Chapter 287: Touching the Bamboo Slips

The ghost monk quickly regained his calm, stopped the yin qi leaking from the broken arm, and stared at Chu Xun with his eyes like electricity: "According to the records of the ancient books of my Dizang Temple, a person like you who can come out of the purification of the Buddha's light can be regarded as a heretical demon and is destined to be destroyed." ”

Great Demon!

Chu Xun's dark eyes narrowed, and he sneered: "Why, not being harmed by your Buddhist supernatural powers is a great demon? Don't you think it's ridiculous?"

"Hehe, this is the style of your Jizo Temple?"

Chu Xun did not hide his ridicule and disdain in his words, he never thought that he would be said to be a great demon or a heretical demon.

The ghost monk looked immovable, and proclaimed the Buddha's name: "My Jizo Temple has been in hell since ancient times, and my heart is bright, and I am destined not to be understood by most people in the yang world. ”

Chu Xun raised his eyebrows, splashing dirty water is not such a splashing method, this is completely a crime that wants to be added!

"You dare!" Suddenly, the ghost monk seemed to sense something, and immediately became furious and shouted.

"Why don't I dare, you are delaying time, I will accompany you to delay time, what's wrong?" Chu Xun said with a smile.

As he spoke, his figure flashed, and he had already rushed onto the white jade lotus platform, and with a wave of his robe, he was about to accept the bamboo slip.

And the speed is extremely fast, in one go, obviously prepared.

When the ghost monk sensed that something was wrong, Chu Xun's figure was already on the white jade lotus platform.

"You're looking for death!"

The ghost monk was completely angry, and the black Buddha light was surging all over his body, rushing forward, like the Buddha in the world with angry eyes, and his power was amazing.

Rumble!

But before he could get closer, the white jade lotus platform suddenly produced a layer of divine Dharma fluctuations, shaking his whole person out.

Because the momentum was too strong, after being shaken away, the ghost monk extinguished the Venus in front of his eyes, and couldn't help coughing up a mouthful of blood.

But none of this can replace the confusion and anger in the heart of the ghost monk.

"How is this possible...... I am the descendant of the Dizang Temple, why is the inheritance left by the ancestor Dizang Buddha targeting me?"

The white jade lotus platform is shining, holy, and unpredictable,

On the lotus platform, Chu Xun had successfully held the bamboo slip in his hand, which made the ghost monk more and more uncomfortable in his heart, and his face was extremely pale.

It's just one step away, but it has such consequences, this blow is too big!

But soon, his expression became strange, and he found something strange, that Chu Xun...... Seems more painful than yourself?

I saw that on the white jade lotus platform, Chu Xun, who had just gotten the bamboo slips, was trembling all over his body at the moment, his mouth was trembling, and he looked like he had been struck by lightning.

And on his body, it was spread by wisps of golden light as thin as cow's hair, like his skin was torn inch by inch, and his skin was open, strange and terrifying.

"That breath ......"

Suddenly, the ghost monk remembered that in the illusion he had just seen, there had been a figure like the master of heaven and earth, holding a spear, piercing the White Jade Lotus Terrace, the Dizang Buddha and the White Tiger Immortal Emperor.

At this time, the aura emitted by the wisps of fine golden light was the same as the aura on that shadow, and it was obviously derived from one!

Suddenly, a touch of joy appeared in the ghost monk's expression, there was happiness, there were palpitations, and there was also an indescribable mockery.

He finally understood!

The bamboo slip must have been noted by the Dizang Buddha before his death, and it is likely that there is still the power of the figure holding the spear, and there must be residual power on the bamboo slip.

In short, Chu Xun seems to have obtained an opportunity first, but in fact, this is a killing robbery!

"The Buddha said, it's not that you don't report it, the time has not come, the cycle of cause and effect is really wonderful!"

The ghost monk suddenly laughed, and the grievances, resentment, and regret in his heart were all swept away, but he was very glad that he didn't touch the bamboo slip for the first time.

He was stationed outside the White Jade Lotus Terrace, and began to silently repair the broken arm and be reborn, waiting quietly.

As long as Chu Xun was robbed, he would rush forward as soon as possible and take away the bamboo slip in his hand.

It is foreseeable that by that time, the power in the bamboo slips is destined to have been consumed by Chu Xun, and what is left to himself is a safe roll of bamboo slips!

As long as the bamboo slips are brought back to the Dizang Temple, and the Buddha fetus and the remnants of the White Tiger Immortal Emperor will be sent later, it will be a great achievement.

The more he thought about it, the more relaxed the ghost monk's heart became, and there was even a feeling that there was a sense of providence favoring him.

Chu Xun at this moment is indeed very uncomfortable.

Wisps of golden power collided within him, filled with a terrifying and boundless aura of destruction, which he couldn't bear at all, and his body was destroyed at an alarming speed inside and out.

"This ...... Fuck!"

Chu Xun was also a little angry, thinking that he would finally have an advantage, but he never thought that what he grabbed was a killing robbery.

Moreover, he also realized the source of this golden power, and became more and more aware of the seriousness of the problem.

In ancient times, that guy was armed with a golden spear and killed two immortals at the level of the Immortal Emperor Realm, so you can imagine how terrifying his power was.

This golden power remained in the bamboo slips, although it was very small, only a trace of remnants remained, but it was not at all what the current Chu Xun could bear!

"Hum, Mi, Mi!"

Just when Chu Xun was in pain, in a trance, a Buddha voice sounded in his heart. It's like the sound of the avenue.

The aura of destruction was stopped, as if another force had suddenly appeared in his body, helping him resist that aura of destruction.

Chu Xun knew in his heart that this sudden extra breath should come from the power of the Dizang Buddha in the bamboo slips, but the Buddha power of the Dizang Buddha was obviously not as good as the aura of destruction, and it was weakening little by little.

At this moment, Chu Xun seemed to hear a tiger roar, and in the next moment, there was a terrifying killing aura in his body, uniting with the Dharma of the Tibetan Buddha to resist that aura of destruction.

The combination of the White Tiger Immortal Emperor's killing aura and the Earth's Buddha aura gradually occupied the top, and that aura of destruction was wiped out little by little.

At the same time, a picture appeared in Chu Xun's mind, which was the figures of the Dizang Buddha and the White Tiger Immortal Emperor, and the figures of the two were pierced.

Before dying, the former was resentful and angry, while the latter lowered his eyes, anxious and unwilling.

Chu Xun's heart shook, were they reminding themselves to remember this breath and help them avenge in the future?

Rumble!

At the same time, a mysterious fluctuation of vitality suddenly appeared in the scroll of bamboo slips in his hand, surging towards his body.

Moreover, on the surface of the bamboo slips, a little bit of dreamlike holy green luster emerged, as if it was about to be revived from decay.

What's going on?

Before Chu Xun could figure it out, there was a bang in his mind, and the sky shook for a while, and the surrounding scenery changed greatly.

In a trance, he saw a domineering man with a king-shaped tattoo on his forehead, discussing the avenue with a Buddha with a smooth and holy head.

As the two discussed, auspicious light descended from the sky between heaven and earth, and lotus phantoms poured out on the ground, producing a very strange vision of heaven and earth.

Chu Yu froze, everything he saw in front of him was peaceful and sacred, like the legendary Pure Land of Immortals!

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