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Chapter 630 Depot
Gao Zhuo is also unlucky.

I thought that I had reached an agreement with the ghost king early on, as long as I brought the things back, but I didn't expect that when the ghost king saw him coming back empty-handed, not only did his attitude change suddenly, but he also took advantage of his unpreparedness to give him a hard time.

Said he was going to hand himself over to bad people.

Now that he has regained his freedom and has obtained the props needed for the mission, Gao Zhuo will not be polite to him.

Gao Zhuo, who was completely cadaverized, had a terrible breath of death on his body. He saw green hair growing out of Gao Zhuo's body, two horns on his head, and a green face with fangs like a Yaksha.

This is Flying Yaksha in its complete state. It seems that Gao Zhuo was really angry. Taking advantage of the ghost king's unguardedness, he threw himself on the ghost king. The green will-o'-the-wisp ignited on his sharp claws, tearing a huge wound on the ghost king's chest.

"what!"

Seeing that he was injured, the ghost king roared in annoyance, and was enraged for a moment, the terrifying aura exploded in Gao Zhuo's chest like a thunderstorm.

The shock wave visible to the naked eye directly sent Gao Zhuo flying.

"You are courting death!!"

How can the strength of the ghost king be so bad if he can become the master of the ghost market? Although he is not as good as enlightened, it is so difficult to deal with a yaksha.

Gao Zhuo rolled on the ground, got up from the ground, but wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, and grinned grinningly: "Hey, you've been domineering here for so many years, you should go to the West to enjoy the bliss as soon as possible!"

"Bastard, since I am under one person and above ten thousand people, and I use thousands of ghosts, why go to the Western Paradise and become a lowly Buddha slave!"

Others don't know, but the ghost king knows in his heart that although those ghosts can be saved, they can only be humble Buddha slaves in the Western Bliss.

In other words, slaves.

Although he is no longer in reincarnation, he will never be able to stand up again.

I am like an emperor here, even if the dynasties outside change, I can stay here for thousands of years.

However, as soon as the ghost king finished speaking, a bad premonition suddenly appeared in his heart, he suddenly turned his head to look, and the face under the haze instantly twisted.

At some point, Tubo and Yashan appeared behind him.

It turns out that Tu Bo and Ya Shan threw all the evil ghosts of the Ghost King into the Paradise of Ultimate Bliss.

Still can't let that bamboo fall from the world of Buddha Kingdom. ,

Xu Tong could only focus on the king of the ghost market.

"For the sake of disaster! Get you punished!"

Tu Bo's voice was indifferent, he swung a long black stick in his hand, and smashed it down on the ghost king's head.

Both are ghost kings, but Tubo and Yashan are the yin gods of the underworld, in charge of Beiyin's [-] tombs. Their strength is not comparable to that of the little ghosts in the ghost city.

If the real body came, I'm afraid this ghost market would have been blown up long ago.

It's just a thought now, but the edge of the long stick in his hand has a bloody smell, as if he has drunk the blood of countless living beings.

"you!!"

Seeing the falling stick, the ghost king's expression changed drastically, and he screamed to reveal his true form, a middle-aged man in official uniform.

Just looking carefully, it is not difficult to find that the official uniform on the ghost king is not contemporary, but the eunuch costume of the Jin Dynasty.

When everyone saw this, they realized that the king of the ghost market turned out to be an eunuch.

The ghost king who revealed his true form had a scimitar in his hand, and the blade swung with a terrifying sinister aura.

"boom"

When the swords and sticks collided, it was like a thunderbolt, which made the whole skyscraper tremble. The violent force soaked into the skyscraper like a tide, and the huge staircase began to vibrate.

"Crackling"

The building collapsed, cracks appeared in many places, and the pieces of flesh on the walls of the building suddenly let out heart-piercing screams.

The Ghost King managed to accept Tu Bo's stick.

