Chapter Twenty-Three: Younger Generations, Bow to Yazu

Chapter 23 The younger generation, bow to Yazu

Chu Xin threw away the bucket, turned around, looked at the young fairy child transformed into Shakyamuni, raised his hand and touched his hair, and wondered, "Is there one?"

His hand didn't touch the blazing flames, but he suddenly felt that the Indian monk in front of him looked a little blurry. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Is this—karmic fire?!"

After seeing the essence of the flame on Chu Xin's head, Shakyamuni was like a tomb robber who saw a thousand-year-old treasure, happy but full of worry at the same time!

"No wonder this fire is weird and unpredictable, it turns out to be karmic fire. Hey, what's going on?"

Chu Xin took a few steps towards Shakyamuni, and suddenly felt that it was dark in front of him, and he completely lost consciousness.

Shakyamuni looked at Chu Xin, who was burned by karmic fire and was on the verge of death, and his heart moved.

"Could it be that the cause and effect of the master's words should be on this person?"

As soon as he thought of this, Shakyamuni no longer hesitated, spread out his left hand, and a purple gold bowl suddenly appeared in his palm.

"Amitabha!"

As soon as the Buddha's horn fell, the purple gold bowl flew out of Shakyamuni's palm, soared into the air, and instantly expanded hundreds of times, enveloping Chu Xin inside.

The dazzling golden Buddha light was like nectar, sprinkled on Chu Xin's body, causing the latter's 4800 billion pores to open in an instant, greedily absorbing the mysterious power contained in the Buddha's light, and repairing the body damaged by karmic fire.

"Hum Boom!"

Shakyamuni recited the six-character mantra, drove the purple gold bowl, and ingested Chu Xin into the alien space in the golden bowl.

"Monk, can't you think about my suggestion again? You have tried all kinds of methods for sealing me all these years, but you still haven't refined me? So, if you waste time looking for a way, why don't you let me out and let me be your protector, kill demons and demons for you, and accumulate merits?"

The demon who was sealed in the purple gold bowl sensed that the seal was loosening, and thought that the opportunity had come, so he hurriedly opened his mouth to fight for a chance to get out.

But he never thought that as soon as the words fell, he found a figure falling from the sky.

Fortunately, she reacted quickly and dodged, otherwise she would have been hit.

"Yo, it turned out to be a little white face, looking at the fine skin and tender meat, it must taste very good!" said the female demon monster with a laugh.

Shakyamuni reminded: "Don't beat his idea, otherwise you will regret it!"

"Hmph, think that I Su Rongrong is a rare generation of cloud water corpses in the Three Realms, except for the Gonggong Ancestor known as the 'Ancient Water God', who can surpass me in the potential of water control? Give me another three hundred years, even against the legendary Water Saint Akajiri Horse Monkey, think that I Su Rongrong can have the power to fight!"

Su Rongrong looked at Chu Xin, who was lying on the ground, wrapped in golden Buddha light, and was a little disdainful.

"Donor, have you ever thought about a question?" Shakyamuni sat down cross-legged and placed the purple gold bowl in front of him.

Su Rongrong responded: "Monk, I've told you countless times, don't discuss those Buddhist theories and monastic ideas with me, I'm not interested, and I don't want to know." Miss me, Su Rongrong, a rare generation of Yunshui corpses in the Three Realms-"

"Amitabha, you are nurtured by the Dharma in the golden bowl of the poor monk every day, but your desire to compete and kill has not weakened, why is this? Just because you are a zombie!" Shakyamuni unceremoniously interrupted Su Rongrong's arrogant words, but gave a detailed answer to the question just now.

"Doing what you want is not always a bad thing, but if this kind of recklessness falls on a zombie, it can be very dangerous. Good people become more virtuous when they become zombies, while evil people become even more evil when they become zombies. ”

Su Rongrong sneered: "I know what you said, but what can I do?

