The Master of Mishap felt like he had a long dream......

In his dream, he came to a nine-story golden pagoda for some reason, in addition to enshrined many Buddha statues made of gold, there were also six magic weapons with amazing power to subdue the demons locked in the tower.

These six magic weapons are the Heavenly Divine Fire Pillar that can spit out Samadhi True Fire, the Immortal Sword that can cut off the body of the immortal god, the Binding Immortal Rope that can bind the immortal god, and the headache hairpin that makes the monk have a headache, the pure heart dust that makes the monk feel calm, and the Soul Fixing Thorn that can fix the original spirit and soul.

The reason why it is called the Thirty-Three Days Golden Relic Seven Treasures Linglong Pagoda is because the seventh magic weapon in the tower is a relic left by the ancestor of ten thousand Buddhas.

And this golden pagoda seems to have only nine floors, but the inner space is like another heaven and earth, and even thirty-three layers of heaven can be fitted!

Therefore, as long as you are locked in the tower, even if you cultivate to the sky, it will be difficult to get out of trouble.

Moreover, because of the power of the relics, there are rules in the tower that can imprison the body and mind, prohibit cultivation, and isolate aura, just like a prison.

With those six treasures, you can suppress all demons and monsters, and take all immortals, gods, Buddhas and demons!

The master originally thought that he dreamed of this tower because his sincere and ethereal heart to the Buddha finally moved the Buddha, so he gave such a Buddha fate.

However, as soon as he finished visiting this tower in the dream, he was sealed by an irresistible power and cultivated, and experienced all the power of the six magic weapons himself, and when he finally survived all this, he was punished to kneel in front of the relics, reciting one Buddhist sutra after another, and reciting one Buddhist precept after another.

……

"Master?"

"Master?"

I don't know how long it took, when one after another weak calls suddenly reached his ears from far and near, he woke up as if he had woken up from a dream.

The top floor of Jinfeng Tower is an incomparably luxurious flat-floor room with ponds, strange stones, and different flowers, and some Confucian calligraphy and paintings are hung on the walls around it.

And in this room, more than a dozen beautiful women dressed in fancy clothes gathered around the master of the precept at this moment, with worry on their faces.

Now that he finally opened his eyes, these women secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Some of the more timid saw that after he woke up, he finally bit his lip in fear and shed two lines of tears.

Today they have experienced both bliss and sorrow.

They live so big, it's the first time I've seen this kind of 1V15 fierce people.

Whether it was taking medicine or using some double cultivation secret method, the process was wonderful, and they did feel that they were about to become immortals.

Therefore, after hearing that he was going to fight a big battle and take them to the Elysium to meet the Buddha, they were tired, and their hearts still swelled with anticipation.

However, as soon as he had said this, the master fainted.

At first, they thought that Master Bujie was just tired, but after a few hours, he still didn't wake up.

If they weren't still breathing, they would have thought that the master had gone to see the Buddha alone.

If they die, they will all suffer.

Even Jinfenglou will be implicated because of this, and in the future, the poverty will be light, and the people in the whole building will experience imprisonment.

After seeing the surprised smiles of these women, and the two women standing behind everyone and sobbing softly, the master finally regained his consciousness.

"Why did the little monk fall asleep suddenly?"

The Master of Unring blinked, and doubts appeared in his heart.

A monk like him has said goodbye to sleep.

Thinking about it, he still sat up, hugged a woman in his arms, and smiled and prepared to speak.

At this moment, a nine-story golden pagoda that could not be perceived appeared out of thin air from behind his head full of anger, crossed the tower body, and smashed heavily on the back of his head.

As soon as he woke up, he didn't even have time to say a word, and after the frightened gazes of the women, he rolled his eyes and fell backwards and fell unconscious.

"Master!"

The exclamation rang out again.

But the master of the non-ring can no longer hear it.

He began to dream again, and in his dream he was back to the nine-story golden pagoda.

Just like in his previous dreams, this time he still experienced the power of the six magic weapons one by one.

The bundle of immortals bound him tightly, and the headache pierced into his head again and again, each time as if it was deeply rooted in his mind, and he was in great pain.

The soul stabbed his primordial spirit, so that he was always awake, and he could not escape the pain through the method of the primordial spirit.

There are nine large iron pillars around it, which are not high, the whole body is fiery red, and there are nine fire dragons.

They lowered their heads, their eyes showed anger, and they spewed samadhi fire at him, engulfing him in flames.

His eyes were sour from the smoke, and the flames almost burned him to charcoal.

The Immortal Sword flew in the sea of fire, as if Ling Chi had cut off the charred flesh and skin on his body one by one.

And the Pure Heart Dust hovered above his head, waving it again and again, so that his mind would not collapse because of it.

These processes lasted for an unknown amount of time, and it wasn't until he was on the verge of a breakdown, when it was all over.

And he was 'manipulated' by a great force to come to the ninth floor, kneel in front of the golden relics, recite one Buddhist sutra after another, and recite one Buddhist precept after another.

……

This time, when he opened his eyes, it was already dark.

In the brightly lit room, in addition to the fifteen women, there was an old bustard who still had charm and an old man with gray eyebrows.

At this moment, a group of people gathered around the bed, looking at him with worried faces.

The old man stroked his beard with one hand and checked his pulse with the other.

After everyone saw him wake up, the old bustard subconsciously glanced at the old Chinese medicine doctor, and after seeing the other party's confident nod, he immediately helped him up with a smile on his face, and said: "The master has finally woken up, here are five taels of broken silver, please stay elsewhere, our Jinfeng Building can't withstand any wind and rain." ”

The master of the non-ring looked at the five taels of silver that he forcibly placed in his palm, and his expression was a little confused.

He has always spent money on Fengyue places, and this is the first time he has received money back.

Thinking of his two consecutive coma without warning, the master could only nod with a wry smile.

Then he was respectfully sent out of the Golden Phoenix Tower by the old bustard and fifteen beautiful women.

The master of the Bujie looked at the quiet street, subconsciously turned around, and saw that the gate of the Jinfeng Tower had been tightly closed, and he even used his divine sense to detect that the old bustard was in the courtyard and warned the fierce-faced thugs to remember the appearance of the monk, and not let him come in again in the future.

After perceiving all this, the Master of Martial Arts shook his head helplessly.

At the same time, there was a haze in his eyes.

If it's just a coma, it can be said to be an accident.

But two comas in a row, and each time without warning, is not an accident.

"Could it be a joke between some powerful man and the little monk?"

"But although the little monk is not good at magic and can't do magic, but after all, it is a Mahayana demon cultivator, who can hide it from the little monk and make me suddenly unconscious?"

"And that nine-story golden tower...... Why do I dream twice in a row? ”

He thought seriously for a long time, and could only faintly notice that his coma seemed to be related to the near woman.

But the reason why he fell into a coma is not found.

The master of the non-precept stretched out his hand and scratched his bald head with a blank face, and then looked up at the bright moon hanging in the dark night, and muttered: "Could it be that there is really a Buddha secretly observing the little monk?" ”

(End of chapter)