Chapter 242: Sanskrit Nine-Character Rosary
Lin Xuanqing glanced at the bitter and sad monk and found that this person's exercises were very strange, as if they were mixed with different breaths such as Buddha, demon beasts, and demon immortals, which made people unable to see through his true cultivation at a glance. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
"There is no intention of despising and snubbing fellow Taoists. However, since everyone is different, I think it's better to leave it at that!" He was not enthusiastic about the alliance in the first place, but because he considered some special prohibitions in the Hall of the Dead, it might take multiple people to crack it, so he reluctantly agreed. Since this Forgetchen already has a dislike for himself, there is no need for him to say anything more.
"There is a good saying, 'the way is different, do not conspire with each other'. There is indeed no need for cooperation between us, but is Lin Daoyou really leaving with a flick of his sleeves like this?" said with a sneer.
"Oh, what else does Your Excellency have to say?" Lin Xuanqing frowned, and his expression became unkind.
"You can go, but there is something that must be left behind!" said Yu Wangchen's firm tone.
"What's it?" Lin Xuanqing was stunned. The alliance between them was completely whimsical, and there was not even an exchange of tokens, how could he possibly take his things?
"That's it, this demon bird~~" Yu Wangchen pointed at the demon bird on Lin Xuanqing's shoulder, and shouted loudly.
Without waiting for Lin Xuanqing to refute, he began to lie all over the sky: "This Demon Luan Bird was originally a divine beast of my Imperial Ghost Sect, and this time I came with it just to let it help me." And since we formed an alliance, the head of this sect has temporarily deposited it with you, you want to leave, I will not stop you, but this demon bird must be returned to its original owner. ”
When Yu Wangchen said it, his ears were not red and he was not panting, as if he was stating a fact, and his words were quite tempting. If you are a person who does not know the truth, maybe you will be deceived by the past.
Lin Xuanqing smiled angrily and said, "Your Excellency's skin can be so thick, referring to black as white and deer as horses...... Isn't this your Demon Gate's specialty?"
"Yes, husband, this man is really hateful, let's go, ignore him. Qin Mengge was also enraged and took the initiative to speak.
"Why, being broken by the head of this sect, you are now empty-hearted, and you plan to escape with the divine beasts of the town sect of my Imperial Ghost Gate?"
He saw with his own eyes that this demon bird carried Lin Xuanqing and Qin Mengge to the ground, rolling up the scene of a hurricane flying in a galloping wind. It was so fast that even the overhaulers were dumbfounded.
Such a demon bird, if he can own it for himself, he believes that no matter how vast the entire hall of the afterlife is, it will definitely come to an end.
This is also the reason why he did not hesitate to turn his face with Lin Xuanqing.
"Amitabha," just when the three of them were entangled, a loud Buddha horn interrupted the confrontation between the three again, and the bitter monk looked like a monk who had attained the Tao, and said: "Two donors, the great monk I am an outsider, can you interject and say a fair word?"
The bitter monk actually took the initiative to participate?
Lin Xuanqing was puzzled, generally speaking, when encountering this situation, a sad monk should avoid it. After all, this is a dispute between Lin Xuanqing and Yuan Wangchen, and no matter who the bitter monk prefers, he will definitely offend the other.
"Master, you are a high monk, you have attained the path of suffering and sorrow, and you have attained great enlightenment, and your words represent authority and truth. What does the master have to say, although in the future. "I forgot to put a high hat on the head of the bitter monk.
The bitter and sad monk seemed to enjoy the feeling of being complimented, and said with a smile: "Five years ago, I went to the Imperial Ghost Gate to ask for a ghost path holy medicine. At that time, I had seen a demon bird, locked around its neck by a chain forged by the Nine Heavens Dark Iron, which should be the one on your shoulder. Lord Lin, monk, I hope you will return this demon bird to its original owner. ”
Hearing this, Lin Xuanqing still didn't understand the other party's true intentions. This bitter and sad monk and Yu Wuchen actually colluded with each other at some point, and wanted to join forces to snatch the demon luan bird from their hands, so pay attention to it!
He understood even more why Yuan Wangchen dared to take the initiative to provoke him, just because he and the bitter monk had become allies in private.
"The two of them are so blatantly trying to occupy Lin's things, they are a little too arrogant. Have you ever asked, does this demon bird agree or not?" a playful smile appeared on the corner of Lin Xuanqing's mouth.
"As the guardian beast of this sect, this demon bird naturally has no reason to reject the head of this sect. But now, now that it has fallen into your hands, you naturally have the means to submit it. So it doesn't make a difference whether it says yes or doesn't. I advise Daoyou to stop as soon as possible, otherwise, if the two sides tear their faces, it will not be good. "Forget Chen's words are full of threats.
However, his words immediately angered the demon bird.
You must know that the Demon Luan Bird is notoriously poor in temperament and bad temper, and the words of "it agrees or not, it makes no difference" are obviously contemptuous words for the Demon Luan Bird, and immediately provoked this Demon Bird Uncle.
"Bah, bah," he heard the Demon Luan Bird shouting violently, "What kind of broken sect is the Imperial Ghost Gate, and it is worth guarding this seat? Do you think you are one of those large ancient cities in the upper realm? Even if the ancient cities of the upper realm are invited, this seat will never move a brow." Come on, you bald donkey and a lifeless little fellow, let you taste the means of this seat!"
"Bastard, I dare to be disrespectful to the monk. If you don't respect the monk, you don't respect the Buddha. Today, monk, I will suppress you in the name of the Buddha. When the sad monk heard the word "bald donkey", he burst out angrily.
As he spoke, he actually made the first move, pulled hard, and a long string of prayer beads on his chest broke, and his palm pushed forward violently. The rosary rolled in the air, turned into a black gas in an instant, and after spinning in the air, it turned into a word "robbery".
This word "robbery" is not an ancient seal, but exists in the form of Sanskrit, but in the area shrouded by this word, the surrounding pressure rises sharply. A strong sense of crisis spread in his heart.
"Sanskrit nine-character rosary?"
Lin Xuanqing suddenly had a name in his mind, and he was greatly surprised.
Don't underestimate the word "robbery", everywhere you pass, everywhere you go, the surrounding flowers and trees immediately decompose, turn into a piece of powder and volatilize into the air. A wisp of green gas suddenly appeared, hitting Lin Xuanqing's forehead in one breath.
"Dead ......"
Lin Xuanqing felt that the inside of the green qi actually contained extremely exquisite, condensed and compressed dead qi, and the storage capacity was quite considerable, and his face changed.
If he was struck by this green gas, he would inevitably crumble like the flowers and trees under his feet. (To be continued.) )