The immortal is beside me

Chapter 104: In the Name of Destroying Buddhism, He Returns to the Buddhist Land

"All targets have been found."

Outside the Mogao Grottoes scenic area, Wu Yangchun led the last tourist out of the chaotic area and reported through the headphones.

After the brother and sister, they went on to find the remaining dozen or so lost tourists.

Like the two children, these tourists were also not infected. They had no idea that they were walking in the spiritual disorder area just now. They just thought they were lost in the scenic area. When they saw the specialists appear, most of them were surprised.

After handing these tourists over to a specialized soul-repairing medical worker, Wu Yangchun took out the talisman from his pocket and turned around to re-enter the venue.

According to the mission process, all the mortals stranded in the chaotic area have been evacuated, and the next step is to clean up the remaining Buddhist spiritual power here.

"Do we really have to clear them all out?"

He asked as he walked up to the captain, a hint of hesitation in his words.

Before his eyes, the scenes on all sides were still distorting and changing. Sometimes it was a sky full of fire meteors, sometimes it was an army holding up the Tang flag in front of Shazhou City, and sometimes it was the prosperous and beautiful Anxi under the rule of the Guiyi Army. Many scenes flashed by like a kaleidoscope.

Just now, while walking in the chaotic area, he had already read all the historical fragments contained there and was truly shocked by the information contained in those images. However, if all the remaining spiritual energy here was completely eliminated, these precious historical materials would no longer exist.

"According to data from monitoring stations, the level of Buddha's power is currently rising across Ganzhou. If left unchecked, this chaotic area will continue to spread. Even if it doesn't affect humans now, it's hard to predict what changes it will cause in the future."

The leader said, "Everything that needs to be recorded has been recorded. Let's clear the rest."

The words reached everyone's earphones. Years of training had conditioned the specialists to not question anything. Despite some hesitation, they stepped forward and placed the Soul-Destroying Talismans everywhere.

Spiritual energy seeped out, and invisible magic began to spread. The surrounding scene slowly dissolved, revealing a golden sky. The clouds on all sides were already stained with a layer of golden Buddha light. Although it was only two or three in the afternoon, the sky looked like it was setting in the evening.

As the captain said, the Dharma is still spreading. At this time, the various teams of the Environmental Sanitation Bureau are still fighting fires in various areas. It is rare to see a team like theirs proceeding so smoothly.

The reason why they were able to succeed was the cause and effect left over from thousands of years ago.
An inexplicable emotion surged in his heart. Wu Yangchun turned his head back and was about to say something to his teammates, but he saw something flash beside his eyes, and then a series of human figures appeared in his pupils, which made his expression suddenly change.

At this moment, the dozen or so people around him also changed color along with him.

Before they knew it, they were surrounded by figures, each wearing the same Anxi Army armor, standing beside them as guards, the same figures standing beside the tourists.

It was as if something had suddenly dawned on Wu Yangchun, and he shuddered all over.

Like the tourists, they hadn't felt their souls being infected since they entered the area.

They are also people from the Central Plains, and these old causes and effects are also protecting them.

"According to the immortal's wishes, we will protect our compatriots from the Central Plains and return home."

In the gradually dissolving scene, the phantoms slowly opened their mouths, and the low voices echoed in the mind, as if they had floated from thousands of years ago.

Everyone fell silent. They all knew that this was just an illusion from a thousand years ago. The masters of the shadows had long been buried under the loess, but their remaining karma still continued the will of the old "immortal".

Wu Yangchun opened his mouth. He knew these were merely illusions created by the Buddha's teachings, devoid of consciousness. But after seeing what had just happened, he couldn't help but want to speak.

"The people of Central Plains have returned to their hometown." He said to the Buddha shadow, "Our hometown is right under our feet." The dissolving scene seemed to fluctuate, and the shadows in front of him murmured, as if they recognized the current situation because of these words.

“Fellow countrymen.”

They raised their dusty faces and met the commissioners' gazes: "Where is the Central Plains now?"

A look of surprise appeared in everyone's eyes. Wu Yangchun pondered for a moment and spoke again.

“The Central Plains is still there.”

Fragments of light fell before his eyes, and the shadows dissolved along with the scene. In the halo, these soldiers from 1,200 years ago smiled.

"Really? Zhongyuan is still there."

The illusory figures gradually turned into fragments of light, and they slowly raised their heads and looked towards a certain direction on the horizon.

"The Immortal is still standing with you."

These words startled all the commissioners in front of them. They subconsciously looked in the direction they were heading, and saw a figure floating in the air under the sky filled with Buddha's light, with red-gold flames dancing around him.

Is it a monk? When did he appear?

Everyone was shocked. They had seen a similar scene just now. Twelve hundred years ago, a man carrying blazing flames appeared in the sky. All the causes and consequences of this place were caused by him.

The immortal still stood with them. Could it be that this person was
The next moment they realized the situation, the fire in the sky suddenly became brighter.

The flames danced, and the sky and the earth were burning. It seemed as if a hole was burned in the sky. The golden clouds in the sky instantly disappeared without a trace, and even the Buddha's light in the sky was suppressed by it.

Everything is just as it was a thousand years ago, yet it seems even more powerful than before.

Under the burning sky, a figure holding a blazing fire stepped on the clouds, slowly raised his eyes, and his gaze fell on a magnificent Buddhist temple at his feet.

Zhou Qing blinked lightly, and the invisible energy in his eyes turned into a wave that swept across the world. The huge wave was centered on the Buddhist temple, surging in all directions, distorting time and space, and infecting souls.

That was the Buddhist tradition known as the Pure Land. Driven by certain laws, the Buddha's will was rapidly expanding, attempting to shroud everything in its pervasive light. Past karma was stirred, and seeds planted here millennia ago were struggling to break through the earth.

A thousand years ago, he did not allow this place to be invaded by Buddha, and he still does not allow it now.

Under the gaze of everyone on the ground, he slowly raised one hand and issued an order for the laws of heaven and earth. The flames all over the sky immediately shattered and turned into a heavy rain that fell to the ground. When people touched it, it was like nothing, but when the Buddha's power touched it, it ignited.

Within a radius of a thousand miles, the commissioners who were originally chasing after the disrupted Buddhist teachings were suddenly stunned on the spot. They saw pieces of flames igniting before their eyes. In a flash of fire, the distorted scene disappeared completely, as if it was burned to ashes in an instant.

Twelve hundred years later, he returned to the Buddhist land in the name of destroying Buddhism.

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