Eat the incense of the world, I am actually the underworld

It dies wildly and brings misfortune to the underworld.

Facing the sudden attack of the mighty Vajra, Yang Ding, who had the cultivation level of a true immortal, clasped his hands together while shouting curses, raised a flying sword and galloped away.

"call out!"

The flying sword left no trace and arrived at the front of the mighty Vajra in an instant.

hum-

The next moment, the flying sword trembled, and the light printed on the monk's face.

Then they saw that the mighty Vajra actually put his hands together and held the flying sword in his palm with his body, making it difficult for him to move forward. The body-refining skills he displayed were shocking.

"Bald donkey! I ask myself, I have never offended you, so why are you going on such a killing spree?"

Yang Ding was horrified when he saw this. While questioning sternly, he waved his hand and took out a bronze seal, blew it up to the size of the palace, and smashed it with a roar.

"Amitabha, cause and effect repay each other, and it is true. Why should the donor pretend to be crazy?"

Vajra recited a Buddhist salute, and the beads in his hand rose into the air, hitting the bronze seal and stopping it effortlessly.

At the same time, his body swayed and 81 clones suddenly appeared.

Mo Chuan only took one glance and was so shocked that his breath suffocated.

However, under his clairvoyance, he saw that these clones actually possessed the power of vajra, and the surging Buddha's light bloomed around the clones like circles of colorful sun halos.

Without waiting for Mo Chuan to carefully distinguish the true from the false, these clones immediately stepped back on the curse wheel, formed the Vajra Demon Subduing Formation, and set up a heaven and earth net in the sky a hundred feet high. In an instant, bursts of Buddha's sound accompanied by Buddha's light, for the ruins. The city is plated with a layer of pure golden light.

Yang Ding and even the disciples of the Yang family who fled into the sky were also sealed within this small area.

"Old bastard, the Taoist master will cut off your turtle head and sacrifice it to me, the Yang family!"

Yang Ding was furious, and in his rage, he drew out another flying sword and struck at him.

Unexpectedly, before reaching the side of the mighty Vajra, his figure suddenly turned around and rushed into the air, apparently trying to escape.

"Boom--"

At the same time, the earth dragon turned over and the earth trembled, but he saw pieces of land around the city rising up, just like a Buddha lotus, with its petals blooming.

On top of the Buddha lotus, countless Yang family disciples were trying to escape, like ants on a hot pot, flying around among the petals, looking for flaws and gaps, trying to escape, but they could never find a way.

As a supervisor, Mo Chuan subconsciously looked at the vajra that the mighty Vajra had inserted in the city, and suddenly realized in his heart.

It turns out that this pestle not only wants to destroy the city, but also seals off the ground and kills everyone.

“Om A-Hum Banzagrupa Mahid-Hum!”

Faced with Yang's escape, Vajra lowered his eyebrows and recited the Padmasambhava mantra, also known as the Vajra Guru Mantra.

This mantra can purify all living beings!
"Ah-ah-"

"Do not--"

"mother--"

Under the solemn Buddha's light, the remaining people in the city suddenly screamed madly, and each one melted like a wax man in the dance of pain.

Yang Ding, who was rushing towards the sky, had not even touched the body of the Vajra Demon Subduing Array before he screamed and fell to the ground under the light of Buddha.

massacre!

This is completely a one-sided massacre!

Mo Chuan was expressionless.

With such cruel methods, those who know it are Buddhists, but those who don't know may think it is the devil's way!
In addition, the mighty Vajra displayed by him was far beyond the power of ordinary Vajra immortals, which moved him even more.

Although he is not in the realm of a true immortal, he has also fought against the true immortal Luan Shoulu and has a deep understanding of the true immortal's methods and energy.

Because of this, he was even more surprised by the methods displayed by the mighty Vajra.

After a while, the screams fell silent.

The world fell silent.

Looking down, I saw that the once bustling city had turned into a ruin that seemed to have been abandoned for thousands of years, with no bones or remnants of souls.

However, even so, Vajra still chanted Buddha's name and chanted sutras for a long time.

After making sure everything was safe, he put away his clone and pulled up the vajra.

