Chapter 321 The One Who Knows Me Is the System

"Amitabha!" All the monks at Shaqiumen chanted the Buddha's name together.

"I didn't expect that this insane monk would be liked by many people. I'm so envious and jealous!" Gongyang Sword Immortal said sourly from the side.

"Senior Gongyang, you can do this as long as you want!" Fan Jian looked at Gongyang Sword Immortal and said.

"No, no, no, old man, I'm used to being free, but I can't stand this!"

In this way, a group of great monks from Shaqiu Sect, led by the leader Xunhai, discussed Buddhism with the Demonic Buddha for a while.

Afterwards, Xunhai selected some of his disciples who were good at chanting sutras and prepared to go to the hell world to purify the blood demons.

Among them, the four-person group is the most active.

"Xuanzhuang, I know that chanting is a good skill. Ku Kong, Ku Neng, Ku Jing, what kind of mess are you three getting into?

And Bai Longma, can you chant sutras? Even if he screams, he will follow him! "Xunhai said helplessly.

"The four of us who are learning from the scriptures are one. We must follow the master and protect the master! The master is weak and is afraid of being bullied!" Ku Kong said righteously.

"The last sentence is unnecessary! Ku Kong!" Monk Xuan Zhuangzhang said a little embarrassedly.

In this way, Fan Jian and his entourage led a group of great monks to their next destination, Sakyamuni Gate.

"Wusheng led the disciples to pay homage to the master!" Seeing Fan Jian's arrival, Wusheng led a group of Sakya Sect disciples to greet him at the door.

"Boy Fan, your pomp is no less impressive than that of Monk Di!" Gongyang Sword Immortal said sarcastically.

"Senior Gongyang, I made you laugh!" Fan Jian scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Jingfan!" Fan Jian glanced at the little nun Jingfan behind the monks. Jingfan returned to Sakyamuni Gate after helping Biluo Qingxia form the "King of Qin Breaking Formation" music formation.

"Fan...Headmaster Fan!" Jingfan's face turned red, and when he saw Fan Jian calling him, he said hello slightly!

"Why is this little girl so shy after not seeing her for a few days!" Fan Jian thought to himself, but didn't pay much attention at the moment!

If we say that Fan Jian was forced to become the head of the Sakyamuni Sect because he was forced to teach the medicine by Flute Medicine Buddha.

If all the members of the Sakyamuni Sect are still not convinced, then after experiencing the war in the hell realm, the Sakyamuni Sect is convinced of Fan Jian.

"Wusheng, I came here this time to ask the Sakyamuni Sect to do me a favor!" Fan Jian looked at Wusheng and said.

"The master's business is our business, please give your orders, master!"

"..."

Originally, Wu Sheng had a lot of criticism towards the Commander-in-Chief of Blood River and the Hell Realm because of what happened to Master Chen.

But later, when I saw Master Chen comprehending the great Buddha Dharma and sacrificing his life for righteousness, I finally understood the principle that all living beings are equal.

"Master, when will we set off?" Wu Sheng asked after selecting the disciples who would go to the hell realm to chant sutras.

"Without further delay, let's set off now!" Fan Jian asked the General of Blood River to lead the team, and the group marched toward the evil world of Blood River.

Fan Jian accidentally saw that Jingfan was also in the large team of Sakyamuni.

"Acting Master, what is the evil world of Blood River like, and what is the hell world like?" A young monk asked after Wu Sheng.

"They are all suffering people who need us to save them. They are no different from us!" Wu Sheng said lightly.

When the Commander of the Blood River heard this, his whole body trembled, and he also echoed, "Yes, they are just some suffering people!"

Silently all the way, the group of people soon arrived at the Yinxie Realm of Blood River. It was still the same foggy appearance, but the originally mighty Blood River was no longer there.

Under the guidance of the General of Blood River, everyone came to the location of the Blood Demon.

Next to a dry river bank, thousands of blood demons were surrounded by balls of blood, and each of them fell into a deep sleep. Only occasionally a few blood demons moved slightly.

"Because the energy of the blood demons is extremely low now, they are all in a state of suspended animation!" Commander Blood River explained to everyone.

“The blood demons bred by the blood river are born with the strength of a saint.

If you continue to eat people, your strength will continue to increase, but now these blood demons have lost their intelligence, I am afraid they will not be able to support them for long! "

The commander of the Blood River said numbly.

Fan Jian stepped forward and patted Commander Xuehe on the shoulder, and said, "Brother Xuehe, don't worry, it's still not too late."

As he said this, he signaled the great monks of Sakyamuni and Shaqiumen to start chanting sutras.

"Xuehe, please find a way to temporarily awaken their intelligence!" said the Demonic Buddha with his hands clasped together.

The blood river commander nodded slightly, waved his hand, and a burst of stronger blood flowed into the blood demon.

It didn't take long for thousands of blood demons to become restless.

One by one, they were staggeringly preparing to stand up. The scene was quite terrifying, but although the Blood Demon stood up, he looked relatively weak.

As soon as the blood demons recovered, the chanting began, and the sound made the entire blood river evil world become bright and gentle.

But the blood demons who heard the chanting kept roaring, as if they wanted to break through the shackles of blood.

The commander of Blood River frowned and continued to increase the output of blood energy.

"It seems that the chanting will not end for a while. Let's take advantage of the time to enter the system and have a look!" Fan Jian thought to himself.

After experiencing so many things, Fan Jian finally understood an ironclad truth. No matter what, you must be strong so that you have the right to speak.

This is true whether in the previous world or in the current world.

Whether the Divine Cultivation World chooses to fight against Qingting with him, or he will face the situation of being handed over and fighting alone, his own hard power is the key to guarantee everything!

"Little Receiving Value More than 10 million..."

After the battle with the Great Commander of Xuehe and the mobilization meeting, Fan Jian gained another wave of Little Receiving Value.

"Buddha Dao Zhenliu seems to be a very useful skill. On the premise of providing an improvement in one's own strength, it also has a good performance in actual combat. It seems that this skill must be maxed out..."

Fan Jian felt so distressed when he thought about the Buddha Dao Zhenliu that required 800,000 Little Receiving Value.

Last time, I bought six books of Buddha Dao Zhenliu for upgrading, but I didn't max out Buddha Dao Zhenliu, but you get what you pay for. What can I do?

"Forget it, never mind. Refreshing system skills may be even more of a rip-off. It's better to choose a known powerful skill to upgrade. It's a bit expensive, but I have a plan!"

Fan Jian gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, and clicked to buy. He couldn't help but curse the system profiteer from time to time. I really don't know what you need so many small values ​​for?

After buying six books of Buddha Dao Zhenliu again, Fan Jian's powerful skill was finally maxed out. The moment it was maxed out, the entire system background emitted golden light.

After reading the description, Fan Jian shouted:

The one who knows me best is the system!