Within the Holy Land.

Yi Changqing took the time to guide some Tianjiao cultivators.

Being able to get the guidance of the Sword God, these Holy Land Tianjiao were extremely excited one by one, and they couldn't help but do their best to express themselves, and some of them even hoped that the Sword God could see their qualifications and accept them as apprentices.

It's a pity that Yi Changqing's guidance is a guide, and he has no intention of accepting apprentices.

An Chenyue next to her snorted softly in her heart.

Although all are people of the Holy Land.

But she still couldn't help but want to laugh at these people.

You must know that within the Star Scar Sword Sect in the Ink Spirit Realm, even an innate sword bone like Xiao Feng failed to successfully worship Yi Changqing's disciple.

Not to mention these people?

Thinking of this, she was faintly proud in her heart.

At least she herself is Yi Changqing's apprentice.

She once asked Yi Changqing how many apprentices he had accepted, and remembered that Yi Changqing's answer at that time was six, and she was the sixth.

As for the other five, they are no longer confined to one realm.

It is not certain whether there will be a chance to meet in the future.

Although An Chenyue was a little disappointed when she learned that she was not Yi Changqing's only disciple, she also knew that she was too far away from those senior brothers and sisters who had never met.

So she was also very happy.

Such an inconspicuous talent can be favored by the master.

Besides, the other senior brothers and sisters don't know where to wave now, isn't she the only disciple by Shizun's side now.

"Your sword technique is more than strong, but the dexterity is insufficient, too rigid and easy to break, you should first collect three points of surplus strength, and retain room for maneuver......"

Yi Changqing is instructing a Tianjiao in swordsmanship.

Tianjiao's face suddenly showed a sudden and full of admiration.

Sou......

A sword light swept over and landed next to An Chenyue.

It's Qingyangzi.

And looking at his face, he was quite anxious.

"What's going on?"

Yi Changqing noticed the other party and asked without looking back.

"Holy Lord, the West Desert is in a hurry. ”

"Western Desert?"

"Yes, today, the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple suddenly sent a message, saying that there were a large number of infected people in the Western Desert, and one of the leaders claimed to be the Venerable Exterminator of the Buddha, and slaughtered nearly 100,000 monks in the Western Desert in just three days. ”

"Oh. ”

Yi Changqing raised his eyebrows slightly, "What's the situation now?" ”

"Destroy the Buddha and speak, within two days, if the Buddhist gate in the Western Desert does not destroy its own temples and Buddha statues, it will slaughter the remaining millions of monks in the Western Desert! ”

"I see. ”

Yi Changqing nodded, and disappeared in an instant.

A silver-white sword light burst out of the air from within the holy land.

In an instant, hundreds of thousands of miles have been crossed.

On the way to the West Desert, Yi Changqing recalled the spatial anomaly he felt a few days ago, "It seems that the anomaly I felt a few days ago was caused by these infected people, heh, interesting." ”

A warrior infected by the will of darkness......

He had met a Liu Nan in the past, and according to Yun Xiao and others, ordinary low-level infected people could not maintain their sanity, and only high-level, martial artists who had cultivated to at least reach Venerable could be reasonable.

That is to say, this Buddha destroyer, at least a Venerable.

In the Western Desert, Buddhism suffers, and heaven and earth share sorrow.

Originally, the Pure Land of Buddhism, which was peaceful and pure in the past, was reduced to purgatory on earth, and the blood of monks was sprinkled on the earth, staining the Western Desert with blood red.

In the noisy wind and sand, there is a pungent smell of blood.

The Buddha was armed with a blood-colored staff, followed by a group of monstrous infected people, as the name suggests, stepping out of a path of Buddha destruction.

Not far from them, there is a Buddhist temple.

At this time, the gate of the temple is closed.

A group of monks shrank inside, trembling, and in the hall of the Mahavira Treasure, an old monk was knocking on the wooden fish and reciting Buddhist scriptures.

