Treasure identifying Golden Eyes

Soon, the two sides took back the Buddha bones.

Buddhism also hoped for qi means, Juekong stared at Yang Bo, his expression changed drastically, "How is this possible?"

"Why isn't your luck polluted?"

Everyone in the Tianji team returned, No. 1 pointed at Yang Bo, "This is a disciple of the Buddha, only a disciple of the Buddha can do this?"

Juekong shook his head, "He is not a disciple of the Buddha. Although he has the roots of wisdom, he has not practiced Buddhism!"

"Besides, even if you practice Buddhism, it's hard to avoid the filth!"

Although Juekong had already recited Buddhist scriptures, his body was still contaminated with filth.

Juekong stared at Yang Bo, he was really surprised, how could Yang Bo do it?

You know, after the Buddhist disciples got the Buddha bone, they brought it to the Buddha. Three Buddhas studied the situation of the Buddha bone together.

After the Buddha's study, they themselves were able to avoid being polluted by the filth, but there was no way for other Buddhist practitioners not to be polluted.

Could it be that Yang Bo is really a disciple of Buddha?

Yang Bo stared at Juekong and said, "Master Juekong, you should give up as soon as possible!"

"You must have seen it too. When I use the Buddha bone, it will not be contaminated, but you are different!"

"If it continues, you will inevitably suffer heavy casualties and itching all over your body. I think you don't want to experience this feeling!"

Juekong looked ugly, he shook his head firmly and said, "For the revival of Buddhism, what if we sacrifice?"

"As long as Buddhism flourishes and the light of Buddha illuminates the world, everyone can become a Buddha. Our sacrifice is worth it!"

Yang Bo said: "If you agree to hand over the Buddha bone to me, I can help you get rid of the filth on your body!"

Juekong was stunned and didn't speak for a while.

Juekong turned around and looked at the people around him. Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, but no one spoke.

Obviously, Yang Bo's words moved Juekong's heart. After all, they got rid of the Buddha bones, and they were already contaminated with filth!

The Buddhist sect has occupied the west for many years, and has already taken the Buddha bone from the Flame Mountain. Therefore, the Buddhist sect has a deep research on the Buddha bone.

Juekong and his entourage even witnessed the tragic situation of fellow monks before they died.

The air luck is contaminated by the filthy air, the whole body is itchy, and the air luck is not smooth.

Even if you drink saliva, you may be choked. Some people's hearts beat so violently that they even jumped out of their chests.

Before he died, he was completely unknown, with no luck at all, and doing anything would result in injury or death.

Before coming, Juekong and his party had made an oath in front of the Buddha that they must bring the Buddha bone back.

When they take out the Buddha bones, they will certainly be contaminated with filth, and when they use Buddha bones, they will also be contaminated with filth.

However, according to the Buddha's experiment, as long as it is used no more than three times, the tainted air will not kill you in a short period of time. As long as you find the Buddha and ask him to help you, there will be no serious problems.

However, Juekong and his team took out the Buddha bone once, and they used the Buddha bone to deal with Jin Qingcheng for the second time. In addition to this time, they have used it three times!

If you come down three times, you will definitely die, even the Buddha can't save you!

Jue Ming, a Buddhist cultivator standing behind Jue Kong, stepped forward, "You won't lie to us, will you?"

Yang Bo shook his head, "You can come out and let me have a try!"

Jueming stood up, "Try it!"

Yang Bo took out the black long sword, and he swung the sword in his hand to chop it.

Jueming was taken aback, and quickly took out the golden bowl to block in front of him.

However, the black long sword did not strike the golden bowl, but the void.

Juekong stared fixedly at the top of Jueming's head, he could clearly see that Yang Bo chopped off the filthy Qi Luck.

As a large number of black spots were cut off, the filth was stripped from Jueming's body.

Yang Bo took away the filthy air, but he didn't cut off all the filthy air for the other party, but kept half of it.

Jueming kept his eyes closed, and seemed to be able to faintly feel the changes in his luck.

After a while, Jueming suddenly opened his eyes, he turned to look at Juekong and his party, his face was full of surprise, "I can feel that the filth has been cut off!"

"Now, is the luck above my head completely free from filth?"

Juekong and his team stared at him. They felt that Jueming had betrayed Buddhism, and no one was willing to respond to him.

Jueming didn't notice the change in everyone, he laughed loudly, "Brother Juekong, you all back off and give this place to me!"

"You hand over the Buddha bones to me, and you retreat to a safe distance. My filth is stripped away. I can still bear the filth, but you can't!"

After being contaminated with filth three times, the body will react.

Next, as long as Juekong uses the Buddha bone again, itching, bone pain, and even ominous signs will inevitably occur on his body.

Juekong looked at Jueming, his face was full of shock, they were unwilling to be lured by Yang Bo, just now he felt that Jueming betrayed them.

Unexpectedly, Jueming paid such attention, he got rid of the filth, not for betrayal, but to deal with Yang Bo and his party!

For a moment, Juekong felt that his eyes were about to get wet.

Yang Bo didn't respond, he believed that there are loyal people in Buddhism, but there are also people who are greedy for life and afraid of death.

Although Yang Bo had never seen what would happen to a monk who was contaminated with filth, it must be worse than having his luck cut off and his death!

Soon, Juekong delivered the small coffin to Jueming, and Juekong withdrew the other Buddhist practitioners.

Yang Bo roughly estimated the retreat distance of Juekong and his party. He knew very well that Buddhism had already figured out the pollution range of the filthy air. The distance of Juekong and his party was just enough to avoid being contaminated by the filthy air.

Before, Juekong and his group stood together and no one retreated. It was to prevent Yang Bo from attacking and killing Juekong and taking away the small coffin.

Now, Yang Bo was able to avoid being affected by the filth, which obviously made Juekong and his party hopeless. They had to find a way to deal with Yang Bo.

Holding the small coffin in his hand, Jueming stared at Yang Bo, "You know how to avoid filth, and you can get rid of it. Who are you?"

"Among Buddhism, only the Buddha can do this!"

Yang Bo laughed, "Who do you think I am?"

Jueming stared at Yang Bo, "Buddha reincarnation?"

Yang Bo smiled, but did not respond.

However, this seemed to give Jueming a hint, he stared at Yang Bo, "Which Buddha are you reincarnated?"

Yang Bo stared at Jueming and said, "Master Jueming, I can help you completely remove all the filth from your body!"

"Which Buddha do you think I am?"