When I become a demon king, I want to change my department to the Taoist sect.

Chapter 672 The show is on
Huazhou, Nanming Sand Sea.

As the blood rain became heavier, the chanting of the eighteen monks became louder and louder. Glaze was spread, white lotus was everywhere, Zen sounds were heard, and the nose was full of quiet sandalwood.

There are countless thousands of mantra seals connected to each other, emitting rays of slightly darker Buddha light. Of course, the most eye-catching thing is the relic in the air. Even people who do not have Buddha nature, looking at the relic, There will also be some roots of Zen wisdom in your heart.

What's even more strange is that in this evil atmosphere filled with blood and rain, this round of Buddha's light is actually not obtrusive, and the two are harmonious as if they are one body.

At the border of Huazhou, Yu Weizi looked at the old man across from him with dark eyes, and said solemnly: "Buddhism is not the most important thing about compassion, how can an ant still live an ignoble life?"

"How can you kill hundreds of millions of people in Huazhou so quickly and swiftly?"

I saw the old monk clasping his hands and saying: "The Demon Sect is doing evil and Huazhou is in ruins. This is a destiny. Everything has cause and effect. However, our Buddha is compassionate and cannot bear to see all living beings perish, so we send away our souls for life. After his death, he will wait for the next life to ascend to the paradise world."

When Yu Weizi heard the sophistry of the great monk, he was so angry that he laughed and said sarcastically: "You Buddhists are like this all the time. They talk eloquently and bloom like lotuses, but none of their great wishes come true. They only know how to repay them with blessings." What’s the difference between fooling believers and evil gods?”

When the old monk heard this, he not only did not get angry, he remained as calm as before and said: "The Land of Ultimate Bliss is in the west. Anyone who is sincere to the Buddha can go there. How can you say it is a fool?"

Yu Weizi snorted coldly and said: "Old monk's so-called sincerity, I don't know how many monks can have one. If I were to send you to die where you are, would you be able to go?"

Unexpectedly, the old monk shook his head honestly: "As a poor monk, his cultivation is still shallow and his awareness is not enough. It is difficult for him to enter the Paradise of Paradise."

Since the Taoist ancestors established the laws of heaven and man, it has become even more difficult for Buddhist disciples to enter the paradise world, just like the Taoist disciples ascending to heaven.

"Even though the great Buddhist Arhat has no chance of reaching the Paradise of Ultimate Bliss, how many people in this world can be blessed as they wish?"

"Bliss is a cause, not an effect. If the mind is sincere, the Buddha will arrive. Wherever my heart returns, it is bliss."

Yu Weizi didn't want to waste any more words with him, so she held the Taoist secrets with her hands and said coldly: "Then the old Taoist wants to see how sincere your Buddha heart is."

"I would like to learn from the benefactor's clever tricks."

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Over Dayan.

Sang Chan is still presiding over the ritual. After the blood rain falls, it does not mean that the blood sacrifice is over, but it means that it has just begun.

If you want to wait until Jiuyou's consciousness is completely awakened, it will take some time.

Only by allowing Jiuyou in this state to eat sacrifices can He lower his power, transform the Earthly Immortal Realm, and even directly destroy this entire realm.

If he was just ignorant of consciousness, how could he remember who gave him the extra meal in his sleep?
The reason why Sang Chan had to go to great lengths to include almost all the souls that could possibly move in the Earthly Immortal Realm, without omitting any of them, was for the gift of Jiuyou after the blood sacrifice.

Sang Chan has been planning this since the sky fell and the two demon kings were killed by the golden dragon.

Huazhou is adjacent to northern Xinjiang and is home to the Ksitigarbha Dojo, which is closely related to Jiuyou. The Demonic Way has long wanted to do something here, but it is difficult for the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva to be a Buddhist inheritance after all, and it is difficult to start with the Demonic Way alone.

And Buddhism is not stupid. The great evil calamity is approaching. Even if you are damaged, you cannot support the evil religion, lest it soar into the sky and become uncontrollable.

However, the failure of the two demon kings in encircling and suppressing Jin Jiaojian gave the two sects of demons and Buddhas an opportunity to cooperate.

Therefore, during the past hundred years, the two religions allowed the Sanxian Island to expand uncontrollably and Duobao Pavilion to develop the Sea of ​​Chaos. They turned a deaf ear to what was happening outside the window and only focused on their own three-acre land.

Just for this moment!

"Even if one or two true immortals sneak into this place, it won't be a problem. I can handle it." Seeing that the blood sacrifice ceremony was about to end, even Sang Chan was a little nervous.

For presiding over such a grand sacrifice, Jiuyou's personal reward will definitely be no small, and his path to the Demon Lord may be here.

