I have been slaying demons in the Demon Slayer Division for thirty years

Zhou Yi turned a deaf ear.

The two golden dragons crossed each other head to tail, their blades opened, and there was an endless killing energy.

Click!

He also cut off the three arms of the evil Buddha.

"Amitabha!"

The four faces of White Lotus Evil Buddha had different expressions, and they knew that they had to do one before they were qualified to negotiate a deal.

"Om!"

"Well!"

"Woolen cloth……"

Reciting the six-syllable Buddhist mantra, immeasurable Buddha light emerged and enveloped the evil Buddha.

The overlapping inscriptions and talismans manifested in the Buddha's light were instantly arranged into countless defensive formations, as if the spells were refined into actual protective treasures, and the defensive power was doubled several times.

The magical power displayed in a single thought integrates Buddhism, Taoism, formations, weapons and other profound magic techniques, which fully demonstrates the background of White Lotus Evil Buddha.

The White Lotus Evil Buddha has lived for an unknown number of years, and occasionally encounters magical weapons or Taoist methods. If he has even the slightest interest, he can achieve a level that ordinary monks cannot even imagine.

It's a pity that Ren Xiefo's magic and magical powers are exquisite, and there is a big gap between them and the Golden Dragon Scissors.

The golden dragon scissors fell, the Buddha's light split from it, and the White Lotus Evil Buddha and the temple were shattered. .

The barren mountain was cut open, and a gap several feet wide appeared in the middle, leading directly to the other side of the mountain.

"Buddha is dead? Immortality is not fun! It's not fun!"

Hou Yuan's eyes flashed, and he looked around, but could not find any trace of the evil Buddha.

"Amitabha!"

The golden wheel of merit manifested behind Miaoshan's head, turning rapidly, constantly deducing the magical power of the White Lotus Evil Buddha just now.

If you risk your life and get involved in the fight between immortals and Buddhas and don't learn a thing or two, it would be a huge loss!

"Fellow Taoist, please stay!"

Zhou Yi raised his head and chuckled. The golden scissors rose into the sky and cut towards a white cloud in the sky.

This white cloud was mixed among many clouds and dispersed with the wind. In an instant, it floated more than ten miles away. I saw the golden dragon slashing at me and the sound of the Buddha's name shattered the many clouds.

"Infinite Life!"

The white clouds quickly transformed into a lotus throne, and the evil Buddha sat on the lotus throne. He pressed his palms, and the swastika appeared in his palms and shone with divine light.

The Buddha's palm swelled in the wind. At first it was only three or four feet, but in an instant it became dozens of acres in size, as if a mountain of palms fell from the sky.

Blocking out the sky and the sun, it was terrifying and shocking.

"Hmph!"

Zhu Kang's body rolled and turned into a green-haired wild boar that was more than three feet long, with four tusks sticking out of its mouth, like ivory.

Four hooves of thunder flashed, and he instantly hid under the belly of the sacred cow, shouting: "Master Niu, help me!"

Miaoshan's face twitched, and she regretted that she was a moment too late to take care of her face. She couldn't pull the disciple out. She turned the golden wheel of merit with all her strength, protected her whole body, and proclaimed the Buddha's name.

"Amitabha! Immortal leader, be careful..."

I have reminded the True Immortal of his existence, and I hope he can take it into consideration.

Only Hou Yuan was not afraid. Instead, he manifested a demonic body of an ape that was more than ten feet tall. He looked up to the sky and roared, trying to shake the palm of the Buddha that covered the sky head-on.

Zhou Yi shook his head and sighed: "Fellow Taoist's strength is really worse than the last!"

The White Lotus Evil Buddha is said to be immortal, but every time he is resurrected, he needs the power of incense and aspiration to restore his strength.

It had only been three or four years since his last death, and the evil Buddha's incense accumulation was far less than before. On the contrary, Zhou Yi's magic power had reached more than 30,000 years, and the golden dragon scissors were a supreme treasure far surpassing the Ziying sword.

One increase and one decrease, the difference in strength is more than ten times.

This magical power of the Buddha's palm that suppresses everything can still be broken by ten thousand years of magical power, let alone the treasure in hand.

The golden dragon scissors soared into the sky, bursting with divine light, and broke the Buddha's palm apart.

