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

Well, in the final analysis, the bone evil spirits don't like these practitioners after all.

After all, she is now a ghost.

In the terror-recovering world, there are a lot of practitioners with supernatural powers, the kind who shout all day long to destroy her.

Few people would care about whether there is any unknown story behind a ghost.

But the monk in front of me...

"Okay, the Buddha of the truth probably has a bottom line in his heart, and now it's time to solve the problem."

Tang Sanzan stood up, and stretched without any image.

There was a burst of explosions all over the body, and the crisp sound was like setting off firecrackers!

It's just that he forgot the clothes that had been snatched away by the bone evil spirit before, so he stretched his waist like this.

The novice monk's costume on the upper body was completely opened, revealing the flawless and strong body like jade, and... a black dragon tattoo wrapped around the entire upper body!

The ferocious and ferocious dragon head rests on the chest, and the scales and armor are dense, vivid, just like a real dragon coming to the world.

Snapped!

The bones were scattered all over the ground, and they were still trembling when they fell on the ground.

The moment the black giant dragon tattoo was revealed, dragon prestige filled the air.

In the vast night sky, there seems to be a phantom of a black giant dragon emerging!

Obviously, the Bone Evil Spirit couldn't bear such arrogance, and turned into a pile of bones and sticks trembling on the ground.

The walking dead outside the house were directly crushed into a pile of foul-smelling meat sauce under the pervading dragon's power.

The sinful soul, in that pile of disgusting things, howled and wailed desperately.

Their eyes looked at Tang Sanzan, as if they saw the hope of liberation, and their eyes were full of unprecedented expectations.

Silently put on his clothes, Long Wei immediately restrained and dissipated.

Tang Sanzan coughed twice in embarrassment.

I don't have any habit of exploding clothes, this is just a small accident.

Ignore the pile of bone sticks on the ground.

Tang Sanzan came outside the house, and the struggling souls of the villagers in the pile of rotten meat exuding an astonishing stench seemed to see the arrival of hope in an instant.

In their view, Tang Sanzan must destroy the evil spirits and save their souls to enter the Western Paradise of Ultimate Bliss.

only.

They didn't realize that Tang Sanzan didn't look at them with any sympathy in his eyes.

On the contrary, it has the color of disgust!

"It's cheap for you. If it's not for the guy behind the scenes, I wouldn't bother paying attention to Buddha."

"After all... such torture is the best destination for you!"

Tang Sanzan's tone was faint, and there was an icy look on his delicate and handsome face.

The Buddha's light spread out from his body, forming a golden Buddha bell outside his body.

Afterwards, he clenched his fists, his muscles tensed instantly and bulged high.

"when!!!"

The fist smashed hard on the ancient clock filled with Buddha's light.

The sound of the bell, like the sound of a Buddha, diffused like a wave of water, resounding through the barren mountain.

Where the "water waves" spread, all the filth turned into fly ash and dissipated between the heaven and the earth...

Chapter 6 The golden bell cover has changed, and the black hand behind the scenes strikes

The ancient bell rang.

The Buddha's voice filled the air.

The decayed and barren mountain villages are gone with the wind like smoke and dust.

There was only a lonely thatched hut left, and the old man shaking like chaff in the hut.

A pile of big bones and sticks trembled.

And the souls of a group of villagers howling and struggling on the ground.

"Ok?"

Tang Sanzan frowned slightly, and groaned.

The golden bell jar given by the system is not a simple body training kung fu, but a specially marked, "absolutely authentic" Buddhist supernatural power!

The sound of the bell was melodious, and under the reverberation of the Buddha's voice, ghosts and gods were afraid.

This mere group of souls, who are not even considered wandering ghosts, did not disappear under the sound of the bell vibrating with all their strength?

Not right!Very wrong!

Could it be that the reward that the system gave me was just half-baked?

Just when he was holding such doubts.

Mutations in the field!

The golden ancient clock floating on Tang Sanbu's body suddenly erupted with a terrifying suction force.

However, this force did not have any impact on the outside world.

But... the souls of the villagers on the ground were pulled to the wall of the ancient clock in an instant!

next moment.

A scene that surprised Tang Sanzan appeared.

