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

Although there is a lot of understanding of Yinyang Temple.

Zhang Hedao and Mao Qishui did not expect that Kong Jie, who is one of the three ancient temples, presides over it.

How could he lower his posture so low.

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Chapter 175 Blinking down the devil?

Hidden night group cave sky space.

The atmosphere is a little weird.

Although the empty ring is the great power of the small earthly fruit, it has lowered its posture.

Look for the door to pray for help from the Hidden Night Group.

Although his Yinyang Temple is a Buddhist influence, he doesn't make trouble every day like Dajue Temple.

There is a deep grudge with the hidden night group.

Yinyang Temple has always kept its ears to the outside world, and only practiced happiness meditation.

Naturally, they will not cause trouble, and there will be no conflicts with the Yin Ye group.

This... is also the reason why Kong Jie, who has the confidence to come to ask for help.

Regardless of righteousness or selfishness, the Yin Ye Group seems to have no reason to reject Kong Jie.

He came to the door so proactively that he lowered his posture.

In a way, this is naturally a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for the Yin Ye Group!

After all... When will the Yinye Group be able to easily intervene in the affairs of the Buddhist sect?

The empty ring is also ready.

After this time, the Buddhism in Yunshan City was completely weakened.

He also didn't want to see such a scene appear.

How can there be eggs under the overturned nest?

When it comes to right and wrong, the empty precept can still tell the difference.

only...

"Why do you two hesitate? If you suspect the poor monk's layout and try to plan the Yinye Group, the poor monk can bind his mana and let the two benefactors take him into custody."

"The matter in Xicheng District cannot be dragged on any longer!"

Kong Jie thought that it was Zhang Hedao who didn't trust him.

Immediately, he picked up the magic seal in his hand, and sealed his mana on the spot.

In an instant, the aura grew from a small mortal fruit, and became only a little better than ordinary people.

The sincerity is enough to make people move.

however.

The expressions of Zhang Hedao and Mao Qishui became even more embarrassing.

"Ahem... Kong Jie presiding officer, there is no need to be so anxious, I think so... the one in Dajue Temple in Xicheng District, what if it is the reincarnation of the real Buddha?"

Zhang Hedao cleared his throat and thought of a reason.

"That's right!" Mao Qishui immediately nodded in support, "Although the gods and Buddhas don't appear now, judging from all the signs in the world, the appearance of the gods and Buddhas may not be impossible!"

"This..."

Hearing this, Kong Jie's anxious face became calm a little bit.

He muttered in his mouth, recalling bits and pieces of the time when the Dajue Temple entered Xicheng District.

The vision of heaven and earth cannot be faked.

The pure and bright Buddha light seems to be able to cleanse people's hearts, but it cannot be faked either.

The only doubt is.

The other party's Buddhist system is unheard of and unseen!

It really looks abrupt and weird!

From the bottom of my heart, the empty ring is the same as the solid god, and I don't want to believe that it is the coming of the real Buddha.

But right now, Zhang Hedao and Mao Qishui mentioned this matter.

They are the controllers of the hidden night group in Yunshan City.

Even they are all speculative and skeptical.

"Could it be... Is the poor monk thinking too much? Is this a blessing for Buddhism?"

Kong Jie began to develop self-doubt.

The slightly honest face looked a little confused at the moment.

Zhang Hedao and Mao Qishui, on the other hand, held back their smiles and put on a serious face.

"Don't worry, host Kongjie. I've already informed the powerful members of the Yinye group, and I will always pay attention to the matter in Xicheng District."

"When the time comes, you will know the real Buddha and the fake Buddha at a glance."

This statement came out.

It was like giving Kong Jie a shot in the arm, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

And then...

The atmosphere became a little awkward again.

Two Taoist priests, one descendant of Gu art, and one temple host.

No matter how you look at it, they don't seem like people who can mix together.

Now that we get together, the embarrassment is a little embarrassing.

Zhang Hedao obviously didn't intend to let Kong Jie leave just like that.

He is well aware of the matter in Xicheng District.

I know what the future of Xicheng District will be like.

Yinyang Temple, a special force in Buddhism, may not be able to become a helping force.

The development of the West District.

According to the plan of Tang Sanfu, two of the three ancient temples will be removed.

The decline of Dajue Temple and King Kong Temple is inevitable.

The Yinyang Temple has a unique style of school, and they don't like to make troubles, and Kong Jie can also distinguish right from wrong.

The Hidden Night Group has never been an existence that takes eradicating any forces as its mission.

Under such circumstances, reaching some conditions with Kong Jie turned it into a boost.

Naturally it would be a good choice...

The skyline of Xicheng District.

The magic energy and the Buddha's light formed a sharp contrast.

only.

In that glorious day, in front of the Buddha's light of Zhongzheng and peace.

The rising magic energy and the pitch-black magic flame are like hitting the nemesis.

As long as you touch it a little, it will be dispelled by the Buddha's light, turning into black smoke and dissipating between heaven and earth.

Compared with the huge, ferocious and terrifying demon head.

The figure shrouded in the Buddha's light is so small and insignificant.

But even so.

Monks can feel it too.

The devil's fear of the "Technology Buddha"!

"Evil obstacles, endangering the common people, and causing chaos in the world, I will definitely not forgive you this time."

Before the terrifying devil could make a move.

"Technology Buddha" does not seem to want to waste time.

The bright Buddha's light became more and more blazing all of a sudden.

Directly shrouded in the past toward that demon head.

Gatling Bodhisattva also assisted from the side.

The Buddha's light bullets with blue fire "da da da" poured out without money.

The dense golden barrage directly cut off the devil's retreat path.

The bright bullets of the Buddha's light fell on the hideous and terrifying body, making a palpitating "sizzling" corrosion sound.

However, it was unable to continue to penetrate the body of the devil.

After swallowing Gushen, the devil seems to be more and more difficult to deal with.

At least... the monks and believers in Xicheng District think so.

Actually.

Gatling Bodhisattva, from the beginning to the end, there is a lot of thunder and little rain.

No effort at all!

Tang Sanzan has no self-abuse tendencies.

Let Gatling Bodhisattva come out to show his face, and it is enough to cooperate with acting.

The ultimate goal of everything.

It is always to set off the power of the "Technology Buddha".

This... is the topic!

"Go to hell!"

Seemed to be irritated by Gatling Bodhisattva's Buddha Light bullet.

The devil roared, and the devil wings behind him suddenly evolved into countless terrifying tentacles.

Forcibly withstood the Buddha's light bullet, and even kept attacking and approaching Gatling Bodhisattva.

Seeing the time when he is about to contact him.

"Amitabha... Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately, and the evil obstacles will not wake up!!!"

A sound of anger, as if the power of heaven descended.

A gigantic golden ancient clock instantly emerged from the surface of the big devil.

Enveloping it inside, the radiant Buddha light emanates from the clock wall.

Immediately, the terrifying demon let out bursts of shrill roars, and began to struggle crazily.

"Damn!!"

"Do not!!!"

Let Tang San buried his slightly embarrassing screams.

Under his control, it was issued through the magic armor.

The golden ancient clock seems to possess infinite power.

Wrapped around the devil, it kept shrinking, and finally turned into the size of a bell.

It fell into the palm of that figure's palm in the great sun of Buddha's light.