"Is it really going to take two days?"

Looking at Uncle Bai He, who rushed up with a big sword again, someone felt that this question could still be thought about. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

I have to say that Uncle Baihe's ability to resist attacks is too strong.

Since the beginning of the war, it has been beaten out by that pig demon more than 20 times.

But he actually acted like a nobody, carrying the door panel and going up to cut it.

You must know that even Zhang Daochang of Wudang Mountain is about to be unable to hold on, but he is getting more and more energetic, and he does not look tired at all.

It seems that the white crane still has some hole cards that have not been turned over!

You must know that as the Yuan Shen Elder of Tongtian Peak, Bai He cannot be said to be a reckless man who can only fight hard, and he will always have the ability to press the bottom of the box with a few hands.

But after fighting for such a long time, he just carried a big sword and fought hard with ordinary martial arts people.

And Wudang Zhang Daochang and Li Muzi of Incense Valley on the side are also.

They are killing the true anger of the pig demon!

The three of them must still have some hole cards, otherwise it would be impossible to play so steadily.

However, the three primordial gods can stand up, but it doesn't mean that Zhao Han's side can survive until they solve these shape-shifting demons in front of them.

Looking at the group of demons who were constantly colliding in the Liuhe Array, and the few human monks who had been devoured and divided, Zhao Han felt that his nose was sour.

"I said little monk, you can recite scriptures, right?"

"Then will you read this book?"

A Buddhist scripture exuding golden light appeared in Zhao Han's hand at some point, and the three big characters of "Diamond Sutra" with gold falling on it were shining in the sun.

"I don't ask you for anything else, after channeling the power in this book later, I will hit the wild boar in that book, do you understand?"

This is not the Diamond Sutra that Zhao Han passed from Yan Chixia's hand, and what is it?

......

[Item: Diamond Sutra]

[Category: Books]

[Quality; Silver】

【Attribute: Buddha】

[Special effects: exorcism, evil spirits, see through the falsehood]

[Note: This is a book written in the golden blood of the Buddha, remember not to trace the origin of its carrier, otherwise you will suffer unexpected disasters!] 】

......

Zhao Han had never read this thing, and he had always used it as a talisman.

I haven't even opened it!

Others may not know the origin of this thing, Zhao Han ...... I don't know.

But he knew what the book was made of!

Cortex.

Human skin!

Coupled with the remarks written in the golden blood of the Buddha, as long as Zhao Han didn't want to die, he wouldn't pursue its origin.

Naturally, I don't want to be associated with it.

At first, he wanted to give the book to Ying Xiang Dance.

It's a pity that people don't want it at all, but instead throw him a true spirit seed and ...... of slashing the sky and drawing swordsmanship

That disgusted expression, Zhao Handao still remembers it clearly.

But this disliked thing is now also coming in handy.

If you want to say that others will use it, there will be any trouble, but this little monk in front of him is a disciple of Buddhism, that is, he really pulled out a few monks from Jinshan Temple, maybe there is no "his" Su Hui Shenzhong!

You must know that not everyone can play Tang Seng, and not everyone has this opportunity.

Throwing this scripture to him right now is definitely the right decision!

That's what Zhao Han thought in his head, and that's what he did!

This golden scripture of Buddha's blood, which is regarded as a treasure by Buddhist disciples, was thrown by him to the little monk like a bun.

And then..... There was no response.

The scriptures are still the same lazy appearance, exuding a soft golden light in the hands of the little monk.

There was no sense of thunder and fire with the little monk as Zhao Han imagined.

"Uh... Do you want to read it first? ”

Looking at the little monk's look of "I can't understand what you do", Zhao Han was also quite helpless, but he didn't give up, and the dead horse was regarded as a live horse doctor.

"Boom!!"

Zhao Han was talking, and then he felt a gust of cold wind coming from behind him, and he saw a bench made of purple bamboo with the people above him directly hit him in mid-air.

The long sword in his hand slashed horizontally, chopping the purple bamboo flying over into pieces, and then stretched out his hand to grab it and felt a strong force coming!

"I said emptiness, you have nothing to do to stand forward, just your little body"

Zhao Han was knocked back a few steps by the impact, and finally didn't let the empty boy be knocked out directly, and at this time, he looked at the empty boy who still had blood on the corner of his mouth, and joked twice.

But at this time, the empty boy is not in the mood to joke with him.

I saw him clutching his chest, and then two mouthfuls of black blood spurted out.

"You have time to make small talk here, why don't you go up and help out twice"

wiped the blood on his mouth with the handkerchief in his arms, and the empty boy reprimanded Zhao Han in a bad tone.

Then he saw the book that was in the arms of the little monk.

"You can get all of this?"

His tone was full of surprise, as if this Diamond Sutra was something remarkable.

