Chapter 1573 Swallowing Buddha's Power

"Amitabha, I have no ill intentions. It's just that the donor sneaked into the Sutra Library and stole the scriptures, which has violated the temple rules. He needs to face the wall in the cold prison for a hundred years."

"Old monk, Xiao has no grudges against you. If you imprison me today, I will definitely destroy your White Buddha Temple in the future." Although Xiao Lin was tied up, he was not afraid at all. He kept thinking about how to escape, but his face showed a cold murderous aura.

Monk Dekong was also a little frightened and said to himself, "What a strong murderous aura."

But as the abbot of the White Buddha Temple, a Great Sun Buddha, how could he be frightened by a younger monk like Xiao Lin? It's just that he joined forces with the other 17 Great Sun Buddhas and Great Sun Bodhisattvas to deal with the Holy Ancestor Wu Lin. Although he forced the other party to retreat, he also suffered internal injuries. Although he looked like nothing happened on the surface, in fact, he had just used the Buddhist magic power-Prison Buddha Lock, which had already moved his internal organs and aggravated his injuries. At this moment, he was forcibly suppressed and did not show it.

"Come here~~" With a shout from Monk Dekong, two monks in their forties came in from outside. When they saw Xiao Lin and Xiao Hei, they all showed surprised expressions.

"Send them to the cold prison to face the wall. No one is allowed to approach them without my permission. Go."

"I respect the Buddha's will~"

Although the two were curious, they did not dare to ask more questions. They stepped forward, picked up Xiao Lin and Xiao Hei, and went outside.

After the two left, Monk Dekong's face turned pale, and he spat out two mouthfuls of blood. His breath also dropped rapidly.

"What a powerful Demon Soul Banner. It was actually refined to the pinnacle by that demon. If it hadn't been for the Eighteen Golden Buddhas Formation, the White Buddha Temple would have been doomed today. It's just a little strange that this Black Scale Saint Ancestor suddenly appeared more than ten years ago. The original Black Scale Demon Sect was led by three Mahayana Demon Dao monks, who took turns to lead the Demon Sect and give orders. But more than ten years ago, these three Mahayana Demon Dao leaders suddenly disappeared. The Black Scale Saint Ancestor suddenly appeared and took control of the Black Scale Demon Sect. After he took control of the Black Scale Demon Sect, he began to plunder and kill lives everywhere, especially killing a large number of Buddhist monks, just to refine it. His Demon Soul Banner. "

After a pause, Dekong sighed softly and said to himself: "Now that the Demon Soul Banner has been refined into three Blood Buddha Demon Heads, it has such earth-shaking power. If it is really allowed to refine eighty-one Blood Buddha Demon Heads, I am afraid that even if the Great Bodhi Temple comes out in full force, it may not be able to eliminate this disaster?"

The more Monk Dekong thought about it, the more frightened he became. In today's battle, the demon head was not defeated, but he sacrificed one of his golden arms at the last moment and launched the Golden Buddha Destroying Heaven Palm, which frightened him away. However, he also knew very well that the demon head only retreated temporarily. When he recovered his cultivation, he was afraid that he would come back again.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly took out a few elixirs, swallowed them, closed his eyes and began to heal his wounds.

Xiao Lin and Xiao Hei were carried by the two tall monks like chickens, passing through the complicated temples, and soon came to a secluded place in the back mountain, and then walked along a weedy stone path into a small valley.

As soon as he entered the small valley, Xiao Lin felt a burst of cold air coming towards him. He soon arrived at the bottom of the valley, which was already covered by light green mist. He could vaguely see a dark cave about ten feet in size. Next to the cave sat an old monk with a white beard and long face. He had no breath on his body, just like a dead tree.

Two tall monks carried a man and a beast to the dark cave, and threw Xiao Lin and Xiao Hei into the cave without even opening their eyes.

The cave was about a hundred feet deep. Xiao Lin and Xiao Hei fell to the ground with two loud noises.

Strangely, after landing, the golden chains that bound them disappeared silently.

Xiao Lin was also surprised when he saw this, but before he could say anything, Xiao Hei, who was standing beside him, had a sad face and said, "This golden chain is too weird. It actually got into the body and still imprisoned Xiao Hei's magic power. It must be very uncomfortable to have no magic power in this ghost place."

"Be patient. Although the cold air here is strong, it doesn't have much impact on us. Let's observe the surroundings first, and then think about how to get out." Xiao Lin comforted Xiao Hei and walked inside with Xiao Hei.

