Chapter Seventy-Five: Immeasurable Merit?

Qian Yue glanced at everyone, no wonder those foundation building monks were clearly higher in cultivation, but they died faster than the qi cultivation cultivators.

She thought about it, she hadn't killed a few people in her life, and even if she really fell into it, she shouldn't be the one who died first.

"As a disciple of Longshan Temple, the poor monk has cultivated merits for a hundred years, so he has a deterrent power against these black evils. But the power of one person will not return to heaven after all!"

You can't do it, aren't there still a few little monks sitting down there?

"As for the other disciples, their cultivation is not enough, and their merits are even more shallow, do you understand, Qianyue Xiaoyou?"

Qianyue had a flash of inspiration and suddenly remembered something.

Co-author: What did you say in Longshan Temple at the beginning that the merits are immeasurable, just for today?

"The master is merciful and a role model for juniors. "Self-denial does not exist.

Renyuan sighed, "If you don't want to help, you won't force it, but today these hundred monks will die here." ”

"Zen master, what do you mean by this? Qianyue is just a little girl, how can she help?" Yang Zicheng couldn't understand the dumb riddle between the two, and asked bluntly.

"Amitabha, Qianyue Xiaoyou bears supreme merit and will definitely be able to save you from fire and water. ”

As soon as Renyuan's words came out, everyone was interested in moving, after all, no one wanted to die.

So, some people began to put pressure, "Yang Daoyou, since your junior has such ability, it is better to ask her to help." When you get out of here, everyone will naturally thank her. ”

Yang Zicheng frowned dissatisfiedly, although this Renyuan used merit to suppress the round platform and make them endure so far, but what use can Qianyue still have?

It's just a loss of life......

Yang Zijin even said, "What the Zen master said is indeed for the overall situation, but what can she do as a child." Besides, when I'm at home, I don't necessarily have a better place than anyone else, or where to stay where it's cooler. ”

"Amitabha. Renyuan pronounced the Buddha's name, closed his eyes and began to chant again.

After Qian Yue saw him provoke the conversation, she recited the scriptures by herself, and she was angry at the moment, who is this throwing the mess to?

"Yang Zijin, what do you mean by this, she can't escape even if she doesn't help, why don't you try?"

"That's it, don't go too far, Yang is dead, why can't you help?"

Yang Zijin stabilized his mind by himself, which of these people is looking forward to the good of the Yang family, and no one wants to step on anyone until the last moment!

Yang Chiqing lowered his head and leaned closer, and whispered in her ear, "Don't listen!" After a while, he entered the formation and followed behind the third brother. ”

So there was such a scene inside and outside the formation, and the two people outside the formation supported them to the death, not wanting to be dragged into the formation. And the people in the formation are waiting for them to come in early and see what happens.

However, how could the power of the Ancient Demon be so easy to resist, not to mention that this formation was really weird.

At the last moment, Qian Yue had already made up her mind that instead of exerting her spiritual power so much, it was better to try what tricks the black pillar had.

"Third brother, let it go. ”

Yang Chiqing probably also thought of this layer, put away the streamer sword with a sigh, and the two rolled into the round platform together.

All the immortal cultivators, including Renyuan, looked at the stage expectantly, with her merits to help, she would definitely be able to turn the situation around!

However...... The black shadow rushed out of the black pillar, scrambling to be the first, and went forward to live in Qianyue one after another.

Renyuan: My Buddha......

Immortal cultivators: Zen master, you deceive people......

Yang family: Let's just say that this child is not useful......

Yang Chiqing: Why didn't a black shadow come to me, I drew my sword......

Pei Zhuo watched the girl above being densely entangled by the black shadow, and even the color of the black pillar began to become transparent, where is this supreme merit, it is simply a natural evil star, right?

With so many black shadows, how many people have you killed, and at what age have you started practicing?

Look at these ones, it's like finding an organization!

Pei Zhuo began to rejoice, fortunately, he took the initiative to hand over the head rope and cloud boots that day, otherwise would this female demon slaughter herself with a knife?

This is simply the biggest crisis in his six years!

Qianyue was also embarrassed, she stood in a cloud of black shadows, greeted affectionately by thousands of black evil qi, and took the initiative to express her surrender.

She wanted to say that she had been out of the devil for a long time.

Shouldn't it be sad to say this?

"Hiss~" Heisha couldn't wait for a response, and anxiously wanted to burrow into her.

Qianyue stretched out her hand and trembled, this can't be, she is an immortal cultivator!

Alas...... It's a pity, if the demon bones had been refined at that time, and now there are so many fresh black demons, there will definitely be a big breakthrough.

At the other end of the black pillar, a tall and jade-like shadow suddenly paused, and said in a deep voice, "What's the matter with the evil spirit? Why is the black demon's sense so weak all of a sudden?"

"My lord, the black evil is the lord of the king, and they have now met a more beloved master. ”

"Huh...... It's a bastard! Speed up the formation, I want to take back the black evil as soon as possible. ”

The intimate black evil suddenly changed its momentum, and the murderous aura of the black pressure rushed towards Qianyue.

Qian Yue's eyebrows frowned, this is a half-master thing, someone is manipulating the formation!

"Yuehua!"

"Master, I'm coming!"

"It's not about calling you, letting that guy out of your body. ”

"There's still fire in my body!"

"I'm calling you, old monk!" his thoughts were turbulent, accompanied by layers of coercion covering the flames of the dantian.

"Amitabha, the little benefactor has a big temper. The coercive sound of the Buddha spread throughout the soul, cleansing the limbs, and the black evil that was frantically biting around the body immediately dissipated, but there were too many black evils, and they were pasted layer after layer.

"You have a bad temper, a monk, hiding in a woman's body all day long, obscene or not?"

"The little benefactor said this badly, the monks should see through the hue, and there is no difference between men and women in the eyes of this seat. ”

"Okay, let me ask you, what about those black demons outside?"

"When a curse is raised, a thousand evils are extinguished. ”

"Then you can read it. ”

"This seat has long been seated, and I can't do it in person. ”

"What do you mean? You don't want me to read it, do you know what I used to do?"

"Hehe, the little benefactor abandons the demon and follows the immortals, and has a relationship with my Buddha, this seat will give you a piece of "Cleansing Mantra". ”

"I don't want to learn, there's something wrong, I used to be a demon lord! If people knew, wouldn't I be laughed to death!"

"If you don't learn, those people will die. ”

"Death is death!"

"If you are willing to learn, this seat will use the last Buddha power to help you cross a heavy golden body. ”

"No, you don't!"

"Well, wait, didn't I cross the golden body?"

"Your current physical body can only last until the knot, and when the heavenly thunder falls, you will immediately be unable to help your soul and your life will not be guaranteed. ”

“...... That's not needed, it's still a long time, I'll figure it out myself. ”

"Why is the little donor so stubborn, it is better to think again. ”

"You're dreaming!"

"Buddhism has a unique stunt, called the soul haunter. With my last Buddha power to help you form a soul hand, you can put your divine soul into the soul hand until you have cultivated beyond the lifetime of this seat, and then find another way. ”

"Are you an ancient Buddha cultivator?"

"Not bad. ”

His soul has fallen back to the realm of returning to the void, and after having a soul hand, he will no longer have to worry about himself.

This old monk, a good bargaining chip is going to be pressed behind, didn't you agree to mention it earlier?