The sacred light of the swastika in the palm of the hand shone brightly. It only resisted the golden dragon scissors for two or three breaths before it suddenly shattered. The Buddha's palm split from it, scattering countless incense and aspiration power.

The power of incense and wishing fell down in Tongcheng, like light rain falling from the sky, falling into the bodies of the people.

Miao Shan reached out and took a little incense and aspiration power, and blended it into the golden wheel of merit without refining it.

Countless pictures appeared in front of my eyes, the sound of chanting was heard in my ears, and I saw and heard thousands of people kneeling, praying, offering sacrifices, and taking refuge...

White Lotus Buddha...

Maitreya……

Innocent old mother...

Sanyang True Immortal...

Vacuum pure land...

The various names are ringing in my ears, and they are so ethereal and illusory that they actually make the Miaoshan Relic keep trembling.

My wonderful and kind heart was on alert, and I kept running the golden wheel of merit, and found that I could not block the sound of the Buddha at all.

"Amitabha!"

A relic appeared in the palm of Miaoshan, which was left by Arhat in the Buddhist realm after his death. It contains the principles of Arhat Buddhism and is naturally the best treasure to ward off evil.

The Arhat relics shone with the Buddha's light and were entangled with the incense and wish power that invaded Miao Shan's body. However, instead of being able to expel it, it actually made the incense and wish power even stronger.

The two seem to have the same origin. Since it is not an external evil, it is difficult for the Arhat relic to be effective.

The stronger the wish of this wisp of incense, the stronger the bewitching voice in front of Miaoshan's eyes and ears. When the day comes, it is difficult to refuse the bewitchment, and he will inevitably worship at the seat of the White Lotus Evil Buddha and become an abandoned disciple of Buddhism.

In the face of a life and death crisis, Miao Shan shouted loudly without caring about face.

"Master Immortal, help me, the young monk is in danger!"

Zhu Kang hid under the belly of the sacred cow and looked up to see the five-color divine light shining. The power of incense and incense could not be invaded by anything and could not break the blessing of the divine light.

"Master Niu is mighty!"

"Master Niu will be Xiao Zhu's ancestor from now on!"

"Master Niu, do you need a godson?"

The sacred cow glared at Zhu Kang, showing no dignity at all, and simply disgracing the bloodline of the sacred beast.

"Opportunity! Big opportunity!"

Hou Yuan stepped forward and landed in Tongcheng. He opened his mouth and inhaled hundreds of thousands of wisps of incense and swallowed it into his body.

Then he sat cross-legged on the spot, held the lotus seal with his hand, and understood the principles of Buddhism.

at this time.

Zhou Yi looked livid, glanced at Miao Shan who was anxiously asking for help, and ignored the response.

Looking down at Tongcheng on the ground, countless people took to the streets to pay homage to the evil Buddha sitting high in the sky. Some of them recited the Sutra on the Incarnation of the Bodhisattva. They were potential members of the White Lotus sect.

Most of them were at a loss, confused and transformed by the power of incense and vows, and became puppets of the evil Buddha.

"Okay! Okay! Okay!"

Zhou Yi praised him continuously, his voice as cold as ice.

The White Lotus Evil Buddha threatened the lives of the people of the city, which brought back Zhou Yi's not-so-good memories. Back then, he casually cast a rain and caused many families to be destroyed.

Hu Ling'er's family is relatively good, but many small families who are unwilling to give in are directly accused of harboring monsters.

According to the laws of the Qian Dynasty, the family will be confiscated and the clan will be exterminated!

In the files of the Demon Slaying Division, this case was recorded as a Beijing investigation case, recording the arrests of 397 demons and the beheading of countless people who harbored and colluded with the demons.

There are just countless two words, and if you explore them one by one, there will be countless bloody and tragic stories.

From that day on, Zhou Yi became extremely self-disciplined and would not use magic unless he had to, so as not to affect innocent people again.

At this time, for the sake of his own safety, Zhou Yi took the initiative to find and kill the evil Buddha, which may have caused the loss of all the people in the city. Even though most of the cause and effect is caused by the evil Buddha's troubles, if we take a closer look at it, at least Zhou Yi made a mistake of arrogance!

"The poor monk didn't want to harm anyone, he was just forced by the lay people..."

