Sister, stay away from me!

Chapter 384

The monk in the air is well-cultivated, surrounded by several spell inscriptions, surrounding him like stars, and he is already a powerful mana-level monk.

But in the face of the black spear that flew towards him, the monk also fixed his eyes and dodged quickly.

It's just that the speed of this long spear is not fast, but it keeps changing its position in the air, locking on to the monk firmly.

Finding that he couldn't escape, the monk could only reluctantly stretch out his hand and let the spear pass through his palm, thus escaping from the lock of the spear.

Watching the spear fly back to Xuandu's hand, the monk in the air hit him with several spells, but he could barely stop half of the blood.

Looking at the bleeding hand, then at the old monk Xuandu on the ground, the monk sneered: "Xuandu, you have hidden this gun for many years, and it is still so sharp."

"That is, it's not like you. After so many years, you are still in the realm of mana, and you haven't even stepped into the threshold of supernatural powers."

There seemed to be a hint of blackness flashing across the monk's fair face, and his tone became harsh: "I'm still at the mana level, unlike you, who have no cultivation base now, and can only fool around with a few low-level heretic monks. "

Waving his sleeves, the white-faced monk continued: "I don't know what you are doing in the capital of the enlightened Buddhist country, but the capital is forbidden to enter and exit, let alone you, an abandoned Buddhist. In view of the past, I will spare you. But don't even think about it."

Xuandu still wanted to say something, but Zheng Wu walked out suddenly, proclaimed the Buddha's name, and said: "Master, we really have something important to do. Can you make it easier for us to go there? If not, you can also let us A reason, let us understand why."

Zheng Wu's tone was polite, but the white-faced monk in the air was furious.

His left and right are only in the mana realm, and it is impossible to see that Zheng Wu himself is already an eminent monk in the supernatural realm, so he thought he was a heretic monk from somewhere.

Pointing at Zheng Wu, he yelled sharply: "Where did you come from, wild monk, do you have a share in speaking! What are you, come to practice Buddhism!"

Zheng Wu took the black spear from Xuandu, threw it out, and the tip of the spear even drew lightning bolts, and ran towards the white-faced monk.

The monk in the air couldn't dodge in time, and was directly pierced by the spear point through his chest. Before his body landed, he was crushed by the King Ming summoned by Zheng Wu's King Ming Curse, leaving only the soul to escape.

"What are you, dare to point me!"

Zheng Wu was already full of anger towards Buddhism in the Buddhist world, but his anger doubled after being rejected by Xuandu and Jiang Liuer, and his anger doubled again when he was constantly joked by Wang Huai along the way.

The white-faced monk's angry reprimand was nothing at all, but it happened to be the last straw that ignited Zheng Wu's karmic fire, which directly caused him to burst into Buddhist anger, and beat the white-faced monk to a refreshment.

As the body of the white-faced monk was destroyed, Zheng Wu finally let out a bad breath.

Putting his hands together, he bowed his head and said, "Sin, sin."

"Zheng Wu, people have been wiped out by you, don't pretend to be merciful here." Wang Huai said with a smirk.

"Buddhas also have anger, there is no false mercy. To be honest, I have long disliked the Buddhism in this world. There must be injustice if they are all slaughtered, but it should be no problem to beat one occasionally. Xuandu, Jiang Liuer, what do you say? is not it?"

"Master is right!" Xuandu and Jiang Liuer knelt on the deck and shouted in unison.

"It's good that you understand, but why do you kneel and talk?"

"It's not enough to show our respect to the master."

"Strange. Go ahead."

Regarding Zheng Wu's shot just now, Jiang Liu'er still doesn't feel much.

He just felt that Zheng Wu's action just now was too handsome, his posture was too graceful, and his smooth bald head shone like a bright moon in the dark night, which made people want to kneel down to prevent the other party from killing him.

And Xuandu looked at the spear in his hand, feeling like he was dreaming.

His own Buddha Extinguisher Spear, which specializes in breaking Buddhist techniques, cannot be touched by serious monks at all.

However, Zheng Wuyi's mighty Buddhist mana was able to exert twice the power of his own Buddha-killing spear, which surprised him.

"Master Zheng, could it be that you are still a hidden demon?" Xuan Du couldn't help asking.

"What joke are you talking about?" Zheng Wu asked with his eyes wide open, "Leave the boat."

"Ok."

Xuandu took a spear and touched the rocks at the bottom of the river, and the boat immediately flew out, sailing into the distance.

