Chapter XXXII, Phalanges

"Dragon, it. It's true. Slut Wei looked at the scene in front of him in shock.

The wind was still blowing strongly, cold to the bone.

"Whew"

The dragon's moaning was even more harsh, and even my ears began to bleed.

After all, I'm the weakest player here.

A string of prayer beads appeared in the hand of the woman in white, as if it was a Buddhist thing, and there seemed to be words in her mouth, and the string of Buddhist beads instantly bloomed with supreme Buddha light.

Of these 3,000 avenues, only the Buddhist path is 3,000 and one, which is beyond the 3,000 avenues, and it stands to reason that it should not be, but Buddhism does not seem to be a thing in this realm.

However, this string of Buddha beads is some years old, the texture seems to be Zen, the texture is Vajra Bodhi, and the rosary has one hundred and eight prayer beads, symbolizing one hundred and eight troubles in the world.

The Buddhist Sutra says: If you want to worry about karma, you should hold on to one hundred and eighteen, if you do, if you sit, if you lie down, you should always be careful that your mind is not scattered.

At this time, the dragon's eyes were no longer so red, and the violent wind gradually subsided.

The dragon gradually stretched out his head and motioned for the woman in white to sit down.

The woman jumped lightly and went up to the top of the dragon's head, and then the woman said, "The black dragon said that in order to thank us for helping him regain his senses, everyone can choose one of the dragon's treasures behind." ”

As he spoke, the black dragon's eyes seemed to disappear in the darkness.

Gradually, we walked into the treasure of the dragon, and everyone pressed the question of why the rosary could tame the black dragon.

I envy why I don't have a pet!

The scene of the Dragon's Vault is very pleasantly surprised, like a pile of gold shining there.

Those of us looked at the things in front of us and began to choose.

The God of Gamblers said that the prize depends on fate.

I secretly launched the Tao Sutra to see if I could meet something destined.

It's a pity that there was no reaction, after all, this scripture is too mysterious and was manifested in the previous Da Ding.

Later, when I went back to the Stealing Bible, a kind of summoning drew me in.

Walking along with that feeling, I found a phalange.

As soon as I touched it, I felt a sharp tearing pain coming from my index finger, like a peeling and blood exchange, and the phalanx bone merged with my finger.

The sea of my soul seemed to have been invaded by a huge will, and there was a black smoke that gradually ate away at my sea of soul.

The Great Ding seemed to sense danger and manifested on the Sea of Souls.

A majestic suction came from inside, and the black smoke seemed to meet a nemesis, and the sense of threat disappeared in an instant.