How can there be such a strong superpower?

Accompanied by the declaration of general words.

For an instant.

All the Buddha statues in the Jiming Temple were bleeding at the same time.

Behind Huaiyuan, a huge Dharma image suddenly rose from the ground.

It was a Buddha, but without halo, lotus, or compassion.

He has a ferocious face, a sharp mouth and fangs, like an evil ghost.

"..."

"..."

"..."

The moment the Dharma image appeared.

Monk, Si Yujie, Xia Panqiu, Tang language.

All breaths were held.

Si Yujie suddenly looked in the direction of her daughter, and subconsciously released her authority and was about to head there.

But at the moment it releases its authority and power.

The ferocious-looking Dharmadhatu behind Huai Yuan suddenly turned around and looked at Si Yujie.

Si Yujie's delicate body stiffened.

At the same time, the unsettling and even frightening grey mist around her suddenly rushed towards her.

"Si Yujie!"

Tang Yu's eyes suddenly widened and she immediately let out a cry.

But it was too late.

too fast.

In a blink of an eye.

Gray mist appeared in front of Si Yujie's face and was reflected in her pupils.

She widened her beautiful eyes slightly, and almost subconsciously...she thought of Chen Lusi's face.

I don't want him to save me.

Just at this moment, at this moment that may disappear into thin air, I thought of the last person I wanted to see.

...He should be fine.

Si Yujie had one last thought and closed her eyes.

And just then.

overhead.

The thick clouds suddenly cracked.

A ray of sunlight suddenly penetrated through the thick clouds and shone into the Jiming Temple, which now looked like a ghost town.

The fog lingering around Jiming Temple suddenly stagnated.

Everyone was stunned and subconsciously looked at the sunlight shining in front of Si Yujie.

Si Yujie also felt a little warmth and opened her eyes with some confusion.

then.

He saw it.

A familiar figure was standing in front of him.

He looked at the familiar back of Chen Lusi in front of him, a little stunned, and his heart... seemed to tremble.

Not far away on the ground, Huai Yuan also sensed something, turned around, and looked at Si Yujie with his empty eyes that were stained with traces of blood and tears... or to be more precise, Chen Lusi.

...Chen Lusi is back, and he came back so suddenly.

There were no visions.

Except for that ray of sunshine.

but.

Above Kunlun.

The heavy floating "Book of Pictures" was opened again, and the pages turned automatically.

brush brush --

The constant sound of turning pages echoed.

but.

This time.

After flipping through the book of pictures twice, he did not leave any name on it, but... slammed it shut, and then slowly fell down.

at the same time.

Chen Lusi glanced in the direction of Kunlun, then suddenly raised his right hand.

Snapped--

A thick book appeared out of nowhere and suddenly fell into his palm.

Chen Lusi held the book, looked down, then looked away and looked at Huai Yuan again.

At the same time, start walking towards him.

He didn't walk fast, but he wasn't slow either.

Faced with this sudden scene, everyone... including the fleeing monks, stopped what they were doing and looked at him.

It seemed that something had changed with the appearance of Chen Lusi.

And as Chen Lusi took action.

More blood flowed from the eyes of the ferocious-looking Dharma image behind Huaiyuan.

At the same time, he slowly raised his hand towards Chen Lusi.

The terrifying gray fog that lingered in Jiming Temple instantly pounced on Chen Lusi.

Nourishes—

There was a slight sound of something evaporating.

Chen Lusi was holding a heavy book with a calm expression, and he kept walking. The gray mist, before it got close to him, seemed to have encountered some natural enemy. It dissipated with a sizzling sound and evaporated directly.

"..."

far away.

When Zen Master Huizhao saw this, his lips trembled, and he looked at Chen Lusi in a daze, muttering: "He is a virtuous man without any defilement, his body and mind are pure, he is steadfast and honest, his heart is pure and free from dust, a true venerable man..."

Chapter 402 Contempt

"A virtuous person is free from blemish, his body and mind are spotless, his heart is steadfast and honest, and he is truly a venerable person..."

What Zen Master Huizhao said.

Everyone heard it.

Those Zen masters suddenly widened their eyes and looked at Zen Master Huizhao in surprise.

As complete outsiders, Si Yujie and others had never heard this and did not understand what it meant.

However, this did not prevent them from understanding this sentence instantly.

Because of the gray fog that made the monk disregard his face and run away, and the fog that made Si Yujie feel that she was dead just by sensing it coming towards her, the whole Jiming Temple became like a ghost den. Before it even got close to Chen Lusi's body, it was as if it had encountered a natural enemy. It dissipated with a sizzling sound and evaporated directly.

This scene, in the Jiming Temple which seemed like a den of ghosts at the moment, could truly be called... a miracle.

Especially for those Zen masters who know the inside story.

Also.

The Zen masters slowly lowered their heads and looked at the heavy book held in Chen Lusi's right hand, their pupils trembling slightly.

Do not know why.

The moment your eyes focus on the book.

Everything around them seemed to have lost its color and appeal. Even Huai Yuan, who had just frightened them so much that they turned around and ran away, and the Dharma image behind him, seemed to have lost their deterrent power in an instant.

The only thing left in the whole world was that slightly yellowed thick book with no symbols on the cover.

Only the man holding the book was left.

Da da--

Until the next moment.

The sound of Chen Lusi's footsteps continued to move forward, and everyone suddenly came back to their senses.

The moment many people turned around, their eyes refocused on Chen Lusi, and in an instant, they all thought of a possibility.

But this possibility... is too horrifying.

No one dared to believe it, or was unwilling to believe it.

And the other side.

on the ground.

Huaiyuan, or the person who possessed Huaiyuan's body, kept raising his hand towards Chen Lusi. At the moment when the mist that was rushing towards Chen Lusi evaporated before touching him, his body shook violently.

The ferocious-looking Dharma image behind him also shook violently.

He opened his empty eyes wide, tears of blood streaming down his face, and his arms began to tremble slightly.

And as Chen Lusi moved forward... the amplitude became larger and larger.

And Chen Lusi continued to walk towards him.

The pace is still not fast, but not slow either.

pat-

Chen Lusi took another step forward.

"..."

Huaiyuan, who was sitting on the ground, twitched his face.

He suddenly opened his hands towards Chen Lusi.

at the same time.

The Dharma image behind him clasped his hands together and suddenly closed his eyes, which had been shedding tears of blood.

"When Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva was practicing the profound Prajnaparamita..."

Followed by.

The faint sound of chanting began to come from all directions.

However, the sound of the chanting did not have the solemnity or the melodious Zen feeling of Sanskrit. Instead, it seemed to carry deep-rooted hatred and distortion.

Creepy.

Simultaneously.

Boom——

The sound of Buddha statues cracking and collapsing came from all directions, accompanied by wailing, and the surrounding gray mist suddenly stagnated.

The Zen masters' breathing suddenly stagnated, and many of them began to retreat step by step.

Chen Lusi paused and looked around.