Breaking through the barriers of cultivation through blood sacrifice can also be regarded as a traditional skill of demon monks. This is a quick method, just like the great aspirations of Buddhism and the fasting ceremony of Taoism.

In the past, Jiuyuan of Jiuyou Dao wanted to sacrifice the lucky son of the three religions to break through the demon king in one fell swoop.

It's a pity that he was disturbed by the little fox carrying the golden dragon scissors. Not only was he seriously injured, but the inherited Daoist signs from the world of four spirits were also snatched away by Tang Yuan and turned into Daoists who could directly enter the Dao Lord. Fruit prototype.

He plays the role of a funny gift giver very well. But this time, Sang Chan was even more crazy and wanted to sacrifice the blood of a whole state.

But it has to be said that his plan is more detailed and reliable than Jiuyuan's.

Jiuyuan used two glorious and prosperous women as bait to attract heroes from all over the world, but his trump card was only the two souls from Miaoyin Pavilion and Su Nu Dao.

Even if the golden dragon can't take action, it will be difficult to succeed just by relying on the protection methods of those Taoist geniuses.

In the final analysis, it is nothing more than a cunning plan.

But this time was different. Sang Chan saw an opportunity to unite with Buddhism. The two religions united and surpassed Taoism in terms of hard power.

Win the battle with justice and worry about defeat.

"Yuanshen, Lingbao, everyone, every statue, I have taken this into account. Even if there are some flaws, they are still human immortals with less than three declines, and are not worth mentioning." Sang Chan compared the earthly immortal world over and over in his mind. Yuanshen, make sure you don’t miss anything.

Even if there are Yuanshen sneaking into Huazhou, they must at least take action against themselves and Da Chu's Buddhist sect at the same time. Only by destroying the rituals of both parties at the same time can the Ksitigarbha Dojo be prevented from appearing.

Without two Yuan Shen monks who are above Earth Immortal, it is impossible to complete such a task, let alone in a hurry. Even if the Taoist sect is given time to gather, it is difficult to accomplish it.

After thinking about it again and again, Sang Chan felt that this wave should be stable. The Taoist sect rushed to respond and had no ability to mobilize so many great monks.

"Besides, the Blood Rain Domain has been established. Not only will the magical powers and spells of heretic monks be suppressed by Yiying, but their every move will also be under my control. There will be no more accidents."

The reason why Sang Chan is most afraid of the unknown Taoist is because his blood rain forbidden magical power and dirty magic have the least impact on the pure swordsmanship and the martial arts of heaven and man.

Countless possibilities flashed through Sang Chan's mind, rehearsed, and then eliminated one by one. The closer he was to the moment of success, the calmer he became.

Inside the Imperial City of Dachu.

The blood rain has broken through the protective treasures of many monks. Even the Lord of the Yang God, facing such a powerful force, can only watch his soul dissolve into the blood rain bit by bit.

Xu Zhi, who was still in the small world, was fine, but Yan Zhilan, Guo Sangsang and others couldn't hold on. Fortunately, at the last moment, Chu Lingran seemed to have persuaded the King of Chu to bring them together. Together with Xu Zhi's fake body, it was teleported out of the formation and protected by a blood card.

When he came out, King Chu gave Xu Zhi a thoughtful look and said in his heart: "If it weren't for you this time, the Shengzong's plan might not be so simple."

Sacrificing the luck of the country was the second option. If they failed to capture the souls of those meat insects, they would sacrifice the luck of hundreds of countries in China.

Not only Dachu and Dayan, but also other dynasties attacked by the demonic way, their national fortunes are also under the control of the northern border demonic way.

However, the fate of the country is of great importance, and the momentum is naturally not small, and it is likely to alert the snake.

Therefore, when the first plan did not go wrong, it became the deputy driver who misled Daomen spies.

Xu Zhi thought she was well hidden, but in fact, she was already exposed when she first entered Huazhou.

The King of Chu used himself as bait to control the attention of Xu Zhi and Daomen on Da Chu.

Facing the gaze of King Chu and the concern on Chu Lengran's face, Xu Zhi did not respond, but tortured Tang Yuan crazily in her heart.

"Master, are you trustworthy? If you don't come, my disciple, I will die."

At the same time, the monks outside the city had also finished reciting the scriptures.

The souls eroded by the blood rain gathered overwhelmingly beside the relic. Under the light of Buddha, many ghosts swam towards a looming world.

Just by taking a cursory look, I felt that the world spanned hundreds of millions of kalpas and was located at the bottom of the netherworld. I could vaguely see a monk sitting on a thousand-leaf green lotus, holding a pearl in his left hand and a tin staff in his right hand. His face was sad and compassionate. appearance.

"Be patient and unmoved like the earth, and meditate deeply like a secret..."

Before the last verse was read out, he was interrupted by a cold voice.

"Do you think Master Ksitigarbha knows what you are doing?"