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Yuanshi Tianzun had the holy Buddha's vest in the Buddhist gate. When Manjusri Guanyin ran to the Buddhist gate to open the vest, everyone was dumbfounded when they saw the teacher on it.

There is also the moral god who traveled to the west and enlightened the Buddha "horse armor" Sakyamuni.

There are also Qingdi vests everywhere. In the Buddha, it is the Medicine Buddha, in the Dao, it is Taiyi, the God who saves suffering, and in the heaven, it is the Duke of the East.

In short, precisely because these gods and Buddhas opened their "vests" randomly, the relationship between Taoism, Buddhism, and heaven in the mythical age was very subtle.

Now the demonic magician Han Guang has inherited and carried forward this spirit, mixed into Buddhism, pretended to be the abbot of Shaolin Temple, and subdued the dragon Arhat Kong Wen.

"Why do I have a whim?"

Magician Han Guang frowned. He had no other problems playing Kong Wen, and there should be no threats from this aspect.

"Could it be that the Lord of Six Paths of Reincarnation is pulling people?"

The magician Han Guang is a giant of magic and a reincarnation of the Six Paths of Reincarnation Space. With the help of the Reincarnation Space, he rose to the position of the Emperor of Heaven, the head of the mythical organization.

Han Guang was aware of the disappearance of disciples from various sects tonight, because back then he was a core disciple of the demonic path and was then pulled into the Six Paths of Reincarnation Space.

The scene tonight is simply a replica of that time.

"Among the disciples who were taken away, are there any who are highly valued by the Dharma Master?" Magician Han Guang pondered and speculated, but was not sure about the candidate.

Zhenwu, Xuantian... none of these sects of this generation have any Dharmakaya, at most they are half-step Dharmakaya.

Jiang Zhiwei's teacher, Su Wuming, was in the Shaolin Temple. He didn't notice anything strange. The others were thousands of miles away, so how could they sense it even if they were masters of hidden Dharma masters?

In the midst of the magician Han Guang's thoughts, he kept quiet, ranked second on the Earth Ranking, and half-stepped the Dharmakaya, the head of the Xuantian Sect arrived at the Shaolin Temple.

This is not the point, the point is a sparkling time knife full of the breath of time.

The combination of half-step dharma body magic weapons instantly shook the Shaolin Temple. The bells rang loudly. Each master woke up, exchanged breaths, and illuminated the interior and exterior, showing off the thousands of miles of sky like the bright sun.

"Who is the master?!"

"This is the breath of the divine weapon!"

"Could it be that the Nine Paths of Evil are attacking Shaolin Temple!"

…

One by one, the exterior masters and great masters are walking in the sky and looking into the distance.

Taoist Shouzhuo, the leader of Xuantian Sect in this conference, was shocked and said: "Brother, why are you here!"

A white-haired but modest and well-dressed old man appeared out of thin air, holding a sparkling long knife in his hand!

He is also holding the Zhenpai Divine Weapon Time Sword in his hand. This is a magical weapon forged by the Emperor of Heaven. If he brings it to the Shaolin Temple, is it possible to start a war?!

Once the Shaolin Temple and the Xuantian Sect go to war, it will definitely involve the world. The four Buddhist temples, the three Taoist sects, even the six sword-holding sects, the six majors of the world, the fourteen aristocratic families and the two great dynasties will not sit idly by.

Moreover, the Nine Demonic Paths and the Prairie Golden Tent will definitely take the opportunity to cause chaos and invade on a large scale.

At that time, the world was truly in turmoil.

Taoist Shoujing held the Time Sword in his hand, with a simple face and a calm expression. He bowed and said, "I noticed that something happened to the disciples, so I came here to take Qingjing back."

"Qing Jing, disciples of various sects?!"

The expressions of the masters of various sects changed drastically, and they went to each room to look for their disciples, and found that they were all alive and well, but judging from their physiques, although their bodies were intact, they must have experienced a great war.

Damn it, how did they experience the battle in the Shaolin Temple!

Disciples from various sects, Jiang Zhiwei, Zhang Yuanshan, Qing Jing, and Qi Xia were all brought to the main hall. Qi Zhengyan was not inspected because he was an ordinary disciple, and Meng Qi, the handyman monk, was directly ignored.

Everyone thinks that if you want to murder, you should murder the genius. Killing an ordinary disciple, what role can a handyman monk have?

