Resurgence of Terror: Three Burials of Poor Monks, Funeral Burials

When the three words "that vein" are mentioned.

The tone of the figure in the Buddha's light has obviously changed a little.

Even the state of mind has created waves.

Xin Yuan who has cultivated "He Xin Tong" to perfection.

In an instant, he noticed this wave.

From it, I read a faint emotion called "fear"!

Xin Yuan, who was indifferent to the world, suddenly had a different look in his eyes.

For the legendary "that lineage", this makes the master dare not even mention the existence of the name.

Xin Yuan was rarely interested.

Regarding the existence of that vein, Xin Yuan only had a half-knowledge from his master.

After all, limited by its identity, it is doomed not to know too much about the secrets of Buddhism.

"Go..."

I noticed a different look in Xin Yuan's eyes.

The complexion of the figure in the Buddha's light changed slightly, he spit out two words indifferently and stopped speaking.

Xin Yuan stood up, looked calmly at the Buddha's light, and said slowly:

"Master...can you go with another person? The poor monk is tired of fighting and fighting, and just wants to study the principles of Buddhist scriptures day and night, in order to seek the way of detachment."

"It's up to you, go."

The voice in the Buddha's radiant day took on a bit of coldness.

The tone cannot be denied.

"Amitabha..."

Xin Yuan had no choice but to bow down and salute, then turned and left.

A look in his eyes that looked like a glow on his back fell on his leaving figure.

Like a warning, like a threat...

In the Buddhist land.

There is a special place.

This is not the residence of the monks, nor is it a place to worship the Buddha.

It is a place like livestock.

The simple fence surrounded countless monsters that were forced to be unable to transform into bodies.

The monster inside has numb eyes and no charm.

There is no agility and wildness of the monster creatures from outside.

They are all mounts or pets of some powerful Buddhists in the Buddhist land.

After being bored by the Buddhist powers, he threw it here and ignored it.

When I think about it, maybe a monk will come and ride a monster for a walk, to show that he is different.

The figure of Xin Yuan wearing cassock slowly walked to this place.

In Gujing Wubo's eyes, waves finally appeared.

And those numb monsters also had strange colors in their pupils.

Xin Yuan's eyes were filled with remorse and apology.

In their eyes, there is almost endless anger and sadness.

That anger is not directed at Heart Ape, but at Buddhism!

That desolation is for what it used to be.

although...

There are almost all monsters in this place like a livestock grazing place.

It was all brought back by the master himself in order to completely cut off the mortal obsession of the heart ape.

They don't hate apes.

The monkey in front of him was the pride of the demon clan back then, but he was no longer it.

The simple monkey back then is long gone.

Even the God of War and the monkey method that was first cultivated.

They were all obliterated abruptly, and they switched to Buddha Dharma...

Chapter 158 As long as I have no face, I will not lose face

something.

It seems destined to be a tragedy.

The saddest thing is that it can't even arouse the thought of breaking itself.

Xinyuan stood on the edge of the fence for a long time, gradually lost in thought.

Looking at the countless monster creatures in front of him, imprisoned here, living like animals.

Its state of mind can't produce too many fluctuations.

Even the regret and apology in his eyes continued to fade away.

Until it returns to the state of Gujing without waves.

The saddest thing... is that you can't even produce the emotion of sadness.

After all, Heart Ape is not the pride of the demon clan.

It is a converted monkey, unable to violate the will of Buddhism.

"Ugh……"

A long sigh came from Xin Yuan's mouth.

The monkey in cassock could only turn around and leave in the end.

Although these monsters can only live a little better under its care.

Once it leaves, it will become the target of wanton bullying by Buddhist disciples.

But Xinyuan had no choice but to carry out the master's order.

Otherwise... I am afraid that none of these monster creatures in front of me will survive.

They are its obsessions, but also its flaws.

After killing them, Xin Yuan may completely "become a Buddha", cut everything away, and suddenly become enlightened.

But Heart Ape cannot comprehend this level by himself.

It can't do it, and it doesn't want to do it. That was its last stubbornness.

Similarly...the so-called master is unwilling to do so.

It's not because I'm worried that Xinyuan will feel resentful because of this, on the contrary.

These monster creatures are his means to check and balance the heart ape, and they are also the shackles he puts on the heart ape!

The talent of Heart Ape...is truly terrifying, so terrifying that he can easily surpass his master.

Therefore, these shackles cannot be easily killed, but let them live in front of the heart ape.

This...is the figure in the great day of Buddha's light before.

The real reason that makes Heart Ape bring back its former friends!

Xinyuan has always been wrong, thinking that once he rejects the master's will.

He will kill these monster creatures and make himself regret for life.

I don't know.

These monster race creatures are the fetters of the monster clan's genius, not the current one.

Once they are killed, it will only make them completely cut off from the past, and the idea of ​​"becoming a Buddha" will be more accessible.

This is not the result that the master wants to see.

The former master valued the monkey's talent, so he taught him to Buddhism.

Destroy the cultivation base of its monster clan, and switch to the method of Buddhism.

Now, because he is afraid of his apprentice's talent, he is afraid that a monkey will surpass him.

Therefore, he set up shackles for him, and let the monks in the Buddhist land reject him without moving.

In the end, he could calmly ask, "Have you ever hated the poor monk?"

This is called "air capacity".

......

A new day comes.

Tang Sanzan pushed open the door of the meditation room and stepped out to enjoy the baptism of the sun.

That warm feeling is always pleasing to the spirit.

"Without Dahong's cry, without Liu Mengyan's presence, this kind of life is really a bit monotonous."

Tang Sanzan curled his lips and sighed with emotion.

Yawned and stretched.

There was a crisp sound from all the muscles and bones in his body.

After a moment.

On Tang Sanzan's delicate and handsome face, there was a faint smile.

Muttering to himself: "It's time to meet the abbot of the King Kong Temple..."

The voice fell.

A faint demonic energy surged, black and red, and a ferocious armor burning with demonic flames.

Instantly wrapped his figure.

The tyrannical aura of the peak of Dao Merging Realm was well controlled by Tang Sanzan, and did not leak out in the slightest.

Gently clenching a fist, the kind of power that makes people feel in control.

It is indeed fascinating.

No wonder Si Junfeng would use all means to betray the will of his ancestors and lay out for a long time.

Also devour the group of zombies in the "Little Hades".

Relying on the background of the group of zombies and Si Junfeng's preparations.

【Devil Lord】From the extreme peak of Faxiang Realm, one leap directly possesses the power of the peak of Dao Merging Realm.

Few people can achieve such a terrifying span and improvement in a very short period of time.

In this world, there is nothing more satisfying than the sudden increase in one's own strength.

Tang Sanbu is no exception.

It's just... he followed his own bottom line.

Draw a clear boundary between yourself and the beast, so you won't lose yourself.

Power controls people, and people control power.

Tang Sanbu is still very clear.

And... while improving his abilities, he would not choose to be abandoned when he cultivated.