Wu Shanden was surprised and delighted, although this time the enlightenment made him get rid of the evil root, which was different from the past, but even so, he was unwilling to die willingly, turned his cultivation to a big rise, and wanted to win.

At this time, Zhang Tong didn't know that in this instant, there were many changes, urging the black spirit to chase after him, and before he flew to him, he collected the light, only flew forward with the help of inertia, and then nodded his hand and pointed again, urging out the sword light again, turning into three pieces of more than three long, and slashing straight towards Wu Shan.

Originally, Zhang Tong expected that Wu Shan had already exhausted his donkey skills, and if he wanted to kill him, it would be as easy as a snap, and he was ready to go back as soon as a sword flew out here. Who knew that there was a sudden change, Zhang Tong just took it away, but Wu Shan suddenly jumped up, said something in his mouth, and then launched a palm. I saw that as soon as the palm came out, it suddenly shone with golden light, growing bigger and bigger with the wind, enough to reach more than a zhang, and slapped at Zhang Tong's sword light.

Zhang Tong didn't know what the name of the golden light giant palm was, but when Wu Shan's death was on the verge of death, Zuihou bluffed, but he didn't take precautions, urging the sword light to stab it, so he wanted to break the giant palm and directly killed Wu Shan on the spot.

Unexpectedly, the giant palm actually has a lot of origin, called the golden light mudra, which is the Buddhist tantra, the famous apologetic divine skill, practiced to the extreme, the law moves with the body, and the palm print can be waved between the hands, which is like a landslide, extremely powerful, and comparable to the magic weapon.

Originally, Wu Shan only practiced this magic power into a little fur, and hit it with one palm, but it was only a few feet, and the power was not very great, so it was really unbearable to use. But he didn't expect that just now, when his cultivation was soaring, he suddenly had an idea, and this golden mudra was also rising, and his power skyrocketed tenfold.

Wu Shan knew that this was a great opportunity, which made him understand the mystery, if he could not die this time, his cultivation would definitely advance by leaps and bounds, even if he was refining the god realm, it was not out of reach. Seeing that the opportunity was ahead, he was also shocked, his original mind was defeated, and he suddenly revived, and poured all his strength into a palm.

Suddenly, I saw the Buddha's palm handprint, releasing ten thousand rays of brilliance, and the sword light to meet, the two met at first glance, and the water exploded into the oil pot, and Zhang Tong's sword light was resisted.

Zhang Tong didn't expect that the Buddha's palm handprint was so powerful that even his sword light couldn't move, and he couldn't help but be shocked, and he didn't dare to underestimate the enemy anymore.

And that Wu Shan is not comfortable at this time, although the golden light mudra is powerful, but it is all supported by his own true qi, and he is eaten by the small floating Tu Zhu, not only is his mind damaged, but the internal injuries are not light.

At the same time, Zhang Tong's sword light came again, Wu Shanwei fought for a trace of vitality, and refused to restrain his hands, and hurriedly urged the palm print to resist, and in an instant, a sword and a palm, and exchanged several times in mid-air.

Although Zhang Tong's cultivation is not high, and he has only practiced to the second level of Xiao Zhou Tian, he has a gourd sword technique, a gourd sword qi, which is far better than ordinary by a hundred times. Even if Wu Shan broke through the seventh small Zhou Tian, for a while, his cultivation rose sharply, and he couldn't control him.

As soon as the time dragged on, Wu Shan didn't have time to heal, he only felt a headache and chest tightness, and even the golden light handprint gradually couldn't be maintained, and he gave Zhang Tong the sword light several times in a row, and finally the true qi couldn't be helped, and suddenly the golden light flashed, and the palm print collapsed.

Wu Shan knew that he would not be spared this time, and as soon as the palm print broke, the sword light flew in a flash, and a few beliefs in survival had just risen in his heart, and they were shattered again. However, as soon as he understood life and death, he was clearly insightful, and when he saw that death was approaching, he was not very moved. Neither greedy for life and begging for mercy, nor did he fight back before he died, but just showed a slight wry smile and closed his eyes indifferently to die.

Zhang Tong was also taken aback when he saw it, he didn't expect that this Wu Shan had done a lot of evil in his life, and he could understand life and death before he died, which was really commendable. However, surprised to be surprised, Zhang Tong was not slow at all, urging the sword light to suddenly fly like a flying rainbow, condescending, to that Wu Shan, he would fly down, and he would decide his life and death in an instant. ...,

Because Wu Shan had already been killed, Zhang Tong had already expected that this sword would be nine out of ten. I didn't think that Zuihou was a moment, and there were branches again. Seeing that sword light, it was no longer more than three feet away from the top of Wu Shan's head, and at the last moment, a voice suddenly came from a distance: "Amitabha!"