Although the body of the white-faced monk is shattered, his soul is still there.

Practice in the Buddhist world does not require strange things, but there is also the law of reincarnation.

The door of the illusory Buddhist kingdom in the sky opened wide, and the primordial spirit of the white-faced monk was directly sucked into it, and then sent to a blood pool in a Buddhist temple to wake up.

Climbing up the bleeding pool, the white-faced scholar gritted his teeth and said, "Damn Xuandu, you actually sneaked up on me while I wasn't paying attention!"

He didn't believe that it was Zheng Wu who killed him at all, and thought that Xuandu used Zheng Wu's hand to carry out a sneak attack, and his mind had been taken to the wrong place.

After reincarnation, the white-faced scholar looks like he is only five years old, his mana has dissipated, and he needs to practice again later.

Walking out of the gate, he immediately found the abbot of the Buddhist monastery and asked the abbot to pass on the order. After a while, several eminent monks came here.

Seeing the shrunken white-faced scholar, several eminent monks turned pale with shock, and quickly asked, "My lord, what's going on with you? Where did the master come from, and put you into reincarnation!"

"That's right, the adult who once said that he has first-class means of escape and will never enter reincarnation actually fell into reincarnation. What's going on!"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible. My lord is so wise and mighty, how could he be reincarnated!"

The white-faced monk's face turned even paler.

But he also knew that now was not the time to care about his face, so he could only suppress his anger and say: "Send the order, Xuandu is back."

Several eminent monks were not very old, and they all looked dazed when they heard about Xuandu.

"Who is Xuandu?"

"It's normal if you don't know. Before Buddhism split into multiple Buddhist kingdoms due to ideas, the great abbot of Buddhism, Huiyuan, appointed Xuandu as his successor after his death. However, Xuandu later rebelled against Buddhism and took away The Buddhist artifact, the Buddha Extinguishing Spear. Because the heir left, the Buddhist sect split into several Buddhist kingdoms, and finally formed the current situation."

Several eminent monks looked at each other suspiciously, and then said, "Isn't that what happened a hundred years ago? How could this person still live for a hundred years without experiencing reincarnation?"

"I don't know. It is rumored that the other party has received the essence of the Heavenly Demon, so he has a particularly long life. Now that he comes back, it may be another catastrophe. If the order continues, no matter what, he needs to be stopped or even killed."

"clear."

Asking his subordinates to leave, the white-faced monk became more and more worried, so he walked into the depths of the Zen monastery.

The ground floor of the Zen courtyard is a small meditation room. The room is brightly lit, and the walls are covered with portraits of various eminent monks. There are also long-burning lamps and sesame oil again, and the offerings are non-stop day and night.

Sitting in the middle of the Zen room, the white-faced monk's soul flew out, resonated with the Buddha statues on the six walls, and instantly got in touch with other monks.

"Hehe, why are you looking for us suddenly, what's the matter?"

Hearing other people's greetings, the white-faced monk didn't talk nonsense, and said directly: "Xuandu is back."

After a moment of silence, someone snorted coldly: "It's been a hundred years, but he is willing to come out. But it doesn't matter if he comes back, just kill him."

"That's right, no one else knows what happened to Huiyuan, so what's the use of him coming back?"

"The main task now is to restart the Heavenly Demon. I heard that the external situation has changed, and a new faction is rising. This is also an opportunity for the ten of us."

"That's right. All the people in the world are livestock, and they are all the merits of my Buddhism. Let's take this opportunity to harvest the last wave, let us transcend this world, and ascend to the world."

"It makes sense."

The white-faced monk closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, then said: "That's right, our goal is to cooperate with the demons from outside to harvest the creatures of this world together. I'm afraid that Xuandu had vaguely noticed our plan, so he took this action. I I was attacked by him, and now I am reincarnated, and my mana is not as good as before. So colleagues, please take action and kill this person."

"It's easy to say, then I will do it myself."

An abbot chuckled, and his tone was quite casual, treating Xuandu's life like an ant, who could be taken at will.

I only heard the chanting of the esoteric method, but it was this monk who made the move, planning to take Xuandu's life thousands of miles away.

But after a while, there was only a "huh" from the monk, followed by a scream.

Then, there was a series of screams, and everyone who heard them was terrified.

I don't know how long it took before there was another scream, followed by a stranger's voice: "Humph, the method of sound transmission for thousands of miles, you monks, you know a lot of secret methods."

"You, who are you!" A monk asked fearfully.

