Shen Cangqiong carefully looked at the very ordinary bell pestle, and suddenly, the familiar figure appeared in his eyes again.

The eyes of the Asura King were full of puzzlement, he came to the bell pestle, and wanted to reach out and touch the bell pestle again, but he immediately remembered what he had just experienced, so he put his hand down again.

"Why? You don't recognize me?"

The Asura King said to the bell pestle.

The bell pestle did not respond, and hung silently in the air.

King Asura looked at the motionless bell pestle and said bitterly: "I've been looking for you for so many years, and after so many years, you don't even recognize me. ”

A vajra appeared in the hands of the Asura King, and when Chief Qin was about to step forward to stop it, he suddenly received a transmission from Shen Cangqiong, and then Chief Qin immediately retreated.

The picture that I had originally thought of did not appear, and even though he was holding the vajra, the Asura King was still shocked and flew out.

This time it was a little farther away, and the Asura King opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood.

And the bell pestle finally moved, and the golden light kept coming out of the bell pestle.

I saw that the bell pestle, which was not engraved with any words, appeared in a few Sanskrit characters.

Shen Cangqiong, who knew a little Sanskrit, looked at it, and saw that the Sanskrit translations were, Demon Slayer Sticks.

The rumor is it the magic weapon of Jizo Bodhisattva? But doesn't the demon slayer stick say that it disappeared after Jizo became a Buddha?

The Asura King was struck far away, and a deep, distant ravine appeared on the ground.

Looking towards the end, I saw that the whole person of the Asura King was lying on the ground and coughing up blood.

"Looks like you've finally recognized me. ”

The Asura King was not angry, and he rejoiced when he saw the golden light coming from the Demon Slayer Stick.

Appearing next to the Demon Slayer Stick again, when the Asura King was about to pick up the Demon Slayer Stick, a Sanskrit sound came from the Demon Slayer Stick.

When the Asura King heard that Sanskrit sound, endless killing intent appeared in his eyes.

"I've been looking for you for so many years, but I didn't expect you to kill me after you recognized me. ”

A bell rang in response to him.

This bell rang even more deafening than the one knocked out by Chief Manager Qin, and the whole world was echoing with that bell.

In Shen Cangqiong's eyes, the whole person of the Asura King let out a terrible scream after hearing the bell, and then saw that the face of the ugly-looking Asura King began to fade, and the chubby face appeared in Shen Cangqiong's eyes.

It's just that the fat face is also a little unattractive at this time, the seven orifices are bleeding, and Maitreya is holding his head and screaming loudly.

Then, Maitreya used his aura and slapped his palm at him.

When the bell dissipated, the golden light on the demon slayer disappeared, and the words engraved in Sanskrit disappeared with it.

A bell pestle that looks ordinary, a dragon twilight bell, and a fat monk who died miserably.

Also, the terrible scream that echoed in Shen Cangqiong's ears.

On the side of Jingzhu Zen Temple, Wuming's injuries were much better.

The monks gathered outside the Zen courtyard looked at Wuming who was sitting at the door of the Zen courtyard and didn't dare to move at all.

Even though they knew that Wuming was seriously injured at this time, they still didn't dare to make a move on Wuming.

"Amitabha, everyone is on the same path, but there are still people who come forward to argue?"

Wuming's voice was gentle, but to the ears of those monks, it was like the whisper of the devil in the eighteen hells.

Fakong's body fell, and Du's body also fell, and among the remaining group of monks, the highest realm was only to guard the lower realm, but those people were very seriously injured at this time.

No one responded to Wuming's words, and they looked at the devil sitting in front of the door of the temple in fear, unable to lift up a single strength.

Seeing that no one answered, Goming stood up and saluted to the sky.

"Senior, farewell. ”

Without waiting for anything to say, Wuming walked down the steps with his hands folded and left the temple slowly.

And the huge Fudo Ming King came to the side hall again, and then the Fudo Ming King sat down.

Dada.

I don't know who knocked on the wooden fish in the Zen courtyard, and when he looked back, the golden Buddha in the treasure hall seemed to be looking at him.

Suddenly, Sora seemed to see his senior brother Lishan sitting under the futon in front of the Golden Buddha, knocking on the wooden fish and reciting scriptures.

The bell in the temple rang, and the bell brought the air back to his senses.

He could still hear the sound of wooden fish, but he didn't see the familiar figure in the treasure hall anymore.

。。。

Far away from that sword mountain, Sang Biluo's eyes were still majestic and steep peaks.

Looking at the mountain peaks in the distance, Sang Biluo shook his head helplessly.

He had seen the same scene many times, and he seemed to have walked into a formation.

Whether it was Edgeworth's flight or speeding up, the familiar peaks remained unchanged.

Just as Sang Biluo looked at the mountain peak in the distance and cursed, an old man suddenly appeared behind him.

"Housheng, there is no one here, who are you scolding to?"

"His grandmother, can't you scold me? Besides, aren't you a..."

Sang Biluo turned around and looked at the old man who appeared behind him in horror.

He didn't feel a trace of aura from this old man's body, and this old man was not a phantom of a soul body, but a very real existence.

Then it can only be said that either this old man is a mortal, or this old man's strength is unfathomable.

The first inference was instantly overturned in Sang Biluo's mind, how could a mortal survive in this world.

Well, there is only the second inference.

"Senior, I don't know what is the matter of trapping the next life here?"

Sang Biluo saluted respectfully.

The old man seemed to be startled by Sang Biluo's series of changes, he opened his mouth, then closed his mouth again, and looked at Sang Biluo, who was very respectful at this time, with interest.

Just as Sang Biluo was uneasy, he heard the old man's laughter.

"I wonder why my predecessors are laughing?"

The old man smiled and said, "The old man laughs that Sang Huaqing's child has a completely different temperament from him. ”

After saying that, the old man laughed.

But Sang Biluo grasped an important point from the old man's words.

He seems to know the old man, and it seems that the relationship is not bad.

Then it's all easy to do.

"The relationship between the old man and Sang Huaqing is not very good. ”

The old man seemed to see through what Sang Biluo was thinking, he put away his smile and looked at Sang Biluo and said with a little meaning.

After hearing this, Sang Bi's movements that originally wanted to stand up straight froze.

The old man he thinks in his heart can see it completely, so that means that this old man will be able to understand him.

But he couldn't know whether what the old man said was true or false, but no matter what he said, the old man could know whether it was true or false.

After a moment of silence, Sang Biluo finally stood up straight.

"What is your relationship with the old man, it has nothing to do with me, if you want to kill me here, the younger generation should accompany me. ”