Chapter 1170 Who can distinguish between gods and demons (45)
There is nothing to fear.
Because he knew that she was going to be resurrected.
Three million years ago, her heart was burned by fire and she died. Her soul was turned into ashes and turned into countless particles scattered in the six realms.
In order to save her, Jun Qian sat quietly in the sea of clouds for three million years, tearing apart the lower realm of his soul body, looking for fragments of her soul, and helping her live and die for hundreds of lives and reunite her souls.
Success or failure is decided.
Even if the Thirteen Golden Buddhas return to the lower realm, they can't stop it.
"To sacrifice the six realms for the sake of a mere false soul, you are really extremely confused!"
The golden Buddha is angry and you can't do your job.
But looking at his current appearance, he doesn't care about his life or death at all. It's obvious that he has already been prepared.
"It was time for me to strengthen my holy body. All of this is what I should bear."
"Confused! Confused!"
As he said that, the golden thread tightened, directly wrapping around Jungan and sealing it. Blood flowed all over the floor. The golden thread would be deeply embedded in the bones and blood, causing you to suffer from splitting of skin and flesh, tearing of bones and flesh, and finally... Die from torture!
"You are a destined Dharma Buddha, but now you have betrayed the laws and regulations and are sentenced to death today. Do you have anything to say?"
Jun Gan was prostrate on the ground, his satin-like long black jade hair was spread on the ground, his snow-white skin was already stained with blood, his handsome face was somewhat distorted by the gold thread, his shallow eyes were bloodshot, and dazzling golden light emitted from his body.
He smiled lightly, showing no fear.
"Jun Gan has nothing to say."
The Golden Buddha was furious and helpless. Now, as long as he is willing to pull back from the brink and eradicate the ancient demons from the lower realms, he will still be the ancestor of Dharma and Buddha who is in charge of the laws of the six realms.
But now Jun Qian is indeed full of determination, and his determination to die has not wavered in the slightest.
That woman's hatred seemed to have been transferred to him. After destroying the Five Realms, he showed no mercy.
When it comes to these things, he is still the same Dharma Buddha with a golden body and a jade heart, who is ruthless and has no desires, but he treats Zhou Ye differently!
What went wrong?
Jun Qian is a natural Dharma Buddha, and no one is more suitable than him. If he hadn't decided to do this, the Thirteen Golden Buddhas would have definitely given him a chance.
Now that the matter has come to this, it is better to deal with this betrayer of Buddhism quickly, and then train the next Dharma Buddha to succeed him.
Jungan fell into the blood.
The thick fog in the bamboo house completely enveloped his body. Slowly, slowly, the ground beneath him collapsed like a swamp. Junqian, whose soul was torn apart by golden threads and died, was slowly swallowed by the swamp. Followed and disappeared.
The Thirteen Golden Buddhas returned to their thrones and occupied the thirteenth level of the sky. They were surrounded by seats and a soft golden light appeared.
"That Lingxizi has not cultivated enough to be qualified for the position of Dharma and Buddha."
"Zhu Ke's soul and body are not pure enough and are not qualified."
"The same is true for Gorgon."
……
During the Golden Buddha Business Discussion, the Big Golden Buddha, who had been sitting quietly at the top of the table, with his hands clasped and his eyes downcast, slowly spoke.
"The immortal Qingli Taoist heart is stable and the Buddha's roots are excellent, so he is designated as the next Dharma Buddha ancestor."
The Big Golden Buddha spoke, and all the Golden Buddhas thought about it and nodded in agreement.
"Although you are not born with a Buddha's heart, it is rare for you to cultivate such a Buddha's heart the day after tomorrow. Then let's make Qingli a Dharma Buddha."
When the Nine Heavens Sanskrit came to the world, Qingli, who was meditating in the quiet and remote valley far away, heard the sound of chanting in her ears. For a moment, her shins trembled all over her body. She knelt down and let the golden light from the sky envelope her whole body. The life-binding golden lock fell on his neck.
"Ren Qingli Immortal, the ancestor of Dharma and Buddha, brings gold to sweep down the lower realms to ward off demons and ensure peace!"
(End of chapter)