"It is all sentient beings, when they are born and when they die, they gain great benefits and will not fall into the evil path......"

In a large hall on Changdeng Mountain, on the futon, the old monk is sitting in danger, chanting the scriptures while dialing the rosary in his hand, and a hundred clothes are mended and mended, which looks ordinary, and no one can see that this is actually a strong man.

"Monk, what are I doing here all day?"

The Pushan monk standing on the side spoke cautiously.

Since last night, Shanguang, that is, the great monk in his mouth, has gathered all the monks above the level of the heart to this place, only to chant the scriptures, and not to say whether it is excessive or blessed.

Pushan sat beside the monk and read for a day and a night, his throat was about to smoke, and he finally couldn't help but ask.

The lonely monk lowered his head, the rosary in his hand no longer moved, and said lightly:

"Pray for the living, transcend for the dead."

"What's the explanation?"

"The Black Evil God."

Pushan is confused, the black god? Why is it related to the evil god again?

Seeing that Pushan was confused, Shanguang put down the rosary in his hand, and motioned for the monks to look at him.

When everyone's eyes converged on him, the monk spoke:

"A hundred years ago, the first emperor's army crusaded against the demons, but unfortunately collapsed, and the seal that condensed the authority of the family and the country also collapsed.

One of the small pieces symbolizing the justice of the court was snatched by a black demon.

Lingyun Sect Zhonghua Zhenren, who was a Yuan Infant at the time, joined forces with Benmen to chase and kill, but he still escaped to the demon.

The black demon feeds on grievances and grievances, but the authority that can be taken away is just ......"

"Alas~" The old monk sighed.

"In the following decades, the black demon hid in the netherworld, from time to time to create some injustice, and then secretly came to the yang world to eat two bites.

The Dao League had the intention to kill, but it was always possible for this fang to escape, and later I learned that this fang was connected with a group of cultists, and the cult collected offerings, incense, and provided information for it. ”

"Monk, what does this have to do with our chanting?"

Pushan still looked confused, and listened to what his host said for a long time, but it seemed that he had never said the point.

"When people are old, they always love to chatter."

"Forehead ......"

Pushan didn't expect this answer, so he simply bowed and sat back again, ready to listen to the old monk talk about the rest of the things, anyway, as long as he doesn't chant the scriptures, everything is fine.

"About ten years ago, the Dao Alliance finally caught the tail of this group of demons, and after I discussed with the remaining dozen donors, I finally came up with a helpless solution - give up the land and lose people, and the Dao Buddha will kill them!"

The old monk's last eight words were sonorous and powerful, gritting his teeth, and anyone could hear the bloody wind and rain here.

"Old man, they all say that I am a Buddha and compassionate, why don't you want to keep the people safe?"

A plain-robed monk stood up and asked in a hoarse voice in confusion, he didn't understand, obviously the old bald donkey in front of him was a strong man with hands and eyes to the sky.

Turning into a god, how can a black demon who has not been pardoned be turned upside down?

"Xinsu~ It's not that I don't want to, but I can't, and the inside story will be known when you prove the golden body of the Arhat."

When the monk named Xinsu mentioned this, it was like a heavy hammer that made the old monk's eyes dim.

"Old man, the Arhat fruit position corresponds to the cultivation of the Yuan Infant, and my Zen practice relies on a word of enlightenment, and when I have attained the Arhat, I don't know if I have realized the Year of the Monkey and the month of the horse? Furthermore, if you don't understand this matter, prove the fruit of a fart? ”

The heart is aggressive, he has long wanted to go down the mountain to return to the vulgar, in line with the mentality of having dates and not dates to play two shots, it is best to provoke this old monk and rush down the mountain as soon as possible.

The surrounding monks glared angrily, and many monks were about to stand up and scold, but they were pressed back by the old monk.

"Alas~ cautiously."

Silence sighed, since the heart has realized the world, the mood has changed greatly, and the eyes are about to go astray.

If it weren't for the fact that I had been supporting him, and I really couldn't bear to watch the child who grew up fall into the devil's path, otherwise I would have been beaten up early and driven down the mountain......

"Since the collapse of the first emperor, the seal was shattered, and the territory of Great Xia was in turmoil, the gods and strong people had their own responsibilities and were not allowed to move without permission...... There is only so much to reveal, and no more. ”

"Old man......"

Xin Su opened his mouth quietly, obviously dissatisfied with this explanation.

"People can't keep it, but the culprit must not be able to go, this time there is a god to make a move, you are also in my great-uncle and ancestor......

Okay, let's continue to chant and pray for blessings. ”

After speaking, he lowered his head, and the rosary in his hand continued to move, and after a while, the sound of Buddhist scriptures sounded in the hall again.

Seeing this, Xin Su wanted to say something, but an inexplicable force pushed him back to his seat, and he couldn't move, so he had to slander in his heart:

"Thief bald, if you can't tell you clearly, you will come hard? You got angry and drove me away on the spot! ”

After a while, the sound of chanting resounded throughout the temple, except for Mu Ne's heart.

Seeing this, the nearby monks even held back a smile in their voices.

The novices who sprinkled and received the reception in the temple couldn't understand why the great monks in the temple all gathered together to recite the scriptures, and there was no one all day, and they didn't hear what festival it was......

In the city of Jinchan County, there was a dead silence, except for the monks who accidentally looked at the true body of the black god and rolled on the ground with a strange appearance, the rest were unable to move.

Mortal?

Scold~

It's basically eaten up, or it's fried to pieces, and it's really like a mustard.

Looking at the senior brother writhing in pain in front of him, Yang Guang felt despair in his heart.

Now I just hope that the black god will stare at him for a while, and directly blow this lowly monk to pieces, so as not to end up as miserable as the senior brother.

However, the Black Slayer was in no mood to deal with the scattered monks in the city, and his eyes were now on the sacrifices that had been prepared.

To be precise, Ma Zhenbang, who is not dead after disembowelment.

"God, enjoy it."

The left protector didn't know when he was already holding a huge wine vat in his hand, and he put it in front of the black god as a wine glass.

But the left protector is with his head down, it's not that his strength is not enough, it's just that as a dog leg waiting for food, if he stares at the master's house, he can't be hit by two feet, and he will be angry in vain.

"Whew~"

A turbid breath whistled through, curling people's hair, and smoked people to their stomachs, as if the evil god chuckled roughly.

However, the left protector buried his head even lower, even within the sect, there were only one or two people who could talk to such evil gods on an equal footing.

He?

Not qualified!

A vicious wind struck, and Zuo Protector was overjoyed, originally he thought that this evil god had advanced, and he couldn't look down on this kind of blood food, but now he thought too much.

As long as the sacrifice is over, he can claim the reward as he deserves.

didn't want to bring up the evil wind's palm, neither to catch Ma Zhenbang on the altar, nor to get the wine jar lifted, but to grab the left protector and the wine jar.

"God's ......"

The captured Left Protector panicked and was about to question, but the next second he was thrown into the abyssal mouth.

"Ahh Crunch, crunch~"

The screams of the Left Protector made a muffled sound through a piece of flesh and skin, and after a while, only the crunch of flesh and bone rubbing was left.

"Hahahaha! Serving thieves all day long, but being devoured by thieves, stupid! Hahahaha! ”

Ma Zhenbang, who was slumped on the altar, laughed wildly, and couldn't help but look at the evil god with a look of disdain in his eyes.