"The Prison King?"

Hearing this name, the group started to talk again, and everyone in the world said that King Ming was the master second only to the Holy Buddha in the Buddha's Heart Meditation Academy, but few people had seen his true face.

It is only known that according to the legend, he imitated the grand wish of the Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth, entered the Buddha's Heart Meditation Monastery and went down to the filthy and turbid sinking hell, and spent life and extinguished sin in the infernal realm of the Buddha's light.

He has been in prison for nearly a hundred years and has never been released again.

For a long time, sitting alone in prison, he was not only the king of the Ming who guarded the Buddhist prison, but also like a prisoner in the prison of the sinking heart, a prisoner with an endless sentence......

Now I heard that he was released from prison and appeared because of the Battle of Heavenly Books, and everyone was looking forward to it.

Even Ying Feiyang was also curious, although he knew from others that the King of Prison Ming was the host of the Book of Heaven, but he had only heard of his name and not seen him, so he couldn't help but quietly raise his neck and glance at it.

Under the gaze of almost everyone present, the hatch slowly opened, but a bloody breath permeated the air......

"It's, demonic!"

Ying Feiyang's expression was solemn, and he was surprised to see the source of the demonic energy, and an ascetic stepped out of the cabin.

The monk was dressed in a ragged robe, his head was scattered, his face was pale from the light of day, and there was no expression on his face, but in the outline of the axe and chisel, he could still see the heroic and upright of the past.

His skin, which was exposed to his shabby clothes, was densely engraved with Sanskrit scriptures, pricked with needles, and then smeared with paint. This kind of asceticism, which borders on masochism, is daunting, as if his body is just a stone sculpture that is not afraid of erosion and beating, a stinky skin that can be discarded at any time.

The strange monk, with an indescribable temperament, walked out step by step.

"Welcome to the King of Prison!"

It wasn't until Su Miaoyin bowed to this monk that everyone dared to confirm that he was the most mysterious king of the Buddha Heart Zen Temple, but the horror in their hearts was beyond measure.

Because such a devout ascetic Buddha gave birth to a pair of snake eyes!

His eyeballs were a cloudy dark yellow, but his pupils were unusually black, shrunk into a line, and his eyes were resolute and reverent, but the innate coldness of these snake eyes still lingered.

is reminding everyone of a shocking fact - the King of Prison in Buddhism turned out to be a snake demon!

Just when Ying Feiyang was surprised, he suddenly felt a gust of wind rushing by, and the air wave that was set off made his head and face hurt, and he opened his eyes wide, but saw a figure faster than the wind, passing quickly, and everywhere he passed, the air was bursting with explosions.

There can be such a miracle speed present, except for Lu Tianlan, who doesn't think about it!

When the air detonation reached his ears, Lu Tianlan was already like a goshawk hitting the water, rushing in front of the King of Prison at a faster speed than the sound, his slender and powerful five fingers opened, and he grabbed the door of the King of Prison!

The thunderous attack made the people on the ship not have time to react, but Lu Tianlan's figure did not stop at all, but rushed forward at a faster speed.

The King of the Prison was taken out by Lu Tianlan in the face, and the waves were divided all the way, stirring up a white turbid water line on the surface of the river.

In the end, he was slammed by Lu Tianlan on a reef in the water, and the rocks were shot violently, and the entire head of the King of Prison Ming was pressed into the rocks!

"Before the Book of Heaven is opened, why did you start fighting first?" Ying Feiyang pressed his hand on the hilt of his sword, and was considering whether to step forward to help, Su Miaoyin crossed his arm in front of him, letting him wait and see the changes, and there was no trace of worry on his face.

Ying Feiyang looked intently, and saw that the head of the King of Prison Ming was pressed into the reef, but his feet were firmly firm, and his whole body was bent into an incredible bridge shape.

If a person bent like this, he would have broken his waist, but the rock under the feet of the King of Prison suddenly shattered, and the whole body bounced up with his feet as the fulcrum, like a tensed longbow suddenly loosened, Lu Tianlan was shot out by him like this, and the King of Prison Ming had already stood up straight, and from beginning to end, his palms were still closed in front of his chest, and he had not moved for half a minute!

Lu Tianlan spun around twice in the air and stopped steadily in mid-air, but laughed loudly, "If it weren't for the strength of this bow and snake, Lao Tzu really wouldn't dare to recognize you, no wonder I couldn't look for you back then, it turned out that you really became a monk, really became a monk......" Lu Tianlan smiled sarcastically, leaning back and forth with laughter, but the laughter was suddenly sad, like a steel knife scraping bones: "What the hell is going on with you!"

The face of the King of Prison was like a stone sculpture, and he was silent.

Lu Tianlan stepped forward, grabbed him by the collar and said, "Speak, aren't you the most fickle and clever of your tongue, why don't you speak, what the hell is going on with you!"

Lu Tianlan's voice was fierce and aggressive, and the King of Prison Ming was still silent, if he hadn't heard it, Lu Tianlan was furious, grabbed the collar of the King of Prison and threw him on the reef again.

"Smack!" The reef cracked like a spider's web, and the remaining strength spread, and a curtain of water exploded on the water, and the King of Prison was still speechless as if he felt no pain.

Lu Tianlan's five fingers curled up and raised them high, and the Great Search God Claw was about to be used towards the King of Prison Ming.

But he saw a hand poking out from behind the startled water curtain and firmly grasping his raised arm, "Enough, old five, it's useless." ”

The water curtain fell, and the person who appeared was who I was.

I grabbed Lu Tianlan's hand, but looked at the scriptures on the body of the King of Prison Ming and said: "Practicing Zen Method, seeing me and Lao Wu, I still don't move my Zen heart, and I really got to the point where my heart is like a tree, and the rumors that we regarded it as a joke back then turned out to be true......"

No wonder the King of Prison is silent. Ying Feiyang's heart suddenly dawned, he had heard the Heavenly Maiden Ling Xin mention, it is a kind of ascetic method of Buddhism, the way of practice is to tattoo the scripture precepts on the body, abide by the precepts, and one of the important ones is the oral precepts.

The focus of the ascetic method is not the word "bitter", but the word "line", the most important thing is to practice the Dharma, to pass on the Dharma by body, not to pass on the Dharma by mouth, and those who practice this Zen method keep their mouths shut, with the door of their hearts closed, like a tree, let others slander and deceive and scold them without justifying, only to prove themselves with actions, and to influence others.

And if the meditation heart of the practitioner of this meditation method is moved, the precepts and scriptures on his body will dim and disappear, and the achievements of many years will be ruined, and the scriptures on the body of the king of prison are intact, which is a symbol of strict self-discipline and unshakenness.

But when he saw that he let go of Lu Tianlan's hand, he pulled the King of Prison Ming up, and said: "After a long time of absence, I didn't expect to meet in this situation, the King of Prison Ming, the third child, or should I call you-'Bashan Snake King' Candle Atrium!"

A name that has been almost forgotten, and when it is mentioned, becomes the deepest nightmare.

"The King of Prison Ming is not only a demon, but also the third of the seven murderers of the demon clan?"

Whoever I said a word seemed to have thrown a boulder into everyone's hearts, causing a lot of waves.