and as if he heard the call of his master.

Like a little puppy, it floated towards the extremely high and deep places in this world.

In a chaotic void.

Withered and broken lotus flowers danced wildly, withered and ugly lotus leaves swayed wildly, and chaotic evil forces crisscrossed each other, turning into a thick and heavy dragnet that continuously entangled itself towards Lu Qian.

This snare is not to capture Lu Qian, but to stop him.

Lu Qian formed a seal with his hands, silently practicing mysteries, his eyes flashed with a faint light, and he carefully analyzed the net of evil forces that was constantly entangled in front of him. The white lotus sprayed out by the white elephant under the seat shone with brilliance, like a sharp knife,

It cut through layers of snares and led him forward.

Gradually, Lu Qian had a glimpse of the origin of this chaotic evil force.

"The Buddha's kingdom is in the palm of your hand, the mustard seed and Xumiru, the reincarnation and death, the thirty-three-year cicada!"

In front of Lu Qian's eyes, a towering tree seemed to appear, with huge, transparent, crystal-clear cicadas hanging on the trunk. In the heart of the big tree, a cicada the size of a fist could be faintly seen.

This is a thirty-three-year-old cicada of chaotic alien species.

Thirty-three years, every year, you shed your shell once and reincarnate once. By doing this thirty-three times, you can achieve the immortal golden body and obtain the immortal fruit.

However, the concept of "every year" of the thirty-three-year cicada is different from the "year" of Liangyitian.

One year for Him is one calamity.

His catastrophe may have started, fallen, or passed in a single thought... It is also possible that the long years that will last tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of great tribulations are still just the beginning of a year.

Thirty-three years, thirty-three calamities, difficult years and difficult tribulations.

Therefore, since this strange ethnic group appeared in the chaos, since ancient times, no thirty-three-year-old cicada has truly survived the thirty-three calamities, successfully reached the other side, and obtained the legendary indestructible golden body.

Cultivation of the ultimate immortal Tao fruit.

Lu Qian saw that the towering tree suddenly withered, and the heart of the tree suddenly collapsed. The cicada, which was parasitic in the heart of the towering tree and sought shelter, was suddenly involved in a chaotic tide, and its body was almost completely destroyed. Only

A bit of blood essence and a bit of remnant soul barely managed to survive... The catastrophe was coming, and this unexplained catastrophe almost completely annihilated him.

Fortunately, he got a chance, incarnated as a human, and transferred to a certain heaven. He also learned the Buddhist teachings passed down by the old monk in the world of mortals, and transformed into a Buddhist disciple.

The Buddhism in that heavenly world inherits the "Emperor Heavenly Law" of the old monk in the world of mortals. It is supreme, domineering and strict. The huge Buddhism is just a machine with strict structure and strict disciplines, from top to bottom, from bottom to top.

, overlapping like a net, all Buddhist disciples are a node, a gear in the net, everyone is involuntarily, and everyone is dragged forward.

Then, on this day, the thirty-three-year-old Buddhist disciple who was incarnated as a cicada followed one of the supreme leaders of Buddhism in that heaven and went deep into the chaos to pursue rebellion. Unfortunately, he was drawn into the vortex of chaos and was thrown directly into the ancient city of Loulan.

After some accidental collision in the ancient city of Loulan, the Buddhist Buddha who had been transformed into a cicada for thirty-three years fell.

The flesh and blood turned to ashes, and only one skeleton was barely preserved. A little bit of true spirit was hidden in the skeleton. With the help of a Buddhist treasure lotus refined during his lifetime, it was turned into a pond, hidden in a remote garden of the ancient city of Loulan, and waited quietly.

The day of rebirth, the opportunity for recovery.

Lu Qian suddenly realized that the pond he saw outside and the few remaining lotuses in the pond were all transformed from the broken Buddha treasures of ancient Buddhist Buddhas in this other world... From the great power contained in this broken Buddha treasures

, Lu Qian vaguely judged that the level of Buddhist practice in that other world is probably much higher than that of Liangyi Heaven's Buddhism?

This fallen thirty-three-year-old Cicada Buddha probably did not have the cultivation of the Liangyitian Buddha.

And the Buddhist leader who followed the ancient Buddha and went deep into the chaos had even more terrible cultivation.

"Think of it as a chance, but I don't know if Ahu and the others have reaped the benefits of this lotus leaf after so many years?" Lu Qian felt a little warm in his heart.

He obtained the 'Liberation Method' and acquired 'great wisdom', but at his core, Lu Qian was still a common man.

Faced with the legacy of the great Buddhist power in another world, faced with the creation of the thirty-three-year-old cicada from chaos, faced with this incredible opportunity... it would be really hypocritical to say that you are not moved.

"I'm not the Buddha, am I?" Lu Qian smiled and swung forward with a trace of power from Emperor Taihu's ax, shattering the net formed by the large evil force with one blow. The white elephant took advantage of the situation and moved forward again.

A long way away.

"If there is a chance, there are benefits, and you can get it, why not?" Lu Qian smiled brightly.

Keep going.

After all, it was just a defensive restriction formed by the broken Buddha treasure. Without the master's supervision, this net of evil forces in the sky created a lot of trouble for Lu Qian, but it was just trouble.

The white lotus rolled up, and the evil spirit suddenly spread out in front of it. The smoke and clouds slowly dissipated, revealing a beautiful world with beautiful mountains and clear waters.

The white elephant was suspended very high in the sky. Lu Qian sat on the back of the white elephant, overlooking the vast world with great interest.

At this moment, a very thin, light but extremely flexible wire of mind power, full of firm belief, flew gently towards Lu Qian. He casually grabbed this extremely light wire of mind power, and immediately said, "The Great Mercy and Great Compassion is a way to save the suffering."

The prayers of Lord Sea Buddha entered Lu Qian's mind.

"Lord Fahai Buddha? What bastard is cursing me... I am still far away from the realm of Lord Buddha." Lu Qian's face twitched and he laughed and cursed in a low voice.
To be continued...
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