5098: C5098 Purify the World

C5098 Purify the World

The fire rose.

The fire in the Baolin Temple burned for three days and three nights, as if it wanted to burn all the sins in the world.

The devotees in the front hall fled in panic, while the female devotees mixed into the crowd and escaped from the Baolin Temple. They didn't even want to look back.

This land of sins would eventually disappear in the dust of history.

Yang Bo vaguely understood why the ruins he saw only had the front hall, and the even more magnificent back hall should have been burnt down a long time ago.

Yang Bo looked at the little monk and asked: "What are you planning to do next?"

The young novice monk shook his head, "I don't know. I don't know where I should go."

"The world is very big, but there is no place for me."

Yang Bo looked at the flames that shot up into the sky and could not help but frown. The situation in the Baolin Temple was definitely not something that could be settled in a day or two, but no one had come to deal with it.

Someone must know about the situation of the Treasure Forest Temple, but they had been covering up for it.

From what Yang Bo saw, the back hall of the Bao Lin Temple had long since been burnt down, but he hadn't burned it before, so who was the one who burned down the back hall of the Bao Lin Temple?

Yang Bo looked at the little monk and vaguely guessed that it might be the sea of hatred for evil.

Yang Bo stared at the little monk and said: "Heavenly consciousness, no matter where you go in the future, I hope that you can maintain your heart."

"Buddhism emphasizes the cultivation of the heart. Only by maintaining your heart can you go further. I believe that you will be able to go far!"

The young monk turned his head, "hero, I also believe that I can go very far."

"I feel that I have a new mission. I hope that I can purify this world!"

"I want this world to be filled with fairness and justice!"

Yang Bo was very surprised, but then he laughed, "I hope you can realize this wish!"

Yang Bo felt a cool breeze blow over, and the little novice monk gradually became blurry. The fire in front of his eyes disappeared, and everything faded away.

In front of him were broken walls and ruined walls, which were the remnants of bricks left behind after the back hall of the Baolin Temple was burnt down.

The ground was covered in dust, and no one knew how many years had passed.

Yang Bo turned his head to look and saw that the front hall was still there. Everything was empty and silent.

Yang Bo finally understood that he had completed his mission and walked out of the illusion.

He suddenly thought of the rosary and the Blood Cloud Banner that he had obtained. He did not know if they would disappear as well.

Very quickly, Yang Bo was pleasantly surprised. He took out the rosary, which was as red as blood. Each bead seemed to have been soaked in blood.

The beads felt slightly cold to the touch, but Yang Bo did not have any romantic thoughts like before. He was patient and calm, and with the beads in his hand, he opened his mouth and said: "Seeing the Buddha, I am as deep as if I have been in love for a long time ..."

Holding the rosary beads and reciting the heart sutra, one would be able to cast an illusion.

Yang Bo imagined that there would be people coming and going in front of him, and there would be busy streets and peddling sounds.

Following Yang Bo's imagination, in front of him, there were indeed streets and alleys that rubbed against each other, and everything was lifelike.

Yang Bo stopped and could not help but laugh. With the rosary, it would be much easier for him to kill people in the future!

However, Yang Bo was very curious. The rosary had originally caused people to have evil thoughts, but now it had disappeared. This should be because the abbot had affected the rosary, causing the rosary to give off a filthy aura.

The rosary in Yang Bo's hands had followed the passage of time and cleansed the evil thoughts, returning it back to normal.

Then, Yang Bo took out the Blood Cloud Banner. Although the Blood Cloud Banner was already damaged, there were still a large number of ghosts on it.

With a wave of Yang Bo's hand, a large number of ghosts were thrown out.

Yang Bo stared at the many ghosts in front of him and started to chant the spell of rebirth.

"The Grand Imperial Decree, transcend your lonely soul, ghosts and everything else, all lives will be indebted to you."

"The Grand Imperial Decree, transcend your lonely soul, transcend your life in a hurry, save everyone and reincarnate in a hurry."

Yang Bo was the master of the Underworld, so he was not unfamiliar with the curse of rebirth.

After he finished chanting the curse of rebirth, the ghosts in front of him disappeared.

Yang Bo put away the Blood Cloud Banner. Although it was a damaged treasure, its quality was not bad. If it could be repaired, it should still be of some use.

Yang Bo then looked at the Universal Bags of the two people, which made him a little disappointed. There was nothing good in their Universal Bags at all.

Even so, Yang Bo felt that it was not bad. After all, it was much better than nothing at all.

Originally, he thought that these things could not be brought out and could be brought out as treasures. It was no wonder that the Buddhist Sect insisted on entering the ruins of the Buddhist Kingdom.

Yang Bo was very curious, as if the situation of the ruins that every group of cultivators entered was different. Could it be that everyone wanted to kill the Evil Monk like him?

Was it possible that the scene of the Buddhist cultivators entering was different?

Yang Bo immediately thought of the scene of the scripture lecture that he had seen before. Could it be that the Buddhist cultivators had entered the place of the scripture lecture?

If he was lucky enough to hear the Buddha's lecture, it would be a great opportunity!

Yang Bo took out the Jade Plate and tried to contact everyone once again.

"I have already walked out. What I have experienced is the Baolin Temple. I don't know where to go next!"

"Should we discuss whether we should meet up or not?"

Number One: "We've also walked out, but we can't tell the direction."

"If we want to meet up, then what should we do?"

Number Two said, "There's no need to meet up. We've already entered the second illusion."

"The ruins of the ancient Buddhist Kingdom are formed from illusions. The second illusion realm we've seen is related to the first illusion realm!"

"Everyone, be careful. It's possible that we'll need to walk out of all the illusions before we can meet up!"

Number 4: "What a miserable fate! I originally thought that there would be treasures everywhere in the Buddhist Kingdom, but I never thought that it would turn out to be like this!"

"I've destroyed the enemy's treasures. I don't even know if I can bring the treasures out of here."

Yang Bo: "You can bring them out. You can try your best not to destroy the opponent's treasure!"

"Of course, all of this is on the premise that you can protect yourself!"

Number Four: "What a loss, what a loss!"

After Yang Bo chatted with the crowd for a while, he looked at the empty street in front of him and could only continue forward.2

Yang Bo faintly felt that if he continued to walk forward, he might be able to unveil the cause of the world's extinction.

This was a Buddhist Kingdom, and there was a temple in almost every street and alley.

Yang Bo even thought that if there were too many monks, the imperial court would not be able to control the world.

After walking for a few kilometers, Yang Bo saw several temples but did not stop.

Until he met a temple, he stopped.

Compared to the Baolin Temple, this temple was obviously more grand and magnificent. There was a tall tower in the temple. This tower was as white as jade and had twenty floors.

Yang Bo raised his head and stared at the pagoda. After counting it carefully several times, he could not help but be a little shocked.

This tower was too tall. Even a bigger temple would rarely build such a tower!

Yang Bo hesitated for a moment before he approached it.

The temple was also in ruins, and the red lacquered door had already lost its color. Some of the paintings on the walls of the corridor had already been peeled off, so they could not be seen clearly.

Chapter 7 - The Grand Tutor

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