Sweeping Monk, Go Down the Mountain at Full Level

"Bold souls, forbidden places in Buddhism, don't even think about going in!"

Seeing this, Xu Changsheng was anxious, and he shouted violently with thunder on the tip of his tongue. He grabbed the cassock on his body with one hand, slammed it up, and threw it away.

"Crash!"

The scarlet cassock unfolded, spread out in mid-air, and spun away.

The Shurangama mantras on it bloomed with golden light in Sanskrit, and the secret power circulated, covering the evil spirits of more than a dozen unjust souls and killing them.

Xu Changsheng reached his heels, grabbed the castrated cassock, pulled his arm, and put it on again.

The whole process was not at all sloppy.

Simply put, it's so cool!

Xu Changsheng fought back to the front of the mountain gate and continued to guard the mountain gate.

The skeleton soldiers at the bottom of the stone steps really came up continuously.

Fortunately, the mountain peaks are steep, the stone steps are steep, and there are few places for smooth passage.

Otherwise, Xu Changsheng would be flawless by himself, and would not be able to stop more demons.

Xu Changsheng waved the broom in his hand.

Use the broom as an Arhat stick and a Bodhidharma stick, and it becomes more and more convenient.

On the treetops on the moon, people about after dusk.

The beautiful night, in the deep mountains and old forests, is more gloomy and terrifying.

Xu Changsheng fought for several hours, even if he cultivated Yi Jin Jing to the third level, his physical strength and strength were far superior to ordinary people, and his Buddhist power was not enough.

Xu Changsheng began to have a negative state of dizziness and exhaustion.

The energy in the body is about to be exhausted.

This was because Xu Changsheng didn't use any expensive Buddhist supernatural powers.

Otherwise, with his cultivation base in the early stage of the Dust Realm, he would have used up the Buddha's power long ago.

"Not good! Once the Buddha's power is exhausted. Without a broom blessed by the Buddha's power, it is impossible to kill a skeleton soldier, let alone a sword, spear, axe and tomahawk!"

Xu Changsheng's heart kept sinking to the bottom of the valley.

Crisis is coming!

Doom is hard to pass.

"Ding Dong, congratulations to the host, you have successfully obtained a total of 200 cultivation points. Do you want to improve your cultivation?"

At this time, the system prompt sound like timely rain.

"My cultivation value has accumulated to 200 points?"

Xu Changsheng was overjoyed and immediately responded, "System, use your cultivation points to improve your cultivation level immediately!"

"Ding Dong, congratulations to the host, you have successfully improved your cultivation base and consumed 200 cultivation points!"

With the sound of the system falling, Xu Changsheng's depleted Buddhist power suddenly appeared in the depths of his body, a more pure and majestic Buddhist power.

Mid-Dust World!

Within a day, Xu Changsheng had never cultivated at all, and had risen to the realm of the middle stage of the dust realm.

With the blessing of the new Buddha power, Xu Changsheng was exhausted, and he fought the skeleton soldiers again.

Wait until midnight.

The old demon of Montenegro began to wonder.

Why is the little monk still not exhausted, and why the tattered ancient temple has not been captured.

How could it know that Xu Changsheng, with the help of the cultivation points "sent" by the skeleton soldiers, raised the cultivation realm to the late stage of the dust realm!

In the second half of the night, the skeletons in front of the mountain gate were piled up like a mountain, which was appalling.

Xu Changsheng accumulated cultivation points.

Whenever the Buddha's power is about to be exhausted and he is exhausted, he will use the cultivation value to improve the cultivation realm.

Every time the realm of cultivation is improved, new, more majestic and pure Buddha power will emerge.

That's how he supported it.

It's almost dawn...

Xu Changsheng blew up another skeleton soldier, raised his eyes tiredly, and looked at the fish-mammed white sky at the end of the mountain.

The hardships and hardships that night, how many dangers he has experienced, are insignificant.

But the gains are also huge.

"Ding Dong, congratulations to the host, you have successfully improved your cultivation base and consumed 400 cultivation points!"

In an instant, Xu Changsheng's state of mind was clear, and the mystery was mysterious.

It seems that there is really a dusty mirror stage, which has been polished brightly, and blessings and misfortunes can be reflected on the bright mirror stage, which can seek good luck and avoid evil.