White Lotus Evil Buddha smiled and held the pearl of wisdom in his hand: "Now, can the layman have a talk with the poor monk?"

The evil Buddha has lived for too long and has been seen by everyone. In the long years, the righteous teacher who slaughtered Buddhas and defended the Tao is indispensable. After all, he is completely and purely evil.

Many of them are similar to Zhou Yi's great wish, with compassion for heaven and earth, and vain attempts to save the common people.

The White Lotus Evil Buddha seizes this obsession, leads it into the abyss of human nature, and induces it to transform from good to evil.

In the years of immortality, there are too few things that can arouse the interest of White Lotus Evil Buddha, and Zhouyi is the new prey. Believers who are easy to convert are too boring. It is interesting to tempt unbelievers to fall.

White Lotus Evil Buddha looked at Zhou Yi with a smile, waiting for the new immortal to exchange terms with him.

"Talk? Ho ho ho..."

Zhou Yi let out a series of strange laughs, and his voice became increasingly cold: "Why do fellow Taoists think that... I will be afraid of mortal threats?"

White Lotus Evil Buddha's expression froze, thinking that Zhou Yi was being tough, and with a thought, he extracted the souls of thousands of people in the city.

The divine souls floated in the wind and merged into the White Lotus throne, turning into wisps of divine patterns, making the throne look more majestic and solemn.

"Poor monk...infinite life!"

The White Lotus Evil Buddha proclaimed the Buddha's name, and the endless Buddha's light blocked in front of him, blocking the golden dragon scissors and breaking them in an instant.

Click!

The golden dragon scissors cut through the evil Buddha's side, and another arm was broken.

Zhou Yi waved his hand and took a photo, and the evil Buddha's arm merged into the golden pillar of the Seven Treasures, and the power of the Buddha became even more powerful.

"Damn it!"

The White Lotus Evil Buddha was angry on all sides. He hadn't said a dirty word in I don't know how many years, but he really couldn't hold it back today.

Only five of the eight arms remain. The golden dragon scissors contain mysterious power, which cannot be restored in a short period of time with the power of incense and wish.

"Householder, this poor monk is immortal and has nothing to fear! However, if the cause and effect of the people in this city falls on you, even a true immortal will not feel it!"

White Lotus Evil Buddha said: "It is just a delusion to exchange a city's common people for a poor monk. If you want to hook up with a true immortal, wouldn't it be a huge defeat?"

"If a Taoist friend kills one person today, a poor Taoist will kill the Taoist friend for the rest of his life!"

Zhou Yi smiled solemnly: "Four thousand three hundred and twenty-nine people died just now. Fellow Taoist, you should think about how you will be reincarnated in the next four thousand lives..."

"Infinite Life!"

The White Lotus Evil Buddha proclaimed the name of the Buddha and wanted to capture thousands more souls to shock Zhou Yiyi and Er.

But when he saw Zhou Yi's cold gaze, he immediately knew that it was of no use at all. He couldn't help but curse in his heart: This guy is young and seems to be reckless and rude in his actions, but he has an indifferent heart. I don't know how he was born a freak!

"Fellow Taoist, please don't stay any longer. You will die early and be reincarnated, and you will be reincarnated and die early!"

Zhou Yi glanced at the people of Tongcheng, closed his eyes, and silently recited the Qingxin Mantra.

At this time, he couldn't flinch at all. A lifetime of compassion would lead to an abyss. Not only would he not be able to save anyone, but he would endanger more people.

Fighting spirit, Zhou Yi knew that he was far from the opponent of White Lotus Evil Buddha, so he ignored the many causes and effects of life and death and killed him.

If your mind is like a ghost and your plans are like a god, they will all be in vain after you die.

The golden dragon shears once again shone with divine light and circled around Zhou Yi, as if sensing the sadness of their master. The two golden dragons faintly showed a hint of wisdom, and their power increased a bit.

"Amitabha!"

White Lotus Evil Buddha kept calculating with his fingers, and saw the golden dragon slashing towards his head, and said in a hurry: "Fellow Taoist, I don't want to know, who summoned this poor monk here?"

The golden dragon scissors hang above the head of the evil Buddha. The two golden dragons only need to stir slightly for the evil Buddha to reincarnate.

