I'm not a psychopath!

Chapter 209 Buddha
"All third-level monsters, listen up! Self-destruct immediately. The first target is Jiang Qing."

Jun Wudao's voice was cold and authoritative, as if a ruthless commander was commanding the battlefield.

This sudden order shocked everyone. The young disciples of the human race looked at each other, at a loss.

"Is this man's brain damaged? He still wants to command the demon tribe to do things?"

"These two probably have a personal vendetta."

"Even if you want revenge, you can't choose this moment. It's simply inconsiderate! Jiang Qing now represents our human race and is the backbone of our race!
Is this destroying the foundation of our clan?"

There was a dangerous light flashing in the eyes of the person who spoke. Whether Jiang Qing lived or died had nothing to do with him, but at this critical juncture, there must be no internal strife.

He still understood the principle of "the lips and teeth are interdependent", and most people present understood the same idea.

"Wait, why do I feel like something is wrong?"

"These monsters are really going to self-destruct!"

"Damn it, this guy is a traitor. He is obviously a human, but the demons actually listen to his orders. He's a traitor!" As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd at the scene became excited.

"Traitor! Traitor! Traitor!"

Jun Wudao looked indifferent and simply ignored these voices. Would people care about the movements and cries of ants?

will not!

In his eyes, these people are no different from ants. What sound? I can't hear it.

He did just that at this moment. He glanced at Jiang Qing and went straight into the secret realm.

"Did he join the demon tribe?" Jiang Qing fell into deep thought, "Or was he originally a demon..."

Jiang Qing's eyes gradually narrowed.

But now is not the time to think about that.

Everyone knows that the self-destruction power of the third-level demon clan is extremely powerful. If they really obey Jun Wudao's orders, wouldn't Jiang Qing be in danger?
No, it's not just Jiang Qing.

If they all explode collectively, everyone present will be killed or injured.

However, what made people even more depressed was that those third-level monsters actually began to gather the spiritual power in their bodies and prepared to self-destruct.

Their eyes were filled with madness and determination, as if they believed in Jun Wudao's orders without a doubt.

"Not good!" Jiang Qing's heart trembled. He knew he had to take action immediately.

He quickly mobilized the spiritual power in his body and prepared to deal with the impending attack.

The spiritual energy in those third-level monsters began to become disordered. Their eyes revealed madness and irrationality, as if they could turn into the deadliest bombs at any time.

"Amitabha……"

In the crowd, a young monk was chanting Buddhist mantras softly, slowly turning a string of agarwood Buddhist beads in his hands. Each bead was polished to be round and smooth, with a faint luster.

This man's face was still indifferent, with a look of compassion. Just before those third-level monsters were about to self-destruct, he gently uttered a word:

"end."

An invisible force instantly enveloped the entire space. The spiritual energy in the bodies of those third-level monsters suddenly calmed down. The crazy eyes of those monsters gradually became clear, as if they had woken up from a nightmare.

Everyone was shocked. What kind of power was this? It could actually control the demon race's will to self-destruct!
Jiang Qing and others also looked over.

"He's a Buddhist disciple!" Someone soon recognized him and said in disbelief. "He's a Buddhist disciple from the legendary Buddhist country."

"How did you know his identity?" someone curiously asked the person who saw through the truth.

"It's this string of Buddhist beads." The man pointed at the beads that were slowly turning in the young monk's hand, and there was a hint of awe in his voice, "This string of Buddhist beads is a token of the Buddha's inheritance. Only disciples of the Buddha can own it."

Everyone's eyes were focused on the string of Buddhist beads that looked ordinary but contained profound Buddhist teachings.

They sparkle with gentle light in the sun, as if they can wash away the dust in people's hearts.

"But..." Someone frowned in confusion, "Since the great change many years ago, didn't the Buddha order the closure of the Buddhist kingdom and no disciples were allowed to go out? Why is he here?"

“What big change?” someone asked, “It feels like Buddhism has almost become history, who knows what happened in the first place.

That made the Buddha decide to isolate himself from the world?"

The young monk sighed, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes: “It seems that the world has forgotten the dispute over Buddhism.

This story has to start from the ancient times when Buddhism spread from the West to the East. To make a long story short, Buddhism spread all the way eastward until it was introduced to the dynasty in the Central Plains. The country was called Daxuan at that time.

Because of the misunderstanding of Buddhist teachings, the emperor at that time believed that we were advocating negative ideas such as giving up resistance and not striving for progress. He was worried that such ideas would affect the morale of the people and thus launched an attack on the Buddhist country.

