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Chapter 128 128 Transcendence and Rebirth

It took about half an hour to restore the ruined farmland to its original state. However, the damaged crops could not be restored, making the bare area look particularly eye-catching.

The railway infrastructure in the distance was quickly completed with the help of several earth ability users.

The severed train was carried back onto the track, but the segment of carriage that was fused by the lightning energy was no longer usable, and was eventually removed by these black-scale knights.

"woooo~"

The first half of the train, which ran several kilometers away, reversed back, and with the help of the black scale knights, it re-tugged the remaining carriages in the second half.

But the large piece of corpse of a passenger covered with white cloth lying next to the railway track made the already solemn atmosphere even more solemn.

Qin Zhiping shouted at the side of the track: "Ahem, Nine Heavens should respond to the thunder of the Universal Transformation Heavenly Lord, the Heavenly Lord of eternal life and preservation, the blessed immortal Heavenly Lord, the spiritual treasure Heavenly Lord of the ten directions, the great saints of the ten directions, the most true kings and father-in-laws ."

As for Chen Hao, he was wearing a white coat at the moment, with a bald head, watching all this quietly like a worldly monk.

Although he saved his life with the help of the artificial artifacts created by Source Point, he couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable and angry after seeing such a tragedy.

"After people from the fake world pass through to the real world, they will turn into foam phantoms after death."

"But they are also real people here."

"They are not so-called border crossers. They have flesh and blood and their own souls." Chen Hao felt a little blocked in his heart.

"Master, the world is not as difficult as it was in the Dharma Ending Age. This time it was just an accident." Li Xiaozhen comforted in a low voice.

"Alas!" Chen Hao sighed after hearing this.

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While everyone was busy mourning the deceased, there was a sudden commotion among the tourists and people watching.

I saw a group of Buddhist disciples wearing gray monk robes and holding various magical instruments walking over from a distance.

The leader, the old monk, has white eyebrows and a round face, and a kind-hearted look. He is holding a rusty copper-colored alms bowl in his hand, followed by a young novice monk carrying a Zen staff.

The other monks carried bamboo baskets on their backs, held rosary beads in their hands, and recited the mantra of rebirth, and their voices came from far away.

"It's the master of Huafa Temple!"

"The masters are here to cast spells!"

Hearing these chants, the crowd moved out of the way.

As soon as the group of monks arrived, they first paid a visit to Colonel Liu, and then began to circle around the victims.

"Namo Amitabha!"

The sound of the rebirth mantra echoed in the open fields, and a faint platinum light emerged from the copper-colored alms bowl of the old monk.

He stretched out his hand and applied it lightly as if touching water. Countless platinum light spots scattered and spread to both sides of the entire railway track.

The corpses covered with white cloth began to vibrate slightly, as if they had received some kind of inspiration.

Stimulated by this Buddhist teaching, a black-gray resentment visible to the naked eye, mixed with a few wisps of scarlet blood, emitted from these corpses and began to slowly gather in the air.

"Amitabha!"

"The blood demons of the West are committing murder indiscriminately. Today, the poor monk should save you and send all the donors to the paradise world!" The white-browed old monk's eyes bulged, and he stretched out his hand to flick the copper-colored alms bowl.

Just listen to the roaring sound of the ground, spreading in all directions.A huge wave of platinum light turned into a swastika Buddha seal and flew up to cover it, instantly peeling off the scarlet blood light, and finally compressed it into a blood-colored bead, which slowly flew into Colonel Liu's hand.

As for the remaining grey-black resentments, after being baptized by this Buddha's seal, they all turned into transparency, and finally rose into the air little by little.

When Chen Hao, who was watching, saw this scene, he suddenly felt the back of his right hand feeling faintly hot. The cloud and mist gate surrounded by ouroboros seemed to have some strange reaction to these ascended souls!

"Strange, why did it happen again?" Chen Hao muttered in his heart and shrank his right hand into his sleeve.

There were many people at the salvation scene, and Chen Hao was also worried that someone would see this brand of unknown origin.

As for Colonel Liu, after receiving the blood bead, he also slightly saluted the white-browed old monk: "Thank you Master Jiankong for your practice. With this blood evil bead as a breath guide, the remnants of the Blood God Sect in the three southeastern provinces are here." There will be no escape now!"

The white-browed old monk raised one palm upright and bowed: "Amitabha! Monks don't get angry easily, but this time the blood demon in the West committed such a great crime, the sin is so serious, I, the Buddha, should send down the fire of karma to destroy the demons! If so! If Colonel Liu needs help, you can contact me at Fahua Temple at any time."

"That's right!" Colonel Liu nodded.

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The salvation ceremony was over, and the crowd of onlookers began to disperse.

The passengers who were stranded here boarded the train again under the arrangements of the police officers, and Chen Hao, Qin Zhiping and Li Xiaozhen also got on the road again.

Just before boarding the carriage, Chen Hao suddenly turned around and saw the old monk with white eyebrows reciting scriptures in the distance.

He put down the alms bowl, saluted to himself with his palms clasped together, and with a slight movement of his lips, a sound that could transmit sounds into the secrets sounded in Chen Hao's ears across a distance of tens of meters: "Thank you for this trip, this tantric junior brother. ! If junior brother has free time in the future, he can come to Fahua Temple in Yunwu Mountain to find a poor monk to worship the Buddha and chant his prayers. Our entire temple will be sure to sweep the couches for you!"

"Master, you're welcome!" Chen Hao's heart moved, and he saluted with slightly parted lips, probably guessing that the other party had mistaken him for a Buddhist disciple.

Chen Hao now wears the appearance of a monk, and has practiced the [Dragon and Elephant Prajna Kung Fu], a tantric protective magic skill. It is normal for his gestures to be stained with some solemn treasures.

In addition, this white-browed old monk has superb Buddhist teachings. Even the fifth-level Colonel Liu has great respect for this person. It is not difficult to see through the details of Chen Hao's Buddhist practice at a glance.

As for Qin Zhiping, due to the conflict between Taoism and Buddhism in Daxia, he showed a bit of disdain when he saw this group of monks.

After getting in the car, while meditating and adjusting the breath, he muttered: "They are just a bunch of bald donkeys who show off afterwards!"

"Master Taoist, I finally sacrificed my life to slay the demons, but what happened? As soon as these monks came, they chanted a few rebirth mantras and deceived the believers. The credit between the two of us was directly divided!"

Chen Hao also smiled slightly when he heard this and touched a golden coin engraved with the word "Black Scale" in his pocket.

This is the merit coin that Colonel Liu rewarded before he left. It is said that it can be exchanged for rewards at the garrison offices in various places.

Seeing how Qin Zhiping wanted to accept the object even though he was vomiting blood, Chen Hao knew that this object must be worth a lot of money.

While he was thinking, the vehicle started slowly.

The whimpering whistle echoed across the fields, and the disaster-stricken green train rolled toward the southwest again.

And somewhere in the underground world far away in the West, a harsh scratching sound suddenly sounded in a dark and lightless hall.

The black stone coffin in the center of the hall was suddenly pushed open by a powerful force, and a white man's face without hair or eyebrows emerged from the gap.

The white man looked like he had a sharp mouth and a flat nose, and his whole face seemed to be dry and skinny.

As soon as he opened his eyes, a pair of scarlet blood eyes began to play back a received picture message.

In the picture, Chen Hao stared at the brand on his right hand until his whole face began to twist and become excited: "Door! Fragments!"

(End of this chapter)