In the Mahavira Hall, the golden Buddha statue has its hands formed in seals, with a majestic appearance, looking at the people in the hall with compassion.

Right below the Buddha statue stood an old monk with white eyebrows and a drooping face. He had a pale face, wore yellow monk robes and a red cassock. He held a nine-ring tin staff and his face was pale gold.

"Namo Amitabha, all donors, please be patient."

The magician Han Guang, who was pretending to be Kongwen, breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Taoist Shoujing did not take action directly, and then continued his role as the abbot of Shaolin Temple.

"Hmph, please be patient. What kind of crisis are the disciples of various sects facing, yet you want us to be patient?"

Taoist Shouzhuo was furious because he was confident with the arrival of his senior brother and the Time Sword, and wanted to ask for an explanation from the Shaolin Temple.

"These disciples should know what the process is like. Can you explain it to us?"

Magician Han Guang seemed to be well-intentioned, but was actually full of malicious suggestions.

The Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation is not allowed to reveal his existence. Anyone who dares to speak will die. The death of a few more righteous geniuses is also a pleasure for the magician.

Everyone's eyes turned to the four people who had experienced it personally.

Zhang Yuanshan smiled bitterly and shook his head, Jiang Zhiwei seemed to be counting ants on the ground, and Qi Xia stopped talking.

Only Qingjing, who was upright and stubborn, saw his leader and the magic soldiers arriving. He was full of confidence and pretended to be brave: "Master, I went with all the brothers and sisters. Six..."

As soon as the word "six" came out of his mouth, the little Taoist priest Qingjing suddenly felt that his heart was beating extremely violently, a lot of blood was pouring out, his head was swollen, his throat was blocked, and he couldn't breathe.

There was a crisp cracking sound, and the vision was bright red, as the curse of the Lord of Six Paths of Reincarnation descended.

Qingjing vaguely saw a big hand shining with solemn Buddha light reaching towards him with a soft and calm aura, trying to save himself.

A ray of sword light, like a blue ghost outside the sky, suddenly appeared and pointed into the void three inches behind him.

A sparkling time knife disrupted time and space, cut off the years, and intercepted Qingjing's true spirit, but it was not taken away by Lu Ya Daojun's list of gods.

The List of Conferred Gods only conferred gods, but the Time Sword was the Emperor of Heaven.

No matter in terms of personality or realm, Time Knife is superior.

However, in the eyes of outsiders, the little Taoist priest Qingjing suddenly collapsed and died of leaking secrets.

There was silence for a while, and no one questioned the remaining three disciples, because they all saw Qingjing's fate.

However, the three disciples will be expelled from the direct lineage, unable to access the core secrets of the sect, unable to become the leader, and can only become elders.

At this time, Taoist Shoujing sighed: "If Qingjing can survive, he can become the young master."

"Six is ​​both a blessing and a curse."

The experts from all the factions were shocked, and they all looked over and asked if Taoist Shoujing knew something.

"Everyone knows about the magician Han Guang."

Taoist Shoujing said meaningfully: "As far as I know, Han Guang became the Dharmakaya because of this, and he is ranked among the mysterious organizations - the Mythical Heavenly Emperor."

"What?!"

"Han Guang is the Emperor of Heaven!"

Everyone was talking about it, but Han Guang, who pretended to be Kong Wen, was the only one who felt ice-cold in his heart.

Did Taoist Shoujing discover his identity or not!

On the other side, in the utility room.

The commotion in the Shaolin Temple caused Zhenying, Zhenguan and other handyman monks who were indifferent to other things to stand up and panic for no reason, covering up Meng Qi's abnormality.

Meng Qi, who had not gone to extract a confession just now, was as curious as the monks on the surface, but his heart was still unsettled because he found such a mark on his palm.

A holy, radiant, yet strange and unpredictable reincarnation seal!

When I touched it, a deep and distant sound sounded in my ears.

"Do you want to know the secrets of the Six Paths? Do you want to see the truth about reincarnation? Do you want to truly live?!"

"Go to the real reincarnation space, I'll wait for you in the Supreme Hall."

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"Gan!"

Meng Qi couldn't help but cursed angrily in his heart. There is no end. He walked through the Six Paths of Reincarnation and came to the Supreme Palace of Reincarnation. Are you playing with me as the true or false Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation!

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