Chapter 2317: Faith into god

Not waiting for the inquiry, Lin Xun replied on his own: "Plundering the road is willing!"
The pupil of the skull was slightly picked up, and it seemed to be aware of the seriousness of the problem.
In the dark world, the Tibetan and Tibetan circles have been rooted in countless years, and there are countless cities in the territory under their control. In each of these cities, Tibetan temples are built.
If it is to collect the willingness of the road, after the accumulation of countless years... How much is the avenue of savings accumulated in the Tibetan and Tibetan circles?
And what is the purpose of collecting so many roads?
"The road is divided into two kinds of powers, one is to set a ambition on the road of its own way, to prove the heavens and the way, to open up new ways, or to create a law that has not existed in ancient and modern times. It is impossible to plunder."
曦 Slowly open the mouth, "One kind is the will of all beings, and the beliefs of all beings can continue to gain the blessing of the power of all beings, so that on the way, they can control the infinite power, and even shape the merits, immortality, and immortality. Forever."
"In my opinion, the willingness of the sentient beings collected by the Tibetans is only to create a meritorious deed for a powerful person."
"When you have the merits, you are like the of faith in all beings. As long as the beings are prolonged, the people of their faith can be immortal."
After listening to it, Lin couldn't help but he was the first to hear about the merits of the virtues and the of faith.
"It sounds like a fascinating way of cultivation. In the eyes of the real ancestors, this way of making people's willingness to become a 'god' is a trick."
I explained it a bit.
Throughout the ages, there have been only two ways for the ancestors to break through their realm and seek higher ways.
One is to go to the other side of the world to verify the new avenue strength.
One is to collect the willingness of all beings, to seek the transformation of their own way with the power of faith, and thus to pass the threshold of the empire.
The second way has great drawbacks.
Seeking breakthroughs with the power of all living beings will be shackled by all beings!
This means that even if it is a way of breaking through the ancestors of the ancestors, it will create a new transformation, like the of the hearts of all beings, control the incredible power, immortality, and perpetuity.
In the same way, the way of life will stop here, the sentient beings will continue to be extended, and the road will not break through!
Speaking of this, the voice becomes cold. "The reason why this way is a trick is that the role that is driven by the will of the living beings will often replace the will of the beings with their own will. Likes and dislikes, instead of the likes and dislikes of all beings! The life and death of all beings are between their thoughts!"
"Is this not the same as enslaving sentient beings?" Lin looked at his heart.
Ruan said: "The most terrible thing is that if you are against a person who has a golden body, you will be right against all beings. You will be accused by thousands of people, and you will be reviled. Even if you die, you will be left in the historical years. , has been poked by the generations."
"And if you kill such a 'God', it will kill the hearts of all beings!"
"So I said, this is a bad road."
After listening to it, Lin Xun couldn't help but hold it, and his heart was cold. This way of cultivation was indeed something he had never heard before.
If the Tibetan community collects the will of all beings, it is to believe in "God". It is conceivable that once such a "God" really appears, it is chilling.
"However, you don't have to worry too much. This evil road is not so good. If there is a slight difference in the pool, it will be countered by the power of all living beings, causing the body to eliminate the evil."
He said, "At least as far as I know, there are thousands of ways in this world. Each has its own way of cultivation. It has a long history. It is only this evil path. If it appears, it will be destroyed. After all, the world is full of people, countless monks. I don’t want my will and my will to be manipulated, just like being enslaved, life and death can’t help myself.

Lin searched for a nod.
He vaguely understood that the Tibetan community dared to collect the will of the people in such a blatant manner. First, because this place is a dark world, the order does not exist.
The second is because the existence of the will of the sentient beings has many magical uses. Most of the world's monks, even in the holy world, are willing to seal the Zen with the will of all beings!
Like the avenueless clock, there has been an incredible willingness of all beings.
The "print of sentient beings" controlled by Lin Xun's loess body is also a kind of imperial power for all living beings.
Under these circumstances, I am afraid that all the people up and down, no one believes that the Tibetan and Tibetan circles dare to take the world by storm and embark on this evil path.
"If this land is not removed, it will be a disaster."
Lin searched for a quiet voice. From a long time ago, he had an instinctive resistance and rejection to the Tibetan and Tibetan circles. Until now, it has become increasingly disgusting and hostile.
Said, he probed.
At the foot of the faceless Buddha statue on the altar, an entrance emerges, and the light rains.
To enter it, just like entering from the foot of this faceless Buddha statue, it is like a sly.
I screamed coldly and waved.
