Ouyang Jing carried his hands on his back and looked up at the night sky.

In the spiritual vision, a golden Buddha standing tall and earth has gradually taken shape.

This Buddha is as big as a mountain. It will be covered by the mountain forests and flat lands with Dashi Temple as the center and a radius of dozens of miles in the radius.

The golden Buddha, who stood tall and had his facial features and faces, was exactly the same as Shi Zhixuan. He made a fearless seal with one hand, and gave fearless and fearless to believers. He made a wish seal with the other hand, listened to the will of the believers and felt the desires of the believers.

Tens of thousands of believers and monks are all inside and outside the Dashi Temple, praying devoutly and worshiping.

Their mortal body cannot see the golden Buddha with the naked eyes. However, their pious heart is not false at all.

Ouyang Jingling's eyes clearly saw that the light spots like fireflies flew out from the believers and monks, forming bright rivers of light like galaxies, flying towards the huge golden Buddha, throwing them into the golden Buddha's palm, filling the figure of the golden Buddha bit by bit.

Under the convergence of the "Light River" in the sky, the illusory and hazy figure of the Golden Buddha is solidifying little by little, becoming more and more "realistic".

"The power of sentient beings?"

Ouyang Jing was shocked. Unexpectedly, Shi Zhixuan had come to this point and could gather the wishes of the devout believers.

Such skills are almost a real god and Buddha!

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Suddenly, a cry of a child came into Ouyang Jing's ears.

Ouyang Jing looked over and saw a large, six small and seven figures walking in the dark field outside the coverage of the huge golden Buddha.

The adult is a woman who is both elegant and elegant. She frowned, looked haggard and worried. She was holding a torch in her left hand and holding a little girl in her right hand, staggering with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

And the six young girls all looked like five or six years old, and were as cute as a doll in New Year's paintings.

They surrounded the woman, either holding the corner of her clothes or pulling her fingers, and while crying, they staggered towards Dashi Temple.

"Woooo...Mom, I'm hungry..."

"Mom, don't you have anything to eat yet? Erya is so hungry... Erya can't walk... Woo woo..."

The woman looked sad and comforted her, "Don't cry, the babies are about to arrive, there will be food soon..."

Looking at the figures of the big six and small figures and listening to their seemingly ordinary conversations, Ouyang Jing frowned deeply, only to feel that the big six and small figures were full of strangeness and weirdness.

At this time, a voice of conversation came into his ears.

"Oh, it's so pitiful! A woman's family has six little girls, so late, she still has to rush to go..."

"Who said no? But the woman was also devout to the stone Buddha. The night road was so difficult, and the children were so hungry that they cried. She could bring them all to Dashi Temple..."

"The little kid cried so pitifully, I'll give them some food..."

Ouyang Jingxun looked at the voice and saw that the person who spoke was the convoy brought by An Long. One of the guys was walking down the mountain with a water bag in one hand and a package containing dry food in the other.

At the foot of the mountain?

Ouyang Jing was shocked and realized that the seven mother and daughter were several miles away from where they were.

In the late night, it was not surprising that Ouyang Jing could see seven mothers and daughters from several miles away. But how could a few ordinary guys see them?

At this moment, more than 100,000 believers, monks chanting scriptures and Buddha, their voices shook the night sky. Under the interference of such a huge sound, how could the crying and the "mother" of the little girls pass through a distance of too far and reach them so clearly?

Ouyang Jing looked around and found that it was not only him and the three friends, but also many people who noticed the seven mother and daughter. They were all talking in a low voice, feeling emotion, sympathy, and even praising the mother's "strongness and courage".

"It's strange!" Ouyang Jing's eyes hopped slightly, and his figure flashed, blocking the guy who was holding the water and wanted to go down the mountain to deliver it to the mother and daughter seven people.

"What are you doing?" the guy looked at him with a bad expression.

Before Ouyang Jing could speak, he suddenly heard a giggle sound: "Hey, those six little girls are all good seedlings!"

