Marquis of Grand Xia Chapter 1389: Buddha and Demon


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Chapter 1368 The Buddha and the Devil

Western Buddha World, between wild mountains and wild mountains, countless number's Tsing Yi Monk moves forward with Monk Staff, Executing Demon expelling evil.

"Old man, can you make some vegetarian meals?"

In front of a small courtyard, the asceticated Monk stopped and looked at the old man in the courtyard and said.

In small courtyard, the old man saw the Tsing Yi Monk outside, opened the fence made of wood, and said, "Great Master please come in."

"Thank you uncle."

Tsing Yi Monk Thank you, step into the hospital.

"Old Man serves some food for Great Master."

The old man took alms bowl in the hands of Monk and walked toward the house tremblingly.

Not long afterwards, the old man walked with the food and handed it to Monk.

"Thank you."

Tsing Yi Monk took the meal and began to eat it with a tired look.

The old man stood aside and watched the Monk gobble up to eat. He looked calm and did not have too many strange colors.

He is not the first time to see these ascetic Monk. These Monk are good people, and they are admired by the world for Executing Demon expelling evil.

Tsing Yi Monk did not stay much after eating fast food and got up and left.

Before the old man was sent to the hospital, he watched Monk leave.

In the wild mountains and wilderness, most of them are Strange Spirit. Some pedestrians are scared by Strange Spirit. Ten passes and ten pass passes. The whereabouts of these Strange Spirits will be exposed. It will not be long before Tsing Yi Monk arrives and conquers these Strange Spirits.

The ascetic Monk never accepts the people ’s silver money, and at most it only consumes a bowl of vegetarian food, which is why the ascetic monk of Western Buddha World is highly respected.

However, evil thing and Strange Spirit of Western Buddha World are far more than other places of God World. Tsing Yi Monk of countless number is dispatched together, and they ca n’t do anything wrong.

The old man sent Monk shortly away. Outside the courtyard, the figure of plain clothes with white hair came and looked at the mountain in front, and the cold eyes flashed through the different colors.

I heard that there is a large temple in this mountain, which is a famous Buddhist temple nearby. One of the temples is Old Monk, Buddhist Law, which can be used to open the light for Magical Artifact.

It ’s not surprising that the Magical Artifact is turned on and the souls of the dead are ascended to heaven. However, it ’s not common for Buddha to be a Buddha.

"Immortal Elder, haven't you arrived yet?"

On Ning Chen's shoulder, the little gourd pulled a strand of hair and asked.

"Almost soon."

Ning Chen looked at the majestic mountain ahead, and answered.

"Monster!"

At this time, in small courtyard, the old man was afraid to see the little man talking on the shoulder of the white-haired man outside the hospital.

Xiao Hulu heard the old man ’s shout, looked at him with big eyes, pouted, and said, "I am not a monster."

"Monster."

The old man stepped back and forth, and after three or two steps, he quickly turned and ran back to the house.

"Immortal Elder."

Little Hulu was very wronged and said, "I am not a monster."

"The little gourd is Immortal Spirit, of course not a monster."

Ning Chen smiled on the cold face, responded.

Hearing the master's consolation, Xiao Hulu quickly regained her mood and played with herself.

Ning Chen glanced at the small courtyard next to it, thoughtfully thought about it, and immediately walked towards the mountain ahead.

Buddha Qi, only Buddhist Gate people have been here.

Do you practice Monk?

Ning Chen took the small gourd into the mountains. As soon as he entered the forest, the small gourd seemed to enter his own home, running happily with bare feet everywhere.

"Be careful not to encounter beasts and eat you up."

At the rear, Ning Chen opened to remind.

"I am not afraid of beasts."

The little gourd said back and continued to run forward happily.

Ning Chen followed behind unhurriedly, gazing at the invisible mountains in front, looking for the traces of the legendary temple.

Unconsciously, half a day passed, the setting sun went down, and in the mountains, the sky quickly dimmed.

"Ghost!"

When the sky is dark, the young gourd's voice sounds sharp and harsh in front.

Ning Chen heard the words, frowning slightly, and walked over.

In the forest in front, the small gourd flew back quickly, holding the former arm, said, "Immortal Elder, there are ghosts."

"Not afraid."

