Qin Lin threw the lama's corpse away, recalling the taste of blood remaining in his mouth.

Although this lama's cultivation is not enough, because this lama practices tantric exercises, it is quite different from the true yuan and aura of the Taoist priests and monks that Qin Lin met in the past, so their blood is also unique.

"Zombies!"

The remaining three lamas were all shocked, Qin Lin looked no different from ordinary people, he was actually a vampire zombie.

"Whether you're a human or a zombie, you're going to die today!"

Qin Lin licked the blood from the corner of his mouth and said lightly, "I'm afraid you don't have that strength." ”

"Bampen Mi Ni Ni Sussoto!"

The lamas each made a hand seal, recited the Dharma, and for a time the three lamas were full of Buddha's light.

"Hmph, just zombies, in front of our Tantric Buddha light, can you still be murderous?"

Qin Lin held his head high, without the slightest fear, and saw that as soon as the Buddha's light approached Qin Lin, a golden dragon phantom suddenly flew out from Qin Lin's body, and the dragon roared for nine days, proud of the world.

Oh!~

As the so-called dragon screams, all things bow down.

Although the Buddha's light restrained Qin Lin, the dragon's energy also restrained the Buddha's light.

"How is that possible?"

"What the hell is going on?"

When the lama saw that the Buddha's light was broken, he had no intention of fighting again. The zombie in front of him, not only like ordinary people, but also has such mysterious things as dragon qi on his body, and he vaguely guessed something in his heart.

"He's the King of Corpses, the King of Corpses......"

The lama exclaimed.

Even Nyingma, who fell to the ground on the side, and his breath seemed to be as if he was not seriously injured, his pupils shrank, and his heart was like a turbulent wave, and it was difficult to calm down.

The lama knew that he was not Qin Lin's opponent, and now his life was at stake, but the order of the Eight Sipa had long been forgotten.

"If you want to leave, how can it be so easy?!"

Qin Lin didn't have a good impression of these lamas, if it wasn't for the fact that things didn't cause twists and turns, he would have taken action a long time ago. Now that the spirit boy is enlightened, he doesn't need to hide anymore, he can fight.

"Taiyin Pole Dao, Ten Thousand Laws Flowing Corpse!"

Qin Lin's whole body was running at an extremely fast speed, and three black rays were condensed in his palms, and the terrifying power contained in them made the scalps of the three lamas numb.

"Well, this is a demon!"

The three lamas were so frightened that they couldn't spread their wings and fled the place.

"Go!"

The black mangs swept through the air with the sound of a sonic storm.

"Flutter!"

The three lamas only felt a chill in their chests, and when they subconsciously looked at it, they saw that a large hole had appeared in their chests, and the violent energy in it was raging instantly.

"Bang!"

The bodies of the three lamas exploded directly, and there were no bones left.

In fact, Qin Lin didn't look at these four lamas from beginning to end, and his eyes kept falling on the unconscious little shrimp.

Falling to the side, Nyingma, who was dying, stood up again and shouted, "You must not approach the spirit child!"

At this time, the Guardian Living Buddha of the Potala Palace, his tone was already extremely weak, if it weren't for Qin Lin's keen hearing, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to hear it.

Although Nyingma's voice was small, but it was extremely resolute, if Qin Lin took another step forward, he would definitely not hesitate to fight with Qin Lin.

Qin Lin looked at this old lama curiously, and said, "Fight your current body, even if you want to die with me, I'm afraid you won't be able to stop me, right?"

Instead of bluffing, Nyingma confessed, "Indeed, I am not long in my life, and even in my prime, I am not your enemy. ”

Qin Lin picked up the little shrimp and asked, "Then how are you going to stop me?"

Nyingma sighed, as if she had given up something, and recited the Buddha's name: "Buddha Amitayus!"

"Poof!"

The Nyingma actually knelt down, threw his hands on the ground, and pleaded, "You are the king of corpses, and you are." No one can beat it, please let the spirit child go. ”

Nyingma is a tantric living Buddha, in Tibet can be said to be the existence of ten thousand people to admire, kneeling and worshiping only kneeling to the sky, kneeling to the ground, kneeling to the Buddha, Bodhisattva; And now he knelt down to Qin Lin and a zombie, which made Qin Lin unexpected.

Nyingma was already in tears, because of her excessive emotions, the strong true yuan could no longer suppress the pain, and she fell to the ground and convulsed.

But even though he was suffering, he was still pleading.

Although Nyingma knew that everything he was doing now might be useless, he had to do it, and it was his duty and mission to protect the spirit child and welcome back the Dalai Lama's true body, and he was willing to give everything for it.

Zombies are ruthless, low-level zombies, have no emotion, only know how to kill, how to talk about feelings. Zombies who can be cultivated to the advanced level, although they have cultivated three souls and seven spirits, and have emotions again, they have endured many hardships and hardships, and they can see through the seven emotions and six desires, and they will only be more cold-blooded than before, because life is meaningless in front of them.

Compared with the previous killings, one is unintentional and the other is intentional!

But Qin Lin is different, he is not a pure zombie after all. Qin Lin may have something that other zombies don't have from beginning to end—humanity!

Therefore, Qin Lin was shaken.

But Qin Lin knew that that thing was very important to him, and he had to get it. Today, he may be able to let go of Xiao Xiami, but in the future, those who claim to be doing the right thing for the heavens, even the gods and Buddhas of the heavens, will they let themselves go?

Qin Lin shook his head and refused: "Nyingma Great Living Buddha, I'm sorry, I have to get the Living Buddha relics. ”

Nyingma's expression changed, and he exclaimed, "You want relics!"

