Chapter 213: Sacrifice (2)

At this time, the black-robed people also seemed to notice that Abbot Zhengyuan had the intention of killing, and they all became solemn, in fact, if they took out a single person, they would not be the opponents of Abbot Zhengyuan.

Although the Corpse Puppet Sect is powerful, the person who controls the corpse itself is not very powerful, at least the big reason why many evil people enter this Corpse Puppet Sect is because this sect can let these people have strong strength from the beginning, even if some people who have just entered the Corpse Puppet Sect, as long as they spend some time practicing the method of controlling the corpse, then it is relatively easy to win the Qi Realm.

Everything is also because these corpses are strong enough at the beginning, but the further they practice, the more difficult it becomes, and at that time, the strength will tend to be equal, but in general, because there are some special walking corpses to help, it is still very difficult to deal with.

Abbot Zhengyuan is still facing more than one, these black-robed people obviously know him very well, so they don't have the slightest carelessness when dealing with him, and in this case, the pressure on Abbot Zhengyuan is also increasing.

At this moment, they noticed that Abbot Zhengyuan already had the intention of killing, so they were even more cautious.

"Attention, this old monk may be desperate. It was another black-robed man who spoke, his voice hoarse and emotionless.

"It doesn't matter, he is not our opponent, you must know that our killer weapon is used to deal with the Chu people's madness, and this old monk can't make any waves. The other black-robed man sneered.

I saw that the abbot of Zhengyuan was sitting cross-legged on the ground, and the Buddha pestle in his hand was placed horizontally on his legs, his hands were folded, and the slightest momentum rose, like the king of immobility.

He is not a monk since he was a child, many people do not know the past of the abbot Zhengyuan, once upon a time, he was also an ordinary cultivator with a lot of lives in his hands, in the world of cultivation, it is normal for you to kill me, and he has also come all the way.

It wasn't until later that he got tired of the world of cheating and killing each other, and in a fight with others, he was seriously injured and dying, but it was a monk who saved him and let him see his path clearly, and he still remembered that monk very well, because this monk sacrificed his own life to save him.

At that time, he was suffering from the poison of a vicious sect, and he was already lacking in skills, and he needed a person who was almost the same as his own cultivation strength to use his whole body strength to save himself, but how could he have such friends or relatives around him at that time? And even if there were, the other party must be willing?

So he had given up his life and was ready to die, but his fate had taken a wonderful turn, a monk met him, and at the beginning he simply wanted to save himself, and he also felt that he was a dead horse as a live horse doctor, and he was treated by the other party.

However, it was fruitless, until in the end, what he did not expect was that the monk actually sacrificed his life and then saved himself, this event made him extremely excited at that time, and he was extremely grateful to the monk, and the monk did not ask him for anything until he died, but left with a smile.

After that, his transformation did not happen immediately, but instead found the enemy who had poisoned him, and spent a lot of scheming to kill his entire family, but when it was about to be done, he suddenly remembered the monk who sacrificed his life to save him.

In the end, he stopped his plans and returned to the mountain, where he sat for a month, and by the time he descended again, he had already shaved his own ordination, and his Dharma name was round, and he walked the world.

Although he told the world that he was the abbot of Shangyuan Temple on Pingxia Mountain, many of the Li people who had been saved by him had been to Pingxia Mountain in order to thank him, but they couldn't find Shangyuan Temple anyway, and they couldn't donate some incense money to thank them.

Only the abbot of Zhengyuan himself knows that there is no Shangyuan Temple in the mountain at all, and Shangyuan Temple is in everyone's heart, a real Buddha, and there is no need for a temple, let alone those statues enshrined in the temple.

He had his own path as a Buddha, and on this day, he also traveled west without hesitation.

Abbot Zhengyuan's eyes suddenly opened, two rays of light bloomed, and the whole person's aura was much stronger than before.