Ning Chen comforted in a soft voice and stepped forward.

In the woods, the dozens of white illusory shadow floating in the woods are all women, with their tongues sticking out, terrifying unusual/exceptionally.

In the middle of many wronged soul, Tsing Yi Monk stands with Monk Staff in hand, and Buddha Strength diffuses, blocking Ghost Qi phagosome.

"Immortal Elder, so many ghosts."

Little Hulu hides behind Ning Chen, whispering.

"Not a ghost."

Ning Chen said calmly, "It's wronged soul."

"What is wronged soul?"

Little gourd is puzzled.

"I do n’t die before I die, and my three souls do n’t go away after death."

Ning Chen indifferently says, these women, like the women outside the broken temple, did not die normally. It seems that this seemingly peaceful Western Buddha World is not Pure Land.

In front, among the many wronged souls, Tsing Yi Monk stands Monk Staff aside, hands folded, recite Mantra, and begin to spend time surrounding wronged soul.

Monk chanting, Golden Light filled, wronged soul around immediately screamed.

Ghost Qi is gradually dissipating, and dozens of wronged soul are back to their original appearances. They are all women of the twenty-eighth year, the age of Fenghua Zhengmao, and die with hatred.

"Room your life."

The Ghost Qi is gone, and the ten-digit wronged soul kneels down to beg for mercy, and his expression is full of fear.

"Amitabha!"

Tsing Yi Monk opened his eyes, Buddha Strength surging, without any mercy, continue to recite the scriptures, want to spend all of these wronged soul.

"Huh?"

At this time, Tsing Yi Monk looked shocked, looking at the figure of white hair coming forward, his eyes dimmed.

This is?

Magic!

The real demon, Tsing Yi Monk entire mind on alert, nervous unusual/exceptionally.

In front, the tens of wronged soul saw it, and immediately fled towards all directions on all sides.

"Amitabha!"

Tsing Yi Monk looked cold, reached out to hold Monk Staff, and immediately gave a fierce meal.

In an instant, Monk was going to kill, Buddha Strength was diffused, and all wronged soul was dispersed instantly.

"Why kill them?"

Ning Chen stepped forward and asked calmly.

Qingyi Monk looked down, and said, "solitary soul wild ghost, to destroy the world, the Buddha cannot tolerate."

Ning Chen heard it, nodded gently, and said, "What about the devil?"

"Just do it!"

Tsing Yi Monk eyes revealed killing intent, said.

"Go well."

After speaking, Ning Chen passed by Monk, and sword light rose silently with no signs.

Tsing Yi Monk throat, sword mark appeared, blood spewed immediately, dyed red mountain forest.

"Why did Immortal Elder kill him?" Little Hulu puzzled.

"Why did he kill those wronged soul?" Ning Chen asked without asking.

"Because ghosts harm people." Xiao Hulu replied.

"Why do ghosts harm people?" Ning Chen continued to ask.

The little gourd heard that the little head was suddenly not enough for the answer.

"Because you want to live."

Ning Chen calmly said, "Just like a beast will prey on cattle and sheep, the purpose is just to live."

The small gourd face was dazed, and felt reasonable, but also felt a little unclear.

"No need to think so much."

Ning Chen smiled and said, "If I don't kill him, he will find a way to kill me. Buddha and demon cannot coexist."

When Tsing Yi Monk died, the old Buddha opened his eyes and looked at the front of the temple deep in the mountains and in the temple.

Magic?

Chapter one thousand three hundred and ninety-nine kill monks to become Demon

Under the dark night, the mountain forest is dark unusual/exceptionally, the moonlight is difficult to shine, and the whole mountain forest is out of reach with five fingers, so gloomy.

Ning Chen walked with the small gourd in the forest and walked all the way to the depths of the forest.

In the cold night, the cold wind blew through, the cold biting, the small gourd was hiding in the collar of Ning Chen, his big eyes looked around and he dared not come out.

After walking for about two hours, deep in the forest, Ning Chen stepped forward, looking at the temple in front of the mountainside, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Ning Chen stepped on his feet and his figure rose into the air.

Demon close-up, mountainside, Golden Light rises, want to block Demon from approaching.

However, the white-haired demon, cultivation base, was shocked, and entering Golden Light had no effect at all.