Relics are left behind after the death of people who are advanced in Buddhism, and they are the essence of their body, and they are the same as the golden pills left by those who cultivate the Tao.

The reincarnated spirit child is the reincarnation of the living Buddha of the Dalai Lama, as long as he is enlightened and comprehends the past and present lives, he can cultivate the supreme Dharma.

And what Qin Lin is trying to do is a relic, that's right, to open Zhang Sheng's boiling sea array, there are Buddha relics among the heavy treasures needed. So far, Qin Lin has never seen a real immortal Buddha, so where can he find the Buddha's relics? Even if he encounters them, he can't run away, and he dares to ask for relics?!

Although the Dalai Living Buddha is far inferior to the Buddha, his relics are also relics, and their nature is the same.

"Haha!~"

Nyingma scoffed.

Qin Lin raised his eyebrows and said curiously, "What are you laughing at?"

Nyingma's breathing was already a little rapid at this time, and he said intermittently: "As a corpse king, you don't even know this bit of common sense?"

“？”

Qin Lin looked puzzled.

"Although the reincarnated spirit boy is the reincarnation of the Dalai Living Buddha, but also need to re-practice the Dharma, even if the little shrimp is enlightened, comprehend the past life and the present body, participate in the cycle of life and death, and the cultivation can not be recovered instantly, you want to relic, I am afraid that it will have to wait for a few years. ”

Qin Lin said that he didn't know, he thought that as long as the spirit child was enlightened, he would be the living Buddha of the Dalai Lama, and then he would be able to obtain the relics.

Do you really want to miss it?

"Hum!~"

The Sanskrit sound is wonderful, and the small shrimp that Qin Lin is holding in his hand emits bursts of Buddha light.

"Zizi~"

The light of the Buddha was restrained by the corpse qi on his body, and Qin Lin had no choice but to put the small shrimp on the ground.

With the light of the Buddha, the whole person of Xiao Shrimp became extremely sacred, really like the Buddha came into the world.

Nyingma's eyes were full of joy, and the little shrimp was completely enlightened, and his task was accomplished.

Xiao Ximi slowly opened his eyes, although the Buddha's light dissipated, but the essence in his eyes continued, showing his extraordinary.

"Where is this ......?"

Xiao Xiami rubbed his eyes, looked at the old lama on the ground, and Qin Lin, and asked, "What are you doing?"

Nyingma immediately shouted: "Little shrimp, you run, he is a zombie and wants to be unfavorable to you." ”

Xiao Xiami also recovered the memory of his previous life, knowing that the Nyingma Great Living Buddha was a good person, how could he leave him at this time.

"If you want to kill him, you must kill me first. ”

The little shrimp stopped in front of Nyingma.

"Little shrimp, although you are enlightened and have recovered a little mana, you are still far from being the opponent of this corpse king. ”

Xiao Ximi was puzzled: "Corpse King, it's impossible, I look at him with discerning eyes, although this zombie is strange, it's just stiff!"

Qin Lin and Ningma were all taken aback.

Qin Lin said secretly: "I didn't expect this little shrimp to see my details at a glance after enlightenment, and he deserves to be a spirit child!"

"Hey, you zombie, although you are only stiff, but like ordinary people, the soul is complete, there must be a great creation, why don't you accumulate virtue and gain the Tao as soon as possible, and get rid of the sea of suffering......"

How could Qin Lin listen to a little kid preaching, and said to himself: "Shut up!

"Woo......"

Xiao Shrimp hurriedly covered his mouth, although he remembered the memories of his previous life, but he was still a little Shrimp, and all kinds of things in his previous life were like a cloud of smoke. Although he was a spirit child, he was also a child, and he was still scared in his heart when he was yelled at by Qin Lin like this.

At this time, Qin Lin also saw that although the little shrimp was extraordinary, his cultivation was far from reaching the bottom of the cultivation of the relics, and he secretly said: "Well, do you really have to find a Buddha to get the relics?"

"Ahem...... Ahem......"

At this time, Nyingma said, "Your Excellency has such a creation, which is really rare in the world. ”

Zombies, although abandoned by heaven and earth, are separated from the six realms, do not enter reincarnation, are not old, and are not dead.

Ordinary zombies have no souls, they are muddy, and they have been destroyed before they have developed their intelligence.

But Qin Lin not only has three souls and seven spirits, but also cultivated into a primordial god, so the characteristics of zombies have become Qin Lin's strengths. There are pros and cons to everything, one yin and one yang is the way!

"As long as ...... Ahem...... As long as Your Excellency promises me to protect the spirit child and return to the Potala Palace, I will give it to you......"

I saw that Nyingma took out an object, the Buddha light around his body shone, and the aura rose, and at the moment it appeared, a hundred meters of dead wood was reborn, and a hundred flowers were in full bloom.

"Relic!"

Qin Lin blurted out.

With the nourishment of the light of the Buddha of the relics, Nyingma also had a little strength, and said weakly to the little shrimp: "The little shrimp originally belonged to you, but now it is ......."

As long as the spirit child absorbs the power of the relics, he can reduce decades of penance and achieve the true body of the Dalai Living Buddha as soon as possible, which is also an important way of Tantric inheritance.

Nyingma looked at Qin Lin and continued: "This is the relic left by the previous Living Buddha when he passed away, do you want it?"

Qin Lin was not stupid, he would not believe that this Nyingma would take the initiative to take out such a heavy treasure, and asked, "What do you want?"

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