The city of Chawang is filled with magnificent temples.

Under the moonlight, the earthen city, the domed palace, and the foreigners are all full of exotic customs.

This place finally has the appearance of a state city, a scene created by gathering the wealth of the entire Chazhou state here.

Within the palace.

The dignitaries of Chazhou gathered together, and they all sat on the ground, with blankets spread on the ground and silver-lacquered palace lanterns shining brightly.

Because it was a meeting, the table in front of everyone was empty.

The top one has the typical Rakshasa face of the Northern King, and the people kneeling below are many monks, priests, and generals.

"This year, the power of the Eight-Armed Arhat has been greatly leaked. More and more monsters have awakened in Chazhou, but there are fewer and fewer demon-sealing mages. They died too quickly." A yellow-robed monk said.

He came out and asked a question, and he said implicitly that the source of the numerous ghosts in Chazhou today is the eight-armed Arhat of Buddhism.

"How about holding another rainy event?" someone suggested.

This rain-generating meeting is unique to Chazhou. Every time it is held, a natural demon-sealing mage seed appears in Chazhou. The Demon-sealing Temple announces to the outside world that he is the person chosen by the Buddha and the heavenly being in the land of the Blissful Buddha.

People are reincarnated into the lower world to slay demons.

Another monk in gray clothes stood up: "How come this is too late? I don't know how long it will take until the new generation of demon-sealing mages grows up."

"We don't have to rush to get rid of the monsters, but what about the monster blood relics?"

At this time, King Beicha spoke up and said: "Please ask the magician from Fengmo Temple to dispatch."

The air suddenly became quiet. After a while, someone warned: "These things have completely transformed into demons. Every time they are sent out, they will cause all kinds of troubles. I, the king, use them with caution!"

King Bei Cha then said: "The demon blood relics are not enough. If the Eight-Armed Arhat blames him for not having enough offerings, what will happen?"

Everyone suddenly showed fear and panic.

Compared with the demon, everyone is obviously more afraid of the eight-armed Arhat.

People in the palace discussed it a lot, but finally decided to invite the magicians from the Demon Sealing Temple to eliminate the increasing number of spirits in Chazhou, collect the demon blood relics, and enshrine the Eight-Armed Arhat.

But just as this strategy was decided, something happened in the entire Chawang City.

"roar!"

A violent roar resounded in the night sky, alarming everyone in Chawang City. The roar was like thunder, and the sound of explosion was like tearing apart the heart, liver, lungs and gallbladder.

Many people trembled all over and returned to their seats after a while.

Everyone rushed outside to see what was going on outside.

What greeted him was the ground shaking and the earth shaking.

The people, monks, and merchants of Chawang City hurried out, all with disheveled hair and standing barefoot. They hurriedly looked in the direction of the sound and the epicenter, looking through the layers of earthen buildings, palaces, and temples.

It is in the direction where the royal palace is located.

In the deepest part of the palace, in a dark and guarded temple, the earth cracked layer by layer, and the surrounding walls and palaces collapsed.

A tall and strange black statue of a god was revealed in the dark and deep temple.

It was an Arhat with eight arms, but it didn't have the angry and majestic appearance outside. Instead, it looked weird and gloomy, as if it symbolized death, killing, and sin.

At this moment, the tall and majestic Eight-Armed Arhat is constantly cracking, and the body made of black stone is being destroyed from the inside and cannot be stopped.

Rays of light bloomed from the cracks, covering the entire ruins of the collapsed temple.

In the twisting light, the scene of the other world is reflected.

That was the scene after the Incense God Realm was torn apart and broke out, and then the scene transitioned to the current realm.

When the King of North Cha led many monks, priests, and generals to arrive, the governor and civil servants sent by the Wei Dynasty of the Chazhou government also broke in at the same time, wanting to see what was going on inside. At this moment, they were being watched by people outside

Soldiers blocked it.

The King of Beicha was not in the mood to look at the Wei Dynasty officials with whom he had always been quarrelsome, so he hurriedly broke in.

"What's going on?"

"Did the Eight-Armed Arhat lose control again?"

"Why is there so much noise this time?"

