My Past Life Simulator

  Chapter 532 531 [The Left Hand of God]

  In the main hall, what do you say?

   It cannot be said that the layout is simple, but can only be described in two words - shabby, it is not at all like a so-called rich man donating money to build it, but rather like money laundering in the name of donation.

  Besides a mud Buddha statue that is so big that it is close to the top of the hall, a few unlit oil lamps, and four Dharma protectors that are half shorter than the Buddha statue, there is nothing else.

  The four protector gods, He Zhao, couldn't help observing carefully, secretly thinking something interesting!

  They look a hundred times more beautiful than the Nishuo Buddha statue in the center. The golden body and precious stones can be called the carvings of masters, all of which show their preciousness.

'Um? It looks like some kind of formation? '

  The positions of the four Dharma Protectors fit well with their respective **** names.

  East is compassionate, protects all living beings, and protects the country's heavenly king who protects the country. The whole is white, wearing armor, holding a lute made of pure gold.

  The south is the king of growth who can pass on orders to all living beings, grow good roots, and protect and uphold the Dharma. The whole body is blue, holding a jade sword in his hand.

  The West observes the world with the eyes of the sky at any time and protects the people. Wearing red armor all over his body, he is the leader of the group of dragons, with a red dragon carved from ruby ​​wrapped around his hands.

   In the north, Duowen Tianwang is well-known in all directions for subduing demons and protecting the merits of all beings. Wearing an armor made of emeralds on his body, he holds a precious umbrella in his right hand, which is inlaid with gems of various colors. The left hand lies on the **** mouse, which is forged from gold, implying treasure hunting.

  ‘Good guy, it’s all on the four guardian gods. '

   Not to mention the weapons of the four gods, just the armor on their bodies, just taking off a piece of it, is enough to be able to gain a foothold in Shangyang City and spend a lifetime comfortably.

  He Zhao circled around the four protector gods. Although he hadn't systematically studied the formations in this world, he had seen many of them when he was squeezing Wang Zhao, so he naturally had some insight.

  Close your eyes and carefully recall the construction style of the main hall and the resort at the foot of the mountain.

  'Okay, triple formation. '

  Yamashita is the first and temporarily unknown formation. The main hall on the top of the mountain is the second formation, and the last four gods are also the third formation.

   The defense is quite tight.

  'Possessed body is tricky. '

   As the voice fell, purple spots of light spilled from his golden eyes.

   These are split thoughts unique to the possessed cunning, they overflow from the eyes, and drift to the inside and outside of the hall with the wind.

  The novice monk who was cleaning outside had a flash of purple light in his eyes, and immediately returned to his normal appearance.

  After that, he turned around and left the hall, walking all the way to the young monks.

   "I ask you, who is in the temple?"

   "In addition to our twenty-five young novice monks, there are nineteen great virtuous and eminent monks." One of the young novice monks replied with a slightly dull expression and a somewhat stiff tone.

  A great virtuous monk?

   "Do you know where they come from?"

   "Plateau!"

"oh?"

"The young monks who are in charge of serving the eminent monks once said that sometimes the eminent monks gather together and talk in plateau language. And, every year, people from the Bufa Temple come to the temple to take a break. When the two sides talk, they don't seem to be strangers. People. Personally, I think the eminent monks are from Bufa Monastery.”

   Match up, all match up.

  The mature version of the Mahayana Buddha, or the timeline without his participation, the Mahayana Buddha was cut to pieces by the people of Bufa Temple with the supreme Buddhist artifact, the golden knife.

   "Eminent monk in the temple, can you explain some taboos to you?"

   "Yes, the nineteen masters said that they should not get close to the four guardian gods. Once violated, they will be expelled from the temple, their memories will be erased, and they will return to ordinary life."

   How cruel!

  All the little novice monks have cultivated themselves. After seeing the magnificent and splendid cultivation world, no one would be willing to become a mortal again.

  In this way, he is more sure that what he wants may be hidden in the huge Buddha statue.

   Having said that, why should the body of the Mahayana Buddha be placed in Shangyang City?

  Why don't you stay on the plateau by your side and take strict care of it.

  ‘Forget it, why think so much? The most urgent task is to obtain one-seventh of the body of the Mahayana Buddha. Unfortunately, it is not clear which part it is. '

   Turned around again, and stepped into the hall again.

   Coming to the edge of the four guardian gods, he hesitated whether to take it by force.

  Bufa Temple, one-seventh of the divine body, combining the two, the formation is definitely not simple.

  He Zhao didn't think that he could hide the truth, otherwise it would be a trifling matter for the family to inherit the law for thousands of years.

   "Om—"

   As he was thinking, his eyes were filled with purple mist.

  The rest of the scattered light spots, or thought-split bodies, send back messages one by one, possessing the spirits of monks and monks in the temple, and can "rebel" them anytime, anywhere.

