Distress: Buddhist Prison Jingxuan

Chapter 383 Deep Planning
In the realm of confession...

The people who were chasing and killing Duan Junheng and Black Nineteen suddenly stopped in their tracks.

A gust of wind swept by, and the scenery here instantly became like a hell on earth.

Countless flesh and blood flowed down, staining the land red, and more than a dozen people from the world of desire stepped into the underworld at the same time, leaving only the eyes of death.

"Do not move…"

Duan Junheng barely supported himself, and immediately pulled Hei Nineteen, looking at the surrounding scenery, a smear of cold sweat could not help but appear on his forehead.

"Huh? What's wrong?!"

Black Nineteen looked at Duan Junheng whose expression had changed drastically, and was extremely alert in his heart.

"I've only read about this state once in a book, but I've never seen it in real life..."

"I never thought..."

"I can actually see it today..."

"This person is not simple, we have already entered the world under his control."

Duan Junheng was silent for a moment when he heard the words, looked at the wind flowing around him, and explained to the suspicious Black Nineteen.

If I hadn't seen this kind of realm in a book when I was young, I would definitely think it was haunted by this weird scene today.

"Um?!"

"Could it be that this person is stronger than Lou Zhi Wei Tuo who came to the Bardo Realm to cooperate with King Zhou?!"

Hearing Duan Junheng's dignified words, Black Nineteen kept thinking in his mind, and could only compare Louzhi Wei Tuo, the strongest person he had ever seen in his life, with this person who made the shot.

"Up to Weituo..."

"How can you compare to this person..."

"If there is a god in the world, then this person is undoubtedly the closest state!"

"Come out, friend..."

Satin Junheng shook his head when he heard the strongest person Hei Nineteen could come up with. After all, Lou Zhiwei Tuo was only a very strong person, how could he be compared with this kind of existence that controls the world.

After thinking for a moment, he bent down slightly, and said respectfully in a direction not far away.

"Oh…"

"You can see the charm of this wind..."

"Sure enough, it is the Lingshou Duan family, once the head of the five great spirit-controlling families in the bardo world."

"Thinking about it, those who can be friends with Lou Zhi Wei Tuo are not bad for their ability and knowledge!"

After the interesting words fell, Jing Xuan came here slowly wearing a golden mask.

As soon as he raised his hand, the condensed wind all around instantly turned into a trickle of rain and fell into the ground.

After being washed by the morning dew, the flowers that were originally covered in blood returned to their delicate and beautiful appearance.

"........."

Duan Junheng's eyelids couldn't help but twitch as he watched Fenghuayu's operation.

Ordinary people may not be able to see it, but as the Lingshou Duan himself, he can see the extreme sword intent covered on the flower.

On the premise of not damaging the fragile plants, such a powerful sword intent was endowed, not just on one flower, but all the flowers around it.

If the other party wanted it, then these flowers would all be sharp swords.

"...so strong..."

Hearing the words, Hei Nineteen casually untied the gauze on his face, revealing ghost pupils, and then looked at the beautiful flowers all around.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, I suddenly feel the sword intent soaring into the sky, and my eyes are stinging.

Only at this time can he understand what his adoptive father said just now, Lou Zhi Wei Tuo is really nothing compared to the other party.

"This friend, Xiadu Junheng..."

"Seeing that your direction is coming out of the bardo world, has something happened to the bardo world?!"

Duan Junheng sighed in his heart, and then he struggled for survival, and then asked Jingxuan in front of him.

"Ha, Satin Junheng..."

"Have you forgotten my voice!"

"However, shouldn't you follow the address on the letter to find your unfilial son?!"

"Why, you will be hunted down!"

Jingxuan glanced at the extremely reserved Duan Junheng, and shook his head. It seems that the instinct of the weak to fear the strong can never be changed.

However, it doesn't matter, anyway, everyone knows a little bit, and then he reached out and took off the golden mask on his face, revealing the appearance when he was talking with Duan Junheng on purpose.