Zhao Han felt pain when he saw this expression, wondering if he had handed over something terrible......

"Monks, scriptures, not afraid of death, all have been gathered"

"Then let him read it!!"

At first, the empty boy said quite calmly, but then he became angry as if his eyebrows were burning!

You know that there is still a fight over there, and these two people in front of you still have time to fight here?

His Liuhe Array is not a Liangyi Dust Array, so it can't withstand it for long at all!!

Looking at the white-clothed boy who appeared in front of him, the little monk's head couldn't turn a little, as if it was his fault again?

If he didn't understand it, he didn't want to, so he picked up the Buddhist scriptures around him and began to recite them silently.

"Emptiness, what exactly is this sutra?"

"Isn't there a Diamond Sutra written on it?"

"No, I said you just said that you are not afraid of death, what do you mean?"

"Oh, if I'm not mistaken, this sutra should be the Buddha's blood gold book, which hides a wisp of the writer's remnant soul, and after being recited, a wisp of the Buddha's soul will be blessed on the reader's body, and then ...... Ay? What do you run? ”

Looking at Zhao Han, who ran away directly after he finished speaking, the empty boy felt that his heart was a little hairy.

He didn't finish what he had just said, he was a wisp of soul hidden in the book by the person who wrote the scripture at that time, and when it was read out, he would do what the Buddha had not done during his lifetime like a demon.......

So......

The empty boy's mind stiffened, and he turned his head and glanced at the scripture again.

"Well, the material is good, it should be leather"

“...... Leather !! ”

At this time, he finally knew what Zhao Han had just run!!

A monk would write scriptures on leather paper and in his own blood?

Now that he's written in blood, where did his leather come from?

Buddha's !!

And a Buddha who wrote books in his own skin and blood before he died, what kind of temper can you have when he was a Buddha?

"it!"

The empty boy who knew that he had been pitted by Zhao Han scolded, and then wanted to evacuate from here.....

But it's too late!

Listening to the voice of the little monk behind him, it has changed from the original silent recitation to the current reading, and the voice is getting louder and louder, and the feelings mixed in the voice are becoming richer and richer.

There was anger in the voice!

Endless rage!!

"Bodhisattvas Mahasattva. Thus should you subdue their hearts. All sentient beings and the like. If oviparous. If viviparous. If wet. If metaplasia. If colored. If colorless. If you want to. If you don't want to. If you don't think about it. It's not unthinkable. I have caused it to enter into nirvana and perish. In this way, the extinction is immeasurable, and countless boundless beings. There are no sentient beings who have attained extinction. Why. Subodhi. ”

The sound became louder and louder, and the endless Buddha light emanated from the Buddhist scriptures, and the pale golden runes couldn't help hovering beside the little monk, and then rushed into his body, dyeing his whole body golden.

And everything around them was stained gold......

Including the empty boy who is still beside the little monk.

"If the Bodhisattva has my appearance. Physiognomy. The appearance of all beings. The longevity of the face. That is, non-bodhisattvas. ”

After reading this sentence, the little monk who was originally reading with his head bowed suddenly opened his eyes.

The face that was originally quite delicate became distorted at this time, and red light appeared in the eyes!!

"For my Buddha, I am the only one!"

"For my Buddha, I am the only one!"

"For my Buddha, I am the only one!"

The sound of a lion's roar kept reading from his mouth, and then he stood up and smashed it into the empty boy in front of him with a punch!

......

......

Zhao Han, who was already floating in mid-air at this time, couldn't help but gasp when he saw this scene.

It was just an ordinary punch, and the empty boy was smashed by "Chen Changsheng" for more than 100 meters, and he fell to the ground covered in blood without movement......

You must know that the Void Boy is a powerful primordial god, although his physique is weaker, but it is not something that ordinary people can deal with!

Right now, as a primordial god, he was beaten like this with a punch.

replaced Zhao Han himself, and it is estimated that he has already turned his ...... back at this time.

"It's so cruel, who wrote this sutra?"

Touching the cold sweat that broke out on his forehead, Zhao Han couldn't help but rub it secretly in his heart.

Generally speaking, the Golden Book of Buddha's Blood is the product of those true Buddhas left behind when they passed away, and they are meant to help future generations, or simply to leave their own treasures for the next life.

But in front of me...

Using his own human skin to write scriptures, how much resentment does this monk have before he dies?

This is not a sutra at all!

It is a "magic scripture" used to curse the successors who came after!

Whoever opens this scripture will be forced to become a demon, and then begin to fulfill the last wish of the "Demon Buddha" that was not fulfilled at the beginning!

But God knows what the "Demon Buddha" was thinking in his head at the beginning!!

[PS: Sorry.... Today's update is a bit late, and there's a chapter to come. (To be continued.) )