The dazzling light of the road swept out.
In the roar of the roar, this faceless Buddha statue standing there for many years, suddenly turned into a powder, disappeared.
He and Lin Xun entered the entrance.
At the end of the entrance is the Tibetan community.
A world of secrets like a pure land of Buddhism, the heavens and the clouds, the mountains and rivers, there is a holy black Buddha light, and ancient and Zhuangsu temple buildings can be seen everywhere.
The bursts of the Sanskrit sounded in the void, and the air seemed to circulate a magical charm.
When Lin Xun and Yi’s figure appeared, they suffered a siege from all sides.
"kill!"
"Overcoming these two heretics!"
The violent drink, like the sound of the thunder, reveals the majesty, and sees the tide like the figure rushing, each wearing a black coat, eyes are indifferent, surrounded by black Buddha light.
They may hold a scorpion, a scepter, a ruler, a dust, or a blue light, a Buddha's seal, a scripture, a wooden fish, or a magical method of spreading Buddha's sacredness.
Hundreds of thousands, together with the attack, the momentum is extremely spectacular, all of a sudden, this piece of heaven and earth is caught in a roaring chaos, Baoguang circulates, and the Dharma is thousands.
But these scenes, which may threaten Lin Xun and Yi.
I don’t have to take a shot at all, and I’m seeing Lin’s figure.
There are countless dazzling swords and swords that are like the wind and the sea.
Bang!
Eight million swords, sweeping nine heavens.
In an instant, the land in all directions is like being crushed again. There are countless Tibetans in the collection, and all of them are crushed by the Huanghuang Jianqi. The thick blood and blood show the potential of the sky, and the area is submerged. .
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Lin Xunzi looked far away and said: "The generations of the Tibetans, who claim to be fearless of life and death, perhaps... this is their tradition."
The voice just fell.
There was another shocking cry in the distance.
I saw countless black robes, indifferent and resolute sorrows, like a black cloud, whistling from a distance.
It’s so dense that it’s not at the end!
Before that killing scene, how terrible, changed to be a general monk, afraid that when he learned the danger, he would not dare to commit crimes.
But those Tibetans who are Tibetans are indifferent, killing in groups, as if life and death have long been ignored by them.
Lin looked at him and said: "It seems that they have already noticed that we are coming, but they are doing this, how stupid, they are not worried that we will kill their descendants?"
"look."
He said, the detective grabbed it, and from the thick blood of the sky filled with the heavens and the earth, he took a glimpse of the will of all beings.
In an instant, Lin Xun understood. "They are not afraid of death, but their own will and mind, and they have been enslaved by the will of the people!"
"Yes, there is no shortage of people in the world who are not afraid of death. It is impossible for everyone in a sect to be afraid of death."
He said, "When the Tibetans who were killed by you before the death of the Tibetans, the willingness of the living beings attached to them will be integrated into this world of secrets, and they will be captured and refining."
"This means that the more people we kill in the land, the more people will be able to gain more from this world."
Lin can not help but feel cold, is the other party deliberately let these descendants come to die?
"kill!"
When talking, the countless black-skinned monks have already been overwhelmed and killed, and no one is afraid of death.
"Go, go to the other's nest first, kill the land and teach the virtual wind Buddha!"
These small characters, Lin Xun will not be in the eyes, the first time to make a decision, and together with the shackles, move away from the void.
With their power, there is no way to stop along the way, just like a long drive straight into the wind, and immediately rushed out of the encirclement.
In the distance, a mountain of mountains stands tall and clear, and if the body is bathed in the darkness of the night, the black Buddha light is scattered.
At the top of the mountain, there is an altar like an altar. From the sky, the shape of the altar is like a closed eye!
A bronze lamp is like a ribbon, surrounded by the mountains, the Buddha lights burning, and the light of the bursts.
At this time, all the figures were on the altar, and no matter how old or young, they all exuded the horrible power of the emperor.
Headed by a man who is long and thin and looks like a mountain, holding a string of black rosary, his eyes filled with heart-rending indifference.
Virtual Wind Buddha!
The Tibetans in the Tibetan world are also a god-like figure in the dark world.
The figures behind him are the emperors of the emperor.
When seeing Lin Xun’s figure coming from a distance, the Emperor Fengdi did not have any panic, and the same was true of the emperors around him.
Everyone, look and breath, has an extreme indifference.
"I don't go to hell, who goes to hell. If you can blame Lin Daoyuan for this heresy and death, it can be regarded as a merit."
The imaginary wind Buddha opened his mouth, his voice was cold and there was no mood swing.