"The poor monk is willing to go away in reincarnation and never step foot into Yunzhou again..."

White Lotus Evil Buddha silently added in his heart, as long as there is a monster like you in Yunzhou: "All the people in this city, except those poor monks who voluntarily believe in it, will be freed."

The golden dragon scissors slowly opened and stepped back a foot.

White Lotus Evil Buddha took a deep look at the two golden dragons and confirmed that they were living creatures. His evaluation of Zhou Yi was a little higher in his heart, and he kept guessing which old monster he had inherited.

There will never be a true immortal born out of thin air in the world, let alone an inexplicable and unexplained treasure.

"Fellow Taoist, continue..."

Zhou Yi held the seven-treasure golden banner and pointedly said: "This Buddha treasure has refined several of Taoist friends' arms, and it has given birth to something mysterious. It will be convenient to find Taoist friends in the future."

"Amitabha!"

The evil White Lotus Buddha proclaimed the name of the Buddha: "The one who summoned the poor monk is the traitorous Holy Mother White Lotus!"

"The Holy Mother of White Lotus is actually a fellow Taoist disciple?"

Zhou Yi frowned, it was true that enemies were not getting together, and he kept speculating in his mind.

The Holy Mother of White Lotus once appeared in Jinguang Temple, lurking among the relics of the killing Arhat, waiting for an opportunity to seize the body of Fahai. This relic was given by Emperor Jingtai in recognition of Fahai's achievements in subduing demons.

At that time, Fa Hai was only at the third level, and his strength may not be top-notch, but he had already shown the Buddha nature that is hard to find in the world.

If there was no connection, Zhou Yi would really become a reckless man!

"The Holy Mother of White Lotus was the disciple of the poor monk 3,500 years ago. Seeing that she was destined to be my Buddha, a mere seventh-grade monk granted her the position of leader of the White Lotus."

White Lotus Evil Buddha's voice gradually became cold, and he was obviously very unhappy with this disciple: "It's a pity that this disciple has grown up, has his own ideas, and turned around to murder the master!"

"The Holy Mother of White Lotus is far inferior to fellow Taoist, right?"

Zhou Yi had doubts in his heart, which he had always doubted. It seemed that the Evil White Lotus Buddha had lived in vain for endless years.

Compared to first-level monks, he is naturally invincible. However, among the immortals and Buddhas, apart from his various and strange methods and his immortality, the White Lotus Evil Buddha is not too strong in fighting skills.

"The layman is indeed a new immortal!"

White Lotus Buddha hesitated and said: "This matter is related to the path to eternal life. It is the supreme secret of many great religions. How can a poor monk get it for free..."

The golden dragon scissors silently moved forward a few feet, and the two golden dragons roared mischievously.

"The poor monk and the layman have a deep bond, and today we will discuss longevity."

The White Lotus Evil Buddha waved his hand to seal the vitality of the world, and no sound could escape. Miao Shan Zhu Kang, who had originally eavesdropped with his ears, felt dizzy in his five senses, and the surroundings fell into endless silence.

The only people who had the strength to hear the voice of the White Lotus Evil Buddha were a man, an ox, two dragons, and Hou Yuan who was sitting cross-legged on the ground.

White Lotus Evil Buddha asked: "Do fellow Taoists think that the strength of the Immortal Buddha is the pinnacle of this world?"

"When is!"

Zhou Yi recalled the several immortals and Buddhas he encountered. The strongest was probably the Qingqiu Fox Immortal, or the Killing Arhat. However, their strength did not really exceed the category of immortals and Buddhas.

For example, in the same realm of refining gods, the strength may be high or low, and the same is true for immortals and Buddhas.

"The poor monk is also an immortal Buddha, and there is no realm above that of immortal Buddha. If he was far stronger than that evil disciple in his heyday, it is a pity that his luck has always been a little worse in recent reincarnations..."

White Lotus Evil Buddha said: "I didn't care about this at first."

"When is!"

Zhou Yi recalled the several immortals and Buddhas he encountered. The strongest was probably the Qingqiu Fox Immortal, or the Killing Arhat. However, their strength did not really exceed the category of immortals and Buddhas.

For example, in the same realm of refining gods, the strength may be high or low, and the same is true for immortals and Buddhas.