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Chen Tang hurriedly bowed to the ground: "Master is merciful." ”

It turned out that on the earth, he had seen a lot of monks who had nothing to show for themselves, chasing profits under the guise of Buddhism, and Chen Tang actually had a very bad feeling towards Buddhism. But today's experience has completely changed his views, and he has truly seen that he is a monk and has compassion. A monk is a monk with a high path, no, judging from his dialogue with the real person of the Mandate of Heaven, his Dharma is profound, and he is the real Buddha. At this moment, there is only a pious heart in my heart: "The master has mercy to save me, and I am willing to serve him as a disciple." ”

"Not necessarily. The monk smiled and said: "You and I meet is also fate, Chen Tang Shi's bloodline is very special, and Ji people have their own natural appearance." I point you to a place where this catastrophe may be resolved. ”

"The master taught me. Chen Tang leaned down and said.

"Well, since you have the blood of the ancestral dragon, the Heavenly Destiny Immortal Sutra can no longer be cultivated. After I finish the things in front of me, I will send you to the East China Sea, I think the Ao Dragon Clan will accept you, and then you will practice the Dragon Clan exercises, concentrate on cultivation, and after your strength is improved, you will be able to break through the entanglement of the Mandate of Heaven and restore your free body. ”

Chen Tang said with a bitter face: "But the True Destiny of Heaven is the Great Luo Golden Immortal of the Nine Transformations Realm, and if I want to cultivate to that realm, I don't know how many tens of thousands of years it will take." ”

"Oh, I forgot to say, the True Destiny of Heaven has been hit hard and has fallen a lot, and his cultivation at the moment has only just turned into a realm, and with your talent to concentrate on cultivation, it can be achieved in hundreds of years. I'll teach you another [Demon Suppression Mantra], if the Heavenly Mandate True Remnant Soul hits my seal, you can use the Mantra to continue to subdue it, and there shouldn't be any repetition. However, you have to keep in mind that you must not be encountered by the disciples of the Heavenly Mandate Sect, otherwise they will be unfavorable to you. When the time comes, all the work will be wasted. ”

To stay in the immortal realm for at least a few hundred years? Chen Tang thought of his relatives, could they wait that long?

As if seeing Chen Tang's worries, the monk smiled and said, "There's no need to be in a hurry, after I send you to the East China Sea, you can go back to the Wuqing River system to settle your family first, and then it's not too late to come back and concentrate on cultivation." ”

This is the best, Chen Tang thanked him again. When there was time, the monk stopped talking, closed his eyes and meditated, and the speed of the seven-story glazed pagoda accelerated, and he galloped towards the depths of the Wuxi Forest in an instant.

I didn't dare to cultivate the Heavenly Mandate Immortal Sutra anymore, and even the sealed Heavenly Mandate Compass was not included in the dantian, and I put it in my pocket casually. He transferred to the Ten Thousand Vines Sutra, and with the help of the Buddha nature power overflowing in the glazed pagoda, the originally somewhat sluggish natal vine quickly regained its vitality, and even began to grow a second vine from the natal seed, and its strength really increased a lot. If it weren't for the fact that he had too many mundane things to let go, Chen Tang really wanted to worship and practice Buddhism under the door of a monk who was free.

I don't know how long it took to gallop, the glazed pagoda finally stopped, and the monk opened his eyes and said to Chen Tang: "Master Chen, please leave the glazed pagoda first, just wait for me on the hill outside, and then come back to pick you up after I subdue the demons and eliminate the demons." As he spoke, he waved the sleeves of his monk's robe and rolled up Chen Tang, and the next moment the two of them had already come to the outside of the tower.

In front of me is a small mountain, only a few hundred meters high, standing on the top of the mountain and looking into the distance, hundreds of miles away can see a bend of the lake, afraid that there is not a thousand miles of radius. The lake is as clear as a paradise with rippling blue waters, quiet and tranquil.

"Master, do you want to subdue demons here?" Chen Tang asked curiously, this place is like a fairy realm, it is hard to believe that there will be demons.

"Well, there is a red-scaled demon Jiao in the lake, some time ago, it caused evil, destroyed a big city, and devoured 100,000 human beings. I was instructed by the Buddha to come here to transform it. The monk nodded, his expression solemn.

Being able to make the empty monk cautious, this demon Jiao is obviously incomparably powerful. Chen Tang originally wanted to beg to watch from the side, but now he stopped, but don't go and make trouble.