"It's you……"

"Oh, don't mention it, I originally went to visit my grandson at the address on your letter and then went to another address..."

"I didn't expect that when I went there, I would meet a group of people who were not Buddhas or demons, and were injured by them. I had no choice but to leave."

"But it's even more unexpected that they chose to chase us down and chased us all the way here!"

Duan Junheng looked at Jingxuan who had taken off his mask, and was stunned for a moment, and finally heaved a sigh of relief. At least the two parties had cooperated before, and they were not facing a strange strong man who didn't know anything about it.

"The devil is not the devil, the Buddha is not the Buddha..."

"That should be someone from the Desire Realm..."

"It seems that Tianyan Demon City may have its surname changed..."

Hearing Junjunheng's explanation, Jingxuan frowned and thought for a moment, and he was able to roughly guess the thoughts of the people in the world of desire. Now that the nine roulettes of the sea of ​​desire are abolished, they can only find a base first.

With so many forces in such a difficult situation, besides the hometown of Tianfo, what other forces can make the Desire Realm take over naturally.

Then there is only Tianyan Demon City. As for their meaning, under the transformation of Bo Xun's magic sound, it is not a big problem.

After all, in the plot, apart from the fact that the Buddha sword was plotted by Wangchenyuan to plot the chance of resurrection, this Duhua magic sound contributed a large part of its power.

The Buddhist sword will end up like this, let alone dragging the family, the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled in the magic city.

"What, cough cough cough..."

When Duan Junheng heard this, he felt anxious. After all, the chance of the unfilial son's resurrection was clearly written in the letter, and it was in the magic city. If it was attacked by others, then...

"You're seriously hurt..."

Hearing this, Jingxuan glanced at the coughing Junheng, raised his hand, and injected some Yuan Gong into his body to stabilize the injury.

Seeing that his breath had recovered, he shook his head and comforted him.

"I know what's on your mind!"

"The resurrection of the Demon Emperor is not easy..."

"Leaving aside the issue of the soul, there is also the place where he finally claimed to be."

"There is no specific key."

"You don't have to think about it..."

"Since it's so troublesome for our own people, it's the same for outsiders."

"I see…"

Although Duan Junheng didn't know why the other party knew so many things, but from what he mentioned, there was basically nothing wrong.

In addition, it is impossible for me to return to Tianyan Demon City now, so I can only forget it.

"By the way, what happened to Feng Yinlin!"

Jing Xuan looked at Du Junheng who was no longer in a hurry, and then asked the question in his heart.

Although he believed in Duan Junheng's character, he still needed to verify things.

After all, I have taken other people's things, and some results are still important.

"About Feng Yinlin..."

"I took the initiative to destroy the Fengshui tomb on which her body rested and took away the ghost soldiers."

"After confirming that she was dead, I completely burned her body and buried her there."

Duan Junheng was silent for a moment when he heard the words, and then explained his handling method at that time.

"well done…"

"Feng Yinlin's ability to live for such a long time is also her father's chance. Reincarnation is the end she will face sooner or later and the result she should repay."

Jingxuan didn't have much feeling for Duan Junheng's actions. After all, he changed himself, and the result was that his bones and ashes were blown away and his soul was scattered.

But this kind of result is considered to have fulfilled the requirements of himself and those people.

In this way, the plot of the Holy Demon Twins was completely wiped out by him.

"you're right…"

"It should be so..."

Duan Junheng nodded when he heard the words, also acquiescing to the ending of this little girl.

"Follow me back to the bardo world..."

"It just so happens that you're back, and I'm going to call a meeting with the five great families of the Central Nether Realm!"

Jingxuan looked at Duan Junheng in front of him, raised his hand and put his mask on.

"What happened in the bardo world!"

When Duan Junheng heard these words, he couldn't help but become serious. Looking at the other party's posture, he was afraid that the bardo world had already fallen into his hands.

