The bell rang and rang incessantly.

The old monk sat cross-legged on the ground, his right hand pressing the seal tightly, and his eyes were closed.

The Buddha aura on his body was magnificent, and those originally red meridians also covered the inexplicable golden aura at this time.

The whole person looks like a golden man...... No...... It's King Kong!

I'm just a descending master, at most a Gu master, and I don't know much about Buddhism, but I know some.

There are many kinds of Vajra that Buddhism speaks of, but the meaning of those Vajra is the same.

Vajra is an unshakable one, as heavy as Mount Meru, overpowering thousands of Buddhas.

The heart of Vajra is even more indestructible, even if there are hundreds of millions of Buddhas gathering power, it cannot be damaged in the slightest.......

If the monster under the qi vein is not from the old days, then I can say with certainty that among the injustices I know, there should be no one who can shake the old monk at this time.

When I say vacillation, I mean "moving the heart" and "moving the body".

Motivation is to use one's own horror, or to meet people directly, to make people frightened and frightened, or to make people fall into hallucinations and be unable to extricate themselves.

This kind of thing will not be encountered by the old monk, even those who are proficient in out-of-body injustice, it is impossible to infringe on his heart, because they don't have that ability!

With the vajra heart, even if tens of billions of gods and Buddhas exert their power at the top, they can still stand still, not to mention those evil demons?

As for "leaving", I can't guarantee this.

But as far as the injustices I have encountered so far, including the Nine Blade Gods, I don't think they can shake the old monk.

Even if it was just to move the old monk, it would be impossible to do it.

But whether the "Erbi body" in the cave can do it, this is ....... Probably not, right?

"Vajra Body, Vajra Heart ......." He Xigong muttered, his face full of surprise: "Your qi is even worse than the previous layer, what's going on??" Aren't you enchanted? ”

"My Buddha is compassionate ......."

The old monk said, his closed eyes suddenly opened, and there seemed to be a golden light flashing in them.

"What Xiao Shen said is right, I am just a demon in the flesh, but my heart is still that heart, so I can continue to hold the Vajra spell now......."

"Where's your vajra?" He Xigong asked tentatively, and reminded the old monk again: "It's the vajra used to stab us last time!" ”

"There's no hurry." The old monk said, raised his head slightly, looked at the Buddha statue in front of him intently, and his expression became distant.

Hearing this, He Xigong snorted, stepped forward, slashed his palm with a dagger, let the blood flow from the wound, and directly pressed it on the charm that had been drawn before, muttering words in his mouth.

I've seen a lot of their old sect gentlemen, but these are the only ones who can cast spells in a language I don't understand.

The rest of the gentlemen, they only use things from Buddhism and Taoism, and the most special thing is these prophets, including the physical body.......

When he met Erbi's body, He Xigong's physical body showed signs of collapse, and his flesh and blood were a little withered, but at this time, his physical body had almost recovered, and there were further changes.

The blood flowed out of the wound, first to the spell, and then to a clump of clumps, like an irregular soft monster, squirming into the qi veins step by step.

At the same time, many totems also appeared on He Xigong's arms, as if they came out of flesh and blood, not before.

Those totems were black, and they were all composed of some irregular lines, which seemed to be still alive, like extremely active worms, constantly wriggling and coiling on He Xigong's arms.

At this time, He Xigong stopped chanting the mantra and looked at the old monk sitting in front of him.

"If you hadn't killed the Joy Buddha, if I wanted to kill him in the future, I'm afraid it would have taken a lot of effort."

"Then you have to thank me." The old monk smiled without looking back.

"Yes......." He Xigong sighed: "We, the prophets, after receiving the power of some old creatures, are really fucking not easy to kill, the recovery of flesh and blood is extremely strong, unless there is an absolute external force to destroy, otherwise ......."

