In the future I will become a magic fairy, and the whole world will know it

Chapter 232 Dingchan Temple: I have a word that can protect the Buddhist paradise for generations
"It's indeed a bit weak." Qingtian raised the corner of his mouth with a smile.

"Since you have invited me, I accept."

Liang Hui nodded.

After that, the two chatted for a while before leaving.

Liang Hui walked slowly in the temple, looking at the magnificent palaces around him with an indifferent look, without much expression.

The next moment, the figure disappeared from the spot.

……

The border between Leizhou and Sarawak.

Sparse vegetation and desert are intertwined here.

Suddenly, a long and thin crack appeared in the air.

The moment the cracks appeared, scratches appeared on the gravel within a radius of 100 meters.

Afterwards, a slender figure stepped out from the crack.

He was a handsome man in a blue robe, carrying a spear on his back and a Taoist sword on his waist.

The moment he appeared, all living creatures within a hundred miles stopped all movements and looked in the direction of the man in horror.

They felt extremely oppressive, as if mountains and hills were pressing down on their bodies and could crush them to death at any time.

Call ~
The strong wind mixed with sand and gravel whistled past.

Liang Hui stretched out his hand, and in an instant, the whistling wind came to an abrupt stop.

I looked up and saw the scorching sun in the sky.

It turned into a sword light and went towards the direction where the Demon Spirit Sect had been.

He would not be willing to go to the Western Desert without seeing with his own eyes whether the Demon Spirit Gate was still there.

After all, he felt like he was losing out every second he let the Demon Spirit Sect's leader live longer.

With his speed, it only took three days for him to cross the desert and arrive at an oasis.

This oasis is not big, only about ten miles long and wide.

Liang Hui stopped at the edge of the oasis. He could not sense any breath of life in it, nor did he feel the secret place that Su Yao described.

"Did you really leave?"

Liang Hui sighed in his heart, took a step forward and stepped into the oasis.

Start searching inch by inch.

Time passed little by little, and soon the oasis was turned upside down from the inside out.

Suddenly, Liang Hui stopped and a violent aura burst out from his body.

Cracks appeared one after another, and thunder flashed in the sky, piercing through the sky and the earth.

A pair of fists rushed forward at high speed.

In an instant, the oasis exploded, the space shattered into thin air, and the area within a hundred miles was plunged into a dark void.

Liang Hui retracted his fist and looked at the two shadows that appeared not far away.

The corners of his mouth stretched into a grin and he chuckled.

"That's great. Neither of you died in the internal fighting. You are both still alive and well."

The hearty laughter filled the sky and the earth, creating ripples in the void.

And there were two illusory shadows standing not far away.

A woman dressed in a red robe with golden patterns embroidered on the hem, her face was a mixture of charm and dominance.

She looked at Liang Hui quietly, with extremely complicated emotions in her eyes.

An old lady wearing linen clothes, short stature, with an old and kind face.

At this moment, both figures stopped talking.

After the laughter faded, the old woman slowly spoke: "It seems that your majesty has a deep misunderstanding of me!"

boom!
He stretched out his hand and instantly grabbed the old woman's figure in front of her surprised gaze.

Liang Hui withdrew his hand, and a hint of gray aura flashed across his fingertips.

He looked at the remaining leaders of the Demon Spirit Sect with amusement.

"One word."

"His Majesty……"

boom!
The legs were raised and suddenly pulled out, making a sharp sound in the void.

In an instant, the shadow of the Demon Spirit Sect's Taoist master shattered along with his unfinished words.

"Idiot, I really want to kill you right now."

"However, I should be able to collect some interest now," Liang Hui murmured.

His methods of cursing and sacrifice are definitely among the best in this world.

A fist-sized altar flew out from his arms, stood in front of him, and then rapidly expanded to become a hundred-meter altar.

A gray afterglow extended from the palm and shot into the altar. It was the breath that had just been collected.

At the same time, the Flowing Light Bell emerged from the hair and hovered beside Liang Hui.

The magical power in the boy's body began to work.

Black fog then rose, obscuring his body and appearance, and was filled with demonic energy.

His palms were made into ancient seals, as if the devil was praying.

boom!
The black fog suddenly expanded, filling the void in an instant.

"Sacrifice to the heavens, sacrifice to the earth, and sacrifice to the demons!"

Blurry scenes began to emerge on the altar, with spears piercing through the world, bright moons killing heroes, and fists crushing demons...

Past fighting scenes were reproduced on the altar.

The Liuguang Bell also shook gently at this moment, making a killing sound.

Following the breath, they fought together towards an unknown place.

A long time, a long time.

The curse that occurred in the void finally came to an end.

Everything returned to its former peace.

There was only a golden bone tiger pulling the chariot towards the west.

Liang Hui held the railing with one hand, looking at the desert passing by with a smile on his face.

Without staying in Sarawak any longer, he headed towards the Western Desert at high speed.

As the chariots moved westward, the road became increasingly desolate, and the already rare traces of human presence completely disappeared.

It was not until he drove his chariot across a river that stretched for thousands of miles that he rediscovered some traces of living things.

Gradually, temples appeared in sight, believers knelt down and monks taught people to be kind.

Along the way, there was no trace to cover up, no one to stop him, and no one to meet him.

"The center of the 100,000 temples in the Western Desert, the Buddhist paradise, the Sutapanna Temple is worthy of its reputation."

Liang Hui stood on the chariot, exuding the spirit of destroying everything, and looked calmly at the tall and majestic mountains in front of him.

The mountains are so huge that they stretch across thousands of miles of desert. Wherever you look, you can see the Buddha's light and the sound of Buddha's voice.

Even with Liang Hui's character, he couldn't hide his inner surprise.

Call ~
He exhaled a breath of turbid air.

"Shen Ting, the Emperor of God is here to pay respect to the mountain!"

With a loud shout, the mountains shook and countless Buddha lights exploded, like balls of fireworks rising.

And in the mountains, the Buddhist sounds also became more and more chaotic.

Roar!
The white tiger roared.

He rumbled along, pulling his chariot towards Mount Suda.

Liang Hui held the Immortal Spear in his hand and looked forward with cold eyes.

I cannot say this today. I will let the Buddha’s land be stained with blood and all the monks be annihilated.

Or if nothing unexpected happens, this is the inevitable outcome of Mount Suta.

"Your Majesty, please do not take action. The Seventh Ancestor has something to say to you."

An old monk in a gray robe suddenly appeared in front of Mount Sudatta, with his hands clasped together and a sincere expression.

"I'll go see him!" Liang Hui said with sarcasm. Can't you figure out the situation now?

The old monk seemed to know what Liang Hui was thinking, and his aged face became more sincere.

"It's not that the Seventh Ancestor is unwilling to come and pay homage to Your Majesty, but that he cannot and does not dare."

"Your Majesty, the Seventh Ancestor once said that what he said is extremely important and may be %**%."

At this moment, the old monk had a look of horror on his face, and there were some words he couldn't even utter.

He recalled his past conversations with the Seventh Ancestor and immediately cut off his memory of the speculation.

Then, he spoke again: "The Seventh Ancestor once said that this matter is enough to exchange for the peace and stability of Mount Sutuo for generations."

"Peace for generations?" Liang Hui murmured in a low voice, looking at the old monk.

He saw the action just now very clearly.

(End of this chapter)