Snowy, Kunlun Mountains.

　　 The pilgrimage road has withered. There are not many believers who still believe in the Vajra Sect.

　　 People no longer preach that the King of Dharma is infinitely powerful, but instead Xuanluyuan Bodhisattva's compassion and Pudu. New temples have been built, and the tablets and statues of Bodhisattva have begun to spread among the tents of herdsmen.

　　Today, the saint stepped on the holy road, and the people in the snowy area along the way saw him, noble and majestic, magnificent and solemn. Seeing him is like seeing the other shore and redemption, and seeing the ultimate beauty.

　　 People put down their work, whether it is a commoner, a nobleman, a merchant or a farmer, they gather and follow in the footsteps of the saint.

　　 Take off your shoes, feel the snow, soil, gravel, and rocks where the saint stepped on with the soles of your feet, and feel the cold earth and fiery heart.

　　 They were full of energy, staring at his back, never resting.

　　 From the first step of the saint’s step into the snowy area, they knew that their king was here!

　　 The swordsman in white followed the Saint, his posture was solemn and his expression relaxed.

Lu Zhengkanghua’s body is twelve feet long, with antlers three feet on his head. He is a real giant. His white monk robe floats slightly like a sparse moonlight. He walks barefoot, leaving large and distinct footprints. The feet are round and plump. Seeing is happy.

　　He walked towards the King Kong Sect step by step. Since he passed by here, there is no need for this evil sect that distort Buddhism to continue to exist.

　　From the capital, to the snowy area, and passing through Shanxi along the way, his beautiful body was admired by countless people. The name of Luyuan has spread far, so believers all over the world are also gathering towards him.

　　 Lu Zhengkang could feel that it was like blood flowing back to the heart, and the believers in the Pure Land Pearl were heading for the sun.

　　The temples in Shanxi, Gyeonggi, Jingbei, and Huainan have mostly converted to the Luyuan Bodhisattva, so these monks, along with devotees and lay priests, rushed first.

　　 The pilgrimage team has exceeded 100,000 people. They bring their own dry food and tents, and there are temporary settlements on the leeward along the way.

　　 These people help each other, rest when they are tired, eat when they are hungry, and go out for these physical activities, the only thing they have to do is follow Lu Zhengkang.

　　The team is mixed with fish and dragons, but once evildoers appear, they will be stopped by knights and monks. They will be judged spontaneously by the masses, either expelled, or directly killed.

　　 Under the power of faith, such pilgrims are tenacious, tough, and noble.

　　 When such a team advances into the depths of the snowy area and marches among the towering, beautiful and wild hills of Kunlun Mountain, it is like a mass of fire, coating the everlasting profound ice with a mess of colors. If one person is just an ant, then tens of thousands of ordinary people, when their minds converge, when they speak with one voice and walk in one direction, then this is a giant standing upright!

　　 Human is composed of countless cells in the body, and such a collective is also composed of countless individuals, so the leader is the most intelligent brain.

　　 But Lu Zhengkang is not a brain.

　　 He cannot be included in the pilgrimage group.

　　 It is certain fragments of Lu Zhengkang who really dominate these people, a part of him, and this is also abstract, it is the divinity of Lu Zhengkang that people imagined.

　　 Lu Zhengkang itself is much more complicated than this.

　　 He is not a leader.

　　He is a shepherd.

　　……

　　 Immeasurable King Kong Sect.

　　 The majestic and handsome palace stands on a steep hillside, and the red and white border wall glows beautifully and dazzlingly against the scorching sunlight at noon. There are golden roofs, treasure towers, and aquarius stars densely covered with brilliant golden light, noble and majestic.

　　The King Kongzong stands on the mountain, steadily tall, reaching the highest point, overlooking the vast land of thousands of miles.

　　 A total of 754 lamas gathered on the wide square in front of the temple, led by King Kampot, five Ming kings, and six supreme masters. They stared at the east, and the turbulent crowd could be seen on the horizon.

　　The comer is not good.

　　 His Holiness Kampot realized that today is the time to decide the fate of the Immeasurable King Kong Sect.

Behind you are my own temples. These ancient buildings have withstood hundreds of years of wind, snow, earthquakes, and lightning strikes, and they have been continuously repaired. Shenwa will also go with the people.

　　 Kampot does not allow this to happen, and he does not think that today is a dead end.

　　 Ten thousand sheep gathered together are no match for a lion, because the sheep are timid, and their cowardly personality will make them choose to escape.

　　 It is not that he has not experienced crusades in the past, but there has never been a battle of this scale.

　　 Just defeat the leader...

that person……

　　 Gongbu narrowed his eyes.

　　 is different, this is not a sheep.

　　 Lu Zhengkang's gaze made contact with the King.

　　 Kampot shuddered suddenly.

The world was swallowed by those eyes. He only saw a large area of ​​darkness and chaos, and the silent turbulence hit his body. He felt a sharp pain and frowned. This was not unbearable for him. This was terrible. If the world can only torture him mentally, then Kampot will never give in.

　　 A little white light illuminates in the ignorance, expands, and extends out the huge body.

　　 The pair of jade-like antlers released a clear color, and on his solemn face, a pair of gentle eyes looked at him.

　　 Kampot was very uncomfortable with this high gaze. He felt that his life trajectory was being spread out, as if his memory had been made into a book.

　　 In fact, this is indeed the case. The King has insulted human kindness throughout his life. His philosophy is violence and terror. Everything that should be defeated by him is enslaved by him.

　　 Kampot saw the boundless anger turned into an ocean, and he was suddenly thrown into it by the palm of his hands, and the flames poured into his chest along his nose.

　　 scorching heat, this extremely painful.

　　 Kampot's twisted face showed a ferocious smile.

　　 In his withered body, three changhong lights up, and six round wheels light up, and a little bit of void above his head is also lit with star-spotted color.

　　 Out of terror, get out of hell.

　　The first order of God, supreme yoga!

　　 The illusion is shattered in front of him~lightnovelpub.net~ Kampot moved his eyes away, not daring to see Lu Zhengkang again.

　　 Ming Wang Sangzhu next to him asked with concern: "His Lord, how are you doing?"

　　 Kampot sighed, "My friends, the boundless and infinite Buddha Tathagata Buddha will usher in its greatest enemy today."

　　 "Sakyamuni Buddha, Master Nanwu." The lamas chanted the Buddha's name together in a tragic and majestic posture, as if they were a group of great martyrs.

　　 No matter how long the road is, it will finally come to an end. After three months of sleepless trek, Lu Zhengkang finally came here.

　　All the monks actually saw his body for the first time.

　　 Suddenly, many young lamas were unsteady, trembling to kneel down, but they were immediately stopped by the people around them.

　　 Kampot stepped forward, "What has this master come to?"

　　 Luyuan Bodhisattva smiled, stretched out his right palm, and a small Mount Sumeru floated between his palms.

　　His voice is deep and deep, like the sound of a hollow bell, echoing for thousands of miles.

　　 "The evil spirit is outside, today I will send you to a heavy reincarnation!"

　　 Before the words fell, Kampot's face suddenly changed, and he suddenly waved a palm.

　　 A big Buddha appeared above the sky, with golden light shining all over the sky, and the palms were also out.

　　 A big palm print flew out of Kampot's hand, wrapped in a violent wind, covering a radius of one hundred meters, the earth shook, the stone bricks shattered and flew, the sky changed color for a time, and the sun and the moon were dark!

　　 It’s not two mistakes, the Buddha is like one, the big day is like a palm!

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