Chapter 471: Chen Changsheng and Huizhi
In the White Elephant City, an old lady with a withered face who had already walked on the decaying wood suddenly stood up from the bed with a flash of inspiration, and her body exploded suddenly.
The filial sons and grandsons who were waiting for the old lady to breathe around were so frightened that they couldn't speak.
Pu Cong came out of the flesh and blood, and looked in the direction of the outside of the city with a palpitating face.
These days always feel that it is not peaceful, first the two monks of Qingyun Sect, one big and one small, kicked themselves as balls, and today another one came to ask for debts from King Daming.
King Daming won't give it to you, what the hell are you chopping my head for?
Thinking of the purple-clothed monk just now, when his head fell to the ground, Pu Cong felt a little uncomfortable in his neck.
However, fortunately, I am an immortal and immortal existence in this Buddha realm.
Thinking of this, Pu Cong's body couldn't help but stiffen, and he looked out the window at the golden array that almost covered the entire White Elephant City, and suddenly felt a little crying.
His Royal Highness the King of Daming must not fight with that monk, if this golden array falls in the sky.
I'm afraid the entire White Elephant City is about to be wiped out!
At that time, the immortal self was really hopeless!
After this matter is over, he will go to His Royal Highness the King of Daming to intercede and move a place for his Buddha country.
Otherwise, when people come from the East, the first person to be beaten is himself!
Pu Cong was thinking about it in his heart, but a trembling question came from his ears: "Mom, have you become a Buddha?" ”
An old man trembled, looked at Pu Cong in front of him, and asked uncertainly.
Just now, my mother was in front of me, and I saw it with my own eyes, and my body exploded directly.
After living for more than 60 years, when he was old, he ran into his own mother and blew up, this kind of strange thing!
But the Buddha who grew up again from his own mother's body, could it be that his mother became a Buddha?
It is not in vain that his family eats fasting and recites Buddha, and he is dedicated to Buddha all his life, and his old mother has really achieved the true Buddha!
Thinking of this, the old man couldn't help but burst into tears, as if his years of faith had finally been answered.
Stretching out his withered hand, he grabbed the corner of Pu Cong's robe, and his cloudy eyes flashed with hope again.
Since my mother has become a Buddha, she will inevitably bless her family with a long life!
Pu Cong, who was interrupted by the corner of his clothes, looked at the old man with some dissatisfaction, and just a look made the old man turn into ashes in an instant.
died quietly, and even the smile that had just been revealed was still on his face, and he was directly stared at by Huizhi into ashes.
The room full of people who were originally excited because of the old man's words were instantly stupid on the spot.
Pu Cong glanced at the mortals in the room, snorted coldly, and the room of filial sons and grandsons directly turned into a golden light and flew into Pu Cong's mouth and nose!
Pu Cong breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling that the powerlessness of the new life had faded slightly, and then looked around with some disdain.
I can't beat the group of perverts outside, and it won't be your turn to touch me, who is a true Buddha!
In Pu Cong's eyes, these ordinary people in his Buddha country are like mud, and even a little dirty.
To be able to live in the city and receive their meager and useless daily offerings is already very merciful!
It was their honor to be able to die for themselves!
Pu Cong snorted coldly, disappeared directly in place, flashed to the top of the city tower, and quietly looked at His Royal Highness King Daming and Chen Changsheng outside the city.
Chen Changsheng, who thought that Huizhi was going to refuse, was cold in his heart, and the long knife in his hand was full of murderous intent, if Huizhi said a word in his mouth, Chen Changsheng would let his head fall to the ground!
After occupying Zu Yuan's body, Chen Changsheng obviously felt that he was more eager to kill than before, and even some couldn't control it to kill.
That Pu Cong just now, he didn't want to kill him at all, but his hand subconsciously chopped off the monk's head.
It seems that although it occupies Zu Yuan's body, it will still be affected by the demonic energy in Zu Yuan's body if he is not careful.
If you go to the Demon Realm, I'm afraid that you will be assimilated into that bloodthirsty monster in a few days!
When Chen Changsheng thought of this, he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart and silently wrote it down.
On the other side, Hui Zhi looked at the cautious Chen Changsheng, smiled and said, "If I remember correctly, the donor should be the Holy Son of Qingyun Sect, right?" ”
Chen Changsheng hadn't answered yet, but Pu Cong, who was eavesdropping on the city tower, began to complain, and it was Qingyun Sect again.
What is the origin of this Qingyun Sect, one of the nine holy places, the old and the young who came last time almost didn't click themselves, and this time they came to kill the god again, and they directly chopped off their heads without saying a word.
This Qingyun Sect shouldn't be a branch of the Demon Race, right?
Compared with Pu Cong's complaints, Huizhi's gaze at Chen Changsheng was more curious.
He has been the Holy Son of Buddhism since he was born, and he has never tasted defeat since he was a child, and the two defeats were when he participated in the Qingyun Sect's inner door competition.
The young black-clothed sword cultivator who was like a sharp sword pierced his golden body with a sword.
And the other one is the young monk in purple in front of him, who is superbly skilled in puppetry!
made himself, who was already proud of himself, taste failure one after another, and even doubted his own way for a while.
But now Huizhi is calm when facing Chen Changsheng in front of him.
He is no longer the wisdom he was back then, and the Chen Changsheng in front of him is not the Chen Changsheng of the year!
In other words, Chen Changsheng in front of him should stand on the same line as himself.
The black lotus in his body was telling himself that Chen Changsheng in front of him was inextricably linked to the remnant of the demon clan who was killed by him that day.
Once in front of ten thousand people, the Qingyun Holy Son who slaughtered demons alone.
Now he stands in front of him as a demon.
It's ironic!
Huizhi looked at Chen Changsheng's smile more and more unfathomable, and Chen Changsheng's smile was inexplicable.
"This monk can't be a brain problem, right? Look at yourself and make yourself feel sick! Chen Changsheng looked at Huizhi in front of him with some impatience and thought inexplicably.
Chen Changsheng said with impatience on his face: "You don't care who I am, give me back my things, and I'll leave here!" ”
Huizhi folded his hands and recited the Buddha name softly, looked at Chen Changsheng and said, "I don't have a donor's thing here, there is indeed a thing that belongs to someone else, but it is not the donor's!" ’
As soon as the words fell, the long knife came to his eyes.
Chen Changsheng's ghostly voice sounded again: "You don't have to play a dumb riddle for me, you know what I came to take, and you know what I am, and you don't want everyone in the world to know that Buddhism hides the secret treasure of the demon clan, right?" ”
Hui Zhi was slightly stunned, he didn't expect Chen Changsheng in front of him to be so straightforward, and there was such a big difference from the first time he saw him.
Huizhi shook his head and said, "The husband is not guilty of his crimes, I don't know if the donor is willing to take a step to speak?" ”
After speaking, Huizhi's hands opened, and a golden Buddha door appeared in front of the two.
Huizhi looked at Chen Changsheng who was sneering, and said intriguingly: "I and the donor are not enemies, or may we become close friends?" ”