The person in the statue has a solemn expression, a smile on his lips, and a seal with his left and right hands, namely the Dharma Seal and the Flower Seal, which are famous hand seals in Buddhism.

A seal says, the tongue blooms with golden lotus, the mouth is like a river, and flowers rise everywhere.

One seal picks up the flowers, and laughs at the world, and looks down on the prosperity.

There was nothing wrong with everything, except Xiao Chen saw the face of this statue of Bodhisattva, and after seeing it clearly, he only sneered. This face was not the face of Manjushri Bodhisattva at all.

Instead of the Blood Monk Zhuang Zhenghe's face, Xiao Chen has a good memory, and he has a deep impression of this casual cultivator who chased him in a mess in the ruins of Tianxu.

Be good at strategy and use the extensive foundation laid by Xiao Leiyin Temple to directly absorb the power of faith for your own use.

Xiao Chen lightly pointed, flew to the beam and looked down. He slowly opened the Eye of the Cave Heaven and saw that many believers who bowed to him would have an invisible green energy floating out of their bodies after each bowing.

Like a moth to the fire, it flew densely towards the golden statue.

The smile on the corner of the statue's mouth became more evil in Xiao Chen's eyes, like a monster that eats the brain marrow.

As if he was thinking, Xiao Chen reached out and sucked it, and a wisp of green energy was captured by him. It was full of the power of faith.

When I opened my mouth and sucked, I felt refreshed and my whole body was soft.

There were also many voices in my mind, including those who wanted children, those who kept peace, and those who were seeking health. They were all the prayers of some believers.

Close your eyes and digest these powers of faith. Xiao Chen thought in his heart that these powers of faith cannot be directly transformed into cultivation, and it requires secret techniques.

Xiao Chen, who was about to close the Eye of the Cave Heaven, suddenly noticed something strange. Behind the golden statue, there was a black sea of ​​bitterness.

Without absorbing a little bit of faith, a drop of black bitter water fell into it.

After Xiao Chen stood there for a moment, he suddenly realized and a trace of anger appeared on his face. They had eliminated all the messages of prayer from the power of faith, leaving only the purest power of faith.

Faith is mutual. I believe in you, worship you, burn incense, Buddha and Bodhisattva. You must listen to my wishes. Not only do you satisfy everyone's wishes, but you must also choose the more urgent ones and two of them.

But now this group of people throws away the prayers of ordinary people as garbage and impurities, leaving only the power of faith that is useful to them.

He acts as a robber, unilaterally plunders, brainwashs people, but has a noble and righteous existence.

Looking at the devout believers, Xiao Chen was a little sad and sarcastic when he thought about it.

Close the Eye of the Cave Heaven, all the visions dissipate, and the scene in front of you becomes again, incense is everywhere, and the temple is full of people, with a solemn and dignified look.

It can be confirmed that the person in charge behind Heiyan Island is Zhuang Zhenghe, otherwise the temples all over the mountain would not have been his own statues.

Now we need to figure out another problem, the Blood Monk sent someone to stare at Tianxing Island.

After calming down, Xiao Chen flew out quietly and flew towards the direction where Heiyan City is located. There is Mingjue Temple, the largest temple in the entire Heiyan Island, with the incense even more than a hundred times more worshippers than here.

The towering city wall came into view, and the city gate was guarded tightly, all bald warriors wearing monk robes. On the city wall, Xiao Chen felt that at least two master-level martial saints were guarding.

Xiao Chen, who used Guiyuan Jue to conceal his cultivation, successfully entered the city and inquire about it, and then he learned about the place of Mingjue Temple.

The magnificence of the temple is a bit shocking. After walking through thousands of steps and following the crowd, Xiao Chen entered Mingjue Temple. This time, in the center of the hall, it was not a statue of Manjushri Bodhisattva, but a golden statue of Amitabha Buddha.

The eight great Bodhisattvas on both sides, thirty-two wise kings, and one hundred and eight statues of Arhats, with fierce expressions and a little exaggerated. They stand in various places in the temple for worship.

Of course, these are not real Buddha statues, they are just fake Buddhas who have changed their appearance.

Xiao Chen could imagine how strong the power of faith here was without opening the Eye of the Cave Heaven.

The statue of Amitabha Buddha in the middle hall can be seen with the naked eye, and the Buddha lights appear even more solemn, making people feel admiring and respectful.

Xiao Chen saw this scene and felt a sank. The Blood Monk Zhuang was in a state of harmony. In this mysterious Buddhist power, he was not the leader.

The true leader should be the true body of Amitabha Buddha erected in the center, and Zhuang Zhenghe is only one of the eight great Bodhisattvas under his command.

"Donor, since he has entered Mingjue Temple, why did he stand outside the temple and stop moving forward?"

In the hall, an old monk with solemn appearance came to him, and walked towards Xiao Chen with kindness.

Xiao Chen looked at it and was shocked. This old monk's strength was not simple.

He already has the strength of becoming a quasi-emperor, and his Buddha light is thousands of circles on his body. There is also a golden sea of ​​suffering behind him. Standing in the temple, he gives Xiao Chen an unfathomable feeling.

When he arrived here, Xiao Chen had already noticed that this force was not simple. He had never thought about alerting the snake. He said calmly: "It's nothing, I just heard from my friend that Buddhism on the Black Yan Island has risen and came to join in the fun. He was shocked by the Buddha statues in the temple and didn't come back to his senses."