Immediately afterwards, Ya Shan had already killed him, and he didn't even have a chance to breathe. The long sword in his hand turned into two black rivers, and when he swung it, he could see death aura billowing into the sky, as if falling from the outer universe, black and dense , It was horrifying, and the whole ghost city trembled.

Facing Tu Bo, the ghost king was already reluctant to parry, but now that Yashan joined, the ghost city king couldn't hold it anymore, he was beaten back again and again, he could only ask for help.

"Guardian Yuan, monk Zhengxin, come and help me, if I'm not here, this ghost market will be destroyed!!"

"Great guardian, he is going to destroy this place!"

When Monk Zhengxin and the others saw this scene, they all felt terrified, and anxiously wanted Yuan to take action to stop the fight.

If the ghost market is destroyed, it will be destroyed, but if the ghost king is thrown into the pure land world by this kid as a meritorious deed, it will be difficult for them to preside over the Ksitigarbha Puja.

"It's been destroyed now! Compared to the ghost market, the treasure bestowed by Chilong is the key!"

The old monk objected.

Pointing to the bamboo wrapped in golden light on Xu Tong's head, if this thing is obtained by Buddhism, it must be a sacred object that can suppress the luck of Buddhism.

With this thing, at least the luck of Buddhism can last for a hundred years.

The old monk's words moved Monk Yuanbian's heart.

After all, Buddhism is a foreign religion, not as long-lasting as Taoism, and luck also fluctuates.

Therefore, when Buddhist eminent monks sit down, they will practice their whole life, turn them into relics, enshrine them in the stupa as holy objects, and suppress the luck of Buddhism.

If this object falls into the hands of Buddhism and uses it to build a pagoda to suppress the luck of Buddhism, then within a hundred years, whether it is a change of government or a change of dynasty, Buddhism will continue to prosper forever.

Thinking of this, the source side has already made up his mind, once this thing arrives later, he must snatch it as soon as possible.

Even if this thing is theoretically said to be the good fruit of the son of the world after he transformed tens of thousands of ghosts and souls, it was obtained through their Buddhist methods. If he wanted to take it away, no one could say anything.

With this in mind, Yuan Fang naturally ignored the ghost king's cries for help.

"boom!!"

A crack spread down from the top of the skyscraper, and there were wailing sounds from the tall stairs, and the stairs gradually began to collapse, exposing thick bones and shattered pieces of flesh.

Three black shadows flew out from the shattered skyscraper, and everyone took a closer look, the Ghost King had been held in front of Xu Tong by Tu Bo and Ya Shan.

Together with that zombie, they were also taken down.

Xu Tong kicked open the coffin lid under his buttocks, revealing the empty coffin, Ya Shan pushed Gao Zhuo into the coffin.

What puzzled the monks around was that this time the zombie didn't even seem to resist at all.

"I am the ghost king recognized by the emperors in the world, why do you take me! Monk Yuanbian, are you going to cross the river and demolish the bridge! If I am arrested, this ghost market will be destroyed!! You will have no Ksitigarbha puja in the future, who will you be?" People take money with you!"

The ghost king looked back at the monks and screamed to remind them of his importance.

Everyone was silent, they could only look at the great monk on the side of the source.

But the source side has already made up his mind, how could he care about a mere ghost king if he wants to get the sacred object from Mount Sumeru.

As for the ghost market, if it is destroyed, it will be destroyed. In the huge city of Luoyang, there are many ghost markets, large and small.

It would be a pity to destroy one, or to support another secretly.

"Send him in quickly!"

Xu Tong didn't even need to speak, there were monks urging him to send the ghost king to the Paradise in exchange for the holy object to be born as soon as possible.

Hearing this, the ghost king's face couldn't help but twisted: "You bald donkeys! You really are untrustworthy villains who betray your trust!"

Facing the ghost king's curse, these monks looked calm.

Some monks even clasped their hands together and said: "Amitabha, Your Excellency is already domineering in the ghost market, and now attaining bliss is the greatest blessing. I hope Your Excellency will not make mistakes!"

