In the sky over Shu Province, the two extremes clashed endlessly, with the rumbling blade energy and devil light causing the sky to change color and remain in constant turmoil.
And in the battlefield ten miles away from the two, two figures quietly concealed themselves, gazing at the war from afar.
These two, one was a grizzled old man, the other a verdant youth. Their only shared trait was that they both had smooth bald heads.
"Nalanda Temple has completely taken the wrong path and become an enemy of Buddha. Our Central Plains Buddhism now has another formidable foe." Wula, the old monk, looked at Papiyan, who was evenly matched with the Sword God, and sighed helplessly.
There was a Yi Yeshu before, and now comes an even stronger Papiyan. Buddhism is indeed difficult.