It is known in history as the destruction of Buddhism.

It took three hundred years for Buddhism to spread from the west to the east and grow and prosper, but it took only thirty years for the emperor to destroy Buddhism.

All the temples were destroyed. Those who could speak a few words of Buddhist teachings were executed. Young monks were sent to the frontiers and many people died...

In order to protect our disciples and believers, the Buddha ordered all disciples not to leave the Buddha country to avoid more bloody conflicts.

We chose to remain closed off and respond to the misunderstandings from the outside world with silence.”

"But." His eyes became firm, "Buddhism is not about escaping, but a symbol of wisdom and compassion.

As a Buddhist, I naturally cannot allow misunderstandings to continue to spread, so I came to participate in the battle of luck. I want to seize the luck and revive Buddhism."

He kept looking at Jiang Qing as he said this, but Jiang Qing had nothing to say.

Fair competition, as long as the dragon of destiny falls into the hands of the human race.

There were murmurings among the crowd. Some were moved by the young monk's words, some were indifferent, and some thought that there must be something hateful about pitiful people, and that the Legalists must have a reason to destroy Buddhism.
"Buddhist...are you from Lingshan Temple?" someone asked.

The young monk nodded slightly: "That's right."

"Lingshan Temple..." People whispered to each other. The name stirred up waves in their hearts. It was the place where Buddha was cultivated.

"Since you are a Buddhist from Lingshan Temple, you must have extraordinary wisdom." Someone exclaimed.

The young monk smiled and shook his head: "Wisdom is the same for everyone. I am just an ordinary monk walking on the path of seeking the Dharma. Today's trip only hopes to light a lamp and illuminate the darkness in others' hearts."

As the young monk finished his words, the air around him seemed to become fresher.

People's hearts were deeply touched, and they began to believe that perhaps this young Buddhist could really bring about change and allow the true meaning of Buddhism to spread again in this world.

"What he said was what he meant... This monk is quite interesting." Jiang Qing commented as a bystander, "But his strength is always a good thing."

I just don't know the limit of his ability to make his words come true. I only know that he can suppress the self-destruction of hundreds of monsters, although in a tricky way.

But it's amazing enough.

Jiang Qing took a deep breath. He couldn't delay any longer. He had to hurry up and enter the secret realm. He shouted to his teammates, "Hurry, follow me!"

The six people quickly rushed towards the entrance of the secret realm. Their movements were clean and neat, without any hesitation.

Behind them, the other human disciples also reacted and followed them into the secret realm.

At the entrance to the secret realm, a barrier formed by the power of heaven and earth rippled gently, like an almost invisible film. It seemed so fragile that it could collapse at the touch of a finger, yet it seemed indestructible, isolating two completely different worlds.

Jiang Qing stood in front of the film, his eyes determined and full of curiosity. He took a step forward without hesitation, and his body passed through this mysterious and unpredictable barrier as easily as passing through water waves.

When he crossed the barrier, the sudden and bright scene before him made him forget to breathe temporarily.

"..."

The scene before him was completely different from the alien world he expected. Isn’t this still the Wuji Fairy Island?

For a moment, everyone was dumbfounded.

Was it a mistake?

However, when he looked closely, he noticed subtle differences in the environment.

The power of heaven and earth here was more intense and active, as if countless tiny threads were weaving the foundation of this world before his eyes. It was the legendary law pattern that made up the universe! !

What shocked Jiang Qing even more was.

Even the most elusive and elusive destiny in the world became unusually clear.

He could clearly feel their presence, as if they were tangible and real. This unprecedented experience made his heart surge and he was secretly amazed.

Unfortunately, although the luck is obvious, it is the luck of heaven and earth, or the luck without an owner, and his own and other people's luck seems to be blocked.

This made him a little disappointed.

"Is this the secret realm of the battle of luck?" Qin Xiaosui exclaimed. It was the first time he came to such a magical place.

"That's right, this place is full of unknowns and dangers." Jiang Qing came back to his senses and reminded, "We have to be careful, the demon tribe will not let go of this opportunity."

Luo Hua tightly grasped the mop in his hand, his eyes firm: "No matter what difficulties we face, we will overcome them one by one.

What is Buddhism?
The Mop God Cult will eventually rise!"

Baili Ye, Shen Chengxian and Luo Shui were also ready for battle. They exchanged firm glances with each other and understood each other tacitly.