"none of your business!"

"How can you be so rude, I Buddha will blame you!"

"It's none of my business! I just want to tell you that Xuandu is covered by me, if you don't accept it, come and find me, that's it!"

Then, the white-faced monk suddenly felt a great crisis, and jumped out of the meditation room.

A white lotus flower bloomed behind him, and the angry flames set the entire meditation room on fire, which made him startled.

This is definitely not the power of Xuandu!

Who will it be!
The white-faced scholar was lucky to escape, but the others were not so lucky.

Zheng Wu's strange object is Bai Yulian. Although the innate multiplicity is not high, after Zheng Wu was promoted to the supernatural powers, his abilities have also improved by leaps and bounds.

Every lotus petal can display unimaginable Buddhist techniques.

Although it will take a lot of time to refactor later, the most important thing for Buddhist monks is time.

Just using a petal, Zheng Wu was able to ignite the karmic fire in the hearts of ten people from a distance, directly burning seven monks, and letting them die tragically indoors.

Opening his eyes, Zheng Wu snorted coldly: "It's a pity that only seven people were killed."

"Zheng Wu, you are a bit murderous." Wang Huai said while lying on the side drinking wine.

"I belong to the evil sect of Buddhism, and it's normal to have a strong murderous nature. The evil sect pays attention to stopping killing with killing, and suppressing evil with evil. With the compassionate heart of hell, whoever goes to hell if I don't go to hell, cut off the cause and effect in the world. Even if In the end, I will be entangled in karma and fall into the boundless hell, and I will not hesitate."

Taking a long breath, Zheng Wu continued: "The Buddhism in this world has fallen, so it must be rebuilt again. It's a pity that I couldn't kill all those people this time, and it will be a bit difficult to catch them all in the future. "

"You can do whatever you want. Anyway, I admire you, Master Zheng, but I don't like Buddhism very much, so I don't care if you call back and forth, as long as I enjoy watching."

Zheng Wu looked at Wang Huai helplessly: "Wang Huai, you are getting more and more serious about Lezi."

"What fun."

Xuandu and Jiang Liuer on the side listened to their conversation and dared not say a word.

The big brother's world is so scary, let's stop talking.

The four of them continued to go down the river, and they came to a ferry in a short time.

After getting off the boat at the ferry, Xuandu looked into the distance and said: "Get off the boat here, and then we need to walk. But we are not far from our destination, and we will probably arrive there in two days."

"Father, I never had time to ask, what are we going to do in the capital?"

"You didn't know you were still following me!"

"Otherwise where would I go?"

Xuan Du stared at Jiang Liu'er with wide eyes, finally sighed, and said, "It's nothing, I'll try to wake up my benefactor Huiyuan."

"What's the use of waking him up?" Jiang Liu'er continued to ask.

"Buddhism split, and I was somewhat responsible. After all, I was Huiyuan's heir at the time. It's a pity that I left at that time, and Buddhism split into what it is now. My own appeal is not strong, so I can only try to make me The master awakened him, and then let him come out to play the leading role. After all, the situation of exterminating the Buddha country is a bit special, and the awakened Buddha country seems a bit strange, so I can only let my master go out."

Jiang Liu'er looked at Xuandu, and asked suspiciously: "Does this count as letting your father come out to wipe his ass?"

"You son of a bitch is courting death!"

"Then the next question, that Huiyuan...couldn't be me?"

Xuan Du looked at Jiang Liu'er with disdain: "My son, it's enough to think about such words when you are dreaming. Are you embarrassed to say it? My master is a genius, a generation of heroes. How can you compare yourself to him?"

"You old man is really shameless! I will never support you when you are old!"

"I'm old now, have you ever raised me!"

Zheng Wu looked at the two helplessly, feeling that it was a mistake to choose the two to stay and rebuild Buddhism.

But if they have chosen, what can they do? They can only go through the fate of the two and see if they can become talents in the end.

Pulling Wang Huai, Zheng Wu said in a low voice: "Buddhism in this world is mixed with a lot of dark Buddhism. Xuandu's master, Huiyuan, is a generation of Buddhist leaders. Perhaps he has been corrupted by the dark side, so we must guard against it."

"Don't worry, I'm already prepared."

Showing off the beacon in his hand, Zheng Wu found that Wang Huai's beacon had cooled down, and he could summon his companions in the blood sea to sweep everything away at any time.

Seeing this, Zheng Wu nodded slightly.

It feels really cool to be organized.

(End of this chapter)