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Of course, it doesn’t mean that you can fuse with a certain mountain as long as you want to fuse with it. Otherwise, he can go to Kunlun, Taishan, Huashan and other mountains and rivers to become the mountain god of these famous mountains. Wouldn’t his strength be even stronger? ?

If you want to become a mountain god, the ability just gives you a key.

You need to have an understanding of this mountain, have feelings, and even be recognized by this mountain.

He was born here and grew up here.

Grandparents have been here for generations.

never left.

In terms of feelings, how many people in this backward city and hometown still have the same thoughts as him.

Now that he has made a decision, the golden rune in his hand also emits a dazzling brilliance.

"Boom Rumble Rumble"

Accompanied by the shaking of the earth, a rock giant hundreds of meters tall appeared in the eyes of the world with countless mutated beasts on its head. Its huge palms knocked the mutated beasts flying on its body and head, and then launched a fierce attack on the group of mutated beasts. attack.

"This is the territory I guard."

Not only him, but one after another such supernatural beings came out of other cities.

Perhaps their abilities are not so powerful, allowing them to ascend to the sky in one step and have the ability to protect the city, but their inner desire to protect the city is the same, and even many of them participated in the second eruption of the aura tide beast tide.

It's just that after the beast tide ended, he hid himself again and returned to the ordinary.

When the crisis is over, walk out from the people, and when the crisis is over, go to the people.

"What are you still doing here, why don't you hurry up and fulfill your due responsibilities!"

An old man with white hair hit the man in front of him with a cane.

"Old man, I have lived for so long, even if I die now, this life will be worth it."

"What's the use of you staying here to protect me, I'm your father, do I need your protection!"

"You are a retired soldier, a person who protects the family and the country. There is no one in our Zhao family who is greedy for life and afraid of death!"

"Hurry up, get out, don't come back until the beast tide is over!"

After speaking, he turned around and stopped looking at the man behind him.

The man behind him looked at him silently, and after a long time, he kowtowed three times to him, picked up the spear by the wall, took one last look and then turned and left.

"Ugh"

Many people hesitate between country and home, but many times you have no choice.

It’s not that they have great ideas, that they can sacrifice themselves for the people and the country, but for the parents, wives, and children behind them, they have to go out.

Once the city's defense line is breached, the entire city becomes a hunting ground for mutated beasts.

At that time, the possibility that they will die is much higher than now.

But so that the Dragon City Feijiang will be there, he will not teach Huma Du Yinshan.

At some point, a figure appeared in the beast horde, with a silver spear like a dragon, shuttling between the beast horde.

During the revival of the spiritual energy, there was such a saying.

Bodhi doesn't care about things in troubled times, Laojun saves the common people with his sword on his back, Taiping Buddhist gate welcomes pilgrims, Daojun retreats to the mountains and forests.

Buddhism and Taoism have different choices and concepts in the face of war.

Buddhism is indifferent, Taoism is to save the common people.

There are different ideas and different approaches. There is no right or wrong, just different choices.

To put it bluntly, it is to stand on the sidelines, and the following is just a nice word.

There is such a story, two Zen masters went out, each carrying a shovel, the shovel has two functions, one is to facilitate production, the other is to facilitate burial. In the process of rushing, they encountered a corpse.

One Zen master chose to ignore it, walked around the corpse and continued walking, and the other Zen master said something about Amitabha, stopped and chose to dig a pit for him to bury.

Who is doing the right thing?

There is no right or wrong, each has its own reasons.

The former is liberation and the latter is compassion.

In the face of war, Buddhism believes that there is no good and no evil, and they choose to preserve a pure land for people in this troubled world. No matter how chaotic the world is, they can also preserve a beautiful and peaceful world.

Taoism, on the other hand, knows good and evil. Although Taoist disciples are usually quiet and detached from the world, whenever disasters occur and the world is in chaos, Taoist disciples will always choose to go out of the mountains to save the common people.

What about now?

The world can be chaotic, but I can never stand on the sidelines.

Taoism is like this, and Buddhism is also changing towards this point.

At the time of the second tide of spiritual energy, one mountain gate after another of Taoism and Buddhism was pushed open, leading one civilian after another.

Accompanied by it, one after another Taoist priests and monks came out of the mountain gate to resist the beast tide and save the people.

In the age of aura, mystery descends.

Those original classics also revealed the real mystery.

Although only disciples who are truly recognized by Taoism and Buddha can learn, this number is not small.

Bashu.

"Monster, die!"

With a cold shout, countless sword shadows turned into flowing light and penetrated the mutated white python in front of him.

"receive!"

Both hands formed seals, showing strange runes, and the gourd around the waist produced a huge suction force, sucking the body of the mutated white python in front of the gourd.

