I was an immortal emperor in the Sui and Tang Dynasties

Among Buddhists, there are many eminent monks and ascetics. These people have immeasurable merits, but after all they are too big, and the good and the bad are mixed. Similar to the Jie religion in the past, many monks were born with fat heads and big ears, and lived a life of luxury and food.

"Buddha, look at the wilderness now. There are countless Buddhist temples, splendid and luxurious." Yun Zhongzi saw a little black energy generated behind the head of the ancient Buddha on the burning lamp, which was as black as ink, and his face suddenly showed joy.

He pointed with his right hand and saw a golden light in front of him. The golden light rose into the sky, but there were countless temples. From a distance, it was spectacular.

But it is also particularly dazzling. These are all made of gold, so they have the splendor in front of them.

What makes the ancient Buddha on the burning lamp feel dazzling is that around the temple, there are many poor people who are scrimping on food and clothing and paying tribute to the Buddha with their harvest, and the monks act as if they are taking it for granted.

"Buddha, is this Buddhism? Is it an evil demon that lies on humans and sucks blood?" Our Lady of Wudang sneered.

In the past, these words would never have shaken the Taoist heart of the ancient Buddha in Ran Deng.

But at this moment, the catastrophe is approaching, and the catastrophe is spreading in the three realms. Only by sticking to the soul, chanting Huang Ting quietly, closing the cave, not stained by the world of mortals, and eliminating the cause and effect, can we avoid the catastrophe.

However, none of this has anything to do with the ancient Buddha on Ran Deng. He has many causes and effects, and he is in disaster. Now that he is out of the mountain, how can he avoid disaster!
"The ancient Buddha on the burning lamp, please pass away." Yun Zhongzi appeared in the right hand of the Pangu flag. He shook it gently, and saw thousands of chaotic sword energy coming out of the sky, sweeping towards the ancient Buddha on the burning lamp, wherever the sword energy went , all along the way turned into black holes, swallowing everything around them.

The sword energy swept thousands of miles, was vast, and filled the sky with powerful destructive power.

"Amitabha."

The eyes of the ancient Buddha on the burning lamp are wide open, like the sun, and the cassocks on his body are shining with golden light. Bursts of Buddha's voices are heard. It is visible to the naked eye that there are countless Buddhas surrounding the burning lamp. The Buddha's light behind his head surges, blackening the golden wheel of merit. The energy dispersed completely. He stretched out his right hand and saw a huge coffin appearing in front of him. It was dark and filled with a cold aura. The coffin suddenly opened, and the chaotic sword energy fell into it one after another and was absorbed by the coffin.

"Bury all things in the sky, bury the earth, and bury all things in the coffin of silence."

The Green Ping Sword appeared in the right hand of Our Lady of Wudang, and the blade made a clear sound, and thousands of lotus flowers bloomed quietly. The lotus instantly hit the coffin, and the coffin bloomed with light, and the strong suction force wanted to absorb all the thousands of lotus flowers.

The lotus shattered into pieces and turned into an immortal light that hit the coffin. The coffin shook and the light dimmed.

After all, it is the treasure of enlightenment, containing the boundless luck of Jiejiao, and the Nirvana Coffin is no match for Qingping Sword.

On the other side, a burst of dragon roars sounded, and two dragons appeared in the void, with their heads and tails intertwined, turning into the shape of scissors. There was a flash of innate immortal aura, which was the Golden Dragon Scissor of the Three Heavens Spiritual Treasure.

Zhao Gongming was surrounded by golden light and came through the air. The imperial emissary sent the golden dragon to kill the ancient Buddha on the burning lamp.

When the ancient Buddha saw the golden dragon scissors on the burning lamp, his expression suddenly changed. He had not seen this treasure for a long time. In the Battle of the Gods, this object almost cut him in half. Unexpectedly, it appeared again now.

"Everyone, do you want to bully the few with the many?" Ran Deng's body turned into golden light, and he swung upwards, wanting to break out of the encirclement. (End of chapter)