Leaving Chen Tang at the top of the mountain, he had time to shrink the glazed tower, held it with one hand, and drove the colorful auspicious clouds to the sky above the lake. The voice was slow, but it spread thousands of miles: "The Red Scale Demon King, you can come out and see it." With the sound, countless golden lotus flowers of Dou Da appeared in the air, falling into the lake, almost dyeing the lake golden.

The originally calm lake suddenly set off huge waves, accompanied by wind and rain, a dragon standing on the sky and the earth slowly poked its head out. He was similar to a dragon, except that he had no horns on his head, and the scales on his body were red, and with the tremors, he emitted a faint red light, and his eyes were like lamps, deep and green. The mouth was wide open, and its fangs several feet long were dripping with poisonous saliva, and the stench was foul. The four claws were held in the void, giving birth to clouds and mist, just looking down at the empty monk who seemed extremely small at the moment.

"Monk, I have nothing to do with your Lingshan, what are you doing?"

"The demon king was originally cultivating in the Wuxi Forest, why did he want to poison the living beings, and 100,000 people were in the womb, which is a great sin. The monk folded his hands.

"I'm hungry and want to eat, what does it have to do with you? Don't worry about me, go back and recite your Buddha." The Red Scale Demon Jiao snorted disdainfully, winding in the air, its huge body almost surrounding the empty monks.

"The Demon King has already achieved the Great Luo Jin Immortal Realm, so he doesn't have to use blood food anymore. There are naturally countless treasures of heaven and earth that can be eaten in the Wuxi Forest, but why do you want to eat people? Sins and sins, the poor monks are here to follow the Buddha's decree, please follow me back to the empty sea, I should read the Buddha for a hundred years, and atone for the demon king. ”

The Red Scale Demon Jiao was furious: "Nosy, you recite your Buddha, I eat my people, it doesn't matter, do you really think I don't dare to kill you?"

"If the demon king doesn't look back, the poor monk can only offend!" The monk had a kind and sad look on his face, and he sat in the air when he recited the Buddha's name, and the golden characters of Dou Da spit out from his mouth, and the sky was suddenly covered by the mantra of subduing demons.

"Damn monk, you find death and I will fulfill you. This demon king has never tasted the taste of a monk!"

The Red Scale Demon Jiao was furious, his huge body suddenly tightened, the red scales were red, shattering pieces of golden words of mantra, and the blood basin came straight to the empty monk, wanting to swallow him in one bite.

He didn't raise his head when he was empty, he stretched out a hand, and it suddenly turned into a huge one, flashing golden light, and slapped it down fiercely. The red-scaled demon Jiao was hit by the Buddha's handprint and fell into the lake, splashing huge waves. The red light on the red scales was directly dispersed by the Buddha's handprint, and it seemed that the Buddha's light had hurt his body, and his mouth let out a terrible roar.

Although Chen Tang was a hundred miles away, he also heard the terrifying roar of the demon beast. It made him unstable, and his body, which was floating in the air ready to watch the battle, was actually shaking. Hurriedly landed on the mountain, knowing that with his strength at the moment, let alone participating in the war, even if he watched the excitement from a distance of hundreds of miles, he might be affected.

In the distance, there was a loud bang on the lake, and the blue water of the lake was almost blown into the air, and the surrounding forests were washed away by the falling water. Most of the huge lake has been destroyed in a short period of time, and countless birds and beasts have already fled. But the water tribe in the lake had nowhere to escape, and in the process of fighting between the two powerhouses, it directly turned into powder.

The monk has compassion and keeps chanting the Buddha and sighing, but his hands seem to be non-stop. The Buddha's Mahamudra had already grabbed the tail of the red-scaled demon and smashed it into the empty bed of the lake like a whip.

The Red Scale Demon Jiao, which was thousands of feet long, didn't have much power to resist, and kept roaring angrily, and the venom spraying caused the surrounding forests to wither and die in an instant, and the huge golden handprint was contaminated with poison, and it was only slightly dimmed. The Dharma of the empty monk obviously restrained the Red Scale Demon Jiao, so that even if its strength was almost the same, it was still inferior everywhere.

After fighting for a while, the Red Scale Demon Jiao, who knew that he was invincible, struggled to break free from the shackles of the giant hand, turning red light and preparing to escape. The monk chanted Amitabha, threw the glazed pagoda into the air, rose in the wind, turned into a giant tower standing up to the sky, and directly sucked the red scale demon Jiao into it. Then it shrank and was taken into the hands again. The Red Scale Demon Jiaokong had all kinds of means, and it could only roar and roar in the glazed tower, and it could no longer break a single bit.