C893 Wishful Tracing

"Idiot!" Can't you see what Gesan meant, first the stick print. In your secret chamber, the Ruyi Swords are the victors of all evils. The righteous ones of the intellect will give you the right to exterminate your evil spirits! Then it was the [Heartseal] that went straight to the heart! After that is the Heart Seal. I will let you act according to your heart and destroy the demon in your heart! It's laughable that you boasted of being smart, to not even be able to see through this! "

Lin Bai could not help but sigh when he heard these words. He then slightly shook his head. This man was truly possessed. Otherwise, how could he not see what an outsider like him was capable of?

Even though Gesang had been full of words, from the moment Lin Bai saw this person, he could tell that he did not have the determination to kill Cang Yang. Otherwise, he would definitely not use these handprints to point out his panic. Even when Gesang Sang was urging the Great Demon King with his faith, he did not fight back with all his might and still chose to defend.

What was a blood brother? Blood is thicker than water, the tendons in one's bones are broken; you don't have to recognize me, but I have to recognize you. Even if the cliff before you is a thousand feet high, as long as there is a sliver of hope, I will reach out and pull you … Without a doubt, these Gesans had done it, but unfortunately, they hadn't been able to see anything.

"You think that when the Gesun living Buddha went to the Dzhu living Buddha, it was as a trick, but let me tell you, when he went to see the living Buddha, he asked for his disqualification from the competition, did not ask for any restraints, and allowed you to succeed him, only after he was scolded angrily by the Dzhu living Buddha did he return. Everything has been decided by the Heavens. Gesun living Buddha is a kindhearted and benevolent person who does not fight with others over this position. Is this place suitable for you? "

As soon as Lin Bai finished speaking, without waiting for Cang Yang to do anything, the red-clothed lama who had been interrupted by him before continued, "Do you think that Dzhu has not given you a chance yet? If you stay in the temple, after Dzhu has become completely silent, then Gan Dan's place will be yours. Unfortunately, you've always doubted others, so you haven't treasured this chance at all!"

Whether it is the Dzhu living Buddha or the Gesun living Buddha, they are the inheritances of the Hidden Grounds, the Yellow Church." The Gundan Chiba was the leader of the three core temples of the Gourmet Faction. In fact, it was the leader of the Gourmet Faction! Whether you are a reincarnated living Buddha or not, whether you are old or not, high or low, high or low, high or low, high or low, you only need to be well-informed.

After becoming the Gundan Chiba, it was a great honor to become the Regent of the Gourdes, and people would honor Gundan Chiba by offering it to them as a gift, and consider it a virtue; and travel was also made possible by someone who could rely on the incense burner and the yellow umbrella; in the old Tibetan areas, except for Uda, Banzhai, and the King of Sakhalin, Gundan Chiba was the only one to have such treatment.

Most importantly, as long as one was able to become a Gundan Chiba, he would be considered a living Buddha and could be sought for reincarnation. This could be said to be an unparalleled glory to the hidden secret world. If the living Buddha Dzhu really did give such an explanation, it showed how much weight the panicking and panicking he held in his heart! And all that Cang Yang had done was only for the title of living Buddha!

If the Dzhu living Buddha had made this decision, but because of his personality, he had lost this opportunity. It could be said that everything that happened today had nothing to do with anyone. It was him who destroyed himself!

"I don't believe it! You're lying to me! All of this was fake! "Gesang, don't put on an act. Quickly tell me the truth about what happened that year and let them know that what they said is false!" The words of those in front of him echoed in his ears, like a thunderclap from the highest heavens. The deafening sound was so loud that it almost turned his heart into powder.

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Gesang in panic, hoping to see some change in Gesang's expression. He wanted to confirm that the words spoken by the red-robed Lama were all false, but unfortunately, all he saw on Gesang's face was pity and his hatred for him.

At this point, everything could be said to have been covered up. Everything had happened because of the inner demons of panic, causing him to arrive at his current stage. Under the cover of the inner demons, he didn't see anyone treating him well at all, and only thought that it was all a deliberate scheme by someone else.

"Qi Yang, now that you've reached this stage, it has nothing to do with anyone but you!" Gesun sighed softly.

Although his voice was extremely soft, when it entered his ears, which had already suffered from the mental attack, it caused him to be completely distracted! He spat out a large mouthful of blood from his mouth and then fell to the ground with a dejected look on his face.

The mind devils blinded his eyes. He could no longer see everything in the world clearly. Even if he could see everything now, there was no possibility for him to look back.

