Chapter 12: The Palace of Blood
Gu Changsheng was a step late.
When he landed in the village, he saw corpses all over the field, and rivers of blood flowed like a river.
This small village deep in the mountains, with a population of only a few hundred, is afraid that no one would have imagined that there would be such a catastrophe.
"Nam no Amitaba Night"
"Dotagada Night"
"Dodi Night"
"Amiri Tu Bhavi"
"Amiridox"
The mouth was full of solemn and sacred incantations, the words were clear, like Hong Zhong Dalu, like the Buddha chanting from Gu Changsheng's mouth.
The thick blood and the evil spirit that had accumulated in the village were dissipated under the baptism and purification of this "death curse".
The life and death of mortals have their own destiny, and Gu Changsheng can only recite a "death mantra", so that the hundreds of lives in this village can be reincarnated instead of lonely souls and wild ghosts.
"What are you doing, little bald donkey, is this the place for you?"
slaughtered a dozen red-robed monks in the village, and swept over not far away.
The man at the head, about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, had a pair of eyes that turned on Gu Changsheng without kindness, and shouted.
"Amitabha. ”
Gu Changsheng's state of mind was like an abyss, there was no joy or sorrow, his dark and bright gaze was fixed in front of him, and he said: "Cultivators, slaughter mortals, you and other evil demons, don't you allow the little monk to go beyond these mortals?"
The man at the head laughed heartily: "What a bold little bald donkey! If you want to overtake these ants, Uncle Ben can't control it." But if you dare to say that we are evil and devilish, this is your fault. “
Gu Changsheng turned a deaf ear, put his hands together and saw the clue, and said: "Devouring the blood and qi of mortals, in order to improve your cultivation, you can comprehend such a demonic exercise, the word evil demon, it is already to elevate you." ”
Under the eyes of heaven, Gu Changsheng could see through everything, including the cultivation methods of these dozen red-robed monks.
And the man who was the leader of Gu Changsheng's words revealed a little surprise on his face and snorted: "You little bald donkey has some eyesight!"
Let me tell you the truth, we are all disciples of the Blood Demon Palace. This Yan Kingdom will be the territory of my Blood Demon Palace in a short time, and the mortals of the entire Yan Kingdom will be the practice blood food of my Blood Demon Palace!"
Gu Changsheng frowned slightly: "Does the Emperor of the Yan Kingdom agree?"
"Hahaha! You little bald donkey really doesn't know anything. The leader of the man laughed more and more rampantly, and said uncontrollably: "What is the Emperor of Yan Kingdom? It is the land of Yan Kingdom, and it is only a corner of the edge of the Eastern Wilderness.
My Blood Demon Palace is transcendent, it is a Demon Dao Sect, and if I send an elder casually, I can wipe out the Yan Kingdom without much effort.
That Emperor of Yan Kingdom is a bit backbone, but in front of the huge power of my Blood Demon Palace, this Emperor of Yan Kingdom will either compromise honestly, or he will be scattered, and he will die with a whimper, how do you think this Emperor of Yan Kingdom will choose?"
Gu Changsheng didn't ask any more questions, and stepped forward, the Sanskrit sound rippling, and the witty words were full of words.
The body is three feet around, the golden light is shining in the world, and all evils are avoided.
Outside the dusty white monk's robe, there are faint golden lotus blooms.
The young monk who appeared in the eyes of more than a dozen disciples of the Blood Demon Palace was as sacred and undesecrated as the Buddha and Arhat who walked out of the painting!
"Shenyuan Realm Double?"
The man at the head gasped, he himself was only a member of the Divine Yuan Realm, and the dozen or so disciples of the Blood Demon Palace behind him were just hovering at the level of the Foundation Building Realm.
A little scared, the leader of the man shouted: "Little monk, don't come nonsense! We are disciples of the Bloody Palace, if you dare to make a move, you will be the enemy of the Bloody Palace!"
Gu Changsheng was silent, and suddenly opened his closed eyes.
The brilliant divine light reflected and the dazzling Buddha light penetrated the void and imprisoned the soul will of more than a dozen disciples of the Blood Demon Palace.
"Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon!World-Honored Jizo!Swastika Buddha Seal, Town!"
There was not the slightest mercy, and for these dozen or so disciples of the Blood Demon Palace who sacrificed their lives to practice demonic skills, Gu Changsheng could not be committed.
Knock knock
Gu Changsheng, who had broken through to the double level of the Divine Yuan Realm, flew out of his palm with the "Swastika Buddha Seal", which was far more powerful than before!
It's like a round of lighting up the four and eight wildernesses, carrying the immeasurable Buddha light of the Futu pagoda!
On the other hand, more than a dozen disciples of the Blood Demon Palace, under the suppression of this "swastika Buddha seal", were like headless flies, like grasshoppers and ants, and they wailed and screamed.
Even the man who was the leader of the Shenyuan Realm couldn't take a few breaths, so he confessed to the law and turned into powder.
[Ding!Kill seventeen disciples of the Blood Demon Palace, and get a total of 97 merit points]
[Ding!Past Life Mantra, Transform 387 Dead Souls in the Village, and Gain a Total of 387 Merit Points!]
Gu Changsheng seemed to notice something, and his eyes fell on the old well in the distance.
Walking forward and lifting the corpse lying on the mouth of the well, Gu Changsheng saw a trembling figure, curled up and hiding in the shadows at the bottom of the well.
"Amitabha. ”
With a sigh, Gu Changsheng stepped on the Buddha's light golden lotus and fell to the bottom of the well.
In an instant, the cold air that had been precipitated at the bottom of the well for hundreds of years ceased to exist.
The little man hiding in the shadows only felt that his whole body was warm, and when he looked up, he saw a peerless little novice with a handsome face, a long posture, and a divine Buddha light.
Gu Changsheng also saw the villain's appearance clearly, this was a seven or eight-year-old girl, with pigtails, big eyes, a dirty face, and a rag dress.
"Amitabha. ”
"Little donor's day mourns. ”
"The poor monk can't come back to life, but that group of wicked people has all been suppressed by the little monk and sent to the hell of Abi. ”
Gu Changsheng said softly.
"Really?"
The little girl was skeptical, wiping her tears and trying to climb out of the well to see.
"I'll come. ”
Gu Changsheng took one of the little girl's hands and walked outside in the air.
The little girl who saw the corpses of the seventeen disciples of the Blood Demon Palace couldn't hold back her tears anymore.
Gu Changsheng didn't stop it, children, after this big change, it is better to vent and cry.
"This little girl's physique is a little special. ”
The body of the remnant soul, the immortal Linglong, who had always been floating beside Gu Changsheng, suddenly spoke.
Immortal Linglong, who has no physical body, this wisp of remnant soul body, can only be seen by Gu Changsheng, and the little girl who is kneeling on the ground and crying is not aware at all.
"What's so special?"
Gu Changsheng opened the Tianyan Pass when he heard this, and carefully observed the little girl for a while, but he didn't find anything.
"Your little monk's eyes are the eyes of Buddhism. ”
Xian Linglong said teasingly: "Buddhism has five eyes and six links, if you can open the third eye, you may be able to see some clues." ”
"What the hell is going on, you don't sell it. Gu Changsheng urged: "If you don't say it, I will temper you, little monk." ”
Fairy Linglong: ???
Why is this monk still in a hurry?
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