Chapter 425 Lao Ai Pseudo Buddha

The fire rushed down, and the red flame turned into a pale green flame in the blink of an eye, and then turned into a white translucent flame. The rocks in the valley first exploded, then shattered, and finally were simply burned into magma, rushing endlessly around the Zangxin Zen Temple covered in golden light.

The circle was protected by the golden light transformed by Buddha's power, and the temperature in the monastery also rose sharply. Not long after, several nearby wing rooms burst into flames. After a while, the bodhi trees with green branches also became withered and shriveled. Suddenly, several bodhi trees near the Buddhist temple had been dried out of their moisture and turned into blazing torches. Several more bodhi trees were added out of thin air. Divide heat.

"What a pity, what a pity!"

Wu Qi looked at the small fire gourd in the sky and couldn't help but sigh that it was such a pity. It was an acquired spiritual creature just like the acquired fire spirit bead in his body. Judging from its power, it should be a treasure made by absorbing the essence of earth fire near the crater. What a pity is that before it was completely mature, Taoist Huo Ya hurriedly picked it off and made it into a portable magic weapon.

If the Divine Seal Throne waits for the fire gourd to mature before picking it, and it is carefully refined by an immortal-level weapon refining master, it will at least be at the level of a top-grade immortal weapon. However, after being messed around with by Taoist Huo Yao, the spiritual energy of the fire gourd was completely gone, and its inner function was completely useless. Although the flames it spewed were powerful, they were at most equivalent to the true fire spewed by the Nascent Soul cultivator. How much power could it have? Moreover, the flames it spurts out are passive dead fires. Once the fire gourd is put away, the flames will be extinguished immediately. It is not really a good treasure!

"It's so extravagant and wasteful, I didn't even think about robbing him!"

With a wry smile, he saw that the old monk Zangxin and the others were already sweating profusely. They were only focusing on chanting Buddha and chanting sutras continuously, trying to squeeze more Buddha power from the Buddha statue to protect the temple. A low thunder sound came from the fierce fire gourd, and a The red fire thunder spurted out, like a meteor falling to the ground, and hit the golden Buddha's Light Banner in the sky above the monastery.

There was a loud noise, and the temple trembled violently. The walls around the Buddhist hall collapsed one after another. Broken bricks and tiles fell down, causing the monks behind Zangxin and Shouxin to have bloody heads. The sound of chanting sutras suddenly stopped. The Buddha's light emitted by the five Buddha statues suddenly dimmed. The Buddha's light tower above the Zen Temple was compressed to only about ten feet thick, and the area covered by the Buddha's light was also reduced by half.

The screams of hounds and other animals came from the yard behind the Buddhist temple. The cry only lasted for a short moment and then suddenly stopped. Some of the animals raised in the monastery had been reduced to ashes by the fire. Lao Ai grinned and cursed in a low voice: "These dead bald donkeys, they have raised a group of good animals, wasting rice and flour in vain, but they refused to burn one and let me beat the teeth as a sacrifice. It is really abominable!"

Wu Qi glanced sideways at Lao Ai, and he laughed and scolded: "I saved you, and why are you talking so much nonsense?"

Lao Ai shut his mouth angrily. He was too lazy to argue with Wu Qi. In his opinion, quarreling with the younger generation would be a waste of time.

It's a loss of face. What's more, Wu Qi and Lai Ai had an old feud and no friendship. This time Wu Qi forced him to make such an oath, which made him feel very uncomfortable. So Lao Ai twisted her mouth and sat cross-legged under the altar table, concentrating on adjusting her breath and luck, trying to quickly regain her strength with the help of the elixir.

That Taoist Huo Ya was only at the level of the early stage of Nascent Soul, and he was an ant that Lao Ai could kill with just a sip of water. The fire gourd was pretty good, and Lao Ai was very interested in grabbing the gourd to protect herself. After all, his storage ring was shattered by Jing Ke's blow, and he had to rely on robbing those poor casual cultivators to raise money for traveling to Pangu Continent. Lao Ai was now so poor that his eyes were green.

