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Among the bustling crowd, suddenly came an old man with a somewhat anxious expression.

He was carrying a burden, his goatee was a bit messy, the mud on the soles of his feet and the dark circles under his eyes showed that he had rushed up the mountain overnight.

A few Buddhist disciples with keen minds quickly spotted this benefactor with an anxious face.

Novice Zhiming came up to meet him and asked, "This old benefactor, why is it so urgent?"

The old man with the goatee had blank eyes at first, but when Zhiming came forward, he seemed to be grabbing a life-saving straw. He pulled Zhiming's monk robe and was about to kneel down, but Zhiming stopped him with a light hand up.

Zhiming's eyes were clear and he said: "Old benefactor, it seems that you really have something important to do, so how about it, come with me to see the elder."

The old man nodded quickly and said: "Thank you, little master, thank you, little master, and please save our Qingniu Village!"

About a quarter of an hour later.

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Elder Hui Qingpan sat on the table, and Zhiming stood aside while performing Buddhist rituals, listening to the old man tell about their recent encounters in Qingniu Village.

Qingniu Village is a small mountain village in the east corner of Lingyin Temple, about two hundred miles away from Lingyin Temple.

The old man's name is Wang Wenchang, and he is the teacher of Qingniu Village.

In their Qingniu Village, strange things started to happen a few months ago. First, the chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep raised by the farmers seemed to be infected with the plague, and they were sluggish day by day. In the end, they all belched and were regarded as swine fever cattle by the villagers. Plague, buried for all those who regret it.

But the strange thing didn't end. When all the livestock belched, the young adults in Qingniu Village, like the animals that day, gradually lost their energy. In the end, the young adults who used to be full of energy could be seen The people became emaciated until more than half of them were bedridden, making it difficult for them to do farming.

The entire village, for several months, almost relied on the well mortar operated by the mother-in-law's family to barely maintain its daily operations.

What is surprising is that among the men who are getting weaker and weaker, they are all young and middle-aged men, and old men like Wang Wenchang are fine.

After the village chief found out that something was wrong, he also invited several monks and Taoists to come to Qingniu Village to perform deeds in order to eliminate the evil spirits.

But those tall people, after staying in Qingniu Village for a night, were worse than those young and middle-aged people. Almost overnight, their energy was sucked dry, their faces were haggard, and their white hair was gray!

Now the thing about monsters entering the village is confirmed.

But an ordinary expert can't solve this matter.

In Hangzhou, the largest Buddhist holy place, is Lingyin Temple.

So Wang Wenchang came to Lingyin Temple overnight to ask for help two days ago, on the pretext of sending those masters whose energy had been drained home.

In this world, the existence of monsters and experts is no secret.

Lingyin Temple has always been responsible for eliminating demons and defending Buddhas, suppressing many great demons who have caused disasters in the world.

After Elder Huiqing found out about the situation, he comforted the anxious Wang Wenchang, and then transmitted a few words to Lingyin Temple.

After a while.

The fat-headed and big-eared Jiansi Guangliang came. He first chanted a Buddhist name to Elder Huiqing, and then said to Wang Wenchang: "The poor monk already knows the details. It seems that ordinary disciples can't subdue the Qingniu Village. Monster, king benefactor, let the poor monk follow you."

Wang Wenchang nodded quickly and thanked: "Thank you, master, thank you, master! We must save our Qingniu Village!"

three days later.

A long rainbow in the sky fell into Lingyin Temple.

Countless monks reacted at first, thinking that there was an attack from a foreign enemy.

But as soon as he entered, he saw a scrawny old man in ragged clothes, dying there.

Zhiming stepped forward, frowned and said, "This fellow Taoist, you..."

"Bastard, bastard!"

"Old... I am your master Guangliang! Please help me to see the abbot!"

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Abbot Huiyuan entered Guang Liang's body with several strands of pure essence, and only then did he save the dying Guang Liang.

"Master... that demon, has a background!!"

Huiyuan looked at the broken Buddhist rosary on Guangliang's chest, and the stolen Buddhist Zen staff, rolled his eyes, and said, "What's the background of it?"

"Nine-Tails Empress!"

Guang Liang wailed.

"Call Daoji!"

Huiyuan said with wise eyes.

Wuna Xiaoyao, compare the background with my Lingyin Temple, right?

282. A Living Buddha

boom!

A golden shock wave bombarded a barren hill in Lingyin Temple, blasting pieces of rubble.

Ye Tai controlled the immortal essence, and controlled the flying gravel so as not to cause splash damage to the surroundings.

Yue Mo weighed it up, and Mrs. Ye came to a conclusion.

Although the rules of this world did not weaken his offensive power, it made his original means of large-scale destruction more solid.

It also means that in this world, beating someone with the same powerful means is still as painful as before, but if it is to cause large-scale damage, it will take several times more effort than in the real world.

For example, in the real world, the sword I slashed could split a hundred miles of ocean. In this world, although the power is the same, it can cut thirty or fifty miles at most.

Think about it too.

This world is composed of four continents. Although the area of ​​each continent is several times larger than that of Asia in the real world, once those powerful people who move mountains and seas like a routine, use such means on the world, I am afraid that they will come and go again and again. I don't know how many times the four continents have been sunk.

But thinking about the Dao Fruit of those golden immortals, they have risen to the level of "cause and effect", and they can't do anything to the world at will.

And these four continents, although they seem vast, are just the tip of the iceberg in this world if you really want to do your best.

Without him.

For example, the Xiandao group to the east of Nanzhan Buzhou, those places are the holy land where the immortal family lives deeply. Even if the ocean area is removed, it may be countless times larger than Nanzhan Buzhou.

The Land of Ultimate Bliss to the west of Hezhou, Xiniu is even known to have billions of lotus flowers of the Seven Treasures. Inside each lotus flower is a Buddha country, and new worlds and populations are constantly being generated.

These holy places of the immortal family are not only huge and boundless, but also blessed with immortal power. If they want to destroy them, they will definitely be much more difficult than causing damage on the four continents.