The monk with his cheeks was red all over, and the two things he was holding in his hands were his two senior brothers, but even though there were two senior brothers who prevented him from disasters, the monk's magic clothes were also corroded and tattered by the ghost qi of the Ten Thousand Ados.

Yu Dao looked at the great monk who had escaped from the Dao soldier formation, and there was a playful look in his eyes. The other party is worthy of being a monk who has opened the four senses, and he was able to escape from the encirclement of the Taoist soldiers while he was not paying attention.

Yu Dao looked at the gourd on his waist and had an idea in his heart. Immediately, he strode towards the monk, and a Sanskrit word flickered faintly between his eyebrows.

The cheeky monk jumped out of the encirclement of the Ten Thousand Crows, and he could run out of Sanzhang in one step, and ran out of the range of Mantou Mountain in the blink of an eye. But he didn't dare to relax at all, and the feeling in his heart didn't dissipate at all.

Suddenly, a clear voice sounded: "Fellow Daoists, please stay." ”

The sound frightened him so much that he almost fell to the ground, for the speaker was no more than three paces away from him, as if he were speaking close to his ear.

"Get out of here!" the monk mustered up his mana and shouted, and a burst of red light blasted towards the remaining path.

But he blasted out his mana, but he only smashed a boulder ten feet away into powder.

A sigh sounded: "Violent temperament, stubborn, if you don't educate, how can you cultivate the Great Dao Dharma? ”

When the monk heard this, he was alarmed in his heart, and said: "Taoist, if you have done it, don't pretend to fool the Buddha." After saying that, the monk did not hear Yu Dao's voice again, but heard a Buddha chant.

"Moo!"

The cheeky monk instantly felt a shock in his brain, as if he had been smashed with a sledgehammer. When he opened his eyes, there was a golden light in his eyes.

"Amitabha, take refuge in my Buddha, Amitabha, take refuge in my Buddha......" The buzzing and repeated voice suddenly became loud, mixed with the sound of wooden fish and the sound of bells, "Amitabha, take refuge in my Buddha!"

In front of the monk is standing a person, this person is doing the Buddha ceremony with one hand, the body is surrounded by golden light, there is a round of colorful round wheel behind the head, it looks strange, and at the same time there is a golden auspicious cloud under the feet, and there are lotus lotus leaves spread out.

The corners of this person's mouth were slightly hooked, and he pinched his hand with one hand, and said in a majestic and ethereal voice: "Lost people, let the poor monk come to save you." The mantra in his hand kept changing, and he gently imprinted it on the forehead of the monk.

When the monk heard what this person said, his eyes were suddenly confused, and a trace of admiration quietly appeared in his heart. But when the other party's handprint got closer and closer to him, the red light on his body rolled, and the four senses opened, creating a sense of resistance.

In an instant, the monk finally regained a trace of clarity and looked at each other in horror.

The person who spoke was none other than Yu Dao.

"Impossible, impossible, how could such a powerful Degree Technique appear in the hands of a Taoist priest!" he roared in his heart, refusing to believe the scene in front of him.

Yu Dao was clothed in Buddha light, and the corners of his mouth sneered. Yu Dao was not in a hurry to solve the other party, but was constantly using this to constantly comprehend the seeds of the truth and familiarize himself with the spell-casting process.

In the eyes of the monk, Yu Dao was amiable, compassionate, and dignified, and the other party stretched out his hand as if to touch the top of his head and help him get on the right path.

The bearded monk was not a lonely person, he saw Yu Dao's face clearly, his face was suddenly gray, and he showed a look of regret and despair, "This must be the inheritance of the Fashan monk, if I arrived earlier." Take it for yourself...... The Buddha industry can be expected. ”

A wave of jealousy quickly rose and burned like a fire, making him furious. But a burst of Buddha light flickered slightly, and the greed and hatred in his heart quickly dissipated.

Noticing the changes in his brain, the cheeked monk's heart was cold, and the feelings of despair and sadness were difficult to suppress.

Yu Daozheng watched the changes in the monk and was silent.

Suddenly, the body of the bearded monk trembled, and he struggled to control his body, struggling to raise his head and look directly at Yu Dao.

A flame burned in his eyes, and the monk's teeth trembled, and he roared: "The Buddha is dead, and he will pull you back!" The resentment was indescribable.

......As soon as he finished speaking, the red light in the monk's eyes exploded directly, blowing up his eyes and shedding two bloody tears.

A bright red flame began to burn from blood and tears, opening its teeth and claws, instantly devouring the monk's body, and wanted to burn everything around him.

"Want to self-immolate?" Yu Dao frowned when he saw this scene, he no longer felt the law seal, nor was he afraid of the burning flames, and the handprint pressed directly on the other party's forehead.

Wow! The hand was firmly pressed on the other party's bald head, like a brain crash.

The great monk's body stiffened, and the flames on his body froze directly, and they were extinguished in an instant.

Yu Dao suddenly felt that his mana was burning rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, most of it dissipated, and it was still burning. Such a powerful mana consumption caught Yu Dao off guard, and his face turned pale.

Fortunately, the seed did not drain him directly, but stopped after pumping eighty percent of his mana, but even so, it made Yu Dao's eyes bloom and his mind was slightly dizzy.

When he came back to his senses and saw the situation in front of him, his face showed surprise.

I saw that there was a brilliant golden light wrapping around the monk, making the other party settle down, and at the same time, a golden line like Daigo's milk grew out of the other party's brain, inch by inch, and slowly led to Yu Dao's hand.

The golden light dissipated, and a monk with a peaceful face and black eyes appeared in front of Yu Dao. The other party is naked, painted with a tiger, and his face is solemn, like an arhat standing on the ground.

Yu Dao looked at the monk whose appearance had changed greatly and the lines in his hand, and felt it slightly, and knew that the monk in front of him had been completely transformed by him and became his slave.

Knowing this, Yu Dao's eyes showed interest: "Duhua mantra is really good, not only can it suppress the other party's self-immolation, but it can also completely change the other party's mind, but this consumption is a bit ......"

He thought of the monk's cultivation in front of him, and shook his head with a smile. The other party is a person with the same cultivation as him, and even a higher level than him, but the foundation is far less deep than his.

"Fellow Daoist?" Yu Dao asked tentatively.

Yu Dao's question seemed to wake up the other party, and the great monk immediately closed his empty eyes, his body shook, and he saluted with his hands together and said, "The little monk has seen the master." ”

Although the monk was transformed by Yu Dao, his spiritual wisdom was not damaged, and his cultivation was not retreated, but he regarded Yu Dao as a life-saving benefactor, a living parent, a teacher of karma, and a Buddha in his heart...... He is still a cultivator who can practice.

But from then on, even if Yu Dao wanted to take his life, he would only take the initiative to help.

In other words, Yu Dao has an additional Buddhist cultivation slave comparable to the realm of condensation, and the other party is not restricted by the Manado, and can act and cultivate independently, just like a disciple and a dead man who has been cultivated for many years.

Understanding the situation clearly, Yu Dao's face was slightly happy.

As the mantra seed said, the ability of Sanskrit to be transformed is extremely strong, and it is really remarkable that people in the same realm can be completely transformed and turned into their own use!

If he continues to do it in the future, wouldn't every time he encounters an enemy, he will be captured but not killed, his strength will be strengthened by one point or even doubled, and he will grow like a snowball!

Yu Dao laughed at the monk, "Since you have a tiger painted on your body, you call it 'Descending Tiger', do you know?"

"Yes, master. The monk bowed his head and promised, don't dare to disobey.