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chapter 87(2/2)

The Great Thunder Sound Book is for inheritance, which is the lifelong effort of him and countless ascetics like Tianhua Temple. They will not be stingy with what they have learned throughout their lives. As long as the world is willing to learn, they will devote all they have to teaching.

Strange images are just a push to allow the government to reveal extraordinary existences. Since they are all going to be made public, let's use the battle for fame among living immortals to kick off this great battle.

Let everyone understand why there are only two immortals in the immortal era, and there are only living immortals after the Sword Immortal.

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On top of a mountain somewhere in Florida.

Dozens of people stood on the mountain peak, looking into the distance, looking so attentive that they didn't know what they were looking at.

These people look weird. Except for a few who look normal, the rest all have horrible faces, are born with disabilities, have green faces and fangs, and are covered in stinky sores... Some of them are not even human, and have turned into ghosts.

A little black man with only human form and no facial features stood at the front, looking across dozens of kilometers to the Buddhist holy city, the largest temple in the world.

In his eyes, the entire city was surrounded by rich incense, gathering Buddhist incense from all over the world. The initiator of all this was the Bodhi Realm hanging in the sky, invisible to ordinary people.

Thousands of phantoms of Buddha hang upside down in the sky, with densely packed Buddha heads and thousands of Buddha hands grasping the faith of the world.

"It's interesting, it's interesting. It's really funny that the Bodhi Realm has become like this. Back then, those bald donkeys were so high-spirited that they wanted to use the Bodhi Realm to achieve immortality, but now they can't reincarnate because of the Bodhi Realm."

"It's fate that makes people live or die."

He Yu's expression in the crowd moved slightly, and he guessed in his heart: The manager of this underground palace is from ancient times, no wonder he can't tell where he is.

The Bodhi Realm originated in ancient times. Because the history is too long, countless things have happened in tens of thousands of years, and the Buddhists themselves cannot figure out the origin of the Bodhi Realm.

It is not difficult to deduce the era he lived in from the black man's words since childhood, but this man is extremely cautious and has not revealed any names until now, and his methods are also elusive.

Even the ghost-faced girl and the Thousand Corpses Taoist who lived in the same era do not know his details. Although the world of spiritual practice is divided into three eras, each era spans a very long time. There were constant disputes in ancient times, and the only way to understand him is to rely on those

There are great sects with a long history, and even these great sects did not exist from the beginning.

He Yu asked: "Sir, what will happen if the state-level town of Chu cannot solve the Bodhi Realm?"

The little black man replied: "It won't matter. These people who work for incense are actually the same as ordinary officials. Just like the Tianxin Demon King in Zhou Dynasty before, once he becomes a regular official, he will in turn maintain the stability of society."

"These Buddhas in the Bodhi world are a little crazy, but after all they are just for the sake of incense. At most, they can only turn some people into puppets of Buddhism."

Both the incense and the city god depend on the people, so they naturally hope for a stable society.

At this time, someone asked again: "Manager, what are we doing here today? Are we going to stop Chu Di's town-state level?"

"No, I don't understand who does such a thankless job. It doesn't matter who wins." The little black man shook his head and took out a mobile phone from his stomach. On the screen was the Big Thunder Music Book.

"I came here today to watch a show, a big show. Have you heard the saying that after the swordsman, there are only living immortals."

He Yu's expression changed slightly, and he looked up at the little black man, who was also looking at him. Although the little black man had no facial features, his gaze was clearly focused on him.

"Our fellow Taoist He should be very clear about the value of this living immortal. Through some channels and this Great Thunder Sound Book, I learned about a strong man who is not weaker than the Sword Immortal."

He Yu shook his head and said, "I was already dead at that time."

These words immediately aroused everyone's interest. The power of the Sword Immortal is known to all the world, and they are naturally very interested in those who are not weaker than the Sword Immortal.

"Li Changsheng, I guess he is the strong man. And it is written in the Great Thunder Sound Book that the immortals stepped on the Ling Mountain, and all the gods and Buddhas in the Nine Heavens were removed. Obviously, the Ten Thousand Buddhas Mountain was leveled by him, and the Bodhi Realm was also penetrated."

"Next is the final battle. Let's see if the incense has begun to take form."

Dozens of kilometers away, among the rich incense, they did see a blurry scene, in which spiritual mountains were continuous, temples were like forests, and monks were like a sea.

Isn’t this an illusion from the Bodhi Realm?

"According to what I know, this second immortal's battle to become famous is to fight against Ten Thousand Buddhas Mountain."
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