Conceptual melting pot, the fusion of all realms starting from the Qin Dynasty.

The monk didn't even have time to let out a scream before his body was sliced ​​into pieces.

Seeing the blood and remains scattered all over the ground, Chen Hao quickly added to the Azure Dragon not far away, "By the way, Azure Dragon! You are not allowed to eat people."

"Roar~!"

After responding, the Azure Dragon flew off to other places.

Soon, terrified cries of agony echoed from other parts of the Pure Mindfulness Chan School:

"Run! The dragon... the dragon is coming..."

"Don't eat me!"

"The Pure Land Chan school is doomed... Buddhism itself is doomed... Hahahaha..."

"Why are you doing this to me? I've only just become a disciple of the Pure Mind Zen School... I've only just started living a good life!"

"Ahhhh~~~!"

"..."

Ignoring the cries of the monks of the Jingnian Zen sect, Chen Hao looked around and headed straight for the direction of the Jingnian Zen sect's scripture pavilion.

As for the bronze halls and Buddha statues of the Jingnian Chan sect, as well as other treasures, Chen Hao only glanced at them and didn't pay any attention to them, let alone think about taking them.

After all, compared to the speed at which the "Concept Furnace" extracts precious metals like gold, silver, and copper, the wealth of the Pure Mind Zen sect is merely a drop in the ocean.

Again!

The purpose of placing these treasures of the Pure Land Chan School here is to allow people in this world to see clearly the true nature of Buddhism and to see just how much wealth Buddhism has extracted from the Central Plains.

Of course, this also serves as an incentive for the forces in this world to clean up the remaining Buddhist temples.

After all, Chen Hao and his group only numbered a dozen or so, making it impossible for them to destroy tens of thousands of temples in this world.

The right solution is to leverage the local power base of this world.

...

The instant Chen Hao stepped into the Jingnian Chan Sect's scripture pavilion, an old monk, seemingly in his sixties or seventies and possessing the perfect Grandmaster realm cultivation, lunged at him with murderous intent and bloodshot eyes.

"Demon, die!!!"

Rumble rumble rumble~~~!

Chen Hao casually unleashed a palm strike, killing the old monk.

"The old monk who guards the Sutra Repository?" Chen Hao glanced at the charred corpse lying on the ground and shook his head: "What a pity! Not every old monk who guards the Sutra Repository is a hidden master."

"But even the Sweeper Monk from Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils is probably only at the same level as this old monk, right?!"

Although the Sweeper Monk in Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils has reached the pinnacle of that world, countless people can surpass him, whether compared to the world of Qin's Time or the world of Twin Dragons of the Tang Dynasty.

After all, that's the difference between people in the world!

Chen Hao shook his head, banishing these thoughts, and continued walking into the Scripture Pavilion.

Looking at the dazzling array of scriptures and martial arts manuals, Chen Hao didn't even glance at them. Instead, he stuffed them directly into his spatial ring without a second thought.

Wherever Chen Hao walked, martial arts manuals and scriptures vanished abruptly with a flash of light, leaving only rows of bare bookshelves.

...

At the same time, while Chen Hao was ruthlessly annihilating the Jingnian Chan Sect, the entire area around Luoyang City was already in chaos.

As thunder roared above the Jingnian Zen Temple, almost everyone in Luoyang turned their gaze towards the western suburbs.

"There seem to be people in the sky above the western suburbs...and a dragon...a dragon..."

"A dragon! It's a real dragon... I never imagined that dragons actually existed in this world..."

"Thunder roars from the heavens!!! Is that dragon trying to destroy the world? Or has someone offended the dragon?"

"That direction...that location seems to be...the location of the Jingnian Zen sect, right?"

"It is precisely the Pure Mind Zen school."

"What sins did the monks of the Jingnian Chan sect commit to provoke a divine dragon to destroy them?"

Upon hearing the question from the person next to him, a well-informed person immediately responded:

"This is something many of you might not know, right? Let me tell you..."

"Tell me... just tell me already! Don't keep me in suspense..."

"Haha! I heard that some foreign visitors have appeared in Yangzhou. Those foreign visitors seem to dislike Buddhism in our world, saying that they are so-called foreign religions and not the orthodox religion of the Central Plains."

"I've heard of that! Those visitors from other realms must be the ones who befriended the Holy Maiden of the Yin Gui Sect and spread the news of the fusion of the two realms, right?"

"Could it be that the Jingnian Chan sect is about to take action because of those foreign visitors?"

"If those who made the move were indeed from another world, doesn't that mean people from other worlds can control lightning?"

"What's the big deal? Didn't you receive the message from five days ago?"

"I heard that one of those foreign visitors fought against Grandmaster Ning Daoqi. Among the methods he used was the ability to control lightning."

"The cultivation methods of these visitors from another world are different from the martial arts of our world."

"Mmm~ Mmm~! I heard about that too!"