This kind of self-deception is something that these bald men can say.

"Shameless enough!"

Even an egoist like Zhao Peng can't stand it.

"Fu Bao! Hahahaha... You call this Fu Bao!"

The ghost king was laughed out of anger for a moment.

"Everyone knows that ghosts are scary, but who knows that people are poisonous. I admit it this time, but don't be too happy, you bald people. I'm waiting for you in Western Paradise! No, I'm afraid that when the time comes, you bald people After the donkey dies, it will be buried in the eighteen hells, and it will never be reborn!"

"Send it in!"

Xu Tong waved his hands, Tu Bo and Ya Shan raised their hands, and directly threw the ghost king into the Buddhist world.

As soon as the ghost king entered the Buddhist kingdom, he disappeared immediately, and everyone stared at the bamboo eagerly.

I saw the golden light shining on the bamboo, and it was about to come down from the world of Buddha.

Everyone held their breath and waited for the moment when this treasure would arrive.

"Master!"

Zhao Peng leaned forward and wrote a few words in the fat and round palm with his fingers calmly.

This thing must not easily fall into the Buddhist sect, it must be snatched, otherwise these monks will dedicate the things to the saints, and I don't know how much luck it will bring to the Buddhist sect invisibly.

Tu Feiyuan obviously knew the pros and cons of it, but right now he couldn't do it directly as Zhao Peng said, he could only signal Zhao Peng with his eyes, and immediately go to Shenwuwei to let Shenwuwei come forward.

However, everyone was obviously happy too early.

I saw that Jin Guangming was about to break through the shackles of the Buddhist kingdom and descend into the present world, but he was inexplicably stuck in half of the position, unable to advance or retreat.

"How could this be, isn't it enough!!"

Some people couldn't help but be surprised when they saw this. This huge ghost city was almost empty.

Adding a ghost king who has practiced for a hundred years, even so, isn't it enough to transform this thing? ?
Seeing this, Xu Tong couldn't help but frown.

After wasting so much effort, is it necessary to waste all previous efforts? ?
Everyone looked around, trying to find some more ghosts to cross into.

But the huge ghost market has long been empty, and there are quite a few living people left.

"Can I invite the two ghost kings..."

Someone whispered to Xu Tong, telling Xu Tong to throw Shanbo and Yashan into Duhua together.

Xu Tong searched for the source of the voice, but the other party was already hiding in the crowd, unwilling to expose himself at all.

"There are still many fugitives in the ghost city!"

I don't know who said such a sentence suddenly, which immediately moved many people's minds.

The fugitives who can escape to the ghost city are all vicious gangsters. If they are killed, they will be killed. Using their souls to save them is also a way.

But as soon as these words came out, the always silent Yuan could not sit still, and immediately opened his mouth to scold: "Nonsense! People in the Buddhist sect, how dare you break the precepts, who dares to hurt others, don't blame the poor monk for being ruthless!"

There is no impenetrable wall in the world. Once this matter gets out, it will be a fatal blow to Buddhism. Whoever dares to move this kind of mind, no matter whether he is a member of Buddhism or not, can't keep him.

As the great protector of Buddhism in the world, Yuan Fang let out a roar that immediately made those who were moved to lower their heads to completely kill the thoughts that had arisen in their hearts.

"Boy, if you have any merit left in your hands, you might as well give it a try!"

At this time, Gu Peiyuan suddenly spoke.

"Goodness!"

Xu Tong's heart moved, and he decisively took out the incense merits and threw them towards the Buddhist kingdom above his head.

Sure enough, after the incense merit was put into the Buddhist kingdom, the invisible barrier seemed to be gradually worn away under the nourishment of the incense merit.

"it works!"

Seeing that the incense merits were useful, Xu Tong opened his palm and threw a large amount of incense merits into it in one go.

It is to use the merits of incense and fire to replace ghosts.

"Amitabha, where did this kid get so many incense merits?"

Everyone was dumbfounded for a moment.