After passing through a corridor several dozen feet long, the two came to a mountain belly. In the center of the mountain belly was another dark cave, from which a thick light green mist emerged. The cold air was emitted from this mist.

Except for the cave in the middle that emitted cold air, there was nothing in the mountain belly. The surrounding rock walls emitted a faint golden light. Obviously, they were all under extremely powerful Buddhist restrictions. He and Xiao Hei wanted to escape through the earth escape technique, but it was impossible.

Besides, Xiao Hei's magic power was also sealed, and his own blood and qi were also sluggish and unable to function normally. It seemed that he really couldn't escape from the cold prison.

Xiao Lin found a clean place, took out the cushion, and sat on it. The star ring he had been practicing for thousands of years had already been integrated into the sea of ​​qi in his dantian. Unless he was skinned and his qi sea was broken, it would be impossible to take his treasure.

After Xiao Lin sat cross-legged, he gave Xiao Hei some instructions, and then continued to meditate and comprehend the Zen of withered heart and extinction.

Although Xiao Hei was good at breaking the ban, he was helpless against the golden chain that was integrated into his body, but he naturally did not dare to be bound, and hid aside, trying to break the golden chain.

In this dim cold cave, no one knows how long it has been.

In front of Xiao Lin, with a flash of golden light, an old monk appeared silently. It was none other than the old monk Dekong. At this moment, the old monk Dekong's injuries had completely recovered. Looking at Xiao Lin, his greed seemed to reveal a bit of surprise.

This immediately made Xiao Lin feel a little uneasy.

"Is your surname Xiao? Are you from the Holy Moon Continent?"

After Xiao Lin nodded, Dekong continued to ask: "I feel a sense of trembling from you, and I need to be within three feet of you to sense it. Could it be that you have some innate treasure hidden in you?"

Xiao Lin was shocked when he heard this. He didn't expect that the old monk Dekong was so sensitive that he discovered the secret of his innate spiritual treasure. Originally, Xiao Lin thought that Dekong despised his low realm and didn't take his star ring and beast ring away. Now it seems that this is not the case.

Dekong had obviously been plotting against him, so he used the golden chain magic to tie him and Xiaohei up, making it impossible for them to perform any magic.

"Old monk, are you crazy about the innate spiritual treasure? Xiao is just an ordinary cultivator in the Tribulation Period, how can he have such a treasure? Xiao has no grudges against you. Although I took a book of the Zen magic of withered heart and silence, I can just return it. Why torture Xiao?"

Monk Dekong smiled slightly when he heard this, and did not answer Xiao Lin's question, but looked at Xiaohei who was lying on the side: "I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it. I went to the Sutra Library for this purpose and checked the classics collected by the White Buddha Temple. There is no doubt that the one in front of me is the Sky Devouring Beast, but..."

After a pause, Monk Dekong turned his head and looked at Xiao Lin: "Donor Xiao, this Sky Devouring Beast It seems that the divine beast is also destined to be with our Buddhist sect. As long as Mr. Xiao is willing to learn the forbidden divine art and set the Sky Devouring Divine Beast free, then I can consider letting the donor go?"

"Fate, old bald donkey. Even if I die, I will not get involved with you bald donkeys. If you have the guts, kill me. My primordial spirit entrusted to the void will breed fairy eggs again in the future. Tens of thousands of years later, I will be a hero again. I will definitely destroy your broken temple and kill all of you bald donkeys." I don't know if Xiao Hei has a deep hatred for the Buddhist sect, or was angered by Monk Dekong's words of fate, but he actually cursed without caring.

This curse directly made Monk Dekong's face black. Even though his Buddhist teachings are boundless and his heart is as deep as an ancient well, he was also angry at this moment.

He ignored Xiao Hei and looked at Xiao Lin, sneering: "If Mr. Xiao does not agree to contact the forbidden god technique, I can only send you back to reincarnation. In this way, the forbidden god technique will be broken by itself, and then I can subdue this stubborn beast."

Xiao Lin's heart sank to the bottom of the valley when he heard this. He never thought that he would bring himself a fatal disaster just by stealing a scripture.

Now that his blood and qi are forbidden, his only trump card is the immortal blade hidden in the spirit gourd deep in his dantian.

Xiao Lin is not sure whether he can kill the old monk in front of him, but he can't care about life and death at the moment.

