Chapter 652 Mine Teaching

"The formation is broken..." Zhou Tong watched the black fog dissipate, revealing a city full of cracks. He then restrained his fists and returned to his previous calm state.

He strode forward, as if he was already the master of the entire Tianwu City.

However, in fact, it was almost the same. When Zhou Tong entered the city, all the senior officials in the city who had practiced the "God of War Demonic Scripture" knelt down. Everyone knelt on the ground to welcome Zhou Tong's arrival.

Their beliefs had long been destroyed and reshaped by Zhou Tong's fist and fighting spirit, and what they imagined in their hearts had been transformed from the demon to Zhou Tong. At this moment, Zhou Tong is the god they believe in.

Zhou Tong walked step by step on the avenue of Tianwu City, and he could easily feel that the power of faith was constantly blessing him. However, the power of these beliefs is still very mixed now, and once your thoughts are touched, you will feel polluted.

"The power of faith is indeed a taboo in this world... It is impossible to control the incense of faith without the "Future No Life Sutra"!" Zhou Tong was also speechless.

After truly coming into contact with these beliefs, Zhou Tong understood that if he accepted these incense ideas wholeheartedly, his beliefs would be distorted and transformed into a true god of war in their minds.

"This world's cultivation system has many drawbacks!" Feeling the power of faith, Zhou Tong sighed softly in his heart as he looked back at the surrounding Wugui Dao monks whose beliefs had been destroyed and reshaped.

This soul cultivation system emphasizes the "purity" of thoughts, but if a person's thoughts are too pure, what is the difference between a person and a robot?

What makes people human is their complexity. If you really need to get rid of these things, you will easily succumb once you encounter something more powerful.

Just like these monks of the Witch Ghost Path, Zhou Tong can easily rewrite the real God of War in their beliefs with his Dzogchen "War God Demon Sutra", deify himself and become their God of War.

Moreover, once this kind of belief is manipulated by others, you will hardly notice the change.

This is the reason why their thoughts are too pure. If their thoughts are a little more messy, they will naturally detect many problems.

Zhou Tong walked forward step by step, and soon came to the presence of the wizard Dao Yu Wutong and the remnant Jingren monk of the Great Zen Temple.

"Witch Ghost Dao Yu Wutong pays homage to the God of War!!" Yu Wutong knelt down and saluted Zhou Tong directly.

Zhou Tong nodded slightly and said: "From today on, the Witch Ghost Dao will be renamed the 'Mining Cult'!"

The Jing Nin monk on the side was slightly twitching, what a bad name, it was too vulgar, and when he heard it, he was talking about mining.

He glanced at Zhou Tong subconsciously and said to himself: "This human immortal must have discovered some treasure in the wilderness continent, so he just subdued us and let us dig mines for him!"

"Yes!" At this moment, Yu Wutong's soul thoughts were almost completely controlled by Zhou Tong, and there was no room for resistance. Of course, he would not resist, because in his heart, Zhou Tong was the God of War he imagined every day.

Zhou Tong motioned for him to stand aside, and then looked at a great monk next to Yu Wutong.

"Monk Jingren?" Zhou Tong looked at this person and spoke.

"Amitabha, I didn't expect that there would be a person as big as you in the world!" Monk Nian Nian said the Buddha's name with a mixture of exclamation and sigh in his voice.

Zhou Tong's eyes swept over the Jing Nin monk, and finally landed on the large bag he was carrying.

The material of this bag looks a bit strange. It is neither silk nor linen. It looks like leather, but it is not the skin of any kind of animal. And if you look closely, you can see that it is almost the same as human skin, and it is also the skin of a human being with no leakage pores.

Similarly, this big bag is tightly tied with a rope, and this rope is not made of ordinary silk and linen, but the tendons of some kind of creature. It seems that it is not the tendons of animals, but the tendons of humans.

At the same time, a huge trace of pure Yang power faintly escaped from the pocket.

This bag is surprisingly the Qiankun bag containing the heritage of the Daizen Temple! !

Zhou Tong continued: "Monk Jingren, you should know by now why I am looking for you!"

"Haha, I, the Jingren, have been hiding in the wilderness for twenty years since the Great Zen Temple was destroyed and I escaped and ascended to heaven. I have been hiding for twenty years, but I didn't expect that someone would still come to my door!" Monk Jingren! At this moment, I felt so sad that I couldn't help but laugh out loud.

But although his laughter was somewhat heroic, it also seemed desolate and sad. It seemed like a heroic figure who had conquered mountains and rivers and reached the end of his rope, which made those who heard it cry.

"Today, a human immortal came to my door. It means that I have exhausted all my endurance. But don't you know that I would rather be broken into pieces than to be destroyed? Let me see the true fighting power of a human immortal today!"

While the Jingren monk was laughing wildly, he suddenly pushed out with a palm, and his whole body was as powerful as a giant dragon and elephant.

"Dragon Elephant Seal!"

What the Jingren monk used was the unique skill of the Great Zen Temple - the Dragon Elephant Seal. During the transformation of his fist intention, it seemed as if a giant dragon and a giant elephant were constantly changing, with infinite power.

This was the all-out blow of the Jingren monk. The cassock on his body was swollen by this terrifying power. His whole body grew in size by half out of thin air. He looked like a protector in Buddhism.

However, as soon as the blow came out, it stopped abruptly.

Zhou Tong didn't make a move at all, he just glanced at him and pressed down an invincible fist that dominated the current situation, immediately suffocating the Jingren monk. All his movements and energy were instantly suppressed by Zhou Tong.

"You..." The Jingren monk was about to speak, but he seemed to have noticed something, and showed a look of shock. He no longer resisted, but allowed Zhou Tong to walk to him and take away the universe that he regarded as his life. Cloth bag.

"Yu Wutong, take me to the city lord's palace!" Zhou Tong got what he wanted, immediately withdrew his fist, and at the same time gave instructions to the side.

"Yes!!" Yu Wutong immediately walked up to Zhou Tong and led the way.

After the Jingren monk stood up to fight again, there was a hint of shock in his eyes: "That's right, this fist intention, this fist intention is exactly the same as Master Yinyue!! It's the "Now Tathagata Sutra"! He is actually me The descendant of Daizen Temple!!"

"It can be saved! The Great Zen Temple can be saved! With a human immortal alive, there is hope to rebuild the Great Zen Temple!!" Monk Jingren suppressed his excitement and roared in his heart.

But then, he was filled with worries: "But unfortunately, it is not the "Past Amitayus Sutra", and I don't know whether he is a descendant of the Great Zen Temple, or got the "Present Tathagata Sutra" by chance, or Is it someone from Daqian who snatched the "Now Tathagata Sutra"?"

"No, it can't be someone from Da Gan. If he was someone from Da Gan, he would have killed me long ago." The Jingren monk woke up from his excitement, but his heart was in a mess.

He wasn't sure what the immortal in front of him wanted to do.