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

The Bone Evil Spirit suddenly let out an incomparably shrill scream, the mysterious Buddhist script engraved on its dense bones.

As if breaking away from the shackles of bones, they gathered together and turned into dark golden chains.

Click!Click!Click!

The chain tightened instantly.

The dense white bones were strangled by the golden chains.

Under the erosion of the Buddha's light, black air continued to diffuse from the place where it was strangled.

In just an instant, the Bone Evil Spirit was restrained in place, unable to move.

The miserable howling sound stopped abruptly, and the flames in the eye sockets were no longer flickering, but gradually subsided.

"Hmph! It's just a pawn in the poor monk's hand. If you dare to challenge the poor monk, it's a real evil. Later, the poor monk will make you lose your soul!"

Jue Wu stood up with difficulty, after using the means left in advance.

Only now did he set his sights on Tang Sanzan again.

The strong Buddha light around the other party is like a golden man in the dark night, shining blindly.

Looking at the other party's appearance again, although he was only wearing simple novice clothes, it was difficult to conceal his outstanding temperament, which was extraordinary and refined.

At a young age, the Dharma is profound.

Even if you think about it with your ass, you will be sure that the person in front of you must be a direct disciple of a certain Buddhist power.

"Ahem..." Wiping the redness from the corners of his mouth, Jue Wu clasped his hands together, "Amitabha, the poor monk is enlightened, I have met my brother."

"Everything here is a misunderstanding. Since my brother has saved those suffering souls, I have no complaints, so I treat it as a gift for my brother."

Jue Wu has a flattering smile on his face, and his attitude is extremely low when speaking, even a little outspoken.

In Buddhism, it is not based on age to distinguish between noble and humble.

In his eyes, it is not impossible for a powerful Buddhist disciple like Tang Sanzan to be a Buddhist disciple who came out of a certain great Buddhist temple.

The designation of identity is higher than that of an unknown outer disciple like myself, so I don't know where it goes.

In terms of seniority, it might not be impossible to compete with the abbot of his Dajue Temple.

If you can take this opportunity to hug your thigh...

"Misunderstanding?" Tang Sanzan looked at Juwu with great interest, the depths of his dark eyes became colder and colder.

He was not very interested in Buddhism at first.

At this moment, I have a "very good" impression of Buddhism in this world!

A mere outer disciple can cause such a bloody calamity.

There is also the unique method of Buddhism, under the eyes of wisdom, Tang Sanzan can instantly understand its efficacy.

While giving birth to the bone evil spirit, it can perfectly restrain it!

Such scriptures and Buddhist seals don't seem to be used to save all living beings from fire and water.

"That's right, I misunderstood. The flood rushed into the Dragon King Temple, but my junior brother was arrogant before, and deserves to be punished."

"However, for the sake of merit and belief, please forgive the crime of disrespect."

Seeing Tang Sanzan's complexion remained calm and unchanged.

Although Jue Wu's face was pale, he still smiled, "If senior brother still feels dissatisfied, junior brother is willing to prepare another small gift for senior brother as an apology."

heard.

Tang Sanzan's eyes moved slightly, and a smile split at the corner of his mouth.

Interesting, this is treating myself as a powerful disciple of their so-called Buddhist sect!

"Which Buddhist temple are you from?"

"The younger brother comes from Dajue Temple, one of the three ancient temples in Yunshan City."

"Cloud Mountain City?"

"It is the nearest city under the mountain, and one of the largest cities since the horror revived."

"Buddha...cough cough, the poor monk has been following the master to practice since childhood, and doesn't care about worldly affairs. Tell me about the current situation in the outside world."

"Um...good!"

......

With the help of self-righteousness, Tang Sanzan collected enough information from him.

After ten years, although from the mouth of Master Gu Sheng, I can barely understand the outside world.

But it's not that detailed. Right now, I know the situation in the outside world from Juewu's mouth.

"By the way, brother, I haven't asked for advice yet, brother's name?"

Juewu smiled obsequiously, and seeing Tang Sanzan with a smile on his face, he immediately relaxed a lot.

just.

I don't know why, but the strong Buddha light around Tang Sanzan's body lasted for a long time, permeating it all the time.

This made Zuo Wu's eyes slightly red, mother's genius is different, she doesn't want to let go of the strong Buddha's light when talking with others, for fear that others will not know that she is an eminent monk?

"Dharma name..." Tang Sanzan murmured, and the smile on the corner of his mouth grew stronger, "Three burials for poor monks, three burials for three lives, three burials for funerals."

"Three burials?" Awakening felt a little inexplicable.

I muttered silently in my heart: Which Buddhist monastery's great power actually gave the disciple such a weird name?

"Three Burials." Tang San Zan affirmed with a smile, and continued, "Junior Brother seems to have cultivated the Golden Bell Shade of Buddhism?"

"Um, that's right, what's wrong?"

