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

"Poor Monk Jue Chan, welcome my Buddha back here!"

A Buddha's name exploded like thunder.

The words that followed made everyone present tremble even more!

The host of Dajue Temple came in person.

He actually said words like "Welcome to my Buddha" in his mouth.

Thinking carefully...

Chapter 88

The light of Buddha sprinkled down.

In the dark night, it looks particularly bright.

Jue Chan, who is stepping in the air, is under the reflection of the Buddha's light.

Like a real eminent monk who has achieved Taoism, he is extraordinary and refined, and people can't help feeling devout in his heart.

"Amitabha Buddha, all benefactors have demonic obstacles in their hearts and have gone astray."

"Why don't you enter my empty door, let go of the past and the past, cultivate good karma, and get good results?"

He looked at the evil cultivators at his feet.

Jue Chan spoke with a face full of compassion, and his voice seemed to possess terrible magic power.

After falling into the ears of the evil cultivators.

Their eyes gradually became dazed and dull, and they fell to their knees on the ground!

The evil ghosts around them were instantly wiped out under the Buddha's light.

"Amitabha..."

A group of evil cultivators knelt down on the ground, clasped their hands together.

His eyes were dull, and he said a Buddha's name with a slightly struggling expression.

Since then, the struggle on their faces dissipated, and they put on gentle smiles.

The whole person looks completely different from the previous style, and seems to be full of Buddha nature.

"It's good, it's good, you know your way back, and you can look forward to the future."

Jue Chan's face was kind, and he walked down from the void step by step, his eyes seemed to have a look of approval.

It's just that in the eyes of Old Man Fang and the others, his heart is icy cold!

They have already experienced it in their own base before.

When Fotong tried to strengthen them, he felt the horror of being involuntary and gradually losing his mind.

Right now, Jue Chan doesn't know how many times better than Buddha Boy.

In a few words, a group of guys who lick blood with the tip of a knife and treat human life like nothing.

That's how I converted to Buddhism!

"Ahem...Juechan presider, I don't know it's so late, why are you here in our Nancheng District?"

Old man Fang coughed twice, temporarily suppressing the adverse reaction of the corpse poison in his body, and asked.

"Amitabha, the poor monk came here to welcome the return of the Buddha from Dajue Temple."

On Jue Chan's kind face, there was a smile like a spring breeze.

Maybe it was because I was too happy, or maybe it was something else.

He actually used the Buddha's light to remove the corpse poison from old man Fang's body.

This made the five members of the Yinye group confused for a while.

Old man Fang could only thank him verbally, and then communicated with the rest of the people with his eyes.

But obviously, the communication can't get any results.

"Amitabha, the time has come. The real Buddha is about to appear. All benefactors, please stay calm and welcome the true Buddha together with the poor monk!"

Jue Chan's words seemed irresistible.

Old man Fang's face darkened immediately, and he understood Jue Chan's intentions.

The other party was planning to kill someone, and it was obvious that they wanted people from the Yinye group to witness the Buddha's birth.

That feeling of being able to just watch but being powerless is the most desperate.

Old man Fang and the others gritted their teeth.

I can only pray secretly in my heart, hoping that there will be nothing wrong with Tang Sanzan, Zhang Hedao and others inside.

But I feel that Zen is serious, and I came to greet the real Buddha in person.

The truth made old man Fang and the others feel a little uncertain.

In front of the cave entrance.

On Jue Chan's benevolent face, piety was revealed, and there was great anticipation in his eyes.

Just on the way.

Jue Chan already felt the aura emanating from that person.

......

"By the way, boy Sanbu, when I came here, the old Taoist, I found the trace of the Buddha boy."

"I was worried about you before, but I didn't have time to talk to him."

"Now you have your hands free, do you want to..."

Zhang Hedao looked at the few people with a kind smile on his face.

But the palm stretched out to the side of the neck, and made a movement of wiping the throat.

Dajue Temple has gone crazy to the point of wanting to release monsters like the Flesh and Flesh Buddha.

Zhang Hedao naturally would not show weakness.

The life and death of Buddha children are all important.

But if Dajue Temple is not destroyed, Zhang Hedao will never let it go this time!

"Don't worry about Fotong, find an opportunity to let him out on purpose."

Mentioning Buddha Boy, Tang Sanzan smiled slightly and said.

Liu Mengyan and Su Xiaoran also had strange looks in their eyes.

When Zhang Hedao rolled his eyes, he understood in an instant, and he didn't ask too much about Tang Sanzhu's secret.

He just nodded and said, "Since that's the case, then we should go out, this dead cave space...it's a pity..."

Sigh a little.

Zhang Hedao waved his hand, and took Tang Sanzan and the others away in an instant.

At the entrance of the cave like a vortex.

Suddenly there was a bit of spatial fluctuation.

Obviously, this is a sign that someone is passing through the entrance.

Jue Chan's eyes flashed, he put his palms together, and knelt down on the ground devoutly, with his head bowed deeply.

It expresses the most devout belief in "My Buddha".

The old man Fang and the others on one side became more and more nervous.

I am afraid that a Buddha will really come out of it.

Passing through the cave entrance, but for a short time.

For Old Man Fang and the others, it seemed like a century had passed, and their clothes had already been soaked in cold sweat.

at last.

In the entrance of the vortex, a series of figures emerged.

Old man Fang and the others were overjoyed!

"Huh? Where did this old man come from? Such a big gift, it can't be done!"

"Quickly kowtow twice, I can't afford to have more Buddhas!"

in the void.

Tang Sanzan looked at the monk kneeling down devoutly with a playful look on his face.

How could he fail to see the other party's intention, so he deliberately opened his mouth and said.

This statement came out.

Everyone could clearly feel that the old monk kneeling on the ground trembled violently.

Followed by.

They felt a terrible anger burning constantly.

And...a faint sense of humiliation emerged from Jue Chan's body.

The blazing Buddha's light diffused out.

But before Jue Chan got up and raised his head, he could see clearly who was in front of the door.

Zhang Hedao's cold voice sounded: "Okay! Very good! Originally, I planned to take the risk and go to Xicheng District to kill you, the demon monk."

"It seems that there is no need now...Since you are here, don't leave today."

"I'm afraid you didn't expect that the person who came out of this space was not your senior from Dajue Temple?"

The coercion of the consummation of the Taoist realm poured out in an instant, falling on Jue Chan like a vast ocean.

The body that made him kneel on the ground couldn't lift his head up.

Jue Chan bowed deeply, his benevolent face suddenly became extremely ugly.

In the depths of the pupils, there is even more disbelief.

He couldn't understand, he had already felt that person's breath.

But why, these guys were able to come out alive?

The terrifying aura before, mixed with Buddha's light and blood, has clearly surpassed the realm of the small earthly fruit.

Besides that, who else could have such power?

Jue Chan was dumbfounded, really dumbfounded...

Chapter 89

Zhang Hedao was fully fired, under the terrifying coercion.

Anyway, it is also Jue Chan who has stepped into the realm of the small world fruit.

It turned out that he couldn't even stand up.

Although Rongdao and Xiaochenguo have different names, they are actually in the same realm.

however.

Zhang Hedao's strength, however, showed a crushing attitude, so powerful that it was terrifying!

The blazing Buddha light around Jue Chan became extremely dim under Zhang Hedao's coercion.

"To the old Taoist, I will die!"

Zhang Hedao shouted angrily, his voice was like thunder.

The vigorous big hand was raised in the air, and the Tao between heaven and earth seemed to respond one after another.

Gathered together, turned into a giant palm in the void.