I'm Foolish, Send The Country At The Beginning, And Become An Emperor Through The Ages - Chapter 309: The Heaven Swallowing Devil Art Goes Wild, The Death Of Buddhism!

Fawang Temple is a relatively well-known Buddhist temple. It has a history of 800 years. It has more than 5,000 monks all year round.

The most important thing is that there is a master sitting in the temple all the year round.

This master, whose name is Wuming, is 150 years old. He is not only powerful, but also profound in Buddhism.

He is the most famous monk within a thousand miles, and he is called the living Buddha on earth.

Due to the profoundness of Buddhism, his mind is as calm as water and does not stir up dust. It is difficult for everything outside to shake his heart.

But today, he felt uneasy, as if something big was about to happen.

After reciting the meditation and universal mantra several times, I just couldn’t calm down.

“Amitabha, why can’t the poor monk calm down?”

He put down the Buddhist bead in his hand, feeling as if it was a kind of guidance given to him by the Buddha in the dark, but unfortunately he couldn’t understand it.

At this moment, his face changed, and he suddenly soared into the sky, crashed into the beams in the temple, and flew into the sky.

In the sky above his head, there was a big cold and ruthless palm, and the sky fell.

If that big palm falls, then the 5,000 monks in the monastery and thousands of Buddhist disciples will all die

Master Wuming did not hesitate: “Subduing Dragon Arhat Fist!”

His whole body was golden, like an arhat, and he punched 18 times in a row!

Do your best with every punch!

Fist and palm finally collide!

“boom” “boom”

The world trembled!

The monasteries below couldn’t bear the impact, and all collapsed, causing countless casualties.

Master Wu Ming also quickly fell from the sky.

His face was pale, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and the hands that punched the Arhat Fist were still trembling.

However, he didn’t care about the injuries on his body at all, but stared at the person in front of him with his eyes straight.

He was wearing a black robe and a strange mask, and there were no steps under his feet, but he was able to walk step by step, as if walking on flat ground, looking down at everyone in front of him.

“You are the devil of Tsing Yi Building!” Master Wu Ming blurted out.

“That’s right, it’s me. You should be Wu Ming from Fawang Temple!” The chief nodded slightly, as if satisfied: “You’re strong! Among the masters, you can definitely rank among the top 30! If you are attracted, It should help me go further!”

“What do you want to do?” Wu Ming had a bad feeling in his heart.

“Your origin, I want it!” The big leader appeared beside Wu Ming in a flash, and stretched out a somewhat withered but vigorous old hand.

Master Wu Ming didn’t know what the other party wanted to do, but it was definitely not a good thing.

With a flash of figure, he dodged the old hand.

“Where to escape!” The big leader chased after him, and the two sides quickly fought.

The entire monastery suffered a second blow, the sky collapsed again, and the garden howled everywhere.

However, Master Wuming couldn’t even protect himself, so how could he care about these things?

Due to the disparity in strength between the two sides, after about 20 rounds, Master Wu Ming fell into the hands of the big leader with injuries all over his body.

“Wu Ming, Ji, you can become a part of this seat!”

As soon as the words fell, his hand produced a strong suction.

Master Wuming felt that his physical strength, vitality and other things were all sucked away by this big hand.

A look of panic appeared on his face: “What are you doing…don’t…”

The big leader sneered again and again, speeding up the absorption.

After about a cup of tea, Master Wuming had turned into a hideous mummy.

Was shaken slightly by the big leader, turned into dust and went with the wind.

The big leader carefully felt the changes in his body, and his face showed obvious joy: “I have absorbed all the good fortune of a grandmaster’s body, and my strength has increased by about 100%!”

You must know that it is as difficult as reaching the sky if you want to go further in cultivation to his level.

If there is no decades of hard work, coupled with some chances and good luck, there is no way to make progress.

Now, just by absorbing the source of a master, his strength has been increased by 10%.

good fortune!

Great fortune too!

Moreover, this seat seems to have become younger, with exuberant vitality and sufficient blood in the body!” The chief’s tone became even more excited.

Even a grand master cannot live forever.

Grandmaster’s lifespan limit is 300 years, he is now close to 200 years old, he is no longer young. If you can’t go further, or find a magic elixir to prolong your life, you can only live for a hundred years or so.

But now, through the Heaven Swallowing Devil Art, his vitality has actually increased, and he has a tendency to rejuvenate.

“It’s really a supreme magic art!” The big leader was very excited: “With this magic art, even the hopeless supreme grand master in the future can live forever, live forever in the world, and be elected to rule the world forever haha…”

He had tasted the sweetness of magic skills, and he was going to find another master to do the surgery.

Not long after he left, the situation of Fawang Temple quickly spread throughout the world.

“The leader of Tsing Yi Building has killed Fawang Temple!”