The corner of Tu Feiyuan's mouth twitched. In fact, that was all he said, but who would have thought that Xu Tong would actually be able to take out so many incense merits and throw them into it.

I can't help but wonder in my heart, could it be that the one in the Town God's Temple is willing to share so much incense with him? ?

Thinking of this Tufeiyuan, I thought to myself, a mere Yuyang can have so many incense merits, if this kid does this a few times in other places, if he can be given a few years, this kid will not go to heaven! !

Of course, Tu Feiyuan was just thinking about it, and it would be very difficult for Xu Tong to implement it. After all, he couldn't dismantle Master into dozens of pieces, right?

Master would not agree to that.

Even if the master agrees, the wife does not agree.

"It's coming out!!"

When a large amount of incense merits and the barrier of the Buddhist world were dissolved, everyone finally saw the whole picture of the bamboo clearly.

A piece of bamboo is no more than seven inches long, and every inch is a knot. The whole body is as pure and flawless as a glass crystal.

What is the origin of this thing, even the great guardian of Buddhism like Yuan Fang can't tell clearly.

"Whoosh!"

Accompanied by a flash of golden light, this precious bamboo suddenly flew out of the Buddhist kingdom, and everyone's eyes were red, no one would be moved by the treasure of the Holy Land.

But at the moment when everyone was about to make a move, the object suddenly flashed in the air, and a brilliant golden light burst out, and everyone closed their eyes at this moment.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw that the treasure had disappeared.

"Hey! Where's the stuff??"

Everyone was stunned for a while, staring wide-eyed, but nothing appeared. Even Xu Tong was stunned for a while, but soon Xu Tong seemed to realize something, and looked up at his own hall.

Sure enough, the bamboo was standing in the entrance of his hall at the moment, just like the fairy stove, it was integrated with the entrance behind him.

What's even more strange is that the bamboo fell in the entrance, almost transparent, except that he could clearly feel the existence of the bamboo by relying on his grasp of the entrance, other people couldn't even see where it was.

Now Xu Tong didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

I originally thought that this kind of thing must be a big treasure, and it might be a high-level prop if it was thrown into the props book.

Now it can only be integrated into one's own hall like the fairy furnace, and can no longer be included in the item book.

But in this way, it just saved me a lot of trouble, and saved me from being tricked.

Thinking of this, Xu Tong couldn't help showing a blank expression on his face.

"What about things??"

Tu Feiyuan came over and looked around Xu Tong, but he didn't find anything, his plump face was full of disappointment, as if the lost treasure was his.

"I don't know, so many of you were staring at it just now, where is the thing?"

Xu Tong tilted his head and asked back.

"This……"

Do Feiyuan was asked so much that he didn't know what to say, yes, it's fine if others stare at it, but it seems a little unreasonable for him and Yuan Fang to lose something under their noses.

"Look quickly, dig three feet to find things!"

Yuan was in a hurry, and asked everyone to scatter to look for it. At the same time, the monk's eyes were like lightning, and his pupils shone brightly, sizing up everyone.

Once someone obtains such a treasure, there must be something strange on him.

Yuan's gaze quickly scanned everyone present, and Xu Tong was especially taken care of. Under the Buddha's eyes, Yuan also obviously noticed the entrance behind Xu Tong.

Although it was strange that Tangkou existed, he didn't think too much about it. After confirming that the thing was not on Xu Tong, he continued to search for other people.

But no matter how many people dug three feet into the ground, they almost turned the area upside down, but they didn't find any trace of the treasure.

"Could it be that things in the fairy world are destined not to last long in the mortal world!"

At this time, an old monk said with a bitter face.

I remember that when Emperor Taizong ordered Longhu Mountain to prepare Luotian Dazhan, he asked the immortals to give him the magic pill.

At that time, the sky was dark, and the divine pill was like a meteor falling from the heavenly palace, but when Taizong reached out to catch it, the divine pill had already disappeared and turned into a wisp of green smoke.

