Chapter 672: Statue of Fumo Temple

"Ahem..."
Lu Chen crawled out of the pit with a gray head and a gloomy expression. He was only joking with Bing Yu, but he refused to admit defeat and said something, but his magical third master heard it and told him Ride a roller coaster for free.
Sweeping the dust off his body, Lu Chen sacrificed Qingyue Shuo and jumped into it, turning into a blue streamer and disappearing.
Sitting in Qingyuesuo, Lu Chen's expression was a little awkward, and the time flew like an arrow, almost twenty years have passed all of a sudden.
I don't know if my parents are reunited now, what are the cultivation levels of the little friends in the Wasteland, Qingyu, and Profound Realm, and whether their little sisters are getting more and more beautiful.
Lu Chen returned home like an arrow. He did not go to Feixue City. According to the days he stayed in the Roudi Palace, his mother should have gone to the wasteland early, so I won't be redundant. This time the coordinates directly pass through the sea of ​​death to the north of the profound land. , Because the profound domain and the emperor domain are separated by a sea of ​​death.
The east of the Profound Territory borders the Blue Territory, and then the East of the Blue Territory borders the Desolate Territory, which belongs to the most desolate territory. As for the Easternmost Desolate Territory, it is the boundless turbulent flow of nothingness, even if the Holy King steps like a turbulent flow of nothingness It will die too.
Qingyue Shuo flew over the vast sea of ​​death for a long time, and in the distance, a continent appeared in Lu Chen's sight.
"Damn, this Qingyue Shuo really consumes Lingshi," Lu Chen murmured after seeing the mainland.
Because he started from the Roudi Palace, and now he sees the land of the Profound Realm, he has spent over a billion spirit stones to drive him. Fortunately, he has a lot of spirit stones. Otherwise, if there is no spirit stone drive in the sea of ​​death Without the fixed-point coordinates of the flying magic weapon, he might be lost in the vast ocean.
Finally, Lu Chen flew to the land, occasionally seeing the martial artist passing by, casting enviable eyes at his Qingyuesuo.
Lu Chen drove Qingyue Shuo to a prosperous city. In the middle of the city, there was a huge statue measuring one hundred meters high. The owner of the statue was a bald head, dressed in a robe, his hands folded, and he was smiling, like a Maitreya Buddha. .
Countless people knelt together around the statue, whispering to themselves, reciting scriptures that Lu Chen could not understand.
"Strange, what are these people doing?" Lu Chen had already collected Qingyuesuo and stood in the air, looking at this scene like a sacrifice with puzzled eyes.
"what"
Lu Chen narrowed his eyes slightly.
He found something strange. The people who were kneeling on the ground chanting the scriptures, as they chanted words, wisps of invisible power floated above their heads and blended into the huge black statue.
"This familiar breath seems to be similar to senior brother Jin Yingjun," Lu Chen said to himself.
His own senior brother Jin Yingjun and Wang Babao are the ones who like to steal the statues of the ancestors or heads of various sects, because the master of this kind of statue was a celebrity, a strong man of the sect, and established for the sect. He made great contributions and was respected by countless people.
Some people believe in, worship, and fear the owner of the statue, creating a belief invisibly.
The Jin Family of the Qingyu Zishan God of Wealth Clan, the practice method is to absorb faith, steal the statues of various celebrities, and absorb the power of faith to strengthen oneself.
There is another way, that is to walk the world, save the people in dire straits, disperse money, or save lives, it will make them grateful, and they can also absorb the power of faith.
And the statue in front of me seems to be absorbing the beliefs of sentient beings.
There are millions of people in this city, but at least tens of thousands of people kneel on the ground in front of the statue, praying devoutly, and the power of faith flows into the huge statue all the time.
"This shouldn't be a monk from Fumo Temple, right?" Lu Chen murmured.
When he left the profound realm, the profound realm was extremely chaotic. First, people in the cursed realm looked everywhere for people with mysterious patterns engraved on their backs. It is said that the blood of this kind of people is a kind of key. There is a of the cursed realm in the profound realm. To be sealed here, it is necessary to gather the blood of 98 people.
However, in order to find the ‘key’ to open the seal, the people of the curse world did not hesitate to massacre the city. It is estimated that there are billions of human beings who died in their hands.
Second, Fumo Temple suddenly transformed from a sacred Buddha to a fallen demon.
Fumo Temple, as the top power in the profound realm and a Buddhist cultivator, specializes in suppressing evil demon heads. Throughout the ages, Fumo Temple did not know how many demon heads were suppressed, but suddenly, all the demon heads suppressed were released. By these demon cholera green field.
The Fumo Temple itself also sent demon monks to recruit Tianjiao characters, and those who were targeted would directly convert to Buddhism like a demon.
Two or three things happened one after another, causing the profound domain to become turbulent.
However, Lu Chen felt that there should be no problem with the four masters sitting in the Profound Domain. Whether it is Fumo Temple, the hundreds of demon heads, or the Tianzun who is sealed in the Profound Domain, they are just small characters in front of the four masters. .
Moreover, these crises should have been eliminated after more than ten years of absence.
But Lu Chen didn't expect that Fumo Temple still existed.
Although there are many people bowing down to the statue, what the city should do, such as shopping for shopping, kiln shopping, kiln shopping, eating and eating, the city is functioning normally, as if they have become accustomed to all this.
Lu Chen took the opportunity to enter the city and came to a restaurant.
"Guest, may I ask you something to drink?" Xiao Er from the restaurant immediately greeted him with a smile on his face.
"Bring me a pot of your best wine" Lu Chen knocked on the table with one hand.
"Tao Sake, top-quality wine, a pot of five thousand spirit stones, please use it slowly," the shop Xiaoer took out a pot of wine from Na Jie and said with a smile.
After speaking, prepare to leave.
"Wait." Lu Chen stopped the shop second.
"Excuse me, does the guest officer need anything else?" Xiao Er asked, turning around.
"What happened to the statue in the center of the city?" Lu Chen asked.
Dian Xiaoer immediately showed a look of reverence in his eyes and talked endlessly: "Guest, it’s your first time to come to Profound Domain, haha, you don’t understand, I’ll tell you that the owner of the statue is a Buddha Lord, Fu Mo The temple was built by himself. It is said that the statue is an enemyless object from the nine heavens. The cultivation base is unpredictable. It is right to respect him anyway."
"Uh, why do you want to fear him? Also, what Fu Mo Temple did more than ten years ago caused many people to forcibly convert to the Demon Sect, but hasn't it been eliminated now?" Lu Chen asked puzzledly.
The shop Xiaoer smiled and said: "This Buddha Lord can give us benefits, we naturally respect him, the guest officer tell you this, I work in this restaurant for five hours a day, and the monthly salary is 8,000. Lingshi, calculate one hour's wages and one hundred and six Lingshi."
"But if you sincerely worship this Buddha in front of the statue, you can get five hundred spirit stones in one hour, and two hours is one thousand."
"Hehe, I also took a part-time job of worshipping the Lord Buddha. After work every day, I would go to the statue and worship for two hours. I got a thousand spiritual stones, and I felt happy."