Shakyamuni sighed and said, "Poor monk Guan Donor, your character is not bad, but your competitiveness is too strong, and you are easy to get angry and have murderous intentions. Therefore, to seal you in a purple gold bowl and nurture you with the power of the Dharma is not to refine you, but to transform you. ”

"I think that I Su Rongrong is a rare generation of Yunshui corpses in the Three Realms, what kind of person has not seen it, you say these words to deceive ghosts, ghosts don't believe it, and you still want to deceive me?

Su Rongrong smiled disdainfully, seeing that the Buddha light on Chu Xin's body was gradually dimming, her heart was overjoyed.

"Monk, I'm sorry, this little white face you sent in is about to become my ration!"

Shakyamuni did not answer again, but quietly recited the Buddhist scriptures and performed the subtle Dharma to dissolve the karmic fire on Chu Xin's body.

All kinds of mantras flowed out of his mouth, turning into vivid golden characters and floating into the purple gold bowl.

As soon as Su Rongrong's hand touched Chu Xin, she was forced to bounce out by a huge force.

"Impossible! I think I, Su Rongrong, am a rare generation of Yunshui corpses in the Three Realms, and it is impossible that I can't subdue your little white face!"

So, she pounced on Chu Xin again and was bounced away again.

"I don't believe in evil!"

Su Rongrong, who got up, wiped her face and threw herself at the fierce Chu Xin.

Why was she bounced off?

Su Rongrong didn't want to think about it, and she didn't bother to think about it, it wasn't that she was brainless, but that she was too arrogant and competitive, and her clear mind was blinded.

When Chu Xin woke up, he found that it was still dark all around, and a woman with a disheveled hair was rushing towards him with her teeth and claws.

He instinctively kicked the long-haired woman away.

"You dare to kick me! Think of me Su Rongrong is a rare Yunshui corpse in the Three Realms, you dare to kick me!?Look for death!Roar!!"

Su Rongrong let out a low roar, revealing her true appearance as a zombie at this time.

In the darkness, her blue pupils were like two sapphires in the night, sparkling, setting off her miserable white face, like a demon crawling out of the eighteenth layer of hell.

"It's you!"

The karmic fire on Chu Xin's body has now been dissolved by Buddhism, and now that his strength has recovered as before, he recognized Su Rongrong at a glance as the evil demon sealed in the purple gold bowl of Shakyamuni's demon refining supreme treasure.

As soon as he thought of this, he also instantly realized that it must be Shakyamuni who specially ingested him into the purple gold bowl in order to dissolve the karmic fire for him.

"I wasn't sure before, but now it seems that you are really the same kind of zombies, but you are such an arrogant female zombie, I have lived for thousands of years, and it is the first time I have seen it! If I don't give you some color to see, I am afraid that it will insult the prestige of my second-generation corpse and the master of the Ten Thousand Zombie Dao Sect! Roar !!"

Chu Xin let out a low roar, revealing turquoise pupils, silver fangs, and twelve-meter-long Xuan Bone Wings.

He only stirred his wings, and a small storm erupted in the space.

The aura of the huge corpse was overwhelming, and it swept towards Su Rongrong.

Su Rongrong, who rushed towards Chu Xin, was still dancing with her teeth and claws one second, and the next second she was like a frosted eggplant, half a short and sloppy.

"Younger generations, bow to Yazu!"

Su Rongrong's knees weakened, knelt on the ground, and bowed down like a jade pillar in front of Chu Xin.

After she was suppressed by the aura of the corpse, she immediately came to her senses, thinking back to her foolish behavior just now, and felt ashamed. Giving in, begging for mercy, was the only thing she could do at the moment.

At this time, Shakyamuni, who was observing the situation in the golden bowl from the outside world, was completely frightened by the current scene!

The only one who can be called "Yazu" by the four generations of blue-eyed zombies is the second-generation green-eyed corpse that is one step away from the zombie ancestor!

And the second-generation green-eyed corpse, it is rare to see in 10,000 years!

Its strength is so strong that it can make the river flow backwards, the sun and the moon reverse, enter and exit the yin and yang worlds, and travel in the heavens and space!

"Amitabha, I don't seem to be so excited as I am now for a thousand years, right?!" Shakyamuni muttered to himself, "Such power, only a cultivator who has attained the status of the Great Luo can match it!"