"I have also heard that there are at least tens of thousands of temples under the Buddhist sect, with at least a million disciples, and countless fields and wealth under their name. The wealth of the Buddhist sect alone accounts for two or three tenths of that of the Central Plains."

"Really? Is this Buddhist sect really that wealthy?"

“I think this is very likely true! I don’t know about the other temples, but I do know that the Jingnian Chan sect owns tens of thousands of acres of fertile land.”

"Tens of thousands of acres of fertile land? Is the Jingnian Zen sect really that wealthy?"

“The Jingnian Chan sect not only has tens of thousands of acres of fertile land, but their temple also has a large hall cast in bronze, and the rest of the Buddha statues are cast in bronze.”

"Damn it! This Buddhist sect is truly damned." Someone gritted their teeth... but their eyes revealed envy: "If the Pure Mind Zen sect alone has so much wealth, then all the temples in the world must have countless riches."

"These monks spend their days eating vegetarian food and chanting Buddhist scriptures, without engaging in any production or paying taxes, yet they still possess so much wealth. It's utterly despicable."

Someone's eyes darted around, and they suggested to someone nearby, "Why don't we go and take a look at the Jingnian Zen sect? Maybe we can make a fortune after all those monks are dead."

"This...isn't this a bad idea...?" someone hesitated.

"Let's go! Let's go take a look." However, some people were tempted: "The bold get rich while the timid starve! If the Jingnian Zen sect really has that much wealth, those foreigners probably can't take it with them at all."

"Even if we scavenge for scraps, it should be enough for us to live a carefree life."

Upon hearing what this person said, everyone around turned their eyes and immediately headed towards the Jingnian Zen sect in unison.

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Chapter 245 Yang Guang and Rong Fengxiang's Reactions

Inside a palace within the imperial palace of Luoyang, the melodious sounds of silk and bamboo instruments filled the air as beautiful women danced gracefully.

Yang Guang sat on a large, soft couch, his left arm around a beautiful woman, his right hand holding a glass of fine wine, slowly savoring it. His eyes were slightly tipsy, and he was enjoying the whole experience with a smile on his face.

The Sui Dynasty is now on the verge of collapse, with chaos erupting everywhere and rebellious armies emerging from time to time. Emperor Yang Guang is not unwilling to do something, but at this point, his decrees are even less effective than a piece of waste paper.

Yang Guang was now powerless to reverse the tide, and could only indulge in pleasure in the palace every day, silently waiting for the moment when he and the Sui Dynasty would come to an end.

However, the glint in Yang Guang's eyes from time to time showed that he was not as willing as he appeared on the surface.

Just as Yang Guang was frolicking with his concubine, a series of continuous thunderclaps suddenly sounded outside the palace:

Boom! Boom!

Upon hearing the thunder, Yang Guang instinctively turned to look outside the palace and drunkenly asked, "Is it going to rain because of the thunder outside?"

The beautiful woman beside Yang Guang also looked out of the hall, but upon closer inspection, she noticed something strange: "Something seems amiss, Your Majesty?!"

"There are clearly thunderclaps outside, yet the sun is still shining brightly outside the palace, and the sky hasn't darkened at all?"

Hearing the beauty's question, Yang Guang regained his senses a little. He carefully examined the sky outside and also showed a puzzled expression: "It is indeed a bit strange."

After straightening his posture slightly, Yang Guang immediately called out, "Someone come here!"

"What's happening outside? Why is there a continuous rumble of thunder?"

Just as Yang Guang was asking his questions, a series of continuous rumbling thunderclaps once again came from outside the palace.

Upon hearing Yang Guang's order, a servant immediately went outside the palace to investigate the situation and quickly returned to the palace, respectfully reporting to Yang Guang: "Your Majesty! Above the Jingnian Zen Temple in the western suburbs of Luoyang, there are immortals standing, a blue dragon soaring, and thunderclouds rolling. It seems that people from beyond the realm are carrying a blue dragon to exterminate the monks of the Jingnian Zen Temple."

"oh?!"

Yang Guang was startled and immediately stood up from the soft couch, running quickly towards the outside of the palace.

Upon arriving at the courtyard outside the palace, Yang Guang immediately turned and gazed towards the Jingnian Zen Temple in the western suburbs of Luoyang.

Although the distance was far, Yang Guang's eyesight allowed him to see the dark cloud above the Jingnian Chan Temple, as well as the lightning that occasionally fell from beneath it.

As for Chen Hao and Qinglong under the thunder?

Yang Guang appeared relatively late, so he was long gone.

So Yang Guang turned to the servant who had just reported the situation and asked in disbelief, "Is there really a dragon? How could a dragon possibly appear in this world?"

The mysteries of ancient times have long since disappeared and vanished, so much so that even Emperor Yang Guang, despite being the Son of Heaven, still regarded the divine dragon and other ancient records as mere legends.

Pfft!