At this very moment, thousands of kilometers away from Yan Jing, on the prayer mat in front of the five thousand silvers image of Shakya, an old man in a red robe with a yellow monastic hat on his head slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were hazy and deep, as if the night sky was shrouding him in endless darkness.

This was the living Buddha, one of the most revered of the secret inheritances, Rinpoche. He was also the current master of the Temple of Sapang!

"Ai!" He slowly shook his head and then closed his eyes, wanting to continue meditating and meditate, trying to comprehend the various profound techniques within the secret inheritance. However, this time around, he was unable to enter the realm of no change in color, as usual.

After a long while, the living Buddha slowly raised his head and stared at the image of the Buddha. A trace of sadness could not help but appear in his eyes as he slowly chanted, "When did you learn to moo with moo? When can a pearl of good intentions be born with a million techniques; when your heart is like a lotus flower, unstained by mud; when it comes to life, achieve rapid success, and achieve supreme righteousness!"

He chanted an incantation slowly, circling the empty temple. As he chanted the incantation, a peaceful smile appeared on the face of the living Buddha. It was as if all the worries in his heart had been completely put down at this moment.

He understood that the public case in the temple had finally come to an end, and the brothers in the wall had finally ended everything. The cycle of the Dao of the Heavens was a cause and effect for which he was not satisfied. He could not interfere with any of this and could only use the six words of the mantra to disperse the remaining grievances in this world.

Dusk was falling in all directions, and the world was covered in darkness. The courtyard was filled with broken bricks and broken tiles. It was evident how bitter the previous battles had been.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, his expression unable to bear the exhaustion and blood constantly flowed out of his seven orifices. His face had aged even more, and blood had already seeped into the white clothes on his body.

"I've lost, I'm still inferior to you!" After a long time, he slowly opened his mouth and suddenly opened his mouth. However, his expression became extremely calm and tranquil, as if he knew that he was about to die, and was able to see through a lot of things in this world. When he turned around and looked at Ge Sang, his expression no longer had any complaints.

"I've come to bring you back …" Ge Sang slowly walked in front of Qu Yang and wanted to reach out to help his flesh and blood brother up, but he withdrew his hand halfway, then turned to look at Lin Bai and said in a deep voice, "This brother of mine has committed many sins before. I wonder how you plan to punish him.

Although this matter had already involved the internal affairs of the sect, Geng Sang knew that his brother had done all the wrong things, so if he were to rashly take him away, there might be a conflict.

The Faith in his body had already been stripped away from him, and from the touch just now, all sorts of side effects had been applied to his body. The five visceras had shifted, the six organs had been severely injured, and his life force had reached such an extent that even a deity would not be able to recover from his injuries, so why would Lin Bai make things difficult for someone who was on the verge of death?

"He can go anywhere he wants! But I still have a few questions I want to ask him! " Lin Bai shook his head slowly and turned to look at Qi Yang, saying in a deep voice, "Have you ever heard of the name Zhao Jingting? And where did you learn this method of drawing power from faith with the help of all living things? "

Even after they arrived in Beijing, there was still no trace of them. No one could be seen alive, no one could be seen dead, this seemed very strange. It also involved Liu Junwu, so they had to investigate thoroughly.

Furthermore, Lin Bai had never seen this technique before, and it also seemed to have a lot to do with that strange figure that appeared in the Hundred Thousand Mountain Range. If Lin Bai wanted to break open the River Tutu to extract the power of faith, then he must find a way to break out of this place as well as the secrets hidden in the Hundred Thousand Mountain Range!

"I've never heard of Zhao Jing Ting …" Just as his lips were about to open his mouth, his face suddenly stiffened. Then, he struggled to get up from the ground, laughing non-stop as he said crazily, "Drizzling carp will eventually face difficulties, and then they will disappear after hundreds of years. Intent. Time? One yin and one yang, without beginning or end, the beginning ends, the end ends for itself! True master must not kill me! "

Lin Bai, Chen Baian, and the rest looked at each other in dismay as their hearts skipped a beat. At this very moment, Master Gu looked so similar to Cang Yang in the Hundred Thousand Mountain Range, and the most frightening thing was that the words they muttered were unusually consistent. This situation was truly strange everywhere, just what kind of secret was hidden inside!

Without any hesitation, Lin TianAo opened his eyes and scanned his surroundings, trying to find out if there was someone hiding around them. Suddenly making a move, he made a scene! However, after searching for it for a while, he still could not find anything. Furthermore, the divination was even more chaotic; it was impossible to see through the secrets of heaven.

The fog surrounding Lin Bai's heart became increasingly thick. This feeling of stumbling forward through a thick fog, as if every step he took was part of someone else's scheme, made him feel extremely unhappy!