"King Zhou and Gucheng Buwei died in the trial..."

"They paid the price they deserved..."

"As for the people there, they should be regarded as the people blessed by the gods now."

"So, what's your choice?"

"Resist or obey!"

Jingxuan heard the words, and after scanning Guo Duan Junheng's expression with a mask on, he told an astonishing fact in a calm tone.

"Oh My God…"

"These things don't matter to me..."

"As long as I have chicken legs to eat every day, it makes no difference who will be the king!"

"Anyway, I'm a sinner!"

"The kind of soft-spoken people..."

"You're right, king!"

Satin Junheng felt the gradually scorching air and Black Nineteen's hand tightly holding his arm, and laughed quite freely.

Anyway, as I said, I was originally a sinner, and I was wasting my life every day. In this case, what difference does it make if there is a new leader on top of my head.

It was people from other families who should be worried, not these two or three people.

"Oh, you are free and easy!"

"Interesting, but to me, you are not a sinner who speaks lightly!"

"In my eyes, the rest of the family cannot be mentioned with you alone."

"Also, don't call me king..."

"The Pope will be fine..."

"In the future, the bardo world will be under the rule of order, the guilty will be judged, and the innocent will be safe!"

"King Zhou is a failed despicable person, but we are not, we represent order!"

Jingxuan turned his head and looked at Duan Junheng with a playful smile, not caring at all in his heart, but on the contrary, he had a gesture of valuing him very much.

"Is what you said true, Pope!"

When Duan Junheng heard this, he stopped laughing, and then spoke seriously.

After all, under King Zhou's rule, even though the people in the bardo realm seemed to have nothing on the surface, it was not an exaggeration to say that everyone was terrified inside.

All this stems from King Zhou's extreme character, he kills people for the slightest bit of trouble.

It's not that no one resisted, but the end of the rebels was basically miserable.

Therefore, under this high-pressure policy, the common people live like walking dead, and the soldiers are in a better situation than the common people, but not much.

"That's right..."

"So, are you going to refuse?"

Jingxuan looked at Satin Junheng whose eyes seemed to be shining, and was also surprised in his heart. It seems that King Zhou's mental illness is more serious than that in the plot.

However, it's right to think about it. In terms of the degree of distortion, Rainstorm Heart Slave has to stand aside. At least he kills people for fun, which is an addiction.

King Zhou, on the other hand, is like crushing a bug, there is no so-called happiness, it is just smooth, it is as natural as a sudden sneeze.

When killing becomes instinctive and casual, it means that the quantity and quality of killing have changed.

"Ha, since that's the case, then I want to see what order is!"

Duan Junheng nodded when he heard the words, knowing that if he wanted to save his unfilial son, he had to rely on the strength of others. He originally planned to go back to the bardo realm to cultivate, so he thought about it again.

Since the other party offered an olive branch, then refusing it would be tantamount to a missed opportunity.

Coupled with the law that the opponent can defeat the bardo and easily restrain the bardo, the energy hidden in it cannot be underestimated.

It's a pity that Duan Junheng couldn't see the strange scene where the bardo world was destroyed in a few hours under the leadership of the monks led by Yan Luo.

Then Yi Qixing, who was seriously injured and dying, wiped his neck with a sword on the trial Yan Luo.

"what…"

Jingxuan didn't know the other party's careful thinking, but it didn't matter. He planned to transfer Duan Junheng at the beginning because he admired him.

For this person, he can basically be regarded as a literary version of Luo Hou.

Strictly speaking, both of them have the same character and charm.

"..."

Looking at the current situation, Black Nineteen could only plan to go with Duan Junheng.

On the other side, Jingxuan, who was watching the situation of Yundu Mountain in real time in the Liuli Wonderland, suddenly raised his eyebrows and looked towards the entrance down the mountain.

"Oh, a wedge?!"

"Smile to see the bright red dyeing the half of the mountain, chasing the wind for thousands of miles and white clouds. Xiaoyao is not a guest, and the three talents of heaven and earth are ordinary."