Amid the laughter, a beautiful woman with long hair and buttocks in colorful clothes suddenly flew out from the crowd at the foot of the mountain, floating out of the golden Buddha.

Ouyang Jing looked in shock and recognized the woman. It was Wen Caiting, the only surviving elder of the Yingui Sect.

"Are you rushing to die?" Ouyang Jing's eyes jumped slightly, and he shook his head and sighed softly.

Wen Caiting was at the foot of the mountain, too far from Ouyang Jing, and he had no time to stop him. He could only watch her reach the front of the seven mother and daughter.

Then, a thrilling scene happened.

Wen Caiting had just arrived in front of the seven mother and daughter, and was about to smile and talk when a little girl suddenly opened her mouth and sucked it. A black smoke wrapped in thick blood suddenly flew out of Wen Caiting's body and threw it into the little girl's mouth. Wen Caiting instantly turned into a human skin and fell to the ground.

"It's the Master of Blood Soul Pill!"

Ouyang Jing's heart was shocked and his eyes twitched.

The guy who was stopped by him was so scared that he was trembling and limping on the ground.

The rest of the people who also saw this scene also exclaimed in surprise. Many people were so scared that their faces were pale and they started to wave. More people trembled with their hands together and sang the Buddha of Namo Shi Zhixuan.

"evildoer!"

Amid the majestic and sacred shouts, a gilded Buddha palm fell from the sky and slapped at the seven mother and daughter.

“Geeh…”

The woman smirked, and the water sleeves flicked, and the six girls disappeared. Before the Buddha's palm hit her, she flashed and merged into the void, disappearing without a trace.

Wei Yu laughed and resounded throughout the night sky: "Shizhixuan, can you protect them for a while, can you still protect them for the rest of your life? When the sky collapses and the earth is broken, and the demons dance, you will find it difficult to protect yourself! All the fruits I sow should be mine, sooner or later, mine! Hihhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The laughter gradually disappeared, and the gilded Buddha palm that was slapped in the air also disappeared.

Then, Shi Zhixuan's solemn and huge voice rang out in the air: "The last disaster is coming, and demons are everywhere. All the people in the martial arts world are not allowed to go down the mountain, otherwise life and death will be involuntarily!"

Some martial arts people in Sichuan who had long believed in him, heard this and put their hands together and worshiped: "Abide by the Buddha's decree."

In the Great Hall, Zhu Yuyan's phoenix eyes were filled with evil eyes and glared at Shi Zhixuan: "Why don't you save Wen Caiting? If you take action, you will be able to stop her in time!"

Shi Zhixuan's eyes were merciful and his voice was cold: "Someone must die and let everyone understand the terror of evil spirits. Without this example, there will always be people who do not listen to good words and go out to die. A mere Wen Caiting can save more people from death. She died with great merits, good, good!"

"You!" Zhu Yuyan stomped her feet in anger, turned around and walked out of the hall: "Why don't you go to die?"

"I can't die." Shi Zhixuan lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, and said with compassion: "If I die, the last fire in this world will be completely extinguished..."

On the eve of dawn, a fire suddenly ignited in the direction of Chengdu.

Screams, calls for help, crying, and evil demons roaring, vibrating for dozens of miles, and even reached the Dashi Temple.

After dawn, a rolling black tide appeared on the horizon and rushed towards the Dashi Temple.

A master climbed up to look into the distance and was shocked to find that the dark tide was actually composed of tens of thousands of "living zombies"!

"Who said that those who cultivate immortals cannot use T virus? No matter how endless Buddhism is, you can block the Nine-Son Demons, can you block the army of zombies? This is called immortal Dharma plus technology, and even Buddhas can't stop it. Huh..."

Among the zombies, a graceful and luxurious woman was riding on the back of a corpse cow, holding a sleeping little girl in her arms, smiling charmingly.
Chapter completed!