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Chapter 50 Buddha and Demon, worship the general!

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    At the same moment.

    West, Lingshan.

    Daleiyin Temple.

    The World-Honored Tathagata Buddha sat cross-legged on the golden lotus platform, with one hand in the shape of a flower, and the other on his knee. He was explaining scriptures to many Bodhisattvas and Arhats.

    Between heaven and earth, accompanied by the Buddha's word-for-word explanations, the Buddha's light is blooming everywhere, the sky is full of flowers, and the golden spring is low, and the scene is extremely spectacular.

    "Um?!"

    All of a sudden, the Buddha's voice froze for a while, and a strange light appeared in his peaceful and compassionate golden eyes.

    At the same time, the hearts of many bodhisattvas and arhats present suddenly felt a throbbing, which made their Zen minds that were calm in ancient wells slightly disturbed.

    "What happened?!"

    Immediately, all the bodhisattvas and arhats present looked at each other in blank dismay, and secretly used arithmetic to calculate.

    However, no matter how the bodhisattvas and arhats present calculated, they all got nothing in the end.

    For a while, many bodhisattvas and arhats could not help but frown slightly.

    "Amitabha Buddha!"

    At this time, Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva's eyes flickered slightly. Standing on a golden lotus, he looked at the Tathagata Buddha, put his hands together, and said in a peaceful voice, "I have something unclear, please ask the Buddha for advice!"

    "The Bodhisattva wants to ask me why I suddenly stopped teaching scriptures, and why the Bodhisattvas and Arhats suddenly have heart palpitations?!"

    The Tathagata Buddha sat on the lotus platform, his expression as always, calm and calm.

    "Exactly."

    Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva slightly lowered his jaw and looked at Tathagata Buddha with piercing eyes.

    "Do you want to know too?!"

    At the moment, the Tathagata Buddha looked around at the many bodhisattvas and arhats, smiled slightly, and said.

    "Please enlighten me!"

    All the bodhisattvas and arhats present clasped their hands together and said in unison.

    "This time, my teaching luck has been compromised!"

    Seeing this, Tathagata Buddha had peaceful eyes, neither sad nor happy, and replied quietly.

    Boom!

    In an instant, the complexions of all the Bodhisattvas and Arhats changed slightly, and some Arhats and Bodhisattvas with relatively weak Zen practice exclaimed in a low voice¡ª¡ª

    "What?!"

    "I teach luck loss?!"

    "So what happened?!"

    "How is it possible, my Buddhism is now prosperous, how can it damage my luck?!"

    ""

    Guanyin Bodhisattva couldn't help but change his expression slightly. Looking at the Tathagata Buddha, he asked in a deep voice, "Dare to ask me, Buddha, do you know what caused this loss of luck?!"

    The Tathagata Buddha did not change his face, and said in a low voice: "The fate of fate is originally mysterious and unpredictable. Now that the Dao is in charge of the world, the secrets are unpredictable. Even if I am a saint, I can't guess"

    As he said that, the Tathagata Buddha looked at the many bodhisattvas and arhats present with dull or shocked faces, smiled slightly, and said, "This luck is only a small loss, and it can't shake the foundation of my Buddhism. Bodhisattvas and arhats, don't  Too worried, and continue this scripture conference with peace of mind!"

    The Tathagata Buddha's voice seemed to carry a mysterious power. As soon as it fell, all the Bodhisattvas and Arhats present felt calm and calm, and all their troubles disappeared.

    Immediately afterwards, the Tathagata Buddha talked about the scriptures again

    Western Paradise.

    At this time, Zhunti Taoist was discussing Buddhism with Amitabha Buddha.

    Suddenly, the two seemed to realize something at the same time, and their expressions froze in unison.

    Immediately afterwards, Zhunti Taoist looked at Amitabha Buddha with a bitter expression, and sighed, "The luck of this Buddhism has suddenly lost a bit, brother, can you calculate the cause and effect?!"

    "Fate is a mysterious and inexplicable thing, and now that Dao is in charge of the world, the secrets are unpredictable, and I can only deduce a clue"

    Amitabha clasped his hands together and said softly.

    A gleam of joy flashed across Taoist Zhunti's face, and he asked, "I don't know what clues my brother deduced?!"

    Amitabha replied: "The loss of luck in Buddhism this time comes from a poem."

    "Poetry?! Could it be that Master made a hymn against my Buddhism?!"

    Zhunti Taoist heard the words, his complexion sank, and he turned, "Brother, can you deduce what the poem is called?!"

    Amitabha shook his head slightly and remained silent.

    Seeing this, Taoist Zhunti's face became even more bitter, and he sighed softly, "The period of great struggle is coming soon, ?The world is about to be unified, it seems that these peaceful days are numbered"

    at the same time.

    The Nine Nether Demon Realm, the depths of the Abyss of Darkness.

    In the boundless darkness, where the devilish energy is surging, a stone platform stands tall and floats in it.

    This stone platform is hundreds of feet in size and has a strange shape, like a platform for worshiping generals.

    On the left and right sides of it are engraved two lines of shocking blood characters¡ª¡ª

    "Hundreds of millions of souls are soldiers!"

    "Millions of gods and demons are generals!"

    In the center, a person fell asleep.

    No, that might be a demon.

    He was shrouded in a strong devilish energy, making it hard to see his appearance clearly.

    At this moment, he seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, lying in the middle of the stone platform, motionless, only the strong devilish energy around him was rolling and tossing non-stop.

    And above the dark abyss, the Wutian Demon Venerable wearing a black robe is holding his hands behind his back, his eyes are shining with black light, his sight seems to have passed through endless space, and landed on the stone platform below, with a dignified expression, and whispered thoughtfully  Said, "Worship the general platform as the seat Demon Lord, are you still awake?!"

    Huh?  !

    While whispering, Wutian's expression suddenly changed slightly, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said in surprise: "The luck of my demon religion has increased a little?!"

    Immediately, Wutian began to meditate with a suspicious expression

    At the same moment.

    In this world, no matter whether it is a Buddhist cultivator or a demonic cultivator, one after another can't help but have a sudden whim.

    It's just that they didn't know the reason for this, and immediately ignored it as a common thing

    But at this moment, Bu Feifan was controlling Wen Qi, and under the mysterious rules of "Seeking Demon", he condensed a demonic body with monstrous flames.

    Immediately afterwards, Bu Feifei's flying body merged with the demon's body.

    Boom!

    In an instant, the visions of heaven and earth dissipated, leaving only a 'demon' with monstrous flames!

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