"Wow!"

Chen Yi didn't make a move, but the black-clothed old Buddha first sacrificed his life-saving hole card, his left hand was fiercely inserted into his chest, and then he pulled it out violently, and blood splashed everywhere in his heart.

The next second.

A strange scene occurred: the blood flowers evaporated into mist, and then, from its chest came a "crunching" chewing sound, like some creature eating.

"Manju Sahua!"

Chen Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he muttered to himself: "This old Buddha really has some kind of connection with the weak water Yellow Spring, but Manzhu Shahua can't stop my sword qi." ”

Manju Sawa is not obtained by so-called serendipity.

Something like a rule.

He is known as the flower of the underworld, so naturally it is not groundless, under normal circumstances, he will never leave the underworld for the rest of his life, because it came to the world... Will die!

All sapient people fear death, and Manju Sawa is no exception, unless an outlier is born from the group, such as the one found in the Cherry Blossom Country.

To this day, Chen Yi still does not know what the purpose of his coming to earth is.

The sword light was already in front of him.

The majestic sword intent swept and spread all over the world, the cold moon fell, and the great sun appeared, as if there was an endless Great Wall of sword qi, crashing into the realm evolved by Manzhu Shahua.

That field changes in cold and summer, and the leaves fall and the leaves grow, like a different kind of reincarnation.

The sword qi destroyed it.

Sharp wails, earth-shattering, Manzhu Sawa was weeping, countless extremely slender blood-colored threads manifested for no reason in the underworld, and all of them shattered into invisible.

The faces of the people screamed and annihilated, and the old Buddha was full of horror and disbelief:

"How can it be so strong..."

Chen Yi sighed lightly, flicked his fingers, the sword qi shattered, and the black-clothed old Buddha God who picked up a life was stunned, and he didn't dare to be suspicious.

"Master."

Yu Lian sat up with a boulder.

"Hmm."

Chen Yi stepped out of the void, checked Yu Lian's injury, and after confirming that it was okay, he rubbed her head, left some healing medicine, and followed the old Buddha.

As for the other five.

The dantian is exhausted, the soul is broken, the reason why he moves freely is all hanging by a wisp of obsession, it is estimated that he will go back to the sect to confess his last words, and let them fend for themselves.

…

Nandi, a ghost city in the capital of Xudu.

Three figures sat around, one was ghostly, it should be the ghost king, and the other was gloomy, and it was also the ghost king, they were healing the dying black-clothed old monk.

Incomparably weird picture.

The King of Ghosts.

actually gave a helping hand to a golden-bodied Buddha who was supposed to exist as a mortal enemy of the heavens, and the key was that the latter's golden body of the Buddha did not reject the aura of yin ghosts.

"Old monk, don't you always like to hide behind the scenes and calculate others?"

Long.

The old monk's injuries were brought under control.

One of the ghost kings sarcastically said: "I didn't expect to fight an eagle for a lifetime, and you will also miss the day when you are pecked by an eagle... Hahaha, it's really feng shui in turn. ”

It seems that he has some resentment towards the old Buddha.

Well...

Just an ordinary partnership?

"With this schadenfreude, it's better to think about what to do later."

The other ghost king glanced at him and said in a deep voice: "Behind this woman, there is obviously a backer, we have offended her to death, and we can only go one way to the dark." ”

said.

The two ghost kings looked at the old Buddha together, as if waiting for him to come up with an idea: ghosts are probably not good at using their brains, and in comparison, they are more accustomed to solving problems by force.

"It's not like there's no way..."

The old monk said in a hoarse voice:

"It's just that this method is quite dedicated, I don't know if the two princes dare to try?"

The two ghost kings looked at each other, not knowing why, but tacitly working together to isolate the prohibition under a radius of hundreds of miles, and when the old monk saw this, he understood the decision in their hearts.

Thereupon.

His voice was slight, and his words were amazing:

"Send her to Buddhahood!"

As soon as these words came out, the ghost kings on the left and right were shocked, and one of the ghost kings exclaimed directly:

"Old monk, are you crazy?!"

"On the day of the incarnation of the gods, he issued a decree that the Buddha's fruit position was thirty to two, and the number had been set, and the rest could not become Buddhas in this life, you... Do you want to rebel against him? ”

"I'll come forward, I'll talk to the Buddha, there's room for negotiation in this matter."

The black-clothed old Buddha shook his head and analyzed:

"They are indifferent now, because they don't think it's worth it, and they don't have much life left, so they have accumulated their savings and patiently hold on to the Ganges projection is the safest."

"Cultivating a Buddha takes a lot of energy and material resources, and whether the golden cicada can become a Buddha is also a big question, so they prefer the former."

"But don't forget."

"The Ganges River is just an ethereal legend, the poor monk of Mo Dao, even the three Buddhas have never seen it with their own eyes, and the ninth golden cicada really exists."

This is an iron heart to pull the three Buddhas into the game!

Although once the three of them make a move, the big head will inevitably not be able to take their turn, but eating leftovers is better than eating nothing, the ghost king is silent, and Lao Buddha continues to lobby:

"As long as she helps Jin Cicada become a Buddha, her flesh and blood can be used by the three Buddhas, and as soon as the three Buddhas move, the scales in the hearts of the Buddhas of Lingshan will also fall."

"Gather the power of the entire spiritual mountain."

"No matter who stands behind the golden cicada, there is no fear, as for you and me, we only need to pay some price in the early stage, and then we can reap the benefits of the fisherman, isn't it beautiful?"

Speaking of this, the old Buddha took a deep breath, and a touch of fanaticism and conceit appeared on his face:

"It's the same big gamble, why bother to go far?"

"The two princes have taught me how to do it."

"In terms of combat power, I may not be as good as the two, but when it comes to strategic cities... If the two princes are willing to believe me, the day when the golden cicada is divided, the two of them are indispensable! ”

When he came, he made deductions, and he could almost guarantee his life, and this plan was bound to come true.

Because the whole process is all their work, Yu Liancheng is very happy, even if the success falls short, the bamboo basket to draw water has nothing to do with the three Buddhas, there is no reason not to acquiesce.

The three Buddhas have passed, and the side is not called a problem, anyway, there is the Ganges projection at the end, which is equivalent to the upper layer of double insurance, which is nothing more than a loss of resources.

The air fell silent for a long time.

It took the two ghost kings half a day to completely digest the many contents involved here, glanced at each other, and said, "This king has any doubts, and I ask you to answer them." ”

"But it doesn't hurt to say it."

"Just now, Taoist friends say that the difficulty of becoming a Buddha is no less than that of retrograde Ganges, why are you so sure that you can help the golden cicada become a Buddha? Could it be... What are the ancient tantric methods of Taoist friends? ”

A Buddha can be a mortal realm, but a mortal realm is not necessarily a Buddha.

It is not a realm, but a kind of conferral, just like the six beads were named as a bodhisattva by the Buddha, but the status between the two can be called a judgment.

The latter is only granted by the king, while the former is granted by heaven and is orthodox.

If the Buddhist system of Lingshan is compared to a big tree, then the Buddhas, bodhisattvas, monks, arhats, etc., are the branches that extend from the bottom of this big tree.

Monks who attain the Buddhahood will receive the shade from this towering tree, including but not limited to blessings, merits, prestige... In short, it is very beneficial.

The Buddha's path to incarnation is also often smoother than that of casual meditation.

The essence of this matter is not only that Yu Lian became a Buddha, but also involves the dispute between the gods, ghosts, and Buddhas.

So.

If the old Buddha really masters the secret method of making Buddhas in batches, he will not be able to get out of the capital today!