Yang Bo looked at Xinhai, "What do you want to do?"
Xinhai said: "Kill Fayun!"
"Only by killing Fayun can we solve the current dilemma. It's all because he bewitched the emperor!"
"If he hadn't beguiled the emperor, there wouldn't have been chaos in the world, and so many people wouldn't have starved to death!"
Yang Bo frowned, "Don't you think that the biggest hidden danger is the emperor?"
"If the emperor didn't want to live forever, how could Fayun persuade the emperor to do this?"
Xinhai was stunned and didn't react for a while.
In Xinhai¡¯s mind, the root of everything lies in Fayun, but what Yang Bo said makes sense, the emperor is the root cause.
While the two were talking, violent spiritual energy fluctuations suddenly came from the distance.
Yang Bo looked up and his expression changed slightly, because there were two people confronting each other above his head.
A man is wearing a yellow cassock, with long eyebrows and a long beard. He holds a golden bowl with his hands clasped together.
The other man was wearing a red cassock. He was young and skinny. He held a vajra in his hand and said loudly: "Devil Monk, you tricked the emperor to build the Tower of Babel, causing starvation everywhere in the world and making the people miserable!"
"Do you know your guilt?"
The monk with long eyebrows sighed, "What crime is there?"
"The emperor has the seeds of immortality buried in his heart. It has nothing to do with me. I just gave him a suggestion!"
Yang Bo stared at the two people and suddenly laughed. Unexpectedly, Monk Wuxin came to the Changsheng Temple with him.
Wu Xin was obviously more decisive than Yang Bo, and he immediately found the abbot Fayun.
Monk Wuxin shook his head, "Are you really just making a suggestion?"
"You want to use the emperor's hand, use heaven and earth as a melting pot, and use the souls of the people in the world as the main medicine to refine the blood soul pill!"
"Of course the emperor wants to live forever, but he can't be so powerful that he becomes blind. It's all your fault!"
Wu Xin¡¯s voice was very loud, and he seemed to want everyone to hear his voice.
When Yang Bo heard this, he was suddenly enlightened.
If that were the case, everything would make sense.
For his own goal, Monk Fayun tricked the emperor into seeing the Tower of Babel, causing chaos in the world, in order to make elixirs.
Then we must eradicate Monk Fayun!
The vajra in Wuxin¡¯s hand suddenly glowed with golden light, and he smashed it in the direction of Monk Fayun.
Monk Fayun had a calm face and clasped his hands together, "Although you are a Buddhist, you are not a Buddhist monk!"
¡°The Buddhist Kingdom cannot tolerate you, and neither can the Changsheng Temple!¡±
Monk Fayun stretched out his hands. He held the golden bowl in his hand and smiled slightly.
The golden bowl was shining brightly in the sun, but inside the golden bowl, thick black smoke came out, and the black smoke filled the air.
The golden bowl suddenly swelled, and in the black smoke, countless ghosts emerged, densely packed and frightening.
"boom!"
The vajra pestle suddenly hit the golden bowl, making a loud noise.
The golden bowl shattered, and the soul near the edge of the golden bowl was hit by the vajra, and suddenly screamed in terror.
"Zhila!"
Countless souls seemed to be roasted by flames, turned into a wisp of smoke, and dissipated invisible.
The golden bowl burst, billowing black smoke spread out in all directions, and the souls fled in all directions.
There were so many of these souls that they filled the entire temple in just a few moments.
In the front hall, there are many good men and women praying for the Buddha's blessing. Although they can see the black smoke, they cannot see the souls wrapped in the black smoke.
In order to avoid Wu Xin¡¯s pursuit, these souls fled around in panic, and some souls even seized their bodies directly.
The golden bowl in Monk Fayun's hand was broken. Instead of paying any attention, he burst into laughter.
Monk Fayun suddenly flew up and landed on the unfinished pagoda.
Wu Xin¡¯s expression changed drastically. He stared at the countless souls at his feet, wanting to eliminate them, but he had no choice but to look at the tragedy in the world and see ghost souls seizing their bodies.
Yang Bo stood in the crowd, and there were many spirits who wanted to seize him, but when these spirits approached Yang Bo, they disappeared immediately.
Xinhai looked ugly, "What is the abbot planning to do?"
Yang Bo stared at the scene, looking at the expanding body of Monk Wuxin in the distance, and his aura gradually growing, and he couldn't help but frown.
The entire Changsheng Temple forms a formation with the Babel Tower as the center, and the core of the formation is where the Fayun is located.
Fayun stood on the Babel Tower, and his cultivation level instantly broke through the seventh level of the Immortal Stage and reached the peak of the ninth level of the Immortal Stage!
The pinnacle of the Immortal Stage, this is the purpose of Fayun building the Tower of Babel!
Yang Bo couldn¡¯t believe it. If it were built to a hundred floors by Monk Fayun, how far would Monk Fayun¡¯s cultivation reach?
Wu Xin looked ugly and stared at Monk Fayun, "Why do you want to let go of all your souls?"
Monk Fayun said: "This is your disaster, your cause and effect!"
"You broke the golden bowl, and all the cause and effect will be borne by you!"
Monk Wuxin¡¯s expression was extremely sad. He looked at his feet and saw scenes of human tragedy. The Buddha¡¯s heart was hurt.
At this time, flames came out of Monk Fayun's hands, and the flames fell on the tower.
"Hoo!"
On the ten-story tower, flames instantly burst out. The flames were tens of meters high. The flames burned and released a large amount of heat.
Even though Yang Bo was still a long way away from the tower, he still felt the temperature of the flames.
Yang Bo had a vague feeling that Monk Fayun had other arrangements. This tower was definitely not just as simple as lighting a flame.
Wuxin looked at Fayun, "It seems that you have been prepared for a long time!"
"Have you already guessed that someone will come to kill you?"
Fayun sneered, "There are so many stupid people in the world. There are always people who want to help justice. There are always people who want to kill me. I have to make some preparations!"
"You are not the first, nor the last. Since you stood up first, let's start with you!"
Monk Fayun stood on a high stone tower, three feet tall, with flames dozens of meters high behind him. His body was as red as copper, his eyes were round and his eyebrows were raised, like a glaring King Kong.
While speaking, Monk Fayun stretched out his hand and pointed at Wuxin, "Don't you have a Buddhist utensil?"
"Why don't you dare to step forward? Are you scared?"
Wuxin walked forward. He raised the vajra in his hand high. Behind him, the sea of ??samsara appeared, and a Buddha that looked like Wuxin appeared. This Buddha sat high in the air and held the Buddha seal in his hand.
Wu Xin held the Vajra in his hand. The Vajra suddenly shone with golden light and grew dozens of meters in length. He smashed it directly towards the tower.
Fayun laughed loudly, "This is my world. Even if you get the Buddhist artifact, you can't do anything to me!"
Yang Bo was full of surprise. He looked at Fayun and didn't understand why he said this.
However, with a casual move, Fayun covered the sky and the sun, moved the heaven and the earth, and his eyes were filled with darkness.
?? Brilliance flashed before Yang Bo's eyes, and he could see the vajra rising and falling in the darkness like stars and dots of light.
The tall tower in the distance has disappeared. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com