A Tibetan reincarnation

Chapter 211 Black Lotus Buddha Lotus!Nine Nether City!
May the sound of this bell surpass the Dharma Realm, and everyone in the darkness surrounded by iron can hear it. May the dust of hearing be pure and perfect, and all sentient beings will become enlightened.

Santong evening drums, gatha bells.

clang--

The first chime of the bell reverberated throughout the entire Wanhuang Mountain.In the Bulao Temple, the monks changed their colors.That Yuanchu mage's eyebrows moved slightly, and his heart became more anxious.

The battle in the Divine Tribulation Barrier needs to be sped up even more.

Look again, at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, the mage made seals with both hands, and the white Buddha light on his body appeared again.However, this time, there was a shadow of a lotus flower faintly above his head.

The lotus is divided into nine petals, and there are fairy stamens in it.

Florian!

At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, the mage solemnly enshrined his precious face, and made a Buddha seal with his hands.

One after another Buddha light, wandering around like white dragons in front, back, left, and right.At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, the monk's robes of the sorcerer were bulging, and the soul-transforming Dzogchen aura on his body had been raised to the extreme by him.

That technique must be a shocking blow.

However, Linghu He Huan, the lord of the Palace of Bliss, withdrew his clothes and stood in the void. , Between the eyebrows, there was a trace of indifference, and she didn't even make a seal.

At that moment, that woman really looked down upon the world.No one knows where her confidence comes from.

"town!"

At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, the seal formula in the hands of the mage changed.

Look again, the Buddha lotus above his head suddenly flew up.Spinning, emitting endless brilliance, it went straight to Linghu He Huan to press down.

When the Buddha lotus flew above the head of the master in the early Yuan Dynasty, it was pure white.However, at the moment of spinning, it turned into seven colors, which is truly amazing.

"Seven-color town magic lotus!"

Guan Xiong frowned slightly.Because, that is the spell of divine robbery, and it shouldn't even be a spell that should be seen in the Bone Continent.It is unbelievable that Master Yuanchu was able to perform it with the body of the soul.

This time, Linghu He Huan might not be able to deal with it.

"Humph!"

But when Linghu He Huan saw Yuanchu's spell, he smiled coldly.I saw that her left hand was raised lightly, and she pointed lightly on the top of her head.

Her fingertips emitted traces of black air.

Guan Xiong frowned, because it didn't seem to be the power of soul transformation, but it was definitely not the power of divine robbery.That is a special power.

That is like the power of Silent Valley, which cannot be simply classified.

woo-

Look again, above Linghu He Huan's head, a black hole suddenly appeared.

However, that is not a regular circular black hole, but also in the shape of a Buddha lotus.In other words, a streak of ink lotus appeared above Linghu He Huan's head.

"what?"

The moment Mo Lian appeared, Master Yuanchu's expression changed suddenly.He couldn't even believe his eyes.Because, that is the way to crack the seven-color town Buddha.

Ink lotus and Buddha lotus, only one of them can survive.

boom--

There was a loud noise in the void.

Everyone saw with their own eyes that the seven-color Buddha lotus fell directly into the black hole.Folian was collected by that Molian, and instantly turned into nothingness.

wow——

Inside the Bulao Temple, there was an uproar.

Because everyone could see that it was a full-strength blow from Grandmaster Yuanchu, but Linghu He Huan was able to defuse it with ease.

clang - clang -

The bells in Wanhuang Temple reverberated, but at this time, they didn't know how many times.

"Master Yuanchu, what other tricks do you have? Feel free to use it." Linghu He Huan said coldly with his white clothes fluttering.

"Amitabha--"

Master Yuanchu recited the Buddha's name, and then stepped back.He has decided not to attack again.

At this moment, he calmed down instead.Because, at the end of the evening bell, he had no chance of subduing Linghu He Huan.

On the contrary, if Linghu He Huan tried his best, Grandmaster Yuanchu would not be sure to resist.

Because Linghu He Huan seems to know too many secrets of the Bulao Temple.

"Who the hell are you?" Yuanchu Master asked.

Master Yuanchu had some doubts in his heart, but he was not sure yet.

"Hehe!" Linghu He Huan smiled faintly, that smile was elusive, "Master Yuanchu, I just want to ask you if Master Yuanyi is well?"

Master Yuanchu frowned and remained silent for a while.

clang clang-

The bell rang, it was the one hundred and eighth.

creaking - quack -

In fact, the sound of Wanhuang Temple closing the door did not reach here.However, at this time, all the monks who were familiar with Wanhuang Temple seemed to hear the sound of closing the door.

That door separates hell from the world.

At this moment, everyone was looking at the front yard of Wanhuang Temple.

The front yard was pitch black.But that blackness is unusual.It was dark, gloomy, and cold.However, at this time, with the help of the moonlight, the walls of Wanhuang Temple could clearly be seen.

In other words, only in the front yard of Wanhuang Temple can there be that kind of darkness.

At this time, the many bones monks standing in the Bulao Temple all knew what kind of darkness it was.Because they have all lived in the front yard of Wanhuang.

Guan Xiong and Su Mo dispersed their consciousness at the same time.

Su Mo couldn't detect anything.He looked at Guan Xiong again, Guan Xiong still shook his head.Obviously, Su Mo couldn't see it through, and Guan Xiong, who was a god, still couldn't see it through.

The front yard of Wanhuang Temple is like another world.Now, those bone-boned monks in the backyard can't help but feel lingering fear when they think of that night.

At night, the front yard of Wanhuang Temple looks like a tomb.However, everything is normal in the backyard.

Night fell, but the lights were everywhere, as bright as day.

One white and one dark, making the front yard even more cold.

"Master Yuanchu, you haven't answered my question yet." Linghu He Huan looked at Yuanchu and said indifferently, "If you can't answer, I can find the answer myself!"

Linghu He Huan turned his attention to the front yard of Wanhuang Temple.

"If I go, all the consequences will need to be borne by you Bulaosi."

"Amitabha——" the Buddha's name made the Bone Cultivators already upset, but it was a kind of comfort to Yuanchu Master.He took a deep breath.

"Yuan Yi, it's on the eighteenth floor underground of Wanhuang Temple!" Yuan Chu said slowly.

Yuan Yi, on the basement [-]th floor of Wanhuang Temple?

As soon as this sentence came out, the expressions of all the monks in the Southern Bone Territory changed suddenly.Because, this is equivalent to Master Yuanchu acknowledging the existence of Master Yuanyi.

So, what Linghu He Huan said is true?Is Yuan Yi really the twin brother of Master Yuanchu?

At this moment, everyone remembered the sound from the ground that night.

There were men and women in that voice, like complaining or admiring, like weeping or complaining.Sadness and sadness are endless.The sound of bells and drums, the sound of wooden fish, and the endless Sanskrit sounds.

Could it be that there is a world under Wanhuang Temple?
"Hehe!" Linghu He Huan smiled, nodded with a little satisfaction, then looked at Yuanchu and said, "Eighteen underground floors? Haha! Yuanchu, can you feel at ease in these 10 years?"

Twenty thousand years?
This question confuses everyone.

Who can live for 10 years?
However, when Master Yuanchu heard this, he smiled wryly.

At the same time, there was a flash of relief in his eyes.

"10 years, hehe!"

Master Yuanchu gave a bitter smile, and instead of answering Linghu He Huan's question immediately, he looked at Linghu He Huan and asked, "Are you from Nine Nether City?"

Nine Nether City!

At that moment, Guan Xiong's expression changed drastically.

(End of this chapter)