"Do you think I dare?" Li Qingshan sneered. [〈〈
God Garan was shocked. There was no sense of awe in this son. He couldn't help but question: "Do you know, what does this big Leiyin Temple and this statue of Buddha mean?"
Li Qingshan glanced away, and answered calmly: "One ruined temple and one clay sculpture."
The Great Leiyin Temple has indeed become dilapidated, but compared to the original solemn emptiness, the grass grows with warblers and the trees are full of shade, but it appears to be full of vitality.
The bright moon is sky, clear light is shining all over, bodhisattvas and arhats, sitting quietly in the mottled light and shadow, seem to have the joys and anger of mortals.
Only the statue of Tathagata that was held hostage by Li Qingshan was still smiling but not smiling, without sorrow or joy.
Boom boom boom!
He knocked on the head of the Buddha statue: "Wrong, it's not a clay sculpture, it's gold, but for my generation, gold and mud are no different..."
"That's it, that's it..."
The wrath of God Kalan also became clear, this statement was not deliberately slandering Buddhism, but the most true thought.
This attitude, this attitude, is too familiar!
Outside the vast sea, those red gold eyes stared at all of this silently, with a stupefied smile: "Tathagata, you have today, this kid is so interesting! Interesting, so interesting!"
"This son is more dangerous than the demons of the Demon Realm! You must never let him leave this place!"
God Garan suddenly made up his mind. He clasped his hands together and bowed to Kong Yao Yao: "Tell the Lord, please forgive the disciples for their incompetence and can't protect the Three Jewels..."
"Wait! I just talk about it casually, you don't actually have to take it seriously."
Li Qingshan's expression froze, he had already guessed what Kalan God was going to say next. Here comes this trick again. You are the great god of Buddhism, so what about good faith
The abbot of Yangon was dumbfounded and thoughtful: "The broken temple clay sculpture?"
Li Qingshan didn't wait for the god Garan to lift the table, hugged the Buddha statue with his arms, twisted his waist, and threw hard: "Go!"
Whoosh! The statue of Tathagata rushed straight into the sky, passing in front of the Kalan God.
At the same time, Li Qingshan stepped on his feet, grabbed the abbot of Yangon, and soared into the air. The moment he jumped down the cliff, he spread his wings and whizzed through the air.
Kalan God flew to the sky, holding the statue of Tathagata Buddha in his palm, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Although he has made up his mind, it is best to not damage the Buddha statue.
The eyes of the gods are like electricity, and they swept away coldly, "Naughty animal, your limit is here!"
Li Qingshan's vest shuddered and looked back.
The god Garan descended from the sky and respectfully returned the Buddha statue to the Daxiong Hall. Without the slightest urgency, with such a little distance, he can catch up in an instant, how can the gods pass the real god quickly, besides this is the world of bliss, where can he escape
Catch turtles in the urn, and you can't escape death!
Li Qingshan also knew it well, the evil started from his heart, and his anger grew to the side of the gall. He suddenly stopped, turned to face the Lingshan under the cold moon, wrinkled his eyebrows and wrinkled his nose, opened his eyes, and revealed a hideous face.
"Have you enough scolding?!"
A strange color flashed in God Garan's eyes, this son often unexpectedly, under the pressure of his divine might, he dared to stop and turn to face. This kind of courage, this kind of courage, is what a god will have.
He is more determined to kill, and if he is not killed today, it will become a major disaster in the future.
The halberd pointed at Li Qingshan: "Naughty animal, what can you do with me?"
"Try to know!"
Li Qingshan touched his arms, grabbed the "moving mountain order", and waved towards Lingshan.
In an instant, there was a loud noise shaking the earth. Under the cold moon, Lingshan slowly fell over, pressing on the god Garan.
God Garan was stunned: "No, this is impossible! This is absolutely impossible! How can a mere genius have such power!"
"Now you can worship again." Li Qingshan sneered and raised his eyebrows, learning from the voice of God Garan: "Please forgive the disciple's incompetence, even this big Leiyin Temple can't be protected, oooooooo! Hahahaha!"
God Garan watched the mountain pressure coming, if he wanted to dodge, he would naturally avoid it, but this is Lingshan!
It was his original mission to guard this Nalanda Temple. The bricks, tiles, vegetation, and trees here are all entrusted with aspirations and glory that outsiders cannot understand.
With a roar, he not only did not escape, but opened his arms, slammed his chest against the fallen mountain, and exhausted all his power to support Lingshan.
The abbot of Yangon watched this scene blankly, and suddenly burst into tears. Reaching out, seems to want to help the God of Kalan!
Rumble and rumbling, in the squeezing and collision of two forces, countless towers collapsed, and the murals of the statues shattered.
The blue veins on the forehead of God Garan were exposed, and his muscles were knotted. He stubbornly resisted Lingshan and tried to straighten it, but destroyed more temple towers.
His eyes were about to split, and he gritted his teeth: "Li, Qing, Shan!"
This lion roar was full of violence.
Li Qingshan was blasted into the air, his bones creaked and his body was full of cracks, and he sipped a bit of blood: "Very well, you finally remember my name!" It aroused the fierceness in his heart: "Today I am buried. Here, let you know what pain is!"
Earth fire, geomancy, ox-tiger-scale turtles, the small world is all in motion, all the power is poured into the mountain-moving order, and then he waved hard at Lingshan: "Pour it to me!"
Lingshan continued to fall, and God Garan gradually couldn't hold it back. He opened his eyes in despair, dazed to see a huge figure behind Li Qingshan, a pair of orange lion-like eyes staring at him.
"Great Sage Moving Mountain!"
In the distant overseas country, those red golden eyes blinked: "Stupid lion..." I smiled unconsciously: "Fourth brother..."
The abbot of Yangon couldn't bear it anymore and yelled: "Li Qingshan, stop, stop! If this goes on, it will be all ruined, all ruined!" He hid his face and cried bitterly, before he knew it, he had become like Li Qingshan. As old as every time.
Li Qingshan let go of him: "Monk, I'm here to smash him to death, you run away! Let's publicize the truth about you, let's not come here in vain!"
Although he didn't know what the abbot of Yangon had discovered in this large Leiyin Temple that made him so shaken, it should be against Buddhism in short.
"No, I can't!" The abbot of Yangon looked worried.
Li Qingshan stared at him: "Then come and kill me! This is the easiest way to protect Lingshan and Buddhism." He now poured all his power into the Mountain Removal Order, and he couldn't resist it.
"I can't." Yangon abbot shook his head.
"Oh, why are you so troublesome?"
Li Qingshan took a violent step forward, pushed down the mountain inch by inch, and resolutely competed with the gods!
Under the pressure of these two divine powers, Lingshan gradually shattered and collapsed.
The god Garan roared and still refused to give up, and was submerged by hundreds of millions of tons of earth and rocks.
Lingshan fell.
Main hall, pagoda, bell tower;
Goddess, dragon elephant, scripture;
Bodhisattva, Arhat, King Ming;
Dust belongs to dust, and dirt belongs to soil. (To be continued.) 8