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Chapter 563 Weeping Burial Coffin (Seeking Subscription Monthly Pass)

"What a disaster! What a disaster!"

The Dharma King in red rushed into the Zunsheng Buddha Hall in a hurry.

Venerable Miaohua, who was entering meditation, was so startled that he strayed away, and the Xudan relic, which was floating and sinking in the clouds of Buddha's light, was almost eaten by the inner demon.

Fortunately, the golden body of Zunsheng Buddha's mother behind her is blooming with Buddha's light, which can suppress all evil spirits.

But a crack that had been faintly to be repaired resurfaced.

Holding back a bad breath, he slowly opened his eyes.

He stared coldly at the king in red.

If this reckless man has nothing to say, he might try to regenerate his demons today, so he should be taught a lesson so that he can know the superiority of the elders and the younger ones.

"Why stare at me? Poor monks can stare too! He's bigger than you!"

The red-clothed Dharma King was also full of anger, and he did not make a fool of him, but was aroused even more anger.

He looks vicious, his eyes are staring like copper bells, isn't he much bigger than Miao Hua?

"..."

The corners of Venerable Miaohua's eyes twitched a few times.

The Buddha's heart that has been honed for hundreds of years is not in vain after all, suppressing the anger that is about to move, he said slowly: "What's wrong with you?"

The Dharma King in red came to his senses, and when he thought of his reason for coming, it was as if a basin of water had been splashed on his head.

Anger comes and goes quickly.

"The poor monk got the news that the combination of those evil beasts and the surname Yu set up an ambush under the weeping coffin in Changshan Mountain to kill the boy surnamed Jiang!"

Venerable Miaohua's heart burst, and he immediately suppressed it again, remaining calm: "Ambush?"

He shook his head and said: "Benefactor Jiang has a deep connection with Buddhism and deep roots of wisdom. He is not a fool, so how can he be so easy to calculate? I'm afraid it will be another farce."

The Dharma King in red sneered, "Do you think everyone is as scheming as you, ruthless and unscrupulous?"

"Boy Jiang is indeed shrewd, but this kid is very affectionate. The little fox surnamed Yu is worthy of being the offspring of old Yu ghost. He is very insidious. He used affection as a cocoon and set up a net long ago. The poor monk has already been to Jiang's house. "

"That kid has already entered the trap and is heading towards the crying burial coffin. As long as he enters that ghostly place, the little fox surnamed Yu will never let him come out alive again!"

"Don't forget, although those four evil beasts are not perfect weapons, they are the only ones in my lineage of Zunsheng Temple who have cultivated to the top of the Five Buddhas,"

"Five Buddha tops fall into the realm, and five top chakra kings face each other, even if that kid has the ability to reach the sky, he can't escape death!"

The red-clothed Dharma King's mouth was flying, but Venerable Miaohua couldn't listen anymore when he heard that Jiang Zhou had gone to cry in the coffin.

There seemed to be a faint click, and the crack on the Xudan relic widened a little.

Venerable Miaohua didn't care about these things at this time, and stood up abruptly: "Kneel down! Pray with me to the Buddha Mother, please white umbrella cover!"

As he said that, he turned around and bowed down to the golden body of the Zunsheng Buddha Mother.

The red-clothed Dharma King's heart shuddered.

This guy actually wanted to do this for Kid Jiang?
White Canopy, the full name is Wuxiang Zhiguang Dabai Canopy.

It is the white umbrella canopy held in the hands of this golden statue of the Buddha mother.

This treasure contains the Dharma of the Great White Umbrella Buddha Mother, which is extremely powerful and can protect the country from disasters, eliminate demons and eliminate obstacles.

Standing under this umbrella, the sun, the moon and the stars will happily support and bring auspiciousness.

Don't fall into life and death, sickness and turbidity, don't be afraid of water, fire, swords and poisonous curses, natural disasters and man-made disasters, and all evil spirits will not invade.

In a word, under this umbrella, all dharmas will not invade, there will be no fear of life and death, no worries and no fears.

Standing under the umbrella is the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss.

Such a treasure is naturally not for everyone.

Only Miaohua knows what price he will have to pay if he wants to use this umbrella for his own use.

Although the red-clothed Dharma King didn't know everything, he also knew that the price would not be small.

Shocked, the dissatisfaction with Miao Hua over the years has eased slightly.

With a solemn expression, he knelt down and bowed down.

