Grandpa Supreme

Chapter 1623 The Man in the Coffin (Part [-])

Ghost Yasha and the others were crying and laughing. What he said was like someone forcing him to do something wrong and blame others.

To this Ling Yun just wants to say, don't persuade others to be kind without suffering from others.

"Almsgiver, you are wrong to think this way. The world is not sorry for you, but you are sorry for the world. If your wife is resurrected, she will not want to see that you used to kill indiscriminately for her."

Master Xuanzhen looked at the chanting student and said.

"Stop talking nonsense, this is a road without turning back, the world owes me justice, even if it kills the world, so what the hell!"

The chanting student looked at Master Xuanzhen, his eyes were still so cold and heartless.

"There is no medicine to save, there is no need to save again, devil, this little monk will kill you today."

"Amitabha, in this case, it's time for me to take action."

Master Xuanxin and Master Xuanzhen put their hands together and reached an agreement.

boom!
"A cut to the sky!"

The sutra chanter let out a loud shout, and the saber energy gushed tens of feet long, and fell horizontally towards Master Xuanxin.

While the blade was buzzing and trembling, there seemed to be an extremely sharp knife aura that was hesitating.

Master Xuanxin took a few steps back, his face became extremely solemn.

"Namo Amitabha!"

With a sound of Buddha's voice, this extraordinary knife was gently resolved, and the person who muttered to himself was Master Xuanzhen, who was profound in Buddhism, and everyone stared wide-eyed!

"When is the time for retribution, Amitabha, the benefactor, turn around, living is just your obsession, the world is so big, there is no way to bring the dead back to life."

Another Buddha's voice, a hundred feet of golden light Buddha seal, as if about to sweep the Nine Heavens Galaxy, swept out with a shattered breath.

The seal of Buddha stepped deeply on the chanting student, like an ancient giant elephant pressing on him.

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of the chanting student's mouth, half kneeling on the ground, his two knives firmly blocked the suppression of the Buddha's seal.

Master Xuanxin was full of incredulity. They had been searching for sutra chanting students for more than half a month, and they were subdued like this?
Seeing Master Xuanzhen chanting scriptures all the time, everyone was stunned, and there was a trace of awe in that gaze.

"Old bald donkey, what kind of move is this, let me go."

Sutra students have always struggled.

Seeing that the chanting student was captured, all the casual cultivators immediately drew their swords to face each other.

"Coffin-carrying blood demon, take your life!"

"kill!"

Immediately, dozens of people waved their hands together, and a terrifying sword energy filled the air.

The three little guys covered their eyes and peeked, and said in a childish voice, "It's not good, the uncle is going to be cut into nineteen sections."

Gui Yasha and Yan Xuefei watched this scene, but they didn't intend to help.

boom!
"Amitabha."

Master Xuanzhen dispelled these moves that took advantage of others' danger with one palm, and smiled slightly.

"Master Xuanzhen, what do you mean by this?"

"Don't think that because you are powerful, you can stop us from taking revenge."

"You're not from Putuo Temple either. Without their protection, you wouldn't know how to die."

Everyone's dissatisfied eyes shifted to Master Xuanzhen, and the latter said: "When is the time to repay the injustice, this benefactor is too obsessed."

"Master Xuanxin, do you have nothing to say?"

A casual cultivator looked at Master Xuanxin and said.

"Master, you have to understand that Xuanzhen is no longer from our Putuo Temple. This time we caught the chanting student, and we were the first to consume his strength."

A Putuo Temple disciple looked at the absent-minded Master Xuanxin and said.

Hearing this, Master Xuanzhen smiled wryly. This is the Putuo Temple, the Putuo Temple that he thought was his lifelong destination, hehe...

"Senior brother, don't force this little monk, and for the sake of the same school in the past, don't meddle in this matter!"

Master Xuanxin finally spoke!

"Amitabha!"

Master Xuanzhen lowered his head and kept reciting scriptures.

"Go and take down his coffin!"

Master Xuanxin gave an order, and the rest of the disciples immediately climbed up with sticks, and Sanxiu helped to cut off the iron chains of the coffin with swords.

"Baba!"

The little guy shook the corner of Ling Yun's clothes, and was looking at the latter with blinking eyes.

"What's wrong."

"What is that?"

"The Demon Seal!"

This was passed on by Ling Yun to Monk Shura, who realized it. Unexpectedly, Master Xuanzhen also learned it. This is top-level Buddhism.

Under the pressure of Fu Moyin, the chanting student's eyes were red.

"Let go of me... ah... don't touch my coffin!"

boom!
The blazing silver blade light swept across the crowd as if it wanted to cut through a big star. , and the crouching magic seal was also shattered.

The chanting figure retreated violently, fell to the ground coughing up blood, and his coffin was scattered on the other side!
Master Xuanzhen was crying and laughing after being broken, and he took a few steps back to stabilize his figure.

"Amitabha!"

Master Xuanzhen's Fu Moyin reappeared and immediately suppressed the chanting students to the ground.

An Qing patted the little guy's head and found that it was empty, her eyes widened suddenly: "Ling Yun, where is our daughter!"

Ling Yun: "..."

Little Eileen said: "She and her sister are over there."

I saw the little guy and Bei Bei standing in front of the coffin, and the coffin was shaken open, and the inside could be vaguely seen.

The disciples of Putuo Temple immediately surrounded the coffin, a certain disciple said: "What about bringing the dead back to life, it is that this kind of sorcery does a lot of harm to people, how many people died in your hands."

"Today I will destroy this coffin."

A rogue cultivator went down with a knife, and there was a huge roar, and the coffin was instantly split into two halves!
And the curious little guy walked in a little further, looking at the undissolved corpse without blinking his eyes.

so beautiful!
This is the first impression of the little guy and Beibei.

It seemed to be the Sleeping Beauty in deep sleep, with slender eyelashes and a straight pretty nose.

And the slightly pursed ruddy jade lips formed a jade face that made people linger and forget to return.

She also has a delicate face that is astonishing.

"It's Snow White. Papa really didn't lie to me. There really is Snow White in the world. Where is her little prince?"

The little guy made a milky voice.

"If that's the case, where are her seven dwarfs? Beibei wants them to sign."

The conversation between these two little guys made Ling Yun want to go back to the yard, otherwise he couldn't explain it clearly.

"Damn, y'all damn!"

boom……

The chanting student was furious all over, without saying much, he continued to use his saber, the silver light of the saber seemed to be able to split the sky, and once again broke through the crouching demon seal with a single saber.

The figure rushed out vertically and horizontally, making the air scream.

puff!
Those Putuo Temple disciples surrounding the coffin were killed one by one by angry chanters, including the one who forcibly opened the coffin.

Master Xuanzhen immediately rushed to the little guy to prevent the chanting students from harming them, but the chanting students put down two knives.

"Qingxue, Qingxue..."

He picked up his wife's body, crying helplessly like a child.

"Amitabha, benefactor, the dead cannot be resurrected."

Master Xuanzhen shook his head!
(End of this chapter)