"I'm in the early stage of the mirror stage now..."

"According to what Master said, I also have inspiration now, and it can be... not good!"

Xu Changsheng's bright mirror platform reflected good and bad luck, and immediately gave birth to a mysterious and mysterious inspiration.

Without the slightest hesitation, he put the broom upright in front of the mountain gate, and sat in the cross-legged posture under the mountain gate, folded his hands together, and recited the complete Shurangama mantra.

"Ten Ganges river sand, Vajra secret traces, holding a pestle on a mountain, all over the Void Realm..."

Now, the skeleton soldiers on the stone steps of the mountain road have been emptied, and all of them have been eliminated by Xu Changsheng.

Only the evil spirits that filled the sky were left, and the ghosts were still lingering, unwilling to disperse.

"Gather for this seat!"

Suddenly, the top of the mountain was surging with wind and clouds, and the dark clouds covered the sky and the sun.

These countless evil spirits swarmed together and turned into a huge skeleton face, black gas billowing, and evil thoughts monstrous.

"Little monk, this seat is your calamity, you can't escape it!"

The old demon of Montenegro roared, controlling the huge skeleton face in the sky, and flew down.

The huge skull face opened its bloody mouth, revealing thousands of small skulls.

These skeleton heads are suffocating, densely packed together, and they look extremely infiltrating, worthy of being a demon method! *

Chapter 8 Radiant Tathagata, proclaiming the divine curse! 【For collection】

"At that time, World Honored One, from the bun, a hundred treasures of light poured out. From the light, Qianye Baolian..."

Xu Changsheng's mouth moved faster and faster, and one by one complicated and obscure Sanskrit syllables spit out from his mouth.

Pieces of golden Sanskrit, as if materialized, floated to the top of his head, forming a mysterious and prosperous Buddhist scripture.

This Buddhist scripture is formed, and there is golden Sanskrit, which vaguely shows the phantom of the golden Buddha in the fleshy bun.

This made Xu Changsheng sitting cross-legged under the mountain gate, his handsome face was solemn and solemn, and his precious appearance was solemn.

Although he was wearing a broken cassock and there was no ring scar on the top of his head, he was really like a little holy monk at the moment, and the Dharma was profound.

"A mere little novice, the Buddha-nature is very high, but unfortunately the cultivation is not enough, I will die for this seat!"

The huge skeleton face high in the sky, the ferocious mouth opened and closed, and the voice of the Montenegrin old demon came out, shaking the mountains and forests.

Xu Changsheng was unmoved and continued to chant the scriptures.

The Shurangama mantra on the head is getting more and more complete!

Seeing that the old demon of Montenegro couldn't shake Xu Changsheng's mind, in anger and anger, he controlled a huge collection of evil spirits and suffocated, and rushed down.

"die--"

"Ah ah ah ah ah……"

The terrifyingly infiltrating huge skeleton face opened its mouth wide, and there were countless grievances in it, screaming and screaming.

Such a terrifying collection of evil spirits and evil spirits is bigger than the entire mountain.

It rolled down, covering the sky and the sun, as if to destroy everything.

The ruined ancient temple is like an ant under the sole of a foot, insignificant.

"Dong dong dong..."

"Bang dang bang bang bang bang..."

The huge agglomeration of grievances and suffocation has not been completely suppressed, and the exposed tiles on the roof of the ruined temple of the ancient temple flew out and smashed to the ground.

The doors and windows shook violently.

From the corner of the wall, cracks appeared one after another, extending out.

The beams and pillars swayed, ready to collapse at any moment.

The ancient trees in the courtyard trembled, and the leaves rustled and fell.

Under the angry blow of the old demon of Montenegro, it seems that the entire ancient temple is about to fall apart.

At this moment, Xu Changsheng suddenly opened his eyes.

His eyes are bright, like a divine lightning blooming, piercing the light of night and dawn.

"...Without seeing the top sign, let the Tathagata shine, proclaim the divine mantra!"

The last four words "proclaim the divine spell", in Xu Changsheng's mouth, sounded like a spring thunder exploded in the dark night and dawn.

Xu Changchang stood up, and Lang Lang shouted loudly: "Proclaim the spell!"

"Proclaim the spell!"

"Proclaim the spell!"

"boom--"