Putting the gourd back on his waist, he looked towards the city gate, a golden light flashed in his eyes.

Then he shook his head.

"There is no room for me to interfere at all."

Different from other cities, although Bashu does not have first-order talents with supernatural powers, their fighters can explode with unimaginable cooperation and cohesion.

Facing the raging beast tide in the city, there was no sense of tension at all.

He can even see many people playing mahjong.

Other cities have more or less implemented a lot of evacuation measures, but here, you can't see these things at all.

Thinking about it, it seems reasonable.

Hiding in the shelter before the result comes out, aren't you interrupting their mahjong time?

"Brothers and brothers have already gone to other cities to support, if I hadn't seen it, I would have left already."

"Now that the aura is revived, countless classics have shown their true power."

"Thanks to the favor of the patriarch, I have been recognized by the patriarch to be able to practice exercises. I will definitely do the right thing for the heavens, and take it as my duty to subdue demons and demons, and protect the common people."

"The heavens are swaying, and my Dao is prosperous!"

"Swordsmanship!"

After the words fell, Xu Qing stood on the long sword and disappeared here in a stream of light.

Chapter 237 Dawei Tianlong!Killing is to protect life, killing karma is not killing people

"Amitabha."

"Since your Excellency has been born with wisdom, why bother to embarrass these ordinary people."

The young monk was wearing cassock, clasped his hands together and looked at the mutated turtle in front of him.

Under his huge body, he looked so weak.

""

The mutated tortoise looked at the hairless man in front of him. It had a high talent. Even if it wasn't the first rank among humans, it could certainly be counted as the second rank, so it could roughly understand the meaning of humans.

Why make things difficult for ordinary people?

Of course it's because they are weak!

As long as they are stronger, they will not come over with this amount.

It was not because they were weak and had a lot of aura, it was attracted in groups.

"Why don't you speak?"

The middle-aged monk frowned slightly, and his tone became serious.

""

The mutated turtle looked at the man in front of him with increasingly unhappy eyes. Does it not want to talk?

It can't talk!

Turtles do not have vocal cords, they are born dumb, even if they are mutated, they have not been born with vocal cords.

Obviously, the middle-aged monk didn't know about it.

The mutated tortoise didn't want to pay attention to the monk, and was going to look for other food beyond him.

In its perception, this human is not weak, and it is better to use another human to prey than to spend time with him.

The middle-aged monk also seemed to see that it wanted to continue hunting humans, and his face became cold.

The tone is not as friendly as before.

"Nie Yi, the poor monk tried to persuade him with good words, but he didn't feel any remorse."

"Since this is the case, the poor monk will do justice for the people and heaven today, and solve your evil obstacle."

"Majestic Heavenly Dragon, World Honored One Ksitigarbha, Prajna Buddhas, Prajna Bamiho!"

"Vajra Flame!"

"go with!"

"boom"

Speak out, follow the law.

Holding the Buddha seal in his hand, the golden Buddha fire burned from the void, as if carrying the anger of the Buddha, washing away the sins of this world.

The mutated tortoise curled up in its shell, but it still didn't last too long. Ten minutes later, it was burnt to ashes.

"What a spineless beast."

"My Buddha's vajra flame burns to the soul, and there is no sound of mourning."

The middle-aged monk was also shocked by the backbone of the mutated turtle. The flame of the Buddhist Vajra is not only the body, but even the soul will be burned by the flame. It is a real terrifying flame that destroys both body and spirit.

If it wasn't for his being too weak to unleash the true power of the Vajra Flame, it would have been impossible for him to resist for so long.

But under the vajra flames, there was no sound for more than ten minutes. If such a will is allowed to continue to live, it will definitely be a big monster in the future!

"Master, you are amazing!"

Seeing that the mutated tortoise was dead, a little boy in a gray monk's robe ran out and hugged the middle-aged monk's thigh, looking at the middle-aged monk with shining eyes.

"The wrath of the Buddha is naturally powerful."

Under the admiration of the little boy, the middle-aged monk couldn't help but smile.

"Master, they are also as strong as you, master?"

The little boy asked curiously.

Hearing this question, the original smile of the middle-aged monk couldn't help fading, and he touched his head and said lightly:

"They memorize Buddhist scriptures proficiently, and they can also speak eloquently about Buddhist principles."

"But they can only talk."

"Buddha has no form or form, but the Buddha in their hearts has form and form. Gold, glass, emerald, coral, amber, giant clam, agate. Their minds are either money or lust."

"How can this group of people deserve to be Buddhist disciples?"

A person without a Buddha in his heart will not be recognized by the Buddha no matter how good his words are.

Now there are Buddhists who are open to Buddhists, but the number is too small.