The old celestial master of Longhu Mountain once said to Emperor Taizong that all the treasures in the fairy world are rare and flawless, but when they come to the human world, they will disappear if they are contaminated with the filthy atmosphere of the human world.

As soon as the old monk said this, everyone couldn't help but look disappointed, and Xu Tong cried loudly: "My merits and virtues are lost in blood!"

Seeing Xu Tong's sad face, everyone feels sorry for him for a while, while others secretly laugh.

Of course, Zhao Peng was included. Although he lowered his head, he couldn't help but be happy on his face.

"Depressed! Go!"

Xu Tong was distressed for a moment, and simply threw the scriptures in his hand on the ground, looking very annoyed.

He kicked on the coffin, kicked the coffin heavily to the ground, and sat on it: "Go home and sleep!"

Speaking of which, those black mesons came out from behind the big girl, and quickly got into the coffin, holding up the coffin and going to leave.

"Wait a minute!"

Seeing that Xu Tong was going to leave, the monks who had just been protecting Xu Tong couldn't sit still.

Well, we're holding a Ksitigarbha Ceremony, so it's fine if you meddle in it, and now you're going to eat it up and wipe it off, so you're leaving? ?

"Wait a minute, benefactor, the poor monk is in charge of Xiangshan Temple. There is no Dharma name. The benefactor is born with a Buddha body and has transformed tens of thousands of ghosts. He is the one who is destined for my Buddhism. Can you invite the benefactor and the old monk to go to Xiangshan Temple so that the poor monk can help you The almsgiver completes the final Buddhist ceremony!"

The so-called Buddhist rituals actually mean to become ordained.

Xu Tong immediately rolled his eyes when he heard it: "Another nonsense!"

"I never thought about becoming a monk, and your father didn't allow me to become a monk. Get out of the way. I'm going back to rest."

At this moment, everyone was a little stunned, and turned to look at the great monk on the side of the source.

The great monk on the Yuan side had a bitter face, he could see this clearly, this kid was not from their Buddhist sect at all.

But there must always be an explanation for the matter of innate Buddha body.

What's more, this kid just recited it, but if he didn't give an explanation about the "Damaco Sutra" he wrote, it would be difficult for him to explain to the Buddhist sect.

"Wait a minute, son, it's related to the secrets of my Buddhist sect, please come with me to Xiangshan Temple and explain it clearly."

While Yuan was speaking, the person had already arrived in an instant, standing in front of Xu Tong, the cassock on his body was not moving in the wind, and he was clearly standing in front of him, but it gave people a feeling of being overwhelmed by Mount Tai.

The strong sense of oppression made Xu Tong feel an unprecedented pressure, as if the other party only needs to move his fingers to crush himself into pieces.

"Humph!"

The two yin gods, Shanbo and Yashan, let out a muffled cold snort, and under the pressure from the source side, they had to take a few steps back, and for a while they couldn't get closer.

"Why, it's not enough for Buddhism to convert evil spirits, now even people have to be forcibly converted??"

Fortunately, at this time, Gu Peiyuan still walked to Xu Tong's side, put one hand on Xu Tong's shoulder, and with a light pat, the oppressive feeling on Yuanbian's body was swept away.

"Amitabha, Master Gu, please don't misunderstand me. I will invite your son to Xiangshan Temple just to find out why your son has a white hair. This matter involves the internal affairs of my Buddhist sect. It is best for Master Gu not to interfere!"

After Yuan Fang said that, he slowly stretched out his hand, and was about to grab Xu Tong's shoulder and take him away forcibly.

Seeing this, Xu Tong instinctively backed away, thinking in his heart that it was troublesome, but it was not without support that he dared to do so.

Just when Xu Tong was about to speak, he heard a rush of footsteps and rushed towards him. Before he arrived, he heard a familiar voice: "Shenwuwei handles the case, and the idlers wait to get out of here!"

　Sorry, Calvin, the code is slow, it is a bit late today, and I will try to update it during the day tomorrow.

　　
　
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