Ten Years of Buddhist Cultivation, One Thought into the Devil: the Beginning of Refining Leifeng Pag

　　"Lao Na is the true Buddha. It was you who were deceived by that demon monk Wuxin."

　　"The real Buddha is in front of you, are you still obsessed with enlightenment, and you still haven't woken up?!"

　　The white-robed old monk said so, stomping all kinds of things on the ground with a nine-ringed tin stick in his hand.

　　In an instant, there is really a Buddha's light, and it rises into the sky.

　　in a trance.

　　An incomparably majestic Buddha statue appeared in front of everyone.

　　"I'm going, Tathagata Dharma Body, is this... true?"

　　Everyone was surprised.

　　Seeing this, Yan Chixia hurriedly reminded her.

　　"It can't be real, it's just an illusion, everyone be careful, don't follow this guy's way."

　　He was serious.

　　In the air, Purdue Cihang, who was sitting cross-legged, listened, but let out a long sigh.

　　With a bit of desolation, he said something else.

　　"Ask the Bodhisattva why he is sitting upside down, and sigh that the common people refuse to turn back."

　　"You are so obsessed with it, so today Lao Na can only transform you directly."

　　"Empress Dowager Yinyue, are you willing to help Lao Na?"

　　"The master's house is kind-hearted, and Yinyue is naturally willing."

　　Yin Yue smiled tenderly, and instantly understood something.

　　Turning his hands again, the Tianmoqin appeared again, horizontally in front of him.

　　"Great goodness."

　　Seeing this, Pudu Cihang nodded slightly.

　　After saying this, in the void, he began to recite the scriptures.

　　"Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha on the ground, Namo Amitabha, Namo Amitabha..."

　　Cihang Pudu sat cross-legged above the void and recited scriptures.

　　The lunar moon next to it also cooperates,

　　Played the Tianmo Qin at the right time.

　　The scriptures that Purdue Cihang recited, at first glance, sounded without any problem.

　　But right now, this scripture is in my ears, but it seems to have an inexplicable power.

　　Anyone who hears the sound of this scripture will feel their heads sink this time.

　　Even Yan Chixia was no exception. In a trance, he felt that the scene on all sides had changed.

　　It was as if he had left Nanguo Town and came to the real Buddhist country.

　　Came to Xitian Lingshan.

　　All around are Arhat Bodhisattva, smiling at him.

　　In the middle position, the Buddha sits cross-legged.

　　The real body revealed this time is not someone else, but it is Purdue Cihang!

　　Purdue Cihang looked solemn, and his eyes were full of compassion.

　　This time, he did not speak directly.

　　But at this moment, there is a voice in his heart, like a demon, repeating it repeatedly.

　　That voice said nothing else, it was killing Wuxin!

　　Kill this devil without heart! !

　　It's not loud, but it has a special magic power.

　　As the voices rang out one after another, Yan Chixia's eyes began to gradually turn red.

　　Boundless hatred welled up in his heart, and at this time, he really had the will to kill for Wuxin.

　　Turning his head, holding his sword, he really intends to charge towards Leifeng Pagoda.

　　But fortunately, last minute.

　　Yan Chixia successfully broke through the illusion by relying on the supreme sword intent that he had cultivated before.

　　He got up again, recalling the situation just now, and a layer of cold sweat could not help pouring out of his back.

　　He opened his mouth again, and at the first moment, he naturally shouted to all sides.

　　"This is Suomin Sanskrit!"

　　"This is the sound wave illusion created by Cihang Purdue, which cooperates with the Tianmoqin of the cloudy moon."

　　"Everyone, cover your ears, don't listen! Don't be controlled by the thieves!"

　　He turned his head and yelled loudly in all directions.

　　I want to stop people from acting indiscriminately.

　　But at the moment, apart from him, Sima Sanniang, Yan Hongye, and a few others such as pangolins, the cultivation base of the rest is too low.

　　How can you resist the control of this deadly Sanskrit?

　　……

　　At this time under the control of Sanskrit.

　　They have completely lost their minds.

　　Whether it is a person with a profound and authentic heart, or a person from the Yinyue Dynasty.

　　They all turned their heads in unison.

　　Like zombies, they rushed forward in the direction of Lei Feng Pagoda.

　　There were too many people, and since they were all controlled by demons at this time, they were all brave and not afraid of death.

　　I only know how to rush to kill, and I don't know what it means to be exhausted after returning.

　　Of course, this is not the biggest problem.

　　The biggest problem is that right now, most of the people rushing to the front are people with authentic profound hearts...  

　　It is Yan Chixia and their close friends.

　　If it's really against each other, that's fine.

　　If she is ruthless, Yan Chixia is not a kind-hearted person, she can also kill a killer by gritting her teeth.

　　But now that I know that these people are controlled by inner demons and are in an unconscious state, they do not want to attack.

　　This made Yan Chixia and the others on their side, how could they do it?

　　There were even pangolins and ginseng essence a few times during the period.

　　They were all stopped by Yan Chixia.

　　……

　　One side is not afraid of death, the other side is tied.

　　Under such circumstances, Yan Chixia, although they were present, belonged to the highest realm group, they had to fall into the disadvantage at this moment.

　　It can only be passively defended, and it is completely useless.

　　Being pressed step by step.

　　Directly back to the vicinity of Leifeng Pagoda.

　　Look at this situation.

　　The Yinyue, who was playing the Tianmoqin in the field, raised the corner of his mouth at this time, bringing a sneer directly.

　　Looking at the expression, it means that he wants to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger.

　　The movements of the fluctuating Tianmoqin in his hands all slowed down a lot.

　　And his movements here, but just stopped.

　　Next to Purdue Cihang, he spoke immediately and spoke to her.

　　"Don't take it lightly, don't forget that our real opponents are not the guys in front of us at all, but the black-robed monk in the middle. Right now, he is at a critical time for soul refining. We must take him down in one go. Otherwise, , when his soul training is over, we will be in trouble."

　　 Hmm, are you trying to kill someone?

　　I think you are coveting the two thousand-year-old ginseng essences under this unintentional monk.

　　Yin Yue listened without saying anything.

　　In his heart, he was unhappy, and snorted coldly.

　　But having said that.

　　He turned his head again and swept across the field.

　　In the depths of his eyes, there was a flash of fiery heat.

　　I couldn't help feeling emotional for a while in my heart, and my heart said that it was really good luck to be called the stinky monk Wuxin.

　　Leifeng Pagoda in Jinshan Temple, not to mention the thirty-six Buddha bone relics, just the two thousand-year-old ginseng essence is enough to make people coveted.

　　I don't know what means this unintentional monk used.

　　It even allowed them to follow him with peace of mind.

　　That being the case, don't blame others for targeting.

　　Every husband is not guilty, and he is guilty of his crime.

　　It doesn't kill you, but who does it kill?

　　Thinking about it, the Tianmoqin in Yinyue's hand instantly played several sound waves! .