Monk Dekong's face suddenly became gloomy, and his right hand slapped out like lightning, and a golden Buddha palm was printed on Xiao Lin's forehead with the force of thunder and lightning.

Xiao Lin was about to activate the spirit gourd, but he never thought that his brows would heat up. The next moment, a snow-white vortex appeared, and the golden Buddha's palm merged into it and disappeared instantly. This sudden scene surprised the old monk Dekong. His face changed drastically, and he hurriedly activated his magnificent Buddha power. Rows of Buddha's palms connected together and pressed towards Xiao Lin's brows.

In his opinion, the opponent had no magic power at all. Even if his spiritual power was strong, he was definitely not his opponent. As long as his sea of ​​consciousness was annihilated, he could be completely killed.

Monk Dekong did not intend to kill Xiao Lin. After all, the opponent was only at the realm of the Tribulation Crossing Stage, and he did not take him seriously. However, in the Zen room, he actually felt a trembling feeling from the young man in front of him. This feeling surprised him. This means that the young man is either in a very deep realm and is pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger, or there is some kind of magic weapon on him that can threaten him.

But he was trapped by his own Buddha Chain, so it was obviously not the former, so it could only be the second reason, which made the monk Dekong, who was always calm, actually have a trace of greed.

When he found this idea, he was also shocked and broke out in a cold sweat. He had practiced Vajra Meditation for many years and now had achieved the second major success. If his meditation was shaken by greed, then the golden body of the Great Sun Buddha he condensed might be disintegrated.

So he hurriedly closed his mind and stabilized his mind, so that he did not go astray. But after suppressing his greed, he did not intend to let go of Xiao Lin, the fat meat that was in his mouth. Moreover, not to mention the treasures that might be hidden in Xiao Lin, he would never let go of the Sky Devouring Divine Beast.

The Sky Devouring Divine Beast was a legendary fairy, one of the ancient beasts. If he could be controlled by himself and taken in as a guardian of Buddhism, it would not take ten thousand years for him to go one step further, advance to perfection, and become a Buddha-level existence. He could then be included in the Great Bodhi Temple and carry the power of boundless merit and faith.

Given time, ascending to the immortal world will be a natural outcome.

Moreover, taming the Sky Devouring Divine Beast will also bring about a radical change in his combat power, making him an important figure in the Buddhist sect.

Unfortunately, he never expected that Xiao Lin's secrets were far beyond his imagination. After the golden Buddha handprint was shot into the snow-white vortex, it disappeared without a trace. He seemed to have accumulated a punch and hit it on cotton without any effort.

Surprised, he planned to change his magical power, but his face changed drastically soon. It turned out that the Buddha power in his body seemed to be out of control. It was attracted by a huge force and shot madly into the vortex.

This shock was not trivial. His old face turned pale in an instant. Seeing that the pure Buddha power he had cultivated for tens of thousands of years was being sucked away continuously, sweat broke out on his forehead in an instant, and a look of fear appeared in his eyes.

"Master Xiao, what kind of magical power do you have? Please put it away. I know I am wrong."

Hearing this, Xiao Lin could only smile bitterly in his heart. It turned out that he was unable to control it at this moment. He only felt a warm force coming from the center of his eyebrows, which continuously entered the sea of ​​consciousness, but after entering the sea of ​​consciousness, it disappeared inexplicably.

At this moment, he was unable to move his whole body, and even couldn't speak. No matter how hard the old monk Dekong begged, it was useless.

The old monk Dekong was also scared to death at this moment. The Vajra meditation he had practiced for many years was also broken in an instant. At the critical moment of life and death, what a person can show may be his true heart. The old monk Dekong didn't know whether his Buddha heart collapsed or he was afraid of death, and he kept begging.

Xiao Hei on the side was also stunned, watching the monk Dekong's right palm already attached to the center of his boss's eyebrows, with golden light flashing wildly on his body, and even the trajectory of the surging golden light could be seen, which was continuously injected into the center of his master's eyebrows.

In just a few minutes, Monk Dekong was no longer able to speak. The wrinkles on his face were like old tree bark. As the last ray of golden light flowed out from his palm, his body slowly collapsed.

Monk Dekong was still hanging on to his breath and was not dead, but his eyes were full of death, and it was obvious that he was not far from death.

Xiao Lin also sat on the ground again, with golden light flashing on his body. The vortex between his eyebrows was still spinning, but it soon disappeared into his eyebrows. ()