At this time, the Buddhist cultivators behind Yan Ming finally gathered together. These Buddhist cultivators have different cultivation levels, including the realm of reincarnation, nirvana and destiny!

Yanming turned around and glanced, "Fellow Taoists, please follow me in chanting sutras!"

"This is what I heard. At one time, the Buddha was in the Trayasa Heaven, teaching the Dharma for his mother."

"At that time, all the indescribable Buddhas and great Bodhisattvas and Mahasattvas from the immeasurable worlds in the ten directions came to gather together. They praised Sakyamuni Buddha for being able to manifest the power of inconceivable great wisdom and supernatural powers in the evil world of five turbidities.

To strengthen sentient beings who know the Dharma of suffering and happiness, they each send their attendants to inquire about the World Honored One..."

Many Buddhist cultivators chanted sutras together, and Yang Bo could tell that this was the Ksitigarbha Sutra.

Normally, when Yang Bo hears the scriptures, he doesn’t feel much and doesn’t listen carefully, but this time, Yang Bo feels that when he hears the scriptures, he actually feels a sense of intimacy, as if

It seemed like he had recited the sutra countless times.

This is the power of words!

After Yang Bo reacted, he turned around and looked at everyone. Sure enough, he saw that everyone was immersed in the scriptures and couldn't extricate themselves!

Yang Bo took out Qingyun Peak and suddenly shouted, "Everyone, please leave this place with me!"

Only then did everyone wake up. They looked around and saw Yang Bo holding a black hill in his right hand. Yang Bo gently threw the hill towards the small courtyard, and Qingyun Peak gradually grew larger.

Yang Bo said again: "Everyone jump into the mountains with me!"

Everyone looked at Qingyun Peak, which was only as tall as an adult. They wanted to complain at first, but Qingyun Peak gradually grew bigger. Yang Bo jumped in, and everyone jumped in too.

The white bull group also entered Qingyun Peak under the leadership of the White Bull King, and the black dog finally jumped in.

In a short period of time, Qingyun Peak has reached a height of more than ten meters.

Yanming stood outside and could clearly see the top of Qingyun Peak. He even saw Yang Bo standing on the top of Qingyun Peak, looking in his direction!

Yanming realized that Yang Bo wanted to use Qingyun Peak to burst the small courtyard magic weapon!

This small courtyard was made casually by Taozu, but Yanming had enough confidence. He felt that there was no way Yang Bo could break the magic weapon!

However, as Qingyun Peak continued to grow, Yanming couldn't help but become nervous.

Yang Bo and his party stood on the top of Qingyun Peak, Wan Zhongshan looked around, and couldn't help but sigh: "I didn't expect that Fellow Daoist Yang would have such a magic weapon!"

Yang Bo smiled. He rarely used Qingyun Peak recently, so much so that he almost forgot its existence.

However, when Qingyun Peak rose to more than thirty meters high, it suddenly stopped. The small courtyard blocked the growth of Qingyun Peak!

Yang Bo opened his mouth, and a heart sword flew out, and the heart sword stabbed towards the sky!

The silver dagger stabbed into the sky, paused on Qingyun Peak, and then disappeared!

But Yang Bo could hear a deflating sound coming from his ears, as if there was a leak of air!

Yanming's expression changed drastically, and he stared in the direction of the small courtyard, "How is this possible?"

"boom!"

The courtyard suddenly exploded, and the entire courtyard fell apart. A large number of fragments flew out in all directions and crashed into the crowd.

Yanming's face was pale, and the Buddha's Dharma appeared behind him. His Dharma came forward and blocked most of the attacks!

There were also other Buddhist cultivators in the reincarnation realm at the scene, who used their power to block the fragments of the magic weapon!

Although it was a simple explosion, the fragments of the magic weapon were extremely powerful. When they hit the Dharma image, many Buddhist cultivators in the Samsara Realm were injured!

Yang Bo jumped out of Qingyun Peak and couldn't help but feel happy when he saw the Buddhist cultivator opposite vomiting blood.

Only Senior Sheep was present, and he followed Yang Bo out. Everyone else was persuaded by Yang Bo to stay in Qingyun Peak, and he put away Qingyun Peak.

Yang Bo looked at Monk Yanming, "Master Yanming, I thought we would become very good friends, but I didn't expect it would develop to this point!"

"I treat you sincerely, but you treat me as prey, Master Yanming, you are very unkind!"

There was still blood on the corner of Monk Yanming's mouth. He stared at Yang Bo and said, "Fellow Taoist Yang, you are a son of luck, but you are not a son of Buddhism. You are a member of the Taoist sect!"

"The dispute between Buddhism and Taoism has been going on for a long time. Although it is not a tit-for-tat battle, it will definitely become more intense in the future. If you are allowed to grow, the living space of Buddhism will be greatly compressed in the future!"

"Fellow Daoist Yang, unless you die, Buddhism will be in trouble!"

Yang Bo looked ugly. He had never thought that his status had reached such a high level that Buddhists could not feel at ease. What did this mean?

Yang Bo frowned, "Even if I become a Taoist ancestor in the future, I will only have one more Taoist ancestor in the Taoist sect. Why can it be difficult for the Buddhist sect to feel at ease?"

"Master Yanming, you think too highly of me!"

Yanming shook his head, "Fellow Daoist Yang, you underestimate yourself too much!"

"You must have enough self-confidence. You are a child of luck and your future will be limitless!"

Yang Bo looked at Yan Ming and smiled, "After you said that, I feel that I should work harder to survive!"

"Master Yanming, do you want to stop me from leaving?"

Monk Yanming stared at Yang Bo with an ugly look on his face. He originally thought that this magic weapon would be enough to trap Yang Bo. Unexpectedly, Yang Bo broke through the small courtyard directly, which made his preparations fall short!

Monk Yanming said: "Fellow Daoist Yang, I still want to ask you to hand over the Bull Demon King and the Purple Bamboo Ancestral Tree!"

Yang Bo looked at Yan Ming and couldn't help but ask: "The Purple Bamboo Ancestral Tree is just a seventh-grade spiritual tree. Why do Buddhist monks insist on the Purple Bamboo Ancestral Tree?"

"Is there no other seventh-grade spiritual trees in Buddhism?"

Monk Yanming stared at Yang Bo, shook his head and said: "The Purple Bamboo Ancestral Tree is very important to Buddhism. Fellow Taoist Yang, if you are willing to hand over the Purple Bamboo Ancestral Tree, maybe I can exchange some treasures with you!"

"Of course, if you don't want to hand it over, then you have to wait for me to get it back in person!"

Yang Bo frowned. He grasped the key word. The Purple Bamboo Ancestral Tree is very important to Buddhist cultivation. This means that only Buddhist cultivators can know the secret of the Purple Bamboo Ancestral Tree!

The Purple Bamboo Ancestral Tree was born in the South China Sea and was sent there by a certain Buddha. The Purple Bamboo Ancestral Tree listens to Buddhist disciples chanting sutras every day and has given birth to part of the Buddha nature. But what kind of significance does this ancestral tree have to Buddhism can let them

So persistent?

Yang Bo originally thought that if he took away the Purple Bamboo Ancestral Tree, he would only be pursued by the Buddhist cultivators from the South China Sea, but this was obviously not the case. The Western Buddhist cultivators also wanted to chase him and want to get the Purple Bamboo Ancestral Tree!

From this point of view, the ancestral purple bamboo tree is more precious than Yang Bo imagined!

Yang Bo looked at Yanming and said, "Fellow Taoist Yanming, you can't stop me, I'm leaving here!"
Chapter completed!