Sweeping Monk, Go Down the Mountain at Full Level

Xu Changsheng snorted coldly, like an angry vajra, his eyes flashing with electric light, sweeping around.

"Where did the wild monk come from!"

"This is the Holy Land of the Yan Kingdom, and non-official officials of the fifth rank of the imperial court are not allowed to enter!"

"Get out of here quickly!"

"roll!"

"Go away!"

In the grand, empty, and splendid main hall, a screeching voice echoed.

Xu Changsheng raised his eyebrows, laughed loudly, and shouted angrily: "Bold evildoer, with the help of flesh, pretending to be a minister in the court, interfering in government affairs, causing harm to the world, making the Yan nationality difficult, and the poor monk can see at a glance that you are not human!!"

The tip of Xu Changsheng's tongue exploded with thunder, and the sound waves reverberated incessantly, directly suppressing the scolding of those "ministers" who were full of court.

"It's useless to talk too much, let's take action together and subdue the wild monk!"

"Jieti Jieti, Parajati, Parasangja Yati, Bodhisattva Pohe."

"Jieti Jieti, Parajati, Parasangja Yati, Bodhisattva Pohe."

"Jieti Jieti, Parajati, Parasangja Yati, Bodhisattva Pohe."

……

A mantra sounded.

The Sanskrit sounds that were supposed to be sacred and peaceful are now like magic sounds, overlapping and reverberating endlessly, making people's heads almost explode.

Xu Changsheng stood in the middle of the hall, and all the magic sounds were drowned at him.

I saw Xu Changsheng wearing a colorful cassock, standing still, like an immobile king, completely undisturbed by the magic sound.

"The Heart Sutra of Prajnaparamita?"

"Unfortunately, such Great God's Curse, Supreme Curse, No Etc. Curse, have no power at all in the mouths of you evil obstacles."

"In front of the poor monk, cast the Buddha mantra, and even make an axe, watch me accept you!"

Xu Changsheng was leaning on the purple gold tin stick in one hand, and with the other hand, he suddenly threw the Daluo golden bowl high up.

The Daluo Golden Bowl rose into the air, at the highest point at the top of the temple, turned up and down, with the mouth of the Daluo Golden Bowl facing down.

Xu Changsheng stood below, made a seal with one hand, and shouted, "Great power Tianlong, World Honored Ksitigarbha, Prajna Buddhas, Prajnapa Makong, Daluo Golden Bowl, give it to me!"

The mouth of the Daluo Golden Bowl immediately sprinkled endless golden Buddha light, covering the main hall of the huge temple.

The mighty Buddhist power erupted at the mouth of the Daluo Golden Bowl, forming an unimaginable devouring power, targeting only monsters and monsters, sucking all the monsters hidden in the flesh of the ministers of the Manchu Dynasty.

"what!"

"Purdue Cihang save me!"

"Help, holy monk, the little demon dares not."

"This wild monk is so profound in Buddhism, we can't resist it."

In the Buddha light of the Daluo Golden Bowl, the demons were beaten back to their original shape.

I saw all kinds of insects, shrouded in golden beams of light, rising slowly, no matter how hard they struggled, they could not escape the shackles of the big golden bowl.

In the blink of an eye, dozens or hundreds of worms and demons were all collected into the big golden bowl.

The Daluo Golden Bowl seems to have another world inside, and it has received so many evildoers, but it has not been full.

"Daluo Golden Bowl, come back!"

Xu Changsheng reached out and grabbed it.

The Daluo Golden Bowl hanging at the top of the temple, flipped upside down with the mouth of the bowl facing upwards, slowly fell from the air, and landed smoothly on Xu Changsheng's palm.

Xu Changsheng held the Daluo golden bowl and glanced inside the bowl.

Numerous demons were squeezed into the mighty golden sea transformed by Buddha's power, and were quickly refined.

Naturally, a system prompt sounded in his ears, telling Xu Changsheng how much cultivation value he had obtained.

Xu Changsheng didn't care about this, but stepped forward to check on the ministers of the Manchu Dynasty who were sitting cross-legged on the futon.

I saw that the backs of these ministers all opened a ferocious gap, the flesh was open, and there was no vitality.

"The bodies of the civil and military people of the Manchu Dynasty have long been hollowed out, allowing those demons to hide in them, manipulate them, and become so-called traitors."