“He was so cruel, he killed all the monks and believers in Fawang Temple, tens of thousands!”

“Also Master Wuming has lost track, I’m afraid…

“Is there no one who can cure him?”

The headquarters of Buddhism, in the middle of Shaolin Temple.

Several monks came back in a hurry and reported the situation of Fawang Temple.

“Master Jiechen, the situation is indeed as the outside world said. The Fawang Temple has been bloodbathed by the devil, and there are ruins everywhere! All the monks and believers in the temple have also met the king!”

“Sins, sins! What about Master Wuming?” Master Jiechen asked urgently.

Those monks looked serious: “We didn’t find any trace of Master Wuming in the monastery! However, we found this thing in a forest!”

They took out (aibf) some pieces of red gauze.

Master Jiechen recognized it at a glance, it was the corner of Master Wuming’s cassock.

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With a heavy heart, Master Jiechen clasped his hands together and said, “Amitabha!”

“Amitabha!” Everyone’s expressions became heavy.

At this moment, the chief of Tsing Yi Building had already arrived at Baiyun Temple.

Baiyun Temple is a small temple, and it is far away from the city, so the reputation is not prominent, and the incense is not at its peak.

But here there is a Buddhist master, the law has no self.

Looking at the Baiyun Temple standing on the top of the mountain, the big leader directly slapped him.

An old monk in gray robe rushed out from inside, and managed to keep the monastery with all his might. Looking at the big leader in front of him, he said solemnly, “You are the big devil of Tsing Yi Building?”

“That’s right, it’s me!” The chief nodded with a smile, looking at the gray-robed old monk in front of him, as if he was looking at a cow ready to be slaughtered.

Thinking in his heart, the opponent’s strength is comparable to Wu Ming’s old bald donkey.

If he swallowed him, his strength would increase by at least 10%, right?

Moreover, after devouring the other party’s vitality, he should still be 20 or 30 years younger, right?

Thinking of this, the smile couldn’t help but split.

The gray-robed old monk felt uncomfortable at the sight, so he decided to strike first and strike suddenly.

The big leader is not worried but happy: “Good job!”

After 20 rounds, the gray-robed old monk was caught by the big boss like a chicken. He activated the Heaven-swallowing Magic Art and sucked it hard, quickly sucking the old monk into a human body.

After obtaining the original good fortune of the opponent, his strength has increased by 10%.

And, about 20 years younger.

The big leader was overjoyed and laughed loudly: “Sure enough, good!”

After leaving a palm and destroying the temple, he left arrogantly.

This matter spread out quickly.

“Baiyun Temple has also been murdered!”

“The other party is really a devil. He will kill monks when he sees them, even Baiyun Temple, which is far away from the secular world!”

“Then there is a Buddhist master in Baiyun Temple without me! The temple was destroyed, wouldn’t that master…”

“Nine times out of ten, he was killed, and the Buddhist sect suffered heavy losses!”

‘That’s right, two masters were killed in a row, and the Buddhist sect was hurt!”

In Shaolin Temple, all the monks looked miserable.

Master Jiechen said with a bitter face: “The Baiyun Temple has been destroyed, and the whereabouts of Master Wuwu have not been found so far. I am afraid that he has also been murdered by the devil! Two Buddhist masters have died. This is my Buddhist master. Sorrow! Amitabha!”

“Amitabha!” All the monks had heavy faces.

“Master Abbot, that devil kills people like hemp, and now even the master is not spared, what should we do if this continues?” Someone asked.

Master Jie’an sighed: “In order to preserve my Buddhist background, I have to temporarily recruit back the masters and congenitals from all over the world! Under the protection of Master Liaochen, the other party should not dare to act rashly! As for other Buddhist disciples, only Temporarily dismissed! Wait for our Buddhist sect to survive this calamity, and then call them back!”

“But Abbot, if we do this, we will lose face and be ridiculed by the outside world!”

Master Jiechen sighed again: “Just laugh when you laugh, face is important, but the life of our Buddhist disciples is more important, and the inheritance of our Buddhism is more important! Amitabha!”

“Amitabha!” The monks responded.

After this Buddhist decree was conveyed, various monasteries were disbanded one after another.

And all the strong men above inborn level gathered in Shaolin Temple.

In this way, the leader of Tsing Yi Building will have no way to attack.

If you want to continue killing monks, you can only fight with Master Liaochen from Shaolin Temple.

When everyone laughed at the shy turtle of Buddhism, they were even more afraid of the head of Tsingyilou.

Offend anyone, don’t offend the great master!

Especially this kind of grand master who has no taboos and is invincible, he can kill you.

All of this was naturally learned by the big leader, and he smiled contemptuously: “Do you think that this seat has no choice? It is true that there is no way at present, but this seat is not in a hurry, we have plenty of time to play slowly!”

He has already set his sights on other masters. .