Calm down, and follow Miaohua to recite the Zunsheng secret mantra.

……

When Jiang Zhou left Jiangdu, he was divided into two ends.

Go straight to Changchang Mountain.

Under the technique of placing emptiness, volleying through the void is not much slower than Teng Wu.

It didn't take long to come to a mountain gorge in the northeast of Changshan Mountain.

He was able to pass the news of King Guangling's inquiry, and the people of the Jiugong Sword Sect entered the valley from here.

This valley is a dangerous place surrounded by mountains.

Because of the treacherous terrain, it looks like a coffin, and few of the mountain people who entered it can come out, and there are many mountain gorges in the valley, and there are bad winds blowing against it all the year round, making the sound like crying, so it is called the crying burial coffin.

At this time, Jiang Zhou was standing at the entrance, and he could hear bursts of "woo woo" like a ghost crying.

There is also a trace of Yin wind, flowing out from it.

If it was an ordinary person, just getting close to this place, he would have been attacked by the dark wind without knowing it. Even if he turned around and returned, he might not be able to escape serious illness for a few days.

According to the news he got, members of the Jiugong Sword Sect fled into this place, taking advantage of the dangerous terrain to form an formation to protect themselves.

Jiang Zhou raised his head and looked around, all he could see were steep cliffs, and there was only a gap between the two pinnacles in front that he could enter and exit.

"If there is a large army ambushing around, I'm afraid I won't be able to fly out..."

Jiang Zhou muttered in a low voice.

"Old Xu, old Xu, I've been right with you this time. If you really get tricked, you'll owe me your life..."

Jiang Zhou spoke dangerously, but there was not much nervousness on his face, and he stepped directly into the "line of sky"...

……

"Lei Zhen! Adhere to the Four Righteousnesses!"

"Feng Xun! Be careful with the four dimensions!"

"All disciples! Men and women are divided into yin and yang, and keep the direction of heaven and earth!"

"The yang moves forward and becomes nine out of seven!"

"Retreat in the dark, become six out of eight!"

"Too many! Let's go to the Nine Palaces!"

"..."

The river boat crossed a line of gorge, passed through the dangerous mountains and rocks, and faced the wind like a cone, and it was bitingly cold. After traveling for tens of miles, suddenly there was a sound of shouting.

The skin around the body is protruding and pimples, and the roots of the cold hairs stand on end.

It was an extremely sharp sword energy overflowing from the valley in front.

With his Taoism and practice, he even felt bursts of splitting pain.

This is still so far away.

Four positive and four dimensional, changes of yin and yang, too many...

Are you really a member of the Jiugong Sword Sect?

In fact, when Jiang Zhou came to Taniguchi, he had already decided that this should be a trap.

Unexpectedly, he actually met the Jiugong Sword Sect who was caught in it.

Could it be that he was thinking too much?
While thinking about it, Jiang Zhou floated up, like a swimming dragon, swimming between the cliffs.

After a while, they drilled through a crack in the rock wall and saw a valley.

There, there was a giant white-fronted tiger two or three feet high, standing upright like a human body, wearing a gray robe, sitting cross-legged on a boulder like a Taoist monk.

Hu Zhi closed his eyes slightly, his face serene.

Not far in front of it, there is a strange open space.

This open space is more transparent and clean than other places, and there are faintly colored streamers cruising.

From time to time, beasts, flying insects sprang out, and suddenly bursts of sword energy flew up, crisscrossing like silk like a net.

Like a hurricane, it ravaged the entire valley.

Even a slight breeze can break rocks and crack gold.

The rocks and solid soil that crossed the ground were all turned into dust.

After passing by the beasts and flying insects, they naturally disappeared.

In the center of this strange open space, there is a group of people wearing Jiugong robes, holding long swords, wandering endlessly.

"Shanjun!"

"I waited to kill the tiger's son and grandson by mistake. Although it was a big mistake, it was not intentional. There is no need to be so hard!"

In the sword realm, an old man with white hair and white beard who looked like a fairy spoke loudly.

The giant tiger like a monk didn't hear it, and seemed to dismiss it.

A pair of huge fluffy triangular ears on the top of the head suddenly trembled.

The tiger's head turned, and it looked towards Jiang Zhou's hiding place.

"He Fangxiao is young, why don't you get out!"

　I said that I had already finished writing and uploaded it, but I forgot to click publish, do you believe me? . . .I'm furious. .

　　
　
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