Big dreamer

Shen Luo and his flying sword were forced back three feet by the strong wind released by Lin Da. He was shocked to find that the Zen Master Lin Da was actually an early Mahayana cultivator.

After he finally stabilized his body, he looked up at Zen'er on the altar, guessed a possibility in his heart, and suddenly felt extremely anxious.

"No matter what, I must save Zen'er first." Shen Luo made up his mind and immediately performed the Oblique Moon Step and moved towards the altar.

At the same time, the magic power in his body surged out and poured into the Pure Yang Sword Embryo. He used all his strength to drive the red lotus fire in the sword to burst out, condensed into a layer of flame blade outside the sword, and stabbed towards the altar with all his strength.

"Stubborn, you are looking for death." At this time, a loud shout came.

Zen Master Lin Da shouted angrily, raised his hand and pinched a magic formula in the air, and slapped it forward.

The evil spirit with a reddish black tinge in his sleeves surged out, turning into a huge black mist vortex, swirling down, directly enveloping Shen Luo in it, and instantly taking him out a hundred feet away.

In the black mist, a crystal blood-red lotus emerged, and a blood light shot out from it, rolling up the Pure Yang Sword Embryo and pulling it into the heart of the flower, and then the lotus petals closed, locking the sword embryo in it. .

Shen Luo immediately found that his connection with the Pure Yang Sword Embryo was abruptly cut off.

But what was more difficult at the moment was that in the black mist vortex around him, there was a constant evil spirit attacking him, washing his body over and over again like waves hitting the shore, making him feel like he was falling into an ice cellar, and his whole body was cold to the bone.

The many guardian monks in the square were no match for Longtan and Baoshan, and soon most of them were killed or injured. The remaining ones were just fighting a trapped beast, and they could not hold on for a few rounds.

Master Baoshan led two reinforcements and attacked Bai Xiaotian.

Although Bai Xiaotian had the help of the ghost generals and was not at a disadvantage for the time being, he was unable to save people.

Standing on the high platform in the middle, Linda looked at the corpses all around and the flames of the tents burning in the distance, with a satisfied smile on his face, muttering: "After being suppressed for so long, I can finally let go."

After that, he glanced at the imprisoned Zen masters around him, and said:

"Masters, today I want to prove the truth and ascend here. Whether it can succeed depends on you. Thank you for your help."

He looked like he was asking for help from everyone, but in fact, he didn't need these people to cooperate with him. Everything was already under his control.

As he finished speaking, his expression began to become solemn, and there was a little nervousness in his eyes.

He pinched a strange spell with his hands, and a ghost-like chanting sound came out of his mouth. His hands were suddenly raised high into the air, as if he was holding up the sky.

Then, layers of red light lit up behind him, one circle larger than the other, which was very similar to the precious light behind the Buddha, and a little blood light condensed under him, turning into a huge blood crystal lotus platform.

Zen Master Linda's eyes lit up slightly, and the moment he sat cross-legged, a strong energy was released from his body, and his clothes burst directly, revealing his naked upper body.

Everyone saw that his naked body was actually wrapped with golden pages of Buddhist scriptures emitting Buddha's light and precious aura, and Buddhist scriptures were densely written on them.

The Buddhist scriptures, which should have been golden, were actually mostly stained black from bottom to top, looking like they had been left for many years and had decayed like mud.

Zen Master Linda smiled, raised his hand and gently scratched his body, and the golden pages of the Buddhist scriptures were torn in the middle, peeled off from his body bit by bit, and fell down.

"What is that..."

"Evil ghost, that is a vicious ghost that only exists in purgatory..."

"How could it be, how could there be such a thing on his body..."

"Sin, sin..."

When the upper body of Zen Master Linda was completely exposed, the imprisoned Zen masters could no longer remain calm. They stared at him with their eyes and shouted in panic.

At this moment, a dragon roar sounded, and a dragon-shaped flame shot up into the sky, shaking off the black fog vortex. Shen Luo rushed into the sky with the dragon horn cone in his hand and escaped.

When he saw the appearance of Zen Master Linda at this moment, his face suddenly changed, and he murmured:

"Hundred Ghosts Contain Body**, Linda Demon Monk, are you from the Refining Body Altar?"

The ghost general on the other side repelled the joint attack of two monks from the Holy Lotus Altar, and also looked at Linda, with great shock in his heart.

Linda's upper body skin turned blood red, with dense lumps on it, and all of them were covered with hideous ghost faces.

Those ghost faces were no longer human, each of them had one or two sharp horns on their heads, and their mouths were full of protruding sharp fangs, looking no different from demons.

Shen Luo had read the entire content of the Hundred Ghosts Body Sutra, so he knew very well that the situation only meant one thing, that Linda's Hundred Ghosts Body Sutra had been cultivated to the extreme.

The fluctuations of his aura at this moment also proved that he had already mastered the technique, and his cultivation had reached the peak of Mahayana, and he was only one step away from breaking through the realm and ascending to immortality.

Obviously, he painstakingly arranged this Mahayana Dharma Assembly just to take this step.

"The Altar of Body Refining... I never thought you knew about the Altar of Body Refining? It seems that the traitor usurped my position as Holy Lord back then, but he did not disgrace the altar I created. After I attain enlightenment and become an immortal, I will return to the Middle Earth. Reminisce about old times with him," Linda said with a flash of reminiscence and a sneer.

Shen Luo thought for a moment and realized that the traitor he mentioned was probably the Holy Master of the Body Refining Altar.

When he looked at Linda again, he almost concluded in his heart that the person with such means and evil karma was probably the reincarnation of the demon soul hiding in the Western Region.

At this moment, a loud "bang" sound came.

High in the desert, where the sky was originally clear, suddenly strong winds blew, and layers of lead-black clouds rolled in, covering the sky for hundreds of miles in an instant.

Everyone didn't know what was going on and just thought it was the method used by the demon monk Linda, but Shen Luo smelled an unusual aura from it.

He glanced at the eminent monks around him and finally understood Linda's purpose.

When he was cultivating the body of hundreds of ghosts, in order to pursue the speed of cultivation, he would never restrict his actions and kill innocent people indiscriminately, so that the killings were excessive and he was burdened with karma.

The cycle of heaven brings unsatisfactory retribution. The more a monk is like this, the more difficult it will be for him to achieve immortality. When he breaks through the Mahayana bottleneck and enters the true immortal stage, the more dangerous the disaster he faces will be.

If ordinary monks survive a narrow escape, they will suffer a thousand deaths. If they want to deal with the catastrophe, they must look for ways to replace the catastrophe, which may not be effective.