But in order to grab the fire gourd, one must recover his cultivation level. Even if he cannot return to his peak state, as long as he returns to the strength of the early stage of Jindan, Lao Ai will be confident to kill this group of casual cultivators. The methods of Master Sanle and Taoist Huoya were completely ignored by Lao Ai!

The Buddha's light was severely damaged. The monk Shou Xin groaned and fell to the ground crookedly. He vomited blood and shouted to the old monk Zang Xin in a low voice: "Master, master, please go alone. Wait until you condense." The relic lotus platform is equivalent to the Taoist Yuanying realm. Come back to avenge your disciple!"

The old monk Zang Xin gritted his teeth. He looked up at the raging flames and shouted in a low voice: "Shou Xin, take your uncle and junior brothers away. I must stay here. This is my master's evil calamity. However, although it is ashes, if you get through it, I will hopefully achieve the golden body of Arhat! I will be reincarnated for thirty lives, and the opportunity is now!"

Wu Qi raised his head and looked at the old monk Zangxin in surprise. Is he still an eminent monk who has been reincarnated for thirty lifetimes? It seems that his cultivation level is nothing more than this. It seems that his cultivation level in the previous twenty-nine lives is just so-so.

But he saw the old monk Zangxin jump up, jump onto the lotus platform of the Buddha statue, reach out his hand and thrust heavily into the two eyes of the Buddha statue. Only the sound of "creaking" was heard, and the Buddha statue suddenly moved to the side and emerged from a dark tunnel entrance under the lotus platform.

Lao Ai opened his eyes in surprise. He lowered his voice and muttered: "This... this is a method of the world! I, the king, also experienced it back then!"

‘Jianghudao’? What a familiar name! Wu Qi lowered his head and got out from under the altar table, raised his head to look at the Buddha's light. This Buddha's light could block the sight of outsiders, so he was not afraid of the sudden changes in Sanle Zhenren's appearance in the Buddhist temple. Wu Qi glanced at the tunnel entrance and suddenly laughed and said, "Master Zangxin, is there actually an escape tunnel in your Buddhist temple?"

The old monk Zangxin laughed a few times, clasped his hands and sighed in a low voice: "The old monk is ashamed, thirty reincarnations, six consecutive lives before this one, hey, hey, the old monk is all a bandit, a big thief. I still converted in this life. Buddhism, but I still can’t forget this life-saving method!”

He lowered his head and glanced at the tunnel, and then shouted in a low voice: "Shou Xin, take the people away. The magic power of the Fire Crow Demon Dao is only ordinary. His fire can only burn ten feet into the ground. For hundreds of years, this tunnel has passed through. The processing goes deep underground for a few miles, leading all the way to Anle Village, which is 600 miles away and on the outskirts of Ancheng! You take the people away! If my master doesn’t die today, I will definitely look for you in the future!”

Is the old monk Zangxin a bandit or a big thief? Out of nowhere, Wu Qi became somewhat close to the old monk.

The little monk Shouxin couldn't bear to leave his master. He struggled to get up, knelt on the ground and hugged the old monk's legs, crying and refusing to leave. Wu Qi felt sad for a while and couldn't help but shake his head. He suddenly remembered something from a long time ago.

"Oh, you saved Pindao's life, Pindao will naturally repay you!" Wu Qi sighed and took out a large bag of Zuilong Xiang, about one kilogram, from the black dragon spirit ring. He handed the drunken dragon incense to the old monk Zangxin and said in a deep voice: "This is the fine incense prepared by the poor Taoist who travels around every day to pick rare elixirs and sprinkle them outside the door of the monastery. The fire will destroy it." When it is lit, the aroma fills the entire valley, and all those people above must be captured obediently!"

The young monk Shouxin was overjoyed. He hurriedly grabbed the medicine bag from Wu Qi's hand and ran happily outside the Buddhist temple.

The old monk Zang Xin looked at Wu Qi thoughtfully, his old eyes looking up and down at Wu Qi. Wu Qi smiled "hehe" and quickly glanced at the belt of old monk Zang Xin - the bulging thing there was the secret pocket where old monk Zang Xin kept his belongings.

