my fox wife

Chapter 561 Buddha's golden body
Upon hearing that Liu Chuan had died, Liu Zhuangshi, who was his son, could still sit there, tears streaming down his face, and rushed to the ring in a broken mood. When he was hit once, sadness rushed straight to his brain, making his gallbladder violent.

"Father." Liu Zhuangshi raised his head and yelled, shaking Liu Chuan's body, "Ah~~~~, Daddy."

Although the Buddhism and Taoism Conference didn't say that it would be until death, if the other party didn't admit defeat and must continue to fight, it couldn't stop the people on the ring from stopping unless one of them surrendered.

"I really didn't expect that Liu Chuan, the head teacher of the first faction, died like this."

I couldn't bear the broken shoes, clasped my hands together, lowered my head, with a sad look on my face.

Li Dianfeng didn't have any distress, but felt that it was unnecessary.

"This round will be considered a tie, lift the person down, and everyone will continue."

A Taoist priest stood between the two corpses on the ring, and Tuo opened his arms to look at the masters of Buddhism and Taoism.

Many Taoist monks from Buddhism and Taoism came to the stage, carried two stretchers, carried the corpses off the stage, and placed them in various places, and the fighting continued on the ring.

Because someone died on the stage, the masters of the two religions did not dare to take the stage easily. What if they met another person who was not afraid of death and ended up like Tingdi Liu Chuan?

"Bring the body up to Xiaoleiyin Temple, and I'll go up and collect Tingdi's body." Li Dianfeng said to the Buddhist mother next to him.

"Ah."

The Buddha's mother took out her mobile phone and called to order someone to carry the body to the backyard of Xiaoleiyin Temple.

As for Liu Chuan's body, it was placed outside. At this time, Liu Zhuangshi was kneeling next to his father's body, crying like hell, and slapping Liu Chuan's chest while crying.

Li Dianfeng is now a monk, and has changed his appearance. No one knows him, and he got up and left without arousing suspicion from others.

Originally, Mo Tong was also coming, but when Li Dianfeng got up, he glared at her and shook his head, Mo Tong just pouted and stayed in Lan Zixun's arms obediently.

Walk up to Xiaoleiyin Temple, volley to the backyard of Xiaoleiyin Temple, and find Tingdi's body with the magic pupil.

The corpse was lying on a stretcher similar to that used to carry patients in the hospital. The severed head was placed on the neck, and the palm that fell on the ground was also placed back on the left wrist. Since the left palm had been away from the wrist for a long time, Li Dianfeng had just volleyed to his side At that time, his left palm had already taken shape and turned into an elephant's hoof.

Li Dianfeng looked at it for a while, took out the Arhat golden bell, and urged it into the golden bell with spiritual energy. The bell under the golden bell shook and let out a buzzing sound, and a suction force sucked Tingdi's body in.

After finishing it, Li Dianfeng noticed the sound of volleying from behind him. Looking back, he saw Liu Zhuangshi volleying towards the sky with tears in his face and holding a silver sword.

"Leave the monk's body, and I will let you die happily."

Li Dianfeng's appearance changed, and he couldn't recognize him.

"Amitabha, why is the donor like this?"

Li Dianfeng pretended to be a master, put his hands together, and bowed to Liu Zhuangshi.

"How can you not avenge the murder of your father, get out of here."

Liu Zhuangshi's face was still very angry.

Although this person is very two, he is still very filial.

"Everyone is dead, how do you report it?" Li Dianfeng asked.

Tingdi is also dead, so report yourself.

"I want to destroy his body, dig out his heart, draw his blood, throw him into the filthy pool, and destroy his soul, so as to vent my hatred of losing my father." Liu Zhuang's mouth trembled like strings, and his whole body trembled, as if he was about to lose control up.

I can't tell that this Liu Zhuangshi is quite filial to his father. I thought he was a heartless person. I didn't expect to care about family affection so much. It seems that I had a little understanding of him before. I thought Liu Zhuangshi was a despicable and shameless villain. Looking at it now That's not the case, he also has a good side.

But he was quite ruthless, and even wanted to throw Tingdi's internal organs into a place that was not dirty and rubbish, to destroy Tingdi's soul.

You must know that Buddhism pays attention to supernatural powers. There is a theory of reincarnation in the afterlife. Because monks are people who do good deeds and accumulate virtue, they have the most chances of reincarnation. If Tingdi's internal organs are put into a place that is not dirty, it will destroy his soul. Not only does it cause the soul to be entangled with evil spirits, but it also suffers endless pain. This guy is quite vicious.

"Amitabha, benefactor, your father and he died fighting for Buddhism and Taoism. There is no other crime. You shouldn't pursue it too much. Get out of here."

Li Dianfeng couldn't pretend to be gentle, and the tone behind him was a bit arrogant.

"Let me go, let's see if you have the ability." Liu Zhuangshi took the sword he used, and came from the air, attacking Li Dianfeng's right wrist.

He saw that Tingdi's body was put into the Arhat Golden Bell, and he wanted to snatch the Arhat Golden Bell, release Tingdi's body, and then dissect the body.

Li Dianfeng couldn't use his previous cultivation, he could only use the cultivation of the Buddha Mother to import into his body. Since he had never used it, he didn't know how to make a move. Seeing Liu Zhuang's ten stabs, he didn't know how to deal with it.

Fortunately, I reacted quickly and was not hurt by him.

"Little monk, hand over the body, and the poor will let you go. Seeing that you have no cultivation, the poor will not kill you." Liu Zhuangshi fell to the ground, pointing his sword at the monk in front of him.

Little did he know that this monk was Li Dianfeng who had bullied and humiliated him.

However, Liu Zhuangshi's tone at this time made Li Dianfeng feel that Liu Zhuangshi was a pretty good person, and that Lao Tzu was killed, and he was still sane.

"You can defeat the poor monk."

Li Dianfeng was upset that the other party underestimated him.

"That's offended."

Liu Zhuangshi resorted to the move that Lao Tzu used in the arena, and swung two X-shaped swords towards Li Dianfeng.

Li Dianfeng didn't dodge, just stood there motionless, watching the sharp X-shaped sword energy soaring towards him, Liu Zhuang thought that the X-shaped sword energy would cut through the young monk, but he didn't expect a golden and transparent monk. , the arhat wearing billiard-sized beads around his neck expanded and grew taller according to the figure of a little monk made up by Li Dianfeng, blocking the two sword qi.

The X-shaped sword energy hit Luo Han in front of him, like a basin of water was poured over it, without any effect.

"Are you Ziqi?" Liu Zhuangshi frowned.

The words just fell.

"Drink." The golden arhat, who was exactly the same as the little monk made up by Li Dianfeng, shouted angrily, fisted with his right hand, and sent Liu Zhuangshi flying down the mountain.

Li Dianfeng looked up at this golden monk. This golden and translucent monk was about five meters tall. At this time, he was standing on top of his head with his fists clenched, looking fiercely at the front. The make-up looks the same, the figure is scary, a pair of chest muscles burst out, and the eight-pack abs are neatly arranged in front of the abdomen, like steamed buns, but he is not wearing any clothes, just wearing a pair of cartoon boxer underwear. It's what I'm wearing now.

After about ten seconds, the arhat gradually disappeared transparently.

It was inevitable that Liu Zhuang would come again, Li Dianfeng immediately volleyed down the mountain, returned to the octagonal tent, and continued to watch the battle.

When Li Dianfeng entered the tent, he was immediately dumbfounded, because Mo Tong actually entered the ring, and the opponent was a broken shoe
(End of this chapter)