My Years in the Folklore World

Chapter 322 White Lotus Buddha
Jiang Xinghuo's mind moved, and the small pupils in his eyes slowly emerged. In the vision of Tathagata Zang, all the data of those monsters were revealed.

"Blood Lake Ghost, a ten-year Taoist practice, a dead soul evil ghost in the Taoist Blood Lake Prison, hatched from a resentful infant spirit."

Watching these blood lake ghosts rushing towards him, Jiang Xinghuo flipped his wrist, and the Fire Dragon Gun of the Taoist Master Shen Ji Bai Lian appeared between his hands.

boom!boom!
Two fire dragons roared and rushed out, spreading like a sea of ​​fire, burning the blood lake ghosts that pounced on them into ashes.

Jiang Xinghuo easily dealt with the blood lake ghost on the stairs, but the ferocious roars downstairs became more and more frequent. He looked out the window and saw that it was a mess outside.

The Blood Lake Ghosts roamed and plundered in groups on the streets, and began to charge towards the surrounding shops and houses, chasing and biting the fleeing crowds, just like the zombies in a science fiction movie.

Further away from the memorial, there were several unknown monsters blocking the intersection, preventing all vehicles from passing.

"This is a big deal!"

Jiang Xinghuo immediately took out his cell phone and wanted to call Lin Tianshou to tell him about the situation here.

But the result showed that the call could not be connected temporarily. Jiang Xinghuo's heart sank. Could it be that the surrounding signals had been blocked?

He had no choice but to take two photos, then went to the niche shop to look around and bought a Five Ghosts Moving Talisman.

"The Great Five Ghosts Transporting Talisman (consumable item) can transport items through the air without any spatial restrictions."

This talisman costs 3000 incense sticks in the niche shop, but it is of no use in daily life, so Jiang Xinghuo didn't take it seriously.

But now that I can use this thing, I can't worry about many other problems.

Jiang Xinghuo stuck the talisman on the phone. As an order sounded, the talisman wrapped around the phone and instantly turned into a stream of golden rainbow, flying out of the window and disappearing.

Not far away, a monster noticed Jiang Xinghuo's actions and was about to stop him when he was stopped by a fire dragon that broke through the air.

The scene outside was in chaos, and Jiang Xinghuo was powerless and could only place his hopes on Lin Tianshou.

……

boom!
The sound of firearms was heard, Jiang Xinghuo pulled the trigger, and the Fire Dragon Gun sent away another Blood Lake Ghost.

But more blood lake ghosts kept pouring up from downstairs and could not be killed at all.

Jiang Xinghuo himself was fine. Although there were many Blood Lake Ghosts in number, their skills were not very good and they couldn't get close to him.

If he wanted to leave, he could easily escape by using his escape technique and leave the memorial hall without any effort.

But there are still many ordinary people here. It would be better for them to leave. What will happen to them if they are left behind? They will just wait for death in vain.

Moreover, since the other party dared to take action in public, it means that they do not care about human lives.

Thinking of this, Jiang Xinghuo reached into his magic bag, grabbed out a handful of soybeans, shook his hand and tossed them, and with a bang, dozens of Yellow Turban strongmen immediately appeared at the stairs on the second floor.

Jiang Xinghuo turned his head and looked at the refugees behind him and said, "They will ensure your safety. As long as you don't leave here, you will not be in danger."

After saying this, Jiang Xinghuo walked down the stairs without waiting for the refugees to react.

When we arrived at the first floor, a tragic scene appeared before our eyes. The ground was covered with dirty blood. Many people had been killed and there were almost no survivors.

Just now, these Blood Lake Ghosts suddenly rushed in from outside, and the people in the memorial hall had no time to react. Even if someone could react, they would not be a match for those Blood Lake Ghosts.

At this time, the blood lake ghosts had already set their sights on Jiang Xinghuo and rushed towards him with strange cries, with blood and flesh flowing from their teeth, looking extremely hideous and terrifying.

Jiang Xinghuo flashed and avoided the encirclement of several Blood Lake Ghosts. Then he pulled the trigger and a fire dragon roared out, swallowing up those Blood Lake Ghosts.

But at this moment, Jiang Xinghuo suddenly felt a chill on his back, the air around him became chilly and chilly, and he could hear the sound of scriptures being chanted faintly.

Jiang Xinghuo was startled and turned around quickly, only to see a strange white figure floating in front of him, holding a lotus in his hand.

Bang! !
Weapons clashed! !
At the critical moment, Jiang Xinghuo used the muddy water stick to block the opponent's lotus grab. The lotus grab passed along the stick and smashed a big hole in the concrete floor next to it.

Looking at the spider-web-like cracks on the ground, Jiang Xinghuo couldn't help but feel scared. If he hadn't dodged, he would have been smashed to death by the other party.

A small pupil appeared, and Tathagata Garbha identified it.

"White Lotus Buddha Son (legendary relic), Buddha's light shines everywhere, all Buddhas pay homage to him, born to be the darling of Buddhism, his understanding of Buddhism far exceeds that of ordinary people, innate ability: White Lotus Rebirth, can borrow the power of White Lotus Buddha Mother for his own use."

“Lotus Snatcher (rare equipment), on the birthday of the Buddha Mother, a white lotus bloomed in the Eight Treasures Pond. The Buddha Mother picked it by hand, refined it into a weapon, and gave it to her son. It is as light as a feather when held, but as heavy as a rock when dropped. Special talent: It can be divided into thousands, and can be divided into thousands of real clones.”