When a master talks, no words are needed. A slight movement or look can make people understand the identity of the other party.

The old monk Zang Xin smiled "hehe", clasped his hands to Wu Qi and said, "No wonder my fellow Taoist is being hunted down!"

Wu Qi laughed a few times and deliberately disgusted the old monk who was hiding his heart and said: "To each other, no wonder the master is hiding his heart here!"

Min Hua, who was leaning in the corner of the main hall, saw Wu Qi handing the drunken dragon incense to Monk Shouxin. He suddenly shouted at the top of his lungs: "Ancestor, be careful, these bald donkeys and a few miscellaneous hairy Taoists are going to use mí Fragrance harms people! Ancestor, be careful!"

Wu Qi and the old monk Zang Xin looked over at the same time. They picked up the most convenient thing at hand and smashed it hard against Min Hua.

What the old monk Zangxin grabbed was the wooden pestle used to beat the wooden fish. The wooden pestle, which was as thick as an arm, whizzed away with a strong wind and stuck it straight into Min Hua's mouth, suffocating him so much that he could not utter a single word. What Wu Qi caught was a wooden fish the size of a human head. He threw the wooden fish casually and hit Min Hua hard on the lower abdomen. Min Hua twitched in pain, but with the wooden pestle stuck in his mouth, he couldn't inhale or exhale, and he was almost beaten alive. The breath is suffocating.

Monk Shouxin had already rushed outside the Buddhist temple. The fire had forced the Buddha's light to be less than ten feet away from the main entrance of the Buddhist temple. Monk Shouxin didn't care, he grabbed the drunken dragon sachet and threw it outside the Buddha's light. He gently and deftly threw the sachet more than ten feet away.

The fire was blazing, and the medicine packet fell on the flames and was burned out in the blink of an eye. The invisible and colorless smoke spread quickly, covering the entire valley in the blink of an eye. A kind of monk who was floating in the sky above the Buddhist temple, laughing and cursing wildly, only stayed in the smoke of Zuilongxiang for less than a snap of his fingers, and fell straight from the sky like a drunken wild duck.

The old monk Zangxin shouted "How good", and then he pulled out a three-foot-long shining blue sword from his sleeve. He pressed his palm on the Buddha statues next to him. The Buddha's light gushing from the five Buddha statues suddenly stopped. Thirty monks fell into the Buddhist hall with a clatter. Without any support from their magic power, they all fell and were bleeding. , several of them broke their arms on altar tables and Buddha statues, and Wu Qi heard the sound of their bones breaking.

"You bunch of bastard Taoists!" The old monk Zangxin wielded his sword and angrily walked towards the unconscious Master Sanle: "Today the old monk is going to slay demons and eradicate all the demons like you!"

Wu Qi doesn't care, but he has to watch Monk Zangxin break his precepts and kill people. Master Sanle is not a good bird either, so just kill him!

Suddenly, a round of Buddha's light spurted out from under the altar table. Lao Ai sat cross-legged on a pink lotus platform, with the treasure rising solemnly.

The huge wheel of great joy turned into a magnificent golden color and floated behind Lao Ai. There were no witches on the wheel, only countless flying gods looming, and from time to time, the faint sound of chanting could be heard.

"Hide your heart, wait a minute! I still have use for those monsters!"

Lai Ai shouted in a low voice: "Zang Xin, I am the incarnation of the Bodhisattva of Ultimate Bliss, great wisdom, great courage, great benevolence, great kindness, great joy and joy. In the past few months, I have been specially incarnated as a human being to test you! You are destined to be with me, and you are willing to join me. Under the door?"

Wu Qi rolled his eyes and was speechless.

However, the old monk Zangxin fell to his knees on the ground. He shouted tremblingly: "The Bodhisattva of Great Wisdom, Great Courage, Great Benevolence, Great Bliss and Joy, little...little monk would rather take refuge!"

With a 'clang', the sword in the old monk Zangxin's hand fell to the ground and jumped to Wuqi's feet.