   "Ho!"

   After checking it, I couldn't help but exclaimed.

  Let’s not talk about the little novice, a group of guys who are not threatening.

  However, the eighteen masters are quite terrifying.

  Master!

  Thinking back then, the current head of the family branch of Shangyang City was at best a cultivator at the rank of a guru. Not long ago, Fang Kankan was promoted to Dharma Protector due to the incident at the Buddhist Exhibition Hall.

   It can be seen from this that the guru is rare.

  Even in the Bufa Temple of the Bufa World, there are not many such people in the family branch.

  As we all know, a mage needs to choose the three ways of body, mouth and secret.

  Guru has only one choice!

   That is to cultivate one's own cunning to the level of **** cunning. In the same way, the Dharma Guardian is to train the blood-colored cunning to the point of the purple cunning king.

  His Holiness?

   I don’t know yet, maybe when he returns to the file and returns to three hundred years ago again, he can ask the knowledgeable Bechava.

  Beceva: "."

  It’s okay, Bechava, and it’s okay to read the scriptures, it’s really you.

   "There are 19 eminent monks in the temple, and 18 of them are masters. The rest of them can only be Dharma protectors!" Or, it was much more serious than he imagined, and some of them were Dharma kings above Dharma protectors.

   "The bone is a bit tough to crack, but I'll take a bite anyway."

   Don't underestimate the players, the useless garbage in the game can make you excited for a long time in your hands. Why use skins that you don't have, one by one yelling to recharge, recharge, or FMD recharge.

  Now there is a golden mountain in front of him, for a player like him who is greedy and not afraid of death. If you can't evacuate, it will be tens of thousands of times more uncomfortable than killing him.

   "Chi Liu—"

  Greedy and sneaky, he got out of his celestial cap, his eyes looked at the Buddha statue that was a hair's breadth away from the top of the temple, and a series of saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth.

   "Give it to me!"

  He pointed at the four guardian gods, and said to his dog legs.

   "Ah woo—"

  The big mouth that occupies the entire face is inflated to the limit.

   One bite, and swallowed the statue of the Southern Growth King.

   "Gudong!"

   Immediately afterwards, the throat swelled dozens of times, and it was swallowed directly into the stomach pouch.

   "Hoo—"

   A mouthful of pitch-black firefly covered the whole body, trying its best to help it digest and dissolve.

  When the gluttonous eater ate the statue in one bite, the great monks in the temple opened their eyes almost at the same time.

   "Not good, someone did something to the body of the Mahayana Buddha."

   "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

   A series of eighteen powerful momentums rose to the sky.

   In the blink of an eye, they broke through from the living area behind the temple to the inside of the main hall.

   "Bold!"

   Wait until they all wait and come to the main hall.

  Gluttony has already started to bite the third statue, and swallowed it in one gulp in front of the eighteen masters.

   "Amitabha."

   Behind the eighteen people, an old monk slowly appeared.

  His walking is extremely slow, like an old man in his dying years, who may blow out the wax at any time. However, every time you take a small step, you can move forward a lot, which seems to shrink the ground into an inch.

   "Abbot!"

   A group of people hurriedly saluted, but the enemy did not forget the rules, which showed the prestige of the old monk.

"kill!"

   Don't look at the abbot's benevolent face, but speaking will cost people's lives.

"yes."

   As soon as the voice fell, **** traces flashed across their bodies, and there were seals pinched on their hands.

   "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

  All kinds of attacks, among which there are cunning iron rules for killing, and there are also fierce and violent signs. In short, it gathered into a torrent, and all of them bombarded the abbot.

  At the critical moment, possessing a split body with treacherous thoughts, he instantly hinted at them mentally, changed the target of the attack, and stabbed the old monk fiercely in the back.

  The might of the 18 people joining forces immediately shattered the hall.

  Wait until the smoke and dust slowly fell, revealing the abbot who was just a broken monk's robe.

  His exposed body is shriveled, old, and bony.

   "?"

  He Zhao couldn't help squinting his eyes, and it can only be said that he is a highly respected abbot.

   Unexpectedly, it was unscathed.

   Ideas are tricky!

   Besides, why does he feel that this person looks familiar?

  Could it be, we met each other in Shangyang City before.

   "Rub—"

  The old monk standing in place suddenly disappeared, and then he penetrated the position where He Zhao was standing.

"Um?"

  The abbot turned his head suspiciously, he clearly felt the strange intruder's position. Why the fist didn't hit, as if there really was no one there.

'So fast! '

  To be honest, the old monk's movements are the fastest one that Ruthless Zhao has ever seen.

   In a blink of an eye, the fist directly "penetrated" himself.

  Thanks to the invisible ability of Yitong Gui, if the opponent does not see him, any attack can only return in vain.