The poem horn sounded, and Master Fengxiu slowly descended from the air, looked at Jing Xuan in front of him, and asked with a rather gentle expression.

"My servant, Master Fengxiu."

"Your Excellency, is the famous martial arts celebrity Qingxiang Bailiansu really true?!"

"Master Fengxiu..."

"I don't dare to be a martial arts celebrity, the inferior one is just an ordinary person on the rivers and lakes."

Hearing the words, Jingxuan shook his head, and looked at Master Fengxiu's reply quite indifferently.

"Su Xianren, you are too modest!"

Master Fengxiu looked at the man in front of him and nodded in his heart, as expected he was quite a gentleman.

"I don't know, what's the matter with the distinguished guest coming?"

Hearing this, Jingxuan was speculating about the other party's thoughts and motives for coming here.

But normal polite conversation is still indispensable, after all, the focus is on probing.

"You can't be called a distinguished guest!"

"Just call me Fengxiu!"

"I came here today to tell Su Xianren that your friend Qu Shitu was a little frightened, and now I will arrange him to recuperate in my residence."

"there's one more thing…"

"I want to ask you to give me the baby brought by Brahma at that time, so as to eliminate the chance of disaster."

Master Fengxiu looked at the modest and polite Jingxuan, and first brought up Qu Shitu's case as a basis for the conversation between the two parties, and then truly stated his purpose for coming here.

"My friend Qu Shitu, please take care of me!"

"However, regarding the baby brought by Senior Brahma, I really can't see that he has any connection with the disaster you mentioned!"

"After all, he is like a blank sheet of paper. What really determines his future is the environment and teaching!"

Feeling the other party's conversation skills, Jingxuan shook his head, he was not Su Huanhuan, nor did he have so many emotional constraints.

"This……"

"Regarding this matter, Suxian may not know the reason, but I come from another world..."

"The details can be heard!"

Master Fengxiu frowned as he looked at Jingxuan who was not allowed to enter. He knew that under the restriction of the blood mark, he could not say what the god of death mentioned.

But I have another identity, as long as I can lure the other party to the gate of the dead country, then the importance of this matter is self-evident.

"Alien..."

Jingxuan thought for a while about Fengxiu's self-reporting of his family, and then realized that the other party might have deeper considerations, and with his character, he would definitely not tell her so simply.

It seemed that the other party wanted to use the matter of the son of the dead country to deepen his trust in him, and then use this trust to make himself disappear.

After all, if you want to destroy the Demon World Buddha, you must gain her trust.

Where does the basis of trust come from? It is nothing more than a vote of honor, and the only one who can be called a vote of honor is yourself or a page of the book.

"That's right..."

"About the Son of Death..."

"I can take Su Xianren to the gate of the dead country, I believe you will know it at a glance..."

Master Fengxiu looked at Jingxuan who was thinking, and immediately explained aloud that he couldn't blame himself for being too anxious, it was really forced by the situation.

The Dead Nation's desire for the Son of Death now may bring them allied with the Buddha Prison.

No matter how good Su Zhenzhen is in both civil and military skills, he is still a loner. Once he gets the Buddhist Prison, he will not have a good time.

After all, I know a lot of secrets in the four worlds, and the other party will definitely attack me in order to preserve my secrecy.

It's better to take this opportunity to isolate the possibility of the dead country and the Huo Zhai Buddha Prison being united.

In this way, I still have room to manipulate, to destroy the country of death, and to prevent the passage of the four evils and the plight.

"Yes, please..."

Jingxuan heard the words, heard the other party's request, and knew that he would definitely not choose to attack him before he got the whereabouts of the son of the god of death.
But if he was allowed to get the Son of Death, he might have to deal with himself in the next step.

"what…"

"Is it a testimonial from an evil spirit!"

Thinking of this, he simply nodded, and then followed him and left the place.

(End of this chapter)