In the blood-colored yin thunder, the beating sound of Dao Mu casting the immortal base was still loud. The golden light only revealed the whole body, and the blood glow was brilliant in the dark night. The thunder continued, the blood-colored thunder poured endlessly, and the Tong Boyu brothers and sisters were not affected, chanting the scriptures, and playing the flute.

No matter how loud the thunder is, how dense it is, independent of the melody of Tong Boyu's brothers and sisters, but it can't interrupt the melody of Tong Boyu's brothers and sisters. On the contrary, Tong Boyu's flute seemed to have a kind of ability to amplify the sound of blood-colored yin thunder and spread it farther away.

The good deeds who were on the road when they heard the movement, and the ghost beings who fled in fear, galloped in two opposite directions. The scene is very interesting, the living are fearless, and the dead are afraid.

Until late in the evening, more and more do-gooders arrived, listening to the sound of Xianle Sanskrit, their hearts were calm, and even the greed and curiosity in their hearts disappeared.

The Cannibal Eagle Lord didn't say anything, Ah Feng glanced at the other three-headed Eagle Emperor, the three-headed Eagle Emperor quacked, flapped his wings, turned into three black lights, and stood in the other three directions of the coast. The flock of man-eating eagles also dispersed, in a circle on the earth and in the sky.

In the eyes of the people of the Buddha country, the man-eating eagle is a holy beast, a holy beast that protects the country, and a holy beast of heavenly burial reincarnation. As long as they don't offend the Cannibal Eagle Lord and the Cannibal Eagle Emperor, the Cannibal Eagle will not devour living beings, they will only eat the dead, and they will exceed the dying people.

Then I saw them come to the cannibal eagle one by one, perform a disciple salute, and then throw their five bodies to the ground, worship the heavenly burial platform, and then meditate one by one, take out the wooden fish, or copper chime, and beat and chant the scriptures.

Huh, huh, hum, jingle, tuk, the rhythm of various sounds from the beginning of the chaos, gradually become unified. Chanting is the main, the flute is supplemented, the wooden fish copper chime is lingering, the overall melody becomes richer and thicker, surrounded by blood-colored yin and thunder, the Taoist fairy wind bones, the throne is solemn.

"All this is being calculated?" Ah Feng became more and more frightened, Dao Mu is immature, how many things can he experience, not to mention that Dao Mu has never been to the Buddha Country, but every step of his way is secretly in line with the customs and recent situation of the Nine in the Buddha Country.

"How did you do it?" Ah Fengliu raised her eyebrows, since the appearance of Dao Mu and them, her proud spiritual eyes and wisdom heart have all failed, only Tong Boyu can see one or two points, and the rest of Dao Mu, Li Huanyan, and Tong Jie can't see through it.

Tong Boyu now has a strange breath and a strange soul, Ah Feng guesses that someone is possessed. But Dao Mu has no fluctuations, not to mention Tong Jie, Li Huanyan's breath is very mysterious from the beginning, and there is no need to talk about it.

"The problem is Tong Boyu?" The more Ah Feng thought about it, the more unwilling he became, and before he knew it, he had opened his spiritual eyes to the extreme, his wisdom flowed, and his mind was like the sea.

When the believers saw the monks like this, under the strange eyes of outsiders, they burned incense and paper one by one, and prayed to the Taoist priests.

Crazy!

Outsiders looked at each other, and before coming here, they had heard that the degree of the people here believing in Buddhism and loving Buddha was almost a disaster.

But who are the people they worship?

They stared closely, but they couldn't see Dao Mu's waist card, and they didn't dare to unfold their spiritual sense in front of Yin Lei, let alone disturb the cannibal eagle lord and Ah Feng in the heavenly burial pool.

"You have to weigh your own life and plunder the fruit of the Dao, whichever is more important. Ah Feng was indifferent, his tone was flat, but it was clear in people's ears.

The hearts of the people froze, causing a slight commotion, which immediately caused the man-eating eagle to look back, and the commotion was quickly subsided. Although they felt that the person Ah Feng warned was not them, wouldn't that be even more terrifying! It showed that there were still people hiding somewhere in this world, and they who claimed to be strong were unaware of it!

It seems that Ah Feng's warning has worked, and no one has tried to do anything bad until the early morning. When the sun showed its sharp corners, the beating sound of Dao Mu casting immortal base stopped abruptly. The golden light is no longer agitated, and the filth is no longer rising. The golden crow illusion is clearly visible, shining with dazzling sunlight.

The blood glow swelled in the dark night, and the dragon skin and gold silk black cloak were windless and automatic, flying like water ripples, and the hunt sounded. It was also at this moment that the ghost cry and the beast howl resounded through the heavens and the earth, sharp and piercing.

The already cool morning became cold, and even the morning breeze was like a cold winter wax moon, blowing on the human body like an ice pick, and listening to the endless ghost cries and beast howls, I felt creepy.

Tong Boyu's brother and sister are so close but unaware, they have no change, the yin and thunder are not invaded, and the Xianle Sanskrit sound has never been disordered. That's just the surface, in fact, the fairy music and the ghost crying beast howl compete with each other, although it is distinct, it can be heard in the ears of others, as if someone has been hammered on the head, dizzy, and the ears echo and buzz.

Except for the Buddhists and monks, outsiders and believers unconsciously retreated in search of peace.

The Scarlet Yin Thunder became more tyrannical, crawling through the void like a red-chained snake in silence, or entangled with its companions. When it moves, it is like a long whip, whipping all obstacles. The wind comes and the wind disappears, the light comes and the light is dimmed, the clouds come and the clouds disperse, and even time and space seem distorted.

Ah Feng knew better than others that it was the interaction between the two worlds of yin and yang.

Shh......h

A silver thunderbolt cut through the sky, like a silver dragon appearing in the world, coming and going quickly.

"It's coming. The Cannibal Eagle Lord slowly opened his eyes, although the eye mask was not there, but it felt more old and cloudy than if he had an eye mask.

Ah Feng didn't speak, her withdrawn hands trembling slightly under her sleeve robe. It is said that the immortals live freely and happily, immortal, fearless and fearless.

That's all a lie, Yin Si retribution and heavenly punishment, the deterrent power to the gods is no weaker than the deterrent power to ordinary people. In a sense, the immortals are more restrained, the greater the ability, the greater the destructive power, and when the evil is full, it is either the retribution of the Yin Division, or the punishment of the Heavenly Dao.

"People are good, but blessings have not come, and disasters have gone. People turn to evil, blessings are far away, and disasters are accompanied. Ah Feng watched the rolling black clouds continue to devour the white clouds, and couldn't help but murmur out the words that the cannibal eagle lord often hung on his lips. "But what is good and what is evil, what is the standard, who sets it, and on what basis it is ......"

The cannibal eagle lord's mouth opened slightly, he has a lot of theories about good and evil, and he also has a lot of experience in good and evil things, he is a big demon, and he has been full of evil. This piece of heaven and earth could not descend to him, and after being suppressed by a high monk, he began to be good. He had a lot of words in his heart, but he just couldn't say them. He understands the truth of good and evil, but he can't describe it.

"What can make you feel peaceful and happy is good, and what can make you feel anxious and guilty is evil. ”

Dao Mu slowly opened his eyes, his eyes black and deep. With just that glance, Ah Feng felt that he was seen thoroughly, and he had no secrets in front of Dao Mu.