"It's a pity, the old bald donkey, you guessed wrong, this kid is not the old man's heir, and the old man is not ready to take him. ”

The dry Taoist shook his head, the Mai monk Buddha is called Jingde, the founding ancestor of the Great Burning Heaven Buddha Sect, and he is a long-famous Taoist Bodhisattva.

Buddhism pays attention to the cultivation of the mind, pays attention to the emptiness of the four major beings, and holds the concept of becoming a Buddha when you let go, and the monk Jingde, such a bodhisattva, is almost a living Buddha, half a foot has entered the threshold of eternal life, and the Dharma is unfathomable.

"Really?"

Monk Jingde spoke softly, obviously a little unconvinced.

The dry Dao people have a perverse temperament and a ruthless heart, and they have never been profitable, but now they have Yang Xuan by their side, which will inevitably cause speculation.

"Believe it or not. ”

The dry Taoist didn't say much, and said: "In the past, the old man killed you and burned many Buddhist disciples, old bald donkey, do you want to do it now, or do you want to do it later?"

Monk Jingde's eyes narrowed, not angry and arrogant, and said: "My Buddhist disciple and the ancestor have no grievances, but the ancestor is ruthless, and I ask the ancestor to give the old monk an explanation." ”

"A group of pseudo-Buddhas, just kill them. ”

The dry man sneered, "The old man has been acting all his life, so why do I need to explain it to you? If you are not happy, you can just come to fight." ”

As he spoke, a body of dead air surged wildly, and the dead air corroded everything, as if it could wither all things, making the silver-haired old woman, the one-armed man, and the god lord of the Protoss all shrink their pupils, and they were afraid of abnormality.

For them, the death aura of the withered Dao people is too terrifying, no one wants to be contaminated with a little bit, if they really want to be invaded by this death breath, the body and soul will probably decay in an instant.

"Amitabha!"

Monk Jingde folded his hands, his treasure was solemn, and the immeasurable Buddha light burst out on his body, not affected by death at all.

"This old monk is very strong!"

Yang Xuan thought secretly, understanding that the dry Dao people had encountered a strong enemy.

"Old bald donkey, if you don't do it, if you don't do it, the old man won't accompany you. ”

The dry Taoist said coldly.

"Don't worry, there will be a battle between you and me sooner or later. ”

Monk Jingde said and looked at Yang Xuan again, the more he looked at it, the happier he became, and said with a gentle smile: "Where did the little benefactor's surname come from? ”

"If you take refuge in my Buddha, you can really be free and detached?"

Yang Xuan grinned and said funny.

"Of course, I am a Buddha with compassion and believe that everyone can become a Buddha, as long as you have great perseverance and a great Buddha heart, you can cross others and yourself, and finally reach the other side of eternal life. ”

The monk Jingde deserves to be authentic.

"Senior, let's tell me first who you believe in Immortal Buddha, right?"

Yang Xuan changed the subject.

"Amitabha, I am the Great Burning Heaven Buddha Sect, and I believe in the ancient Buddha of the Western Heavens. ”

"The Ancient Buddha of the Western Heavens, what the predecessors said about me, the Great Xuantian Buddha of the Western Heavens?"

"That's right, it is the Buddha of the West Heaven, the Buddha of the West Heaven is also the master of the old monk, the old monk traveled in his early years, and was fortunate to be enlightened by the Buddha of the West Heaven, so he returned to the Great Burning Heaven and founded the Buddha Sect, aiming to benefit the common people, well, not much to say, the old monk asked you again, are you willing to enter my Buddhism?"

"That, I'm sorry, the younger generation is still young, and I still have nostalgia for the red world, and I never thought of becoming a monk, and I have been with the ancient Buddha of the green lantern all the year round. ”

"That's a pity, although you have my Buddhist roots, but you are also deeply demonic in your heart, and you may be in a quagmire at any time. ”

Monk Jingde sighed in disappointment, his eyes suddenly became fierce, and he shouted: "The evil demon is outside, everyone gets and is punished, but the little donor, you will fall into the devil's way in the future, and bring disaster to the world, today the old monk will personally wipe out the demon in your heart, do you accept it or not?"

After that, recite the Buddha's voice, the Buddha's voice is vast and solemn, resounding through the heavens and the earth, to suppress all evil demons.

Not far away, the one-armed man trembled, his eyes shot out two red lights, forcibly blocking the Buddha's voice, and at the same time opened his mouth and snorted coldly: "Old monk, what are you doing?!"

"If you don't get rid of the demons in your heart, you will give birth to countless evil thoughts, desires, your Excellency is a great demon of enlightenment, and you will eventually be controlled by the demons in your heart, why not get rid of distracting thoughts today and take refuge in my Buddha?"

Jingde monk said.

"Demons have demons, demons have demons, Lao Tzu likes to eat meat and drink wine most in his life, so he doesn't have the time to enter your Buddhism and receive the rules and precepts of your Buddhism, don't think about it. ”

Hearing the words of the one-armed man, Yang Xuan not only glanced at this person, but also laughed and said: "This demon senior said it well, and the younger generation agrees very much, the people in my generation, whether they are demons or demons, what they want is to be happy and free, and not be bound by any rules and regulations." ”

"Hey, you're all right, it's impossible, the old monk's great compassion and great compassion spell, why can't you extinguish your demons?!"

Monk Jingde was surprised, he used the Great Buddha Dharma to recite the Great Compassion Mantra, thinking that he could easily erase Yang Xuan's inner demons, who would have thought that Yang Xuan would have nothing to do.

You must know that even a holy realm demon like a one-armed man has to resist the Great Compassion Curse with secret methods in order to barely stabilize the demon in his heart, but Yang Xuan is obviously so young, but he can't avoid it, and he is forced to accept the curse and remain unmoved.

Yang Xuan's expression was as usual, and he said word by word: "Becoming a Buddha and becoming a demon is all in my thoughts, so why do you need to get rid of demons for me? Old monk, don't do useless work, the strength of my Dao heart is far beyond your imagination." ”

"Good, good, the old monk thought that God has the virtue of a good life, and originally wanted to spare your life, but now it seems that you are terminally ill and cannot be saved. ”

Monk Jingde is about to make a move.

At this moment, the dry Taoist suddenly spoke, "This son is kind to me, if you want to kill him, you have to ask the old man if you agree?"

"Thank you, Ancestor. ”

Yang Xuan was grateful, if there was no protection from the dry Dao people today, he could only go as far as he could, and as for whether he could successfully leave, even he was not sure.

"This son has an enmity with my god clan, can Kurong Ancestor sell his face and hand him over to me for disposal?"

In mid-air not far away, the Protoss Divine Lord suddenly stepped forward.

"You are?"

The withered Dao man glanced at the Divine Divine Lord.

"I, Ouyang Jun, am the lord of the Great Xuantian Divine Mountain. ”

"I haven't heard of it, but you should be Ouyang Xuan's descendant. ”

"Ancestor knows the previous god master of our clan?"

"I've met once, and I've fought against him, and I didn't win or lose that battle. ”

Hearing this, Ouyang Jun was speechless, of course he would not doubt the words of the withered Daoist, and an ancestor-level figure like the withered Daoist would never lie to deceive him.

"This kid, I will protect the ancestor, and whoever wants to move him will not give the ancestor my face. ”

Here, the dry Daoist spoke, and after speaking, he ignored Ouyang Jun, the silver-haired old woman, the one-armed man, and the Jingde monk, and directly rolled up Yang Xuan and flew into the distance.

(End of chapter)