Chapter Seventy-Five: Eight Thousand Buddhas, Three Hundred Samits
The golden cicada sang a Buddha horn and nodded gently, which can be regarded as an acknowledgement!
However, Liu Fudong glanced at Jin Cicada with great disgust, and muttered loudly while preparing to dodge:
"Grass! The poor monk thought it was a white and chubby bald donkey, but he didn't expect it to be a bone frame that had been eaten up meat, which was really unlucky! It's just a day Tang Seng! ”
Nima!
Hou Wan's head is full of black lines!
It's okay for you to scold the bald donkey in front of the monk, who made you think that this is half a monk?!
However, you can't scold Tang Seng in front of Tang Seng, right?!
At least he is also a monk!
The legendary master of Sun Dasheng!
You must know that Sun Dasheng was one of Hou Wanquan's idols when he was a child!
And Hou Wanquan will never tell you that his other idol is Zhu Bajie, the reason is very simple, the gods and Buddhas in the sky, it is estimated that only this guy has teased Chang'e!
The smell is like-minded, so worship!
For the next six hours, Hou Wanquan and Jin Chanzi didn't go anywhere, just waited in the lobby of the Manxue Bar!
Of course, there is Yang Sen, the owner of the Manxue Bar, and the entire Manxue Bar is directly closed, and in the huge bar, there are only Hou Wanquan, Jin Chanzi and Yang Sen, who took refuge in Buddhism!
At this time, Yang Sen no longer had a trace of obedience, with a peaceful smile on his face, his hands folded, and he stood calmly behind the golden cicada!
Of course, in the past six hours, Hou Wanquan also called his own people over, but he was just ambushed outside!
I don't know why, he always feels that this so-called golden cicada is weird, if it weren't for the name of this golden cicada displayed on the ghost farm, Hou Wanquan is really a parallel product!
I don't know why, the little ghost head ball, which has always been very sticky, was avoided from a distance, and he didn't let the golden cicada see it at all!
Although Hou Wanquan felt that the golden cicada had already sensed the existence of Qiuqiu, they pretended not to know each other!
Because of this, Hou Wanquan felt even more that there was a very good chance that there was something wrong with this golden cicada!
However, the identity of the golden cicada is too sensitive, and there is no definite evidence, Hou Wanquan does not dare to be the slightest slack, after all, if the other party can help him, then it will be much easier to deal with the so-called Buddha in the future - the Buddha of the Buddhist family!
Six hours later, there was a sound of neat footsteps, and then, the Buddha Qu Hesheng walked in with a group of people!
Because he knew the existence of corpse blood, Hou Wanquan easily felt that there was a very strange corrosive energy on these people, although it didn't seem that this kind of energy was very violent, but it was difficult to get rid of it, just like bubble gum stuck to the hair, stuck to it!
There are two thousand of them!
According to the method of the golden cicada, those people were temporarily attracted!
Next is Liu Fudong, with the help of Yuan Shasha, this time Brother Rabbit Liu Fudong finally won the Buddha, and he directly brought back 3,500 people!
This time, the first floor of the Manxue Bar was stuffed with force!
Five thousand five hundred!
When you say it, it's just a number, and you don't feel anything, but when these 5,500 people stand in front of you, you will find that there are really a lot of them!
Looking down from the fourth floor, there are black human heads everywhere!
Fortunately, Hou Wanquan doesn't have a dense phobia, otherwise, there would be some play!
In the next two hours, another 2,500 people came!
These people, without exception, are all people who have drunk the blood of corpses!
At this time, there were already 8,000 people coming!
Eight thousand people, Hou Wanquan's heart is furious!
If at this time, Yang Sen breaks through the degree of the golden cicada, then there is no need for Yang Sen to do it, just these eight thousand people, one person can drown Hou Wanquan, Jin Chanzi and others with a mouthful of spit!
"Nan no Amitabha!"
The golden cicada sang a Buddha horn, folded his hands, and slowly recited the Buddhist scriptures!
These sutras, as if they had no effect, are just chanted gently!
In the end, when Hao Mengjuan brought the last three hundred people in, there were no living people infected with corpse blood in Manxue City for the time being!
Eight thousand three hundred, all here!
The breath of corpse blood carried by the 8,300 infected people was like a thick haze, completely enveloping the space within a radius of thousands of meters!
Cover the sky and the sun, and see the light!
"Master, please have mercy!"
Yang Sen clasped his hands together, saluted slightly, and said respectfully!
"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south! Janssen, are you willing to pay for the sins you have committed?! ”
The golden cicada sat cross-legged on the ground, and said without raising his eyelids!
"Master, I do!"
"Good! Good! Good! There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south! Idiot, today you give up your sinful body and become an eternal Buddha in the next life! There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south! ”
The moment the last Buddha horn sounded, the golden light on the golden cicada's body was released, and the golden light, like a golden sword, crushed the corrosive aura around it into slag!
"When I heard this, at one time, the Buddha was in the garden of solitude with the great bhikkhus. Then, when the world is eating, it ......"
The moment the first word of the Diamond Sutra popped out, all the 8,300 infected people looked up at the golden cicada, and looked at the golden cicada that was already suspended in mid-air, suspended ten meters above the hall!
At this time, the golden cicada no longer has a sense of emaciation and dying, on the contrary, it has the glory of Buddha nature as if it were substance!
The rich Buddha nature assimilates all other energies, degrees, and finally transforms into a new Buddha nature!
Under the glory of this domineering Buddha nature, the 8,300 people below began to shake!
I don't know which one to start, the first infected person folded his hands, slowly knelt on the ground, and recited the Diamond Sutra in his mouth, although his voice was weak, but the moment his voice joined, the business of the golden cicada seemed to increase by one-tenth in an instant!
The next moment, one by one, groups of infected people all began to slowly kneel down and accept the tempering and baptism of the Diamond Sutra!
I don't know how long it took, but when the last person knelt down and spit out the Diamond Sutra, all the corpse blood breath in the Manxue Bar turned into nothingness!
Only the purest Buddha nature is left, filling the feature space!
Looking at this scene, Hou Wanquan couldn't help but sigh!
The power of Buddha-nature is truly powerful!
Looking down again, I saw that the original 8,300 infected people were divided into two parts!
One part is 8,000 people, and these 8,000 people have hardly changed much, but they have a faint layer of Buddha nature golden light on their bodies! In one word, it's 8,000 Buddhas!
As for the other part, the shift is great!
The body exudes a rich golden light of Buddha nature, and this feeling is like the most sincere Buddhist person who eats and worships Buddha all year round! This is simply three hundred sami!
8,000 Buddhas, 300 Samits!
Just when Hou Wanquan was envious, the face of the Buddha beside him suddenly changed, and he couldn't help but exclaim:
"Oops! We were fooled! ”