"It's okay, the poor monk has also cultivated the Golden Bell Shade, how about senior brother give you some pointers?"

"Ah? Really, Senior Brother Three Burial?"

"real!"

After getting an affirmative answer from "Senior Brother Three Burials", Jue Wu's face immediately flushed, and his eyes were filled with joy.

Even though there was still a pit the size of a fist on his chest, and bright red blood remained at the corner of his mouth.

But these are not important!

What could make him, an outer disciple, happier than a real disciple of the Buddhist sect who taught him personally?

If he really hugged the thigh of "Senior Brother Three Burial", then he still needs to be as fast as he is now to realize his consciousness?

a time.

The joyful mood washed away all the depression and unhappiness he had before.

Looking at Tang Sanzan's eyes is almost like looking at his own father...

Chapter 8 Junior Brother Holds Back, It's Just a Bird

Tang Sanzan helped Juewu up, and patted the dust for him by the way.

Looking at the casserole-sized pit on the opponent's chest, his face was full of guilt.

"Junior brother, don't say anything. Although senior brother is not talented, he has achieved a lot in the golden bell cover alone."

"I will pass it on to you today, and it will be regarded as an apology for my senior brother who accidentally injured you!"

Tang Sanzan "expressed his true feelings", as if he was moved by the sincerity of enlightenment.

"Brother!" Juewu was even more moved, tears filled his eyes!

He was over half a century old, and he called "senior brother" very affectionately.

One side.

In the eye sockets of the skeleton evil spirit bound in place by the chains of Buddha seals, the will-o'-the-wisps that had gradually subsided began to flicker again at this moment.

A sense of sadness and desolation quietly emerged...

However, no matter Tang Sanzang or Juewu, they didn't have much time to pay attention to her appearance.

"Junior brother, the simple golden bell itself is just an external skill. After it is completed, it will be invulnerable to weapons, fire and water."

"But did you know that the real Golden Bell Shade is an authentic Buddhist supernatural power?"

Tang Sanzan asked solemnly as if testing a primary school student.

"Buddhist supernatural powers?!"

Enlightenment was startled, and his tone was full of disbelief, but immediately afterwards there was a burst of ecstasy in his heart.

Since the senior brother in front of me said this, wouldn't that mean...

"I would like to listen to my brother's advice, and I dare not speak nonsense when I am enlightened."

Enduring the sharp pain in his chest, Jue Wu said in an incomparably humble manner.

"Yes." Tang Sanzan pretended to be profound, and nodded in satisfaction, "I don't pretend to understand, the poor monk likes it very much. If so, then I will tell you, brother, how to truly cultivate supernatural powers!"

Juewu's eyes were ecstatic, but he forced himself to calm down, as if humbly asking for advice.

"First of all, ordinary golden bell jars are external skills. If you want to cultivate supernatural powers from the outside to the inside, you must go through enough polishing..."

"If you don't break, you can't stand, break first and then stand!"

Speaking of this, Tang Sanzan looked at Juewu, "Junior Brother, do you understand what I mean?"

Looking at Tang Sanzan's gaze, Juewu shuddered for no reason, swallowed and said, "Is it the kind that wants to be broken?"

"Ruzi can be taught!"

Tang Sanzan nodded in satisfaction, and continued to stare at Juewu with the eyes that I am optimistic about you.

Faced with such gazes, Juwu subconsciously took two steps back, thinking that he was cultivating the "Supernatural Power Golden Bell Cover".

He had to be broken alive by the golden bell cover that had already cultivated to a certain level, and he subconsciously resisted.

only.

Faced with Tang Sanzan's eyes that gradually became displeased and disappointed.

Awakening suddenly raised his own ideological awareness.

"What was I thinking! It's not easy to meet such a powerful disciple as Senior Brother, and he is willing to pass it on generously, but I actually backed down?!"

"What's more, with Senior Brother San Zan being so powerful, could it be possible that he would plot against my mere outer disciple?"

"No wonder I've been an outside sect all my life, and even this little risk almost made me retreat. It's a sin!"

After being angry with myself for not living up to expectations.

Awakening took a step forward, and at this moment, he already had a generous appearance that put life and death behind him!

I don't know, I thought he was going to the battlefield.

As for doubting Tang Sanzan's identity?With such pure Buddha's light and powerful strength, it would only take a moment to kill him.

Awareness naturally doesn't think too much.

See here.

Tang Sanzan grinned, and said in a low tone: "Brother, you have backbone! Stand up now, lift up your golden bell jar, brother, I'm going to help you polish it!"

"Brother!"

"Ok?"

"How about... Let's go back to the city first, and then polish it? The poor monk's residence is quite close to the hospital."

"Are you questioning my senior brother?!"

"......bring it on!"

Jian Juewu closed his eyes and assumed the posture of "let others pick".

Tang Sanzan nodded in satisfaction.

then.