The ancient bell, which was originally shining with golden light and bursting with Buddha's voice, turned into a ghostly color in an instant.

Those souls were swallowed by the clock wall in an instant!

A strange change appeared.

As the soul is swallowed by the clock wall, the clock wall was originally without any decorative patterns.

The weeping and howling souls gradually appeared, and their twisted and struggling faces were frozen on the clock wall, lifelike, horrifying and grotesque.

In that picture, the frozen souls are all shrouded in pitch-black flames.

The burning of the flame seemed to bring endless pain to the soul.

So much so... these sinful souls seem to be in more pain after being sucked into the clock wall and frozen.

Changes come and go quickly.

The golden ancient clock, exuding an aura like a ghostly hell, returned to its previous state of golden Buddha light in just a moment.

just.

On the body of the bell, there is an extra pattern of Buddha whose face cannot be seen clearly.

"Hey...so that's how it is, good and good, this is the degree of transformation I imagined!"

"A small evil can be corrected, but a big evil has no regrets! Not bad! Very good!"

The Buddha's light dissipated, the ancient clock disappeared, and Tang Sanzan was very satisfied.

Praise, you must give the system a good review!

With such Buddhist supernatural powers, Tang Sanzan said: I love it, I love it!

ear.

The sound of bones shaking and colliding interrupted Tang Sanzan's thoughts.

I see.

After finally taking the courage, the skeleton evil spirit returned to its previous state, and every joint in its body was shaking violently.

On the skull, there are hollow eye sockets burning with ghostly will-o'-the-wisps.

Seems to exude an emotion called fear.

As a result, this body of white bones seems to have the possibility of collapsing again at any time and turning into a big bone stick.

The bone evil spirit is scared, even though he is a ghost, but the monk in front of him is not a serious monk!

Have you ever seen monks encounter undead souls, but instead of saving them, they imprisoned them in a big bell and tortured them with terrible flames?

Although the bone evil spirit doesn't know how to practice.

But in today's world where terror is revived, she also knows that no Buddhist practitioner would do such a thing.

It is the most common practice in Buddhism to save the undead and gain a sum of merit.

And someone like this one in front of me is simply shocking!

Tang Sanzan turned his head, looked at the evil spirit that had recovered to the appearance of a skeleton, with a smile on his face.

Click!Click!Click!

The Bone Evil Spirit retreated quickly, the stubble of bones all over his body trembling uncontrollably.

Tang Sanbu:  …

Did the two of us make a mistake?

You, a skeleton, with ghosts in your eyes and full of resentment, are a typical evil spirit.

I am the Buddha, handsome and handsome, as gentle as jade, a handsome young man, a typical......

Why did you make yourself look like a ghost? Are you still scared?

Can you show your aura as an evil spirit?

"Forget it, it's a fart to argue with a skeleton, go and play by yourself."

"Buddha, I want to see today, what kind of animal is it, and it has done such a thing!"

Tang Sanzun waved his hand, not bothering to pay attention to the bone evil spirit.

A cold light flickered in the deep black eyes.

He is looking forward to what kind of reward the system will give after the person behind the scenes is eliminated.

The cold wind was blowing gently, and there was a faint chill in the air.

Not far away, a big rooster with feathers like fire walked up to Tang San's side with its head held high.

With a flap of its wings, it lightly landed on his shoulders, posing as a golden rooster standing alone.

......

Tens of miles to the south of Wanli Linhai is exactly where Yunshan City is located.

After the revival of terror, super first-line city.

Yunshan City covers a vast and boundless area, and the population is astonishingly large!

of course.

The most important point is that in such a super first-tier city, there are often all kinds of capable people and strange people stationed there.

This is necessary in order to maintain the city from being infested by evil spirits.

Enlightenment is one of these able men and strangers.

just.

He is not strong, although he worships in Buddhism, his talent is mediocre, he is just an outer disciple.

Dozens of years have passed, and he is still the most inconspicuous one in Buddhism.

Over half a century old, awakened to the fact that he can't even be the abbot of a small temple, it's not miserable.

and so.

He chose a shortcut, or in other words, this is an operation that Buddhism has never shown on the surface, but sometimes secretly.