  In addition, the famous ruthless man with sharp eyes saw the flashing purple awn on the opponent.

  'A tricky king? Fortunately, it's just a mere guardian. '

   Guessing, the trick of the old monk is to strengthen his own ability. Otherwise, there was no reason why he could resist the attacks of the eighteen masters who tried their best, and there was no reason why he was so fast that he almost couldn't react.

   No matter what, he is also a person who became a **** in the flesh.

   The two sides fought a wave, and the gluttonous ghost had already attacked the huge Buddha statue.

  Although there is no black firefly support, its digestion ability is terrifying enough.

   Taking advantage of the fight between the two groups, they digested the two statues in a row.

   "Rub—"

  A flash of purple light flashed on the abbot's body again, and he sprinted in front of the gluttonous and treacherous body with lightning speed. Aim at the left hand of the Buddha statue standing on top of its head, and strike hard.

   "Crack!"

  The huge bergamot swirls out, and the old monk falls behind.

   "Rub—"

  His speed is unparalleled, but someone is faster than the old monk.

  The whole person surnamed He was like lightning, and he chased after Buddha's hand almost in the blink of an eye.

   In a daze, the old monk seemed to see a young man, tilting his head and showing him a sarcastic smile.

  When He Zhao's hand touched the shriveled skin exposed on the Buddha's hand, he felt powerless all over his body, and waves of weakness spread throughout his body.

   "???"

  In the next second, Yitonggui's invisible ability was broken, and he revealed his true face in full view.

   Moreover, the eighteen masters who were brutally controlled by the thought-splitting body immediately showed expressions of relief.

  Control, release!

what happened?

   Before he could figure out the reason, a tremendous force came from his back.

   "Boom——"

  A huge violent noise made Wuming Laoshan tremble three times.

"boom!"

   "Boom!"

  The former is the sound of the Buddha statue's arm falling to the ground, while the latter is the sound of the ruthless Zhao Zhao being punched and flying to the ground.

  The abbot stood in the previous position, maintaining the posture of attacking with all his strength.

  And his body was filled with a lot of purple mist, and his eyes were even more shining with purple awns, which was extraordinary and evil.

   "Bury it."

  The abbot is a kind-hearted person. Although the other party is aiming at the arm of the Mahayana Buddha, since he died, everything disappears, and it is just a place to be buried.

  “.”

  The eighteen masters looked at each other, feeling in their hearts that the abbot was really kind.

  After giving instructions to all the monks, the old monk walked up to Gluttony Gui step by step.

   "Why is it so similar to the Li Gui who has delayed three generations of eminent monks in our temple?" Frowning, he walked around the king and murmured to himself.

"Hey, maybe I'm thinking too much. The world is so big, there are so many monsters with similar abilities, and there is no shortage of a gluttonous monster." After the words fell, he took out a monster inlaid with gold and gold from the tattered monk's robe. Gemstone Gabala Bowl.

   "Put it in the bone bowl first, and then let someone hand it over to Master Sangji." After saying that, the abbot was about to hold the ceremony, but he suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a gaze that was close at hand, staring at him?

   Then, the subconscious raised his head.

  I saw Gluttony and Sly, staring at him viciously.

   "No!"

  He clearly walked behind the King of Lu, how could the other party turn back?

  Wrapped in the Buddha statue is the left arm of the legendary Mahayana Buddha. The ability of that left hand is that anyone who touches it will inevitably be sealed. In the words of modern people, it is a crash, a downtime, and a strike.

  Obviously, the intangible ability of the strange intruder and the ability to control the monks under him all fell into a panic.

  Why, this trick that can only swallow and digest Buddha statues can still move?

  In fact, he underestimated He Zhao's ability.

   Leaving aside its immortal body, just the divine bone, divine blood, and divine flesh, the combination of the three, the physical body is definitely far beyond the so-called fleshy golden body of Bufa Temple.

  His cunning is indeed powerful, and his power is extremely powerful.

  However, wanting to kill Ruthless Zhao with one punch is really a dream.

  As for the deadlock ability of Mahayana Buddha's left hand, it is true that Yitong ghosts, possessing ghosts, and even substitute ghosts that have not yet been shot are all invalid.

  The problem is that the gluttonous cunning is no ordinary cunning king, how can ordinary cunning be like it, consuming massive resources.

   So, while it's affected briefly, it's not a big deal.

  It just crashed for a while, and then it completely returned to normal.

"impossible!"

  The abbot looked at the mouth occupying his face in front of him with a look of disbelief.

   Before he could recover from his astonishment, his gluttonous and treacherous mouth instantly expanded to its limit.

   "Ah woo—"

   With one mouthful, the eyes of the eighteen masters were about to burst, and they swallowed the abbot.

  (end of this chapter)