This Buddha thought was like a morning bell and a dusk drum, Zhang Tong was stunned for a moment, and then he saw that the figure flashed, and there was an old monk, who suddenly appeared in front of Wu Shan, and then raised his hand and pushed out a Buddha light, and between the understatements, he resisted Zhang Tong's sword light.

Zhang Tong suddenly gasped, and hurriedly looked at it again, only to see that the old monk was extremely tall, with broad shoulders, a big belly and a thick waist, and the palms of his hands were big and thick, like a fan, with a shiny face and a white beard under his temples, and he couldn't tell how old he was at first glance.

In the past two years since Zhang Tong entered the Tao, he has not seen a Buddhist disciple, but he has heard that Buddhist monks are extremely difficult to provoke. At this time, I saw that the old monk had exquisite body and methods, and he was a little more jealous in his heart. Hurriedly put away the sword light, secretly guarded, and then hugged his fist at the old monk, and asked loudly: "This great monk, this person is the thief leader of Jinping Village in front of him, he has done a lot of evil, and he is innocent of death, I originally wanted to do the way for heaven, why did the great monk stop me?"

The monk was slightly stunned, he didn't expect that on a whim, the rescue turned out to be a villain. Originally, when he passed by here, he saw that Wu Shan was quite Buddha-like, and he couldn't help but have an idea, and he had the idea of accepting disciples, so he came to the rescue. Who knew that Zhang Tong was accused of aiding and abusive, but it made this old monk feel very strange, and said in his heart: "I am a disciple of Buddhism, the most compassionate, this person has Buddha roots, and has a clear mind, how can he be a heinous person!"

However, this old monk is a man of great virtue, who knows the essence of Buddhism, even if he has the ability to overwhelm the sky, he does not oppress people with power, and turns to Wu Shan and asks: "That little friend said that you have done a lot of evil, I don't know what you say?"

Wu Shan thought that he was going to die, but he didn't expect that when the peak turned around, an old monk suddenly came, who actually saved him, and asked him if he had done a lot of evil.

If it is placed in the past, with his heart, in order to survive, he will definitely deny it, and he will splash dirty water on Zhang Tong. But at this time, after some enlightenment just now, his heart is very different from the original. Listening to the old monk's question, he immediately nodded, and said lightly: "Master Hui, I did a lot of evil before, drove away my bandits, slaughtered the village, I don't know how many, I have already committed a lot of crimes, and now I am dying, it is also a cycle of heavenly principles, and there should be such a catastrophe." ”

The old monk frowned, and then asked, "Since you know the depth of your sin, why do you not care about it?"

Wu Shan replied: "It's not that I don't know how to repent, it's too late to understand it, and it's too late to repent!"

The old monk smiled and said, "Amitabha! Good, good! My Buddha purifies all sentient beings, as long as you turn back to the shore, it will never be too late, if you are really willing to put down the butcher's knife, the poor monk is willing to save you from the sea of suffering!"

Wu Shandeng's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked, "Is what the master said true?"

The old monk said: "Monk, don't speak!" Then he turned to Zhang Tong and said: "This little friend, the poor monk is called Hanyue, and he is a monk in the natural mountain Feilai Temple, although this person's deeds are evil, but he is born with Buddha nature, and the poor monk wants to save him, can he be convenient?"

At this time, Zhang Tong was not very happy in his heart, he didn't know who Zen Master Hanyue was, and he didn't know where the natural mountain Feilai Temple was, he was only secretly annoyed that the old monk was so unreasonable, and he intervened in vain, and he wanted to save Wu Shan, if it weren't for the unfathomable fear of the old monk, Zhang Tong turned his face early, drove him away, and then listened to his question, and suddenly sneered: " Great monk, I heard that the disciples of Buddhism talk about the cycle of cause and effect, the great monk knows that this person is extremely evil, and he is still obsessed, he has to save him, is he not afraid of being contaminated with cause and effect, and in the future, there will be a loss of public morality, and it will be difficult to achieve positive results?"

The old monk was kind and kind-eyed, and said with a smile: "What Xiaoyou said is not bad, the cycle of cause and effect, and the retribution is unpleasant, but I am a Buddha, and I don't go to hell, who will go to hell!" He is deeply sinful, and the poor monk is now saving him, which is also the will of heaven, and he is contaminated with many causes and effects, and he can only make up for it by accumulating 100,000 merits in the future. ”

Zhang Tong didn't expect that the old monk opened his mouth is 100,000 merits, he needs to know the magic of Buddhism, and he speaks the most of the Buddha's golden words.

And the 100,000 merits, although it is an imaginary number, are also quite remarkable, and if it is not a great person of great wisdom, great perseverance, great perseverance, and compassion, he does not dare to promise it easily.