The old monk smiled and said, "No, I think the donor has too much murderous aura and a heavy sin, so he dare not face the Western Buddhas. In fact, as long as you take a step forward, you can turn back and wash away all your sins."

Xiao Chen raised his eyebrows and said with a point of view: "If you take this step, I'm afraid you won't be able to turn around."

There is another mystery in the hall here. Xiao Chen is not so alert and will not go in rashly.

The old monk pointed to the many mortals who were kneeling down and worshiping the Buddha statue in the hall and said, "Donor, why did you say this? Didn't you see these believers? Do you all look peaceful when you see them?"

Xiao Chen said lightly: "What do you have to do with me? I have never thought of washing away all this killing."

The old monk smiled and said, "It seems that the donor has a lot of trouble in his heart. It is better to go to the palace to have a detailed discussion with me, and maybe I can give you some advice."

Xiao Chen calmly replied calmly: "Let's go another day, I'm a little tired today."

After saying goodbye, the old monk said Amitabha Buddha without trying to keep him, and watched Xiao Chen leave.

When Xiao Chen walked away, the smile on the old monk's face disappeared immediately. He summoned a little novice monk and said in a deep voice: "Send someone to stare at him and inform Manjushri Bodhisattva that the Qinglong King Xiao Chen is here."

After leaving the hall, Xiao Chen's steps became more and more anxious. He knew that he had exposed his identity and was seen by the old monk.

The water on Black Yan Island was much deeper than I thought. He was a little reckless when he stepped into this island rashly.

When he walked out of the city gate, Xiao Chen soared into the air and flew towards the island's extra money. On this Black Yan Island, he always felt a little strange and didn't feel too much security.

When we were about to leave the island, a large area of ​​Buddha light suddenly appeared in front of us, covering the entire sky, and endless Buddha sounds resounded all over the world, all of which were the sound of chanting scriptures and speaking the Tao.

The clouds surged, and a huge Buddha statue blocked Xiao Chen's way, but it was the golden body of Manjushri Bodhisattva's Dharma image.

Blocking ahead, it was like a mountain, and Xiao Chen seemed as small as an ant.

"Master Xiao, we meet again." The huge Dharma image spoke, with a loud voice, rumbling, and every syllable could shock people's hearts and point straight to the bottom of my heart.

Xiao Chen smiled and said, "Zhuang Zhenghe, I haven't seen each other for two or three years. If you don't go to be a blood monk, you will sit up as a Bodhisattva. It's really a step towards heaven, which is a shock."

Zhuang Zhenghe smiled and said, "No matter how it is, it is not as good as donor Xiao Chen. At a young age, he is famous all over Kunlun and the name of the Qinglong King is now spread throughout the ocean world."

Xiao Chen didn't want to talk nonsense and said bluntly: "The grudges between me and you in the past are just small matters. Give me a truth and send someone to my Tianxing Island for what purpose."

The Dharma image opened its mouth and said solemnly: "Of course, we will open the altar to preach the Dharma, spread my Buddhist teachings, save sentient beings and eat and color, and take refuge in my Buddha."

Xiao Chen said coldly: "It seems that this grudge cannot be resolved."

The Dharma smiled and said, "No, my Buddha is compassionate. Only you have the heart toward the Buddha. This Bodhisattva can personally save you and make you a Vajra of My Buddha's Dharma Protector."

Xiao Chen didn't want to fight this person on Heiyan Island here, because he didn't say much, and he was ready to suddenly pass by with a flash of figure.

Zhuang Zhenghe sneered, and the Bodhisattva Dharma image showed an evil smile on his solemn face: "I won't go to find you, you come to the door by yourself. Now I want to leave, it's too late!"

The mountain-like Dharma image was slapped with one palm, and the statue of Manjushri Bodhisattva spread throughout the Black Yan Island, flowing out pure power of faith, rushing towards the Dharma image in the void.

Behind this Dharma image, circles of Buddha light shone one after another, five colors and colorful glass, and the power instantly reached the realm of the Great Perfection Quasi-Emperor.

The huge palm fell, leaving Xiao Chen with nowhere to hide or hide. He slapped Xiao Chen back with a bang, smashing a mountain.

Bang!

Among the gravels of the mountain, Xiao Chen condensed a blue dragon armor and burst out, looking at the magic image in the sky, thinking about something.

The power of the Heavenly Law of this palm is extremely thick. In my heart, Xiao Chen compared it with a quasi-emperor of the Great Perfection that he had contacted, but in terms of the power of the Heavenly Law of the Law of the Heavenly Law, it was completely comparable.

However, in terms of refinement, it is far from the strong man from the East Sea Dragon God Palace beside Leng Shaofan.

If the strong man from the East China Sea Dragon God Palace hit him with no limit, he would have to spend half a century of his ability. If he had another palm, he would not even be able to escape.

The Dharma image in front of me is nothing but a false appearance, with sufficient quantity, but the accuracy is far from enough.

I think this should be because of the disadvantage of using the power of faith to practice, otherwise this progress would be too terrible.

Zhuang Zhenghe's current cultivation is extremely high than himself, but his real combat power may not be able to beat him much.
Chapter completed!