At this moment, a deafening roar came from afar, shaking the entire secret realm.

Everyone's face turned pale. That was the aura of a fourth-level demon, and it was approaching them quickly.

"Here it comes!" Jiang Qing shouted in a low voice. He knew that this battle for luck had officially begun.

The key point lies in the word "fight".

Since there are too many humans and demons entering the secret realm, the game will inevitably start with a head-on fight between the two races. They will bump into each other every two steps. It's really the kind of situation where you'll see each other whenever you look up or down.

Only after the number drops sharply will one enter the stage of pursuing luck.

Not long after, a group of huge and ferocious fourth-order monsters suddenly appeared on the horizon.

Their bodies are comparable to mountains, and every step they take seems to make the earth tremble. Their muscles, which contain destructive power, release terrifying energy as they move, as if every blow can destroy the solid mountains.

"Don't panic, just follow the plan."

Faced with the sudden crisis, Jiang Qing's voice remained as calm as ice. He quickly mobilized the team and directed his teammates to take their positions.

Before this, they had already developed detailed response strategies for various possible combat situations.

The six team members dispersed quickly and orderly, as if an invisible force had arranged them accurately at six key points on the battlefield, forming an organic hexagonal battle formation.

Such an arrangement not only ensures that they can provide timely support to each other, but also enables their respective combat effectiveness to be maximized.

More importantly, it also makes it easier for Jiang Qing to use the battle formation and combine the qi of the six people to complement each other.

This can greatly enhance the team's combat effectiveness.

The demons rushed over like a tide. Their violent power was accompanied by deafening roars. Even the ground beneath their feet seemed to tremble before this power.

Jiang Qing waved the Long Yuan in his hand. Wherever the sword passed, the sword light was like a real dragon coming out to the world, and it rushed towards the demon tribe in the front with indestructible power.

Followed by a deafening roar.

"boom!"

The sword light and the monster's destructive power collided violently, and the light that burst out instantly was enough to illuminate the entire battlefield!
After the light faded, Jiang Qing was as steady as a mountain, but except for Qin Xiaosui, the faces of the other comrades were all pale.

Obviously, they also suffered the impact of the force, but their physical bodies were far inferior to Jiang Qing's.

The fourth-tier monster was huge in size and exuded a wild aura. It was like a moving black fortress, and its footsteps shook the earth.

The fourth level, which is what they often call the Nascent Soul level monster.

Its blood-red eyes emitted a wild light, locking onto Jiang Qing as if wanting to devour him.

"Are you coming for me?"

Facing a strong enemy, Jiang Qing was not afraid.

He took a deep breath and pushed the spiritual power in his body to the limit. The Longyuan Sword in his hand trembled slightly, as if he was eager to fight. Finally, he didn't have to hide his weakness.

"Come on, beast!"

Jiang Qing roared, and rushed towards the fourth-level monster like an arrow. His movements were swift and graceful, like an eagle soaring in the sky, and its trajectory in the wind was unpredictable.

The monster roared in response and swung its giant claws to meet the enemy. The black scales on its claws flashed coldly, as if they could tear everything apart.

However, Jiang Qing did not retreat. He danced with the sword like flowing water. Each sword movement contained extreme speed and power, and the tip of the sword was precisely aimed at the vital points of the monster.

The monster became more and more angry, and its attacks became more and more fierce, but Jiang Qing cleverly avoided each attack. The battle between the two was like a dangerous and graceful dance.

As time went on, the fighting intensified, with neither side able to gain a clear advantage.

Jiang Qing's swordsmanship became more sharp, cutting through the sky; the monsters' attacks became more violent, destroying everything.

The battle seemed to be at a stalemate, but Jiang Qing showed no sign of defeat. There was a fire of determination burning in his eyes, and every sword he struck was filled with murderous intent. He knew he could not lose.

At this moment, a powerful aura surged in Jiang Gan's body, the Longyuan Sword let out a long roar, and a wisp of soul flew out from his sea of ​​consciousness and entered Longyuan.

It's the Yin Dragon Soul.

It was also the sword spirit of the Longyuan Sword. The next moment, the Longyuan Sword seemed to come alive.

In the past, the Longyuan Sword gave people an ordinary impression. People who didn’t know it wouldn’t be able to recognize this sword at all. It was just very hard.

But now it's different.

It is sharp and sharp.

Jiang Qing closed his eyes to feel the power, then opened his eyes, his gaze brighter than ever before.

"Cool…"

(End of this chapter)