"The government of the Yan Kingdom has actually fallen into the hands of the demon!"

"Damn Purdue Cihang, I don't know how much karma he has created. He...isn't in a temple?"

Xu Changsheng secretly murmured in his heart. *

Chapter 47: Purdue Cihang, Confused People! 【For collection】

Xu Changsheng killed through the main hall of the temple and broke into the forbidden area of ​​Pudu Cihang Temple, that is, the back mountain.

It was found that there were many corpses here, countless amputated limbs and stumps, and some small centipedes and other insects, and then devoured the corpse.

There is also a huge centipede body with a monstrous aura.

I think it was shed by Purdue Cihang!

"There's no reason for this!!"

Xu Changsheng was so furious that even if a true Buddha saw the purgatory in front of him, he would still smoke from his seven orifices.

Xu Changsheng immediately formed a seal in front of his body, his fingers changed flexibly, mixed with the pure and surging Buddhist power in his body, and blew it out of his mouth.

It is the ancient Buddhist blue lamp seal taught by the old monk!

"boom…………"

A raging azure flame, like Xu Changsheng's anger, poured out, and burned all the wreckage and demon larvae in the corpse pit in the forbidden area of ​​the back mountain to ashes.

These demon larvae are only worth a few points of cultivation.

However, because of the large number, they add up to several hundred cultivation points.

The blue Buddha fire continues to burn.

When all the ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, monsters, and filth are burned clean, they will go out on their own.

Xu Changsheng didn't need to worry about it.

"Three-Rank Baohua Lotus Terrace!"

Xu Changsheng squeezed the Buddha's seal in his hand, pointed to the sky, a gorgeous and delicate lotus platform appeared under his feet, lifted him up into the sky, and rushed to the execution ground at the entrance of the vegetable market.

……

On the other side, the market entrance.

But it said that the execution ground was on the beheading platform.

A middle-aged man with disheveled hair and a prison uniform knelt on his knees with a wooden sign called "Ming Ji" stuck behind his back.

On the shackle, write the name of the prisoner and the main crime.

Standing next to him, there was a powerful executioner with a ferocious face.

Not far away, in the prison, there are officials who supervise and preside over criminal law.

There is also a monk wearing a white monk's robe, sitting cross-legged on a lotus platform, covered with a canopy, with a white face and no beards, a solemn appearance, and a hazy golden light behind him.

"Purdue Cihang!"

"Purdue Cihang!"

"Purdue Cihang!"

"Purdue Cihang!"

……

The vegetable market was crowded with good men and women, shouting frantically.

The white-faced and beardless monk is the current national teacher of the Yan Kingdom - Pudu Cihang!

Jian Zhanguan glanced at the sky, and said to Pudu Cihang with a flattering and respectful face: "Master Guoshi, the time has come, what do you think?"

Purdue Cihang said calmly without joy or sorrow: "Destroy the rebels and thieves, and serve the country and the people."

Jian Zhanguan said: "The national teacher cares about the people, and his merits are immeasurable."

Immediately, the prison officer took out a sign token from the order box, threw it down, and shouted: "The time has come, let's - sentence - "

On the beheading stage, the executioner removed the shackle from the prisoner's back, and said in a low voice, "Master Fu, I know you are a good official."

"But I'm just an ordinary executioner who obeys the orders above, so you have a debt and a debtor, so don't come to me after you die."

The burly and sturdy executioner raised his machete high with both arms and aimed it at Fu Tianqiu's neck, ready to chop it down.

"Leave people under the knife!"

A screeching sound rang out.

"Hurry up and let go of my dad!"

In the crowd, Fu Qingfeng and Fu Yuechi, who arrived, snorted.

"shhhhhh"

They and other people with lofty ideals shot arrows at the execution ground, trying to rescue Fu Tianqiu on the beheading stand.

"Confused! Qingfeng, Yuechi, how can you come?"

"By hijacking the execution ground, isn't it telling the world that I, Fu Tianqiu, are guilty and fear death!"

Fu Tianqiu shook his head angrily.

In fact, Fu Tianqiu was more worried about the safety of his two daughters.

After all, with the power of their rabble, how could they be able to deal with the power of the imperial court?

In the chaos, the crowd gathered at the entrance of the vegetable market fled in panic.