Fantasy: At the beginning, the saint girl was tricked into joining the Demon Cult!

Chapter 262 Take refuge in my Buddha
The old monk laughed loudly: "Okay, that's a surprising answer. It is true that you can ask for more, but the price you pay will be greater. Are you willing?"

"Since it's my own choice, if there is any bitter fruit, I will swallow it and get better. I deserve to die, because this is my own choice." Jiang Han said.

The old monk thought for a while, and then asked: "Son, what do you think of Feisheng?"

"The pinnacle of martial arts, the ultimate goal that everyone pursues, who doesn't want to ascend? Who doesn't want to ascend?" Jiang Han laughed.

"What if there are [-] hells on the other side of the ascension? Are you willing too?" The old monk raised a long eyebrow on one eye, and he looked at Jiang Han.

Only then did Jiang Han realize that the old monk's eyes had no pupils, but only a lotus flower!
Seeing that Jiang Han was silent, the old monk said to Amitabha Buddha: "There is no tree for Bodhi, and the mirror is not a stand. There is nothing in the first place. Where can the dust come from?"

Jiang Han felt in a daze before his eyes, the old monk with the word "卍" on his forehead had disappeared without a trace.

He looked around, and there was no old monk there.

Some are just quiet.

"Don't come here! Uwah, don't come here!" There was a big ass under the table, and it turned out that the emperor was trembling with fear.

Jiang Han glanced out, then glared at the emperor again: "If you hadn't insisted on going your own way, why did you come to this? Such a king...don't mind!"

With that said, Jiang Han patted it out with a palm.

Rumble!
A flash of lightning came out in the sky, a thunderbolt in the clear sky!

All the eminent monks around looked up at the sky, and at this time, a dragon-shaped aura rose into the sky from the direction of the tower!

"No, don't go! Don't!"

The Demon Lord was hysterical and wanted to stop the Dragon Qi from ascending to heaven, but the seven chains on his body dragged him to the ground again!

Rootless glared, and he said, "Opportunity!"

After all, the Demon Subduing Pestle of the Three Treasures of Buddhism appeared in his hand. The Demon Subduing Pestle was twirled in the palm of his hand, and suddenly flew towards the Demon Lord, forming a huge upside-down lotus flower!
The huge lotus surrounded the Demon Lord!
The devil still ignored the threat of the lotus, and stretched out his hand to think about the fading dragon spirit in the sky: "That's mine, it's mine! Come back!"

He was hysterical, but the lotus slowly retracted, and the chain was also swallowed by the lotus, and the demon was dragged a little bit.

The next moment, the lotus flower returned to the size of the subduing magic pestle, and returned to Wugen's hand.

Jiang Han walked slowly to the entrance of the pagoda, and looked at the demon-subduing pestle lingering in Wugen's hand. He knew that the demon king was not dead yet, and he was inside the pestle.

All the eminent monks also rejoiced and looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Brother, your hand!" Wuyu exclaimed.

Wugen glared angrily, seeing that the subduing magic pestle actually seeped out a lot of black energy, and wanted to drill into his arm!
"Bold and monstrous, still unwilling to punish?!"

He gritted his teeth and shouted at Jiang Han: "Your Highness, cut off my arm!"

"Ah?!" Jiang Han was stunned, he didn't expect Master Wugen to say such a thing.

But Jiang Han soon discovered the reason, the black energy permeating from the Jiangma pestle was invading Master Wugen's arm inch by inch!

"My cultivation is not enough!" Jiang Han said, obviously Master Wugen's cultivation is very strong, and he is now close to exhaustion.

Wu Nian said: "Your Highness, the Tianwu Treasure Wheel contains the upper level of Buddhism, and you can already drive it!"

"Okay!" Jiang Han suddenly realized. He opened his hands, and the sun and moon golden wheels in the distance were pulled back, then flew into his hands and rotated with each other, and the Tianwu Baolun appeared again!

"Let's go!" Jiang Han mustered all his strength and threw the Tianwu treasure wheel out.

Master Wugen's arm was cut off shoulder-to-shoulder, causing Master Wugen to be stunned: "It's enough to reach the elbow, it's enough to reach the elbow, you cut too much!"

The master said it was good, but he still used the other hand to throw out the broken arm together with the magic pestle: "The Dharma of all nations!"

All the monks from the top and bottom of Jinshan Temple came outside one after another, and they began to mutter words, obviously this time the Buddhist scriptures were more powerful.

Countless Buddha's words materialized and flew towards the subduing pestle in the air, making the golden light around the subduing pestle more dazzling, and the black aura emanating from the subduing pestle was also covered by the golden light.

Wu Nian stepped forward and came to a large Buddhist altar in the center of Jinshan Temple. He was holding a nine-ringed tin staff in his hand, and stabbed the tail of the tin staff towards the golden altar, and the buckle was snapped right in the middle!

Click!

After the sound of a mechanical lock, the altar opened, and a huge suction force appeared from the altar, pulling the demon pestle in the air step by step.

When the subduing magic pestle was completely submerged in the altar, Wu Nian raised both palms together: "Come together!"

Canopy!
The lid of the altar was closed suddenly, but there was still a lot of evil spirit seeping out.

All the eminent monks gathered together and recited the Dharma of the superior vehicle, and the restless Buddhist altar began to stabilize.

Master Wugen let out a long breath, and made a Buddha name with one hand, and Jiang Han waved to Master Wugen apologetically.

"Master, your hand..." Jiang Han looked at Master Wugen's severed arm covered by a cassock.

"It doesn't matter, you can just pay the old man a prosthetic arm." Master Wugen said calmly.

The corner of Jiang Han's mouth twitched: "Master, no matter what you say, your cultivation is above Grand Master, do you know the price of an arm above Grand Master?"

"This has nothing to do with the old monk." Master Wugen closed his eyes and simply stopped looking at Jiang Han.

Jiang Hanxin said that the old monk was actually a dark-bellied fellow despite being honest, but he quickly thought of the previous monk in the pagoda, and he said, "Master, do you know a monk with the word '卍' on his head? "

As soon as these words came out, not only Master Wugen, but even Wugen's two juniors looked at Jiang Han.

Wu Gen said: "Your Highness, how do you know there is such a monk?"

"We were still talking before, but he disappeared in a short time." Jiang Han felt that the old monk spoke nicely, and it was very comfortable to chat with him, and he wanted to ask some questions.

"Goodness, goodness, His Royal Highness is indeed a person with the karma of Buddha. That is our uncle, Master Tianzhu. It was the uncle of Master Tianzhu and the Emperor Taizu of the Yan Dynasty who jointly suppressed the demon king. However, because the uncle was injured too much Heavy, cross the river to the west."

"Dead?" Jiang Han opened his mouth wide.

Wu Gen said: "Your Highness is a person who has a relationship with Buddha, and has also been recognized by the Buddhist treasure Tianwu Baolun. Your Highness has converted to my Buddha. I think that His Highness's achievements in Buddhism must not belong to the court or Jianghu."

Jiang Han's scalp was numb, and he quickly waved his hands: "Thank you, master, for your kindness, but to convert to Buddhism, you need to cut off all emotions and desires. I'm just a layman, and I also like to do common things."

The two were chatting, and Ye Chen exclaimed: "Brother, it's not good, Your Majesty... I'm out of breath!"

(End of this chapter)