After there were no distractions in his heart, Sen Luo strode forward. An iron-colored skeleton dressed in low-level samurai armor walked through the Buddhist hall, and the house next to it was filled with dried monks. Along the way, Sen Luo and Qing Mizuhime saw more and more impromptu Buddhist monks who seemed to be dried corpses, from one or two at the beginning, to now there are sixteen such monks sitting in the small courtyard that Sen Luo stepped into - looking at the robes and robes on their bodies, one by one they are still great monks rather than ordinary monks in front.

"Nothing remains...... There is no pure meaning of becoming a Buddha! Senro's duplex voice was extremely solemn, and he reached out and pushed open another door, and this time, he finally saw a living person. Those were children, probably a dozen or so adopted children from the monastery, the oldest of whom looked to be no more than eight or nine years old, and the youngest probably only five or six years old.

The children were dressed in monk's robes and had shaved hair, apparently dressed as little novices. Seeing that it was actually a skeleton ghost that pushed the door in, they all let out screams and cries, and ran around. "I can't go home when I practice!" One of the seven or eight-year-old children shouted, then took out a wooden ruler and struck his companion on it. It seemed that this child was quite prestigious, and these children formed a formation under his knocking, and although they were trembling all over, they were finally able to start reciting the mantra.

Senluo's expressionless skeletal face looked at the children in front of him, these children had pure minds, so although the mana of reciting the mantra was low, it was quite effective, and soon these children calmed down. The skeletal warrior spoke, his jawbone opening and closing, and a peaceful, double-tone voice rang out. "Little masters, do you know what's going on outside?"

Sen Luo had no interest in slashing the children in front of him with a knife, he wouldn't do such a thing at all—the kind of thing that only the worst of hell would do. Not only would he not do such a thing, but the skeletal warrior also took a step back and retreated directly outside the door, signaling that he had no malicious intent.

The children looked at each other, as if they didn't know what to do—after all, they were just children, and after a while, the child who took the lead said calmly, "I don't know, Master just told us to close the door and recite the sutras in front of the Buddha." There was a slight tremor in his words. Is it...... What a good boy, keep chanting. Do you have anything to eat here? Maybe you're going to stay here for a while, but don't starve. The skeletal warrior also saluted and kindly asked.

"Yes, we have." The kid replied, and Sen shook his skull, and it was clear that the kids were still scared of him, and the guy voluntarily closed the door, "Plug in the latch...... Don't make that mistake again. The skeletal warrior sighed, and as he expected, most of these children did not know what was happening, and even if they did, they might not understand the meaning.

Everything is still on your own, "How can those children be okay?" Such questions echoed in Senro's empty skull, but there was no answer. The light of the Buddha was shining in front of them, and if these children had enough food and closed the door, I am afraid that there would be no evil things to attack them. There should be no problem with being safe and sound.

Sen Luo continued to walk inward, but he still didn't see a living person along the way, and he finally saw a dried corpse other than a monk. It was in an open space outside the nunnery, and three dried corpses in peasant clothes were lying on the ground, not in a meditative position. This place is already a satomaya, and it stands to reason that no outsiders can enter it, and even if it is farming, it must be the work of internal monks or monks.

The three corpses were not quite the same, although they also looked dry, but when Sen Luo looked closely, as soon as the bones of his fingers touched the corpses, they immediately began to weather. After a few breaths, the corpses were reduced to something like gravel, and no trace could be seen from them. The clothes were retained.

Sen Luo tossed the clothes, there was no sign on them to prove that these people had died from external forces, the clothes were old, but they were quite clean, and although they were torn, they were basically patched. "I can't see it......" The skeletal samurai continued to go up the mountain, and in front of him was the main mountain of Satomakano, and perhaps there would be a living person there.

The mana of the Buddha Gate became thicker and thicker, and a black mist continued to float out of Sen Luo's bones, and then it was neutralized by the Buddha's light, and Qing Shui Ji didn't dare to show his head at all. Sen Luo's steps and body did not tremble at all, and he still walked on the road step by step. Standing in front of the mountain gate, he looked up at the tall door, and then the Vajra Lux Bodhisattvas who were glaring angrily on the left and right, the mana on these two Bodhisattvas was highly condensed, and I am afraid that as long as Sen Luo pushed the door, it would immediately be a thunderous blow. "Protect the Dharma and get rid of all evil spirits?" Sen Luo recited a sentence.

The skeletal samurai clenched the spear in his hand, but then put it aside, and slowly pulled out the Goyo Kunimitsu from his waist, and the skull's palm stroked from the handle of the Goyo Kunimitsu to the tip of the sword, and then turned back again, and then inserted the Goyo Kunimitsu back into the scabbard, standing still. After a few moments, Sen Luo once again strode forward calmly, his right hand hanging down, his left hand gripping the scabbard at his waist.

Sen Luo's pace was not fast, but it was very, very steady, and he advanced step by step through the middle gate, and when he came to the middle of the two Vajra Bodhisattvas, he stopped, and then turned very slowly but carefully little by little. Senro's left hand never dropped from the scabbard, and his right hand hung down above the hilt. Slowly, Sen Luo turned his back to the mountain gate, and then he began to retreat, step by step, gradually approaching the mountain gate.

Although the skeletal warrior's skeletal eyes could not see anything abnormal, the sense in his heart could detect that the aura of the two Vajra Lux Bodhisattvas was getting higher and higher, firmly locking him, and I was afraid that the moment his back leaned against the mountain gate, it would be the moment of a thunderous blow.

But this is also easy to do, rather than not knowing when it will come, Sen Luo would rather bear the blow of the right time, even if it must be a step before the peak of the most powerful and ferocious aura of the two Vajra Lux Bodhisattva statues - to the peak is an attack!