"Then I would like to invite the benefactor Cang to come with me. I just want to confirm my identity." Jing Si said, and then walked to the side. Cang Shitian moved and followed lightly, with a detached temperament, like a fairy. This is an open space in the city. It should have been filled with living creatures, but at the moment it seems a little quiet. There is a huge Buddha in the center, with a golden body, serious eyebrows, and a faint golden glow. Cang Shitian could perceive that there was a familiar aura about this Buddha, but it seemed a little different, presumably this should be the power of Karma. At this moment, a strong man suddenly came out from all directions, at least all of them were Xuansheng Realm, wearing Kasaya, with a strong breath. Counting Jing Si, there are nine statues in total! They glanced at each other with confusion in their eyes. "Brothers, what happened?" one of them asked. "You can see it!" Jing Si said. Afterwards, a figure walked out from behind each strong man.
Clothed in white like snow, her aura is transcendent and outstanding, her whole body is permanently enveloped in Immortal Qi, her true face cannot be seen clearly, and her aura is unfathomable! Cang Shitian's expression froze, he saw eight of himself, as if walking out of a mirror, even the breath was exactly the same. "How could this be so!" A monk exclaimed, with an inconceivable look in his eyes. Even Jing Si, who had been prepared for a long time, opened his mouth wide when he saw this scene, and his eyes were full of shock. "Eight masters!" Wang Genji was stunned for a moment, looking at the other eight Cang Shitian in a daze. But he was stunned, and soon he could feel that the one beside him was real, after all, the feeling of the imprint of eternal calamity could not be wrong. But he was still surprised, because they were so similar, the breath, appearance, and temperament were all the same. "There are creatures pretending to be the true sons of the three religions!" one of the monks shouted. "Brothers, I personally went to greet the person behind me, and I must have come from the east!" Another monk said. I saw Jing Si clasped his hands together, bowed lightly, and said: "Amitābha, so is this poor monk behind him!" "That's right, I picked this one up myself!" another monk said. I saw an extremely powerful monk among them mobilize the Magic power, and a big Buddha appeared in his eyes, and strands of golden light shot out from his eyes. This is a true saint! He scanned all Cang Shitian, then shook his head, even he couldn't see anything. "Hey, can't even Brother Jing Wu see anything?" one of the monks sighed. Obviously, this brother Jingwu is the best of them. Then several monks observed the Cang Shitian carefully, but they didn't see anything for a long time. I can only shake my head, it's really too similar, I can't tell it at all. At this moment, Wang Genji couldn't sit still anymore, and angrily scolded: "Are you all pigs? Can't you tell that, the one behind me is the real one, and the others are all fakes!"
The faces of the monks changed, and they carefully looked at the Cang Shitian he was pointing at, but they still couldn't see anything. Unexpectedly, at this moment, one of them, Cang Shitian, suddenly said, "Hehe, what a dare, even an ant dares to insult my Son!" boom! Suddenly, a powerful coercion swept across the audience, the universe shook, and the laws shook. The faces of several monks were pale. Under this coercion, they all felt oppressed and their bodies were unstable! "With such a powerful coercion, it seems that this person is the true son of the Three Religions!" one of the monks said. At this moment, another incomparably majestic coercion was revealed, extremely powerful, sweeping the audience. All the monks took a step back subconsciously, looking at the source of the coercion. "Joke, what is that Holy Son!" I saw that Cang Shitian with his hands behind his back, his expression was indifferent, and he spoke lightly, with an aloof demeanor. At this moment, even the real Cang Shitian next to Wang Genji showed a strange look. Good guy, he's a holy son every mouthful, and his voice is smoother than him. This expression can't be said to be lovesick, it can only be said to be exactly the same! The force is almost higher than him. "this……" A group of monks looked at each other, and the confusion in their eyes was even worse. "It's really boring, a bunch of fakes, and I don't know what tricks your Buddhism is playing." Only one Cang Shitian spoke lightly, with indifference in his eyes, staring at the audience. It's almost... Cang Shitian's capital! Wang Genji looked at this Cang Shitian, and then at Cang Shitian next to him. This is just like saying it from the master's mouth, even the tone is exactly the same. He couldn't take it anymore, these fakes were so pretentious, he pointed at the other eight and cursed: "F*ck, you fakes, pretend to be me!" "Presumptuous!" Unexpectedly, the eight Cang Shitian said in unison. The power was so powerful that it instantly set off a hurricane and swept the audience! One of them, Cang Shitian, said lightly, "This holy son came from the east, but he never brought outsiders with him." "That's right! Anyone who knows me well should know that I don't have the habit of bringing ants!" Another Cang Shitian said. "Hehe, it seems that the counterfeit and these two ants can be eliminated first." A Cang Shitian pointed at Wang Genji and sneered. "Just now, this ants have been calling us fakes. Presumably the real fakes need to keep covering up like this?" Another Cang Shitian said. The remaining Cang Shitian nodded, and at the same time said lightly, "My son thinks it makes sense!"
Several Cang Shitian and a group of monks all looked at Wang Genji and Cang Shitian next to him. Cang Shitian:? Kang Yong:? ? Wang Genji:? ? ? Cang Shitian smiled lightly, he hadn't said a single word until now, several impostors were directing and acting on their own, and finally pointed the finger at him. He doesn't know how they are so realistic, but fakes are fake after all, no matter how imitated they are. Although the aura of eternal calamity immortal power was almost reproduced, there was one thing missing after all. That is strength! The strength that belongs to the immortal power of eternal robbery! If it is true that immortal power erupts forever, how much more than this amount of power? Several of them are as coercive as paper tigers, tangible, and even scary, but they don't actually do any harm. Pretend is good, but it is not enough to kill people. At this time, the real Cang Shitian spoke up: "Do you know where the worst part of your work is?" Suddenly, all the Cang Shitian in front of him were stunned, not understanding what he meant. An invisible depression filled the air, and everyone had a bad feeling. There was a smile on the corner of the real Cang Shitian's mouth, and he continued to speak. "That is, the Son of God never talks nonsense!" language fall! Cang Shitian made a move, and blasted out with a palm! boom! Immediately, the endless Eternal Calamity Immortal Power exploded, a giant hand of law like immortal jade blasted out, and the terrifying power suppressed like the sky! The faces of all the people present changed drastically, even the fake Cang Shitians were no exception, and they all took action to resist this force. But it didn't work! "boom!" The terrifying giant hand engulfed the vast immortal power and destroyed this place. The sky and the earth exploded, the sun and the moon darkened, the universe collapsed, Yin & Yang reversed! There was only a sound of "bang!", and all the counterfeit goods exploded and were directly crushed into fine powder.