"Mingling Temple, I'm here. ”

A long whistle sounded like thunder, and it resounded loudly.

The behemoth sound wave directly exploded the gate of the Mingling Temple, and the rolling evil qi poured in like a torrent, making the Mingling Temple feel as if it was in a killing battlefield, and the monks trembled even more, their faces full of fear.

"Destroy the Venerable Buddha. ”

"Here he comes. ”

"Abbot, what should I do!"

A monk ran into the hall and said to the old monk.

The old monk knocked on Muyu's hand and paused, and finally sighed lightly, "There are many causes and effects, and what should come cannot be avoided after all." ”

The power of destroying the Buddha is unstoppable in the Western Desert.

Although the old monk is a generation of monks in the Western Desert.

But it's still ...... Unable to return to the sky.

"Haha, I once said that within two days, I want all the temples in the Western Desert to be destroyed, the Buddha statues to fall, and there is no trace of the Buddha!!"

"Mingling Temple, don't do it yet!"

The sound of destroying the Buddha resounded in the ears of the monks.

Some people of poor mind have been shaken.

They looked at the solemn Buddha statue in the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and the ruthlessness gradually appeared in their eyes, the Buddha does not save the world, why should the world worship the Buddha!!

"Burn, burn this temple. ”

"Yes, that's right, quick, quickly burn down the temple and destroy all the Buddha statues in the hall, only in this way can we protect everyone!"

"If you want to save your life, you will do what the Buddha Venerable said. ”

"No, how can you do that. ”

Some monks rose up and wanted to destroy the temple.

In the Mingling Temple, it immediately fell into chaos.

Looking at all this Buddha extermination, his eyes showed happiness, "That's it, that's right, if the Buddha doesn't save you, then he will destroy it!"

"Kill, kill!"

Inside the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

The old monk looked at the almost crazy monks outside and sighed softly: "The human heart is like a demon, even a Buddha can't survive the world?"

"Abbot, what kind of Buddha do you care about now, save your life!"

A monk next to him hurriedly persuaded.

The old monk glanced at the monk, "Do you know what a Buddha is?"

"Abbot, what nonsense are you talking about!"

The monk is speechless, if he doesn't save his life now, what Buddha are you talking about here?

"Huh. ”

The old monk chuckled lightly, and then stepped out.

And those riotous monks rushed into the Daxiong Treasure Hall, knocked down and smashed the Buddha statues, knocked over the candles, and lit a raging fire, and the whole hall turned into a sea of fire in an instant.

The Buddha statue fell to the ground, let everyone trample on it, and a pair of eyes were always calmly watching the monks who fell into madness, silent......

The old monk stepped out of the main hall, and the flames behind him soared into the sky.

With each step, the Buddha's light on the old monk's body became more and more prosperous.

The face of the Buddha showed a look of disgust.

"Donor, do you know what a Buddha is?"

The old monk watched the Buddha extinction and spoke calmly.

"Buddha, hypocritical, ruthless, disgusting, I kill one when I see one, I kill all the Buddhas in the world in order to destroy the Buddha!!"

The Buddha was filled with an arrogant aura and laughed wildly.

The old monk said lightly: "All living beings are Buddhas, Buddhas, in everyone's hearts, as long as they are enlightened, everyone is a Buddha, what can happen if thousands of temples are destroyed, and ten thousand Buddha statues?

"Shut up!"

The Buddha roared, and the boiling evil qi was like a flood, directly shattering the Buddha light on the old monk's body and blasting him out.

The power of the Venerable directly shattered the old monk's bones and bones, and fell into the flames, allowing the flames to erode his body, but he couldn't move.

"You know the Buddha so well, why don't you go to the West Heaven to accompany your Buddha!"

"If the Buddha's heart exists, where is it not in the west?"

The old monk was in the midst of the fire, covered in blood.

But there was a peaceful smile on his face.