But what shocked Jiang Xinghuo even more was the posture displayed by this White Lotus Buddha. Behind him, there were eight arms arranged in a circle, and each arm held a lotus.

In addition, what is placed on the neck is not a head, but three white lotuses, which, from left to right, appear in three forms: bud, blooming, and withered, and rotate around the light from time to time.

"The three-headed, eight-armed Dharma image, the relic of the White Lotus Buddha, the embodiment of the power of the law of catastrophe."

Dharma!

It is still the Dharma image of the law of disaster!
Jiang Xinghuo appeared calm on the surface, but there was a raging storm in his heart.

He didn't expect that the law mastered by the White Lotus Buddhist was actually the law of disaster of Lord Lingguan, and he also used this law as a basis to forge a corresponding Dharma image!
I'm afraid today's incident won't end well!!
At this time, a gentle voice came from the three lotus flowers.

"May the Buddha bless me. I didn't expect that I would be so lucky to meet a fellow monk who also controls the Law of Disaster. I am so sad. I hope the donor will not be stingy and give the Law of Disaster to me."

As he spoke, the White Lotus Buddhist held the lotus flower upside down in his left hand, made a Buddhist seal with his right hand, and slowly stretched it towards Jiang Xinghuo's chest.

A strange aura quickly spread around, like the tide, covering the first floor lobby of the memorial hall in a moment.

Those blood lake ghosts fell to their knees on the ground, sobbing and crying, not daring to have the slightest thought of resistance.

Jiang Xinghuo was in the center of this aura, and felt an indescribable decadence lingering in his heart, as if he was wearing shackles and shackles, oppressing him and making it hard for him to breathe.

"Mother Buddha, be merciful. I thank you for your kindness. I hope you can be reborn in paradise soon and not suffer from the troubles of the world."

The lotus on the neck of the White Lotus Buddha swayed slightly, and began to dissolve at a speed visible to the naked eye, revealing a human face again, with short hair and vague traces of scars from ordination.

At this time, Bai Lian Buddha's fingertips had already touched Jiang Xinghuo's chest, but just as he was about to take a step further, he suddenly found that his wrist was clamped.

"you……"

The White Lotus Buddha reacted extremely quickly and immediately unfolded his Dharma image. His head exploded with a loud bang and three white lotuses swayed and grew out of his chest.

At the same time, a purple-gold lightning suddenly burst out, striking the figure of Bai Lian Buddha away, and the strange aura lingering around was also torn apart by the dragon claw-like thunder.

Jiang Xinghuo struck while the iron was hot and showed no mercy. He used the Five Thunder Technique as if it were free and smashed into Bai Lian Buddha's body like a violent storm.

Then, he fired two more shots from the Fire Dragon Gun. Thunder and fire wrapped around the White Lotus Buddhist's body, and there was no reaction for a long time.

do you died?
Jiang Xinghuo held the altar of salt in his hand and stood far away, not daring to go over. If it came down to it, even if five of them were tied together, they might not be able to defeat this White Lotus Buddhist disciple.

Therefore, Jiang Xinghuo pretended that he could not resist the opponent's magic, trying to trick Bai Lian Buddha to his side before taking action.

No one knew whether the White Lotus Buddha was blinded by joy or was too confident in his own cultivation, but he actually untied his Dharma image and walked over.

However, his reaction was too quick. As soon as he noticed something was wrong, he unfolded his Dharma form again.

To be honest, Jiang Xinghuo had no idea how much damage the Five Thunder Technique could cause him.

The two of them remained in a stalemate for a few minutes. Suddenly, Jiang Xinghuo heard the sound of scriptures, and saw the White Lotus Buddhist slowly sitting up, clasping his hands together, and chanting Buddhist scriptures.

"Thus have I heard, at one time the Buddha was in the land of the void, with twelve thousand great bhikshus, all of whom were Arhats, all of whom had eliminated all defilements, no longer had any afflictions, had attained their own benefits, had eliminated all the entanglements of existence, and had attained freedom of mind..."

As the Sanskrit sounds rang out, the thunder and fire lingering on the White Lotus Buddha's body gradually disappeared, and his charred body began to slowly recover. The three lotus flowers on his neck even emitted endless Buddha light.

All the evil spirits and demons here are saved by the Buddha's light and no longer sink into the blood lake hell.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Xinghuo didn't even think about it. His magic power started to work quickly, and a large amount of fine salt poured out from the altar and spread towards the White Lotus Buddha.

Unexpectedly, the White Lotus Buddha offered almost no resistance and was swallowed up by the salt and sand in the blink of an eye. He turned into a salt statue that fell to the ground and shattered into nothingness.

Jiang Xinghuo was happy at first, but then he realized that he might have fallen into the opponent's trap.
As soon as this thought came to his mind, he heard the voice of the White Lotus Buddha coming from the corridor beside him.

"This is a minor path that cannot withstand a single blow. I will now help you to be reborn in the Western Paradise."

Although Bai Lian Buddha's tone was still as gentle as jade, his words were filled with strong murderous intent.

Jiang Xinghuo looked in the direction of the sound and saw a white rainbow passing by, lotus petals flying, and a figure suddenly rushing towards him.

Bang!

Weapons collide again!!
Jiang Xinghuo felt as if he was hit head-on by a huge truck. He flew backwards involuntarily, with blood gushing from the knuckles of his hands. But with a flash of emerald light, the wounds healed as before.

(End of this chapter)