"Not about strength, but about the flesh." The old monk shook his head: "You monsters of the later generations are no match for the Gatha of the later generations. ”

He Xigong smiled: "That's right, after all, we are fake monsters, you are the real demon, Gatha Xun originally existed to exterminate Buddhists, of course, the power is needless to say, it is more than enough to destroy us." ”

The words they said reminded me of the Yang Jiusheng I met in Hainan.

That dog day was shot in the head by Kong Baiyang, and his death was not much worse than that of the Buddha of Joy, and his head also exploded, but in the end he still came back to life, which is enough to see how strong his self-regeneration ability is.

Huanxi Buddha is much more powerful than raising nine beings, maybe his self-healing ability is much higher than raising nine lives.......

"The Buddha of Joy won't come back to life, will he?" I asked tentatively.

"No, it won't." He Xigong smiled: "I have confirmed, his physical body has completely collapsed, and so is his soul, and some of his soul has made this master broken into pieces, even if the old monster comes here, it is impossible for him to come back to life." ”

The old monk should have heard our conversation, didn't squeak, and nodded, indicating that He Xigong was right, the Buddha of Huanxi was indeed too dead to die.

"The flesh has been eaten clean by the monsters you summoned, how can he repair it?" He Xigong said with a smile: "Life needs roots, he repairs the body, not creates a body out of thin air, without roots, those things can't live." ”

"That's right......." I nodded, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief: "As long as he doesn't survive, we can rest assured, at least one less enemy." ”

"I'm the only one who can feel at ease." He Xigong smiled a little gloatingly, looked back at me, and said, "After I go back, the people in the sect will definitely know the death of the Buddha of Huanxi, and they will also know that you have been here......."

"You mean to sell me?" I was stunned.

"It's not for sale, it's that your traces have been exposed, even if I don't say how the Buddha died, those old fritters in the old religion will suspect you, and in the end, I may be implicated." He Xigong shook his head helplessly: "So, it's better for us to act in a play, and when I go back, I will say that the Buddha is planted, and it is planted in your hands." ”

"Am I not dead??" I frowned, and looked at He Xigong with some vigilance: "You might as well say that he died at the hands of the old-timers, just say that Gata Xun was so powerful that he killed him in one go." ”

"What about you?" He Xigong asked rhetorically: "Do you think you can get out of it?" The Buddha of Joy died, and you went back safe and sound, they were originally going to block you, but you were fine. ”

As soon as I heard this, I stopped squeaking.

"The old sect will deal with us at the beginning, and killing one of them now can be regarded as extinguishing their spirit, lest no one in their eyes will not take us as a dish." Chen Qiuyan said with a smile: "Shi'an, what you are worried about is being targeted, aren't they targeting us from the beginning?" ”

I frowned, remembering what He Xigong had said to me, especially those about the Freedom Master....... I'm very bottomless in my heart.

To be honest, I'm really scared, for now...... I don't want to stand on the cusp of the storm, if the free master is really that strong, then the death of the Happy Buddha this time is enough to make him tempted by me, and if I don't do it, I have to go directly to Sichuan to find me.

Put it in the original, I'm not afraid, the big deal is to do it!

But now I'm scared, I think I'm not weak, but I'm definitely not strong enough to be able to compete with the Freedom Division.

"He is not afraid that the old religion will target you, but that the master will target you." He Xigong sighed.

"Freedom Division?" Chen Qiuyan was stunned: "Is he so terrible?" ”

"Yes."

It was the old monk who answered Chen Qiuyan's question, his tone of voice was a little dignified, and he was also a little puzzled, and said without looking back: "The last time their six prophets came to break into the Suopa Temple, I barely blocked it, but I can feel that the master did not exert all his strength, as if he had some scruples, as for the others, he was ........"

"I'll admit I gave it my all." He Xigong interrupted the old monk's words, and said helplessly: "It's just that you are too ruthless, and I still can't fight you." ”

At this moment, He Xigong seemed to feel something, and his eyes changed suddenly.

"Old monk, hurry up and block it!! The qi of the Dharma seal began to wash away the qi veins!! ”

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