The upturned lotus-petal-shaped earth around the city also shattered in an instant and collapsed into mud, making it difficult to discern traces of magical power. "Fa Ming's inner demon has been slain, please ask Fellow Taoist Youxu to examine it."

Vajra whispered.

Mo Chuan nodded, landed in the sky above the city, raised his hand, and used the soul-searching technique to perform secret luck.

After a while, he put away his magical powers, nodded and said, "The mighty Vajra is worthy of being the Vajra under the Arhat's throne. He has done his duty of eradicating evil and cleansing away dirt."

The mighty Vajra clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha."

As soon as the sound fell, the accompanying mages immediately moved towards the ruined city, using their magical powers to search.

If they get something, they will put it into their sleeves without blushing or heartbeat.

This is... a desperate situation!
Mo Chuan looked at this scene with complicated eyes, as if he couldn't bear it, turned around and flew towards the flying boat.

Daweijingang raised his head and glanced at Mo Chuan who was leaving, shook his head slightly, remained silent, and continued to monitor the city.

After his subordinates raided all the cities, they led the cultivators back to the flying boat and returned home.

Mo Chuan was sitting cross-legged in the cabin, silent, running thousands of miles, just to destroy the city and slaughter the clans. Opening the Eyes Arhat is really a great Buddha!

"Boom boom boom——"

Not long after, a monk knocked on Mo Chuan's door.

"Amitabha, the poor monk saw that fellow Taoist returned to the flying boat alone, but he felt unwell?"

"Thanks to the Master's care, Pindao is just a little tired."

"So that's it. These six kinds of damage to wealth and tainted by greed, I hope my Taoist friends can save one or two of them."

The monk raised his hand, took out a storage bag, and handed it over.

Seeing this, Mo Chuan was about to refuse, when the monk said as if he was guessing: "My Buddha said in the Great Ornament Sutra that gold is a poisonous snake, and it is also the food of the Tao for spreading the Dharma, benefiting people, and practicing. Fellow Taoists, please do not refuse."

Mo Chuan nodded: "In that case, Pindao will accept it."

"Amitabha, my fellow Taoist is indeed a person of enlightenment and enlightenment."

The monk praised him, then turned and left.

Mo Chuan watched the monk leave and remained silent.

Compared with the rush when they came, the return journey seemed much calmer. Half a month later, Mo Chuan and his party set foot on the land of Lumpi hub again.

After bidding farewell to King Kong Vajra, Mo Chuan went straight to the Buddhist temple where Yan Xianwu was worshiped.

When they met again, Yan Xianwu's appearance as a distinguished monk became more apparent.

The whole body is exuding the light of Buddha, and it has obviously transferred from Taoism to Buddhism.

Mo Chuan reported the demise of the Yang family. Although Yan Xianwu had already received the news, he was still filled with sadness when he heard Mo Chuan's personal statement at this time.

"The Yan family and the Yang family have been eliminated since then, and the poor monk can worship Buddha with peace of mind!"

Yan Xianwu, no, it should be explained that the monk let out a long sigh, and all the remaining demonic obstacles in his heart were swept away.

Mo Chuan's face was expressionless when he saw this, and he didn't know how to evaluate it.

"Fellow Taoist has the power to exterminate demons. Haitao Street is short of a Zuo Yuan. Could you please take up the post?" Fa Ming said.

"Thank you so much, Master. I am a poor Taoist who is devoted to cultivating the Tao. Be careful not to have any other distractions."

Fa Ming was startled and looked a little surprised. He pondered for a long time and said: "Since my Taoist friend has given up his intention to leave, the poor monk will not retain him."

Mo Chuan stood up and held his hands in his hands: "Farewell!"

After saying that, leave calmly.

Returning to the beauty salon again, the door was closed, and the "Closed" sign at the door had already gathered a layer of dust.

"Tsk, you are very careful and know how to keep a good door open for poor people."

In the midst of teasing, Mo Chuan opened the door and glanced around the hall. Everything was as before.

He waved his hand to sweep away the accumulated dust, then sat on the recliner, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Not long after, a stick of incense came slowly and engulfed his figure.

When the smoke and dust dispersed, Mo Chuan also disappeared into the museum.