But when they got really close to the ruins of the temple, everyone suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked up at the light refracted in the ruins.

transfixed.

All I saw was the opened Incense God Realm. In a dark and endless world, an Arhat as black as ink lay on the ground and roared to the sky.

From above the darkness, a god-man stepped down, like the scorching sun in the sky.

As the sun sets lower and lower, the light even shines through the cracks in the incense realm, illuminating the palace.

The bright light was like the Kunlun Mountain, suppressing the black eight-armed arhat to the point where he could not move and could only act in a helpless and furious manner.

The eight arms danced violently, but they fought back as weakly as a child. It was ridiculous and had no effect, and it had no intention of even attracting a glance from the god-man.

"Venerable Eight-Armed Arhat?" Everyone seemed to be in disbelief. That was the Eight-Armed Arhat they had seen in the past, the aloof God of the Buddha Land.

"Who is that?" King Beisha asked, looking at the man of God stepping down in the darkness. No one could respond to him.

The man of God stepped on the black eight-armed arhat and arrived at the whirlpool gate guarded by the black eight-armed arhat in the void.

In the illusory aperture, various beautiful visions of mortals are reflected.

The god's eyes were indifferent and he let out a chuckle.

"Is this the Land of Bliss Buddha?"

He stretched out his hand and moved towards the aperture.

Within the gate of the Paradise Buddha Land, the thick sound of Buddha singing and Zen suddenly came out, getting louder and louder.

Before the God's Hand penetrated into the whirlpool, a golden giant palm like a mountain fell from the aperture gate of the Paradise Buddha Land, and struck together with the God's Hand.

One is like the dazzling sun, and the other is the boundless golden body of the Buddha.

"Boom!"

Under the violent collision, the vortex in the Incense God Realm expanded rapidly.

Then the entire Incense God Realm began to annihilate and collapse, and the eight-armed Arhat, who was as black as ink, was swallowed up by the violently rotating and expanding vortex and disappeared.

The layers of the incense and fire divine realm collapsed, and the immortal Buddha-like existence watched everything disappear. The other party also noticed him and did not pursue him any further.

Now that the soul is only here, it is not a wise move to rush into the opponent's lair.

The man of God stepped out of the incense realm and appeared in the city of the human king.

Countless people watched the sun rise at the end of the sky, its rays of light covering the streets, palaces, and temples, illuminating the earth.

That majestic and tall Dharmakaya stands in the sky above the ruined land, overlooking the earth's city and looking at the millions of mortals who are looking at it in shock.

He said to the people on this vast land.

"From today on."

"My Dao Bei Chuan! The Dao rises and the Buddha disappears!"

This voice was not only addressed to the people of Chazhou, but more like an announcement to other countries outside the Northwest and Central Plains.

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In the city of Rakshasa County, at the Lai'an Inn.

The Taoist who was sitting cross-legged and motionless finally opened his eyes. Layers of light were reflected in his pupils, and the runes of the avenue continued to converge, and finally turned into eyes as dark as stars.

Blow out the lamp and get up.

I went downstairs to buy some food and local drinks from the boss, and by the way, I brought some for the donkey who was tired from moaning recently.

Not long after the Taoist went downstairs, there was picking and sneaking movement outside the door.

Someone hesitated and didn't dare to open the door directly and enter.

Finally, I chose to lick my saliva, poke a hole in the door and window paper, and peek inside secretly.

An emerald green eye searched back and forth, arching its buttocks to look for the Taoist. His head was raised and lowered, adjusting the angle to look inside.

At this time, a voice came from behind.

"What's the matter?"

The demon sealing mage was so frightened that he immediately turned around with a grimace. Although he hurriedly wiped away the water stains on his body, his hair was still soaked.

Wearing a mask could not hide the embarrassment in his heart, so he naturally spoke in a panic: "It's okay! Something strange happened just now. Let's see if there is anything wrong with you."

"Did you just see that?"

The Taoist nodded: "I saw it."

"It's midnight, so go to bed early if you have nothing to do."

The demon sealing mage grimaced and nodded: "Oh!"
Chapter completed!