In the temple, Old Monk feels and looks down.

Outside the temple, Ning Chen bathed in buddhist light came and reached out and pushed open the door of the temple.

With a squeak, the door opened and Ning Chen stepped into it. In front of the main hall, they were separated by the door of the hall, and the two gazed.

"Have seen Great Master."

Outside the hall, Ning Chen stopped and bowed with courtesy.

In the hall, Old Monk said, "Benefactor, you are in the wrong place."

"Here we deliberately come here, I would like to ask Great Master to help God Transformation."

Ning Chen said calmly.

Old Monk heard the words and looked down, saying, "Your Excellency is the devil, why God Transformation."

"Magic?"

Ning Chen whispered softly, the dark color in the eyes faded, and the **** Demon Mark(s) of the eyebrows also disappeared, and the body Aura changed to restore divine nature.

"Is this all right?" Ning Chen said.

In the main hall, Old Monk looks shocked, and his face is unbelievable.

Squeaky, the hall door opened, Ning Chen walked in, looked at the figure in front of the hall Buddha Idol, politely, said, "Great Master."

"You are not a devil!"

Old Monk looked up and down, and said.

"Is it true that people are demons, is that important?" Ning Chen asked.

"Of course." Old Monk solemnly says.

Ning Chen heard the words, sighed softly, and said, "Sorry, I'm in the wrong place."

The words fell, the eyes of Ning Chen regained their ink color, blood marks appeared on the center of the eyebrows, demonic nature was amazing.

In the hands of Ning Chen, Demon Sword appears, and a sword is swept, see blood seal the throat.

Old Monk was shocked, and his eyes were full of shock.

Surging blood, dyed red before Buddha Great Land, dazzling unusual/exceptionally.

Ning Chen turned around and left, not long after, disappearing into the night.

Outside the mountains, Ning Chen looked at the sky Divine Moon and said, "Little gourd, if I become the devil who kills and does not blink, will you be afraid?"

In the collar, the little gourd shook his head gently, and said, "No."

"Why?" Ning Chen said softly.

"Immortal Elder is a good person." Little Hulu threw a voice.

Ning Chen smiled lightly and nodded, "I came to this Western Buddha World, I have heard of a method, Kill Ten-Thousand Monks, immediately become Demon, there was still hesitation before, now it will not."

Western Buddha World, the most indispensable is Tsing Yi Monk, since he has decided, kill it all.

Under the moon, hand-dyed the devil of Buddha Blood and made an amazing decision again, killing the monk Become Demon and strengthening his strength.

Three days later, in a wild mountain and wild hill, a Tsing Yi Monk fell silently, and his throat and sword mark cracked his bones, ruining the vitality of Monk.

Not far away from Monk, the ghosts tremble, and under Demon Might, they dare not move for half a minute.

"Go back."

Ning Chen glanced at the ghost, indifferently says.

The ghost immediately knelt down to salute and immediately got up and left.

Killed the Buddha and saved the ghost. Ning Chen left Demon Sword with Buddha Blood and disappeared.

In the next few months, Ning Chen walked the mountains and rivers all day, looking for Tsing Yi Monk.

Under Demon Sword, more and more Tsing Yi Monk died, and more and more ghosts were rescued.

The legend of Western Buddha World and ghosts eat people is spreading more and more. Although no one has ever seen it in person, such rumors have spread throughout the Buddha World.

"You don't know, a few days ago, I saw more than a dozen green faced long toothed/ferocious ghosts in the mountains and ate a living person, which was terrible."

In the tea house, Storyteller was talking to a group of people about their knowledge and heard everyone stunned.

"You lie!"

At this time, at a table not far away, an young girl opened his mouth and crossed his hips, "Why are there so many ghosts in this world."

Storyteller raised his head and looked at young girl not far away, disgruntled, "Little Miss, what I have seen with my own eyes, there are falsehoods, those ghosts are on the hill outside the city, you can go if you do n’t believe Look. "

"Go, go, I will come back to uncover your lies."

young girl said something, took treasure sword on the table, and walked out of the tea house.

A hundred miles away from the small town, on the barren hill, young girl came with a sword, and when he walked to the front of the forest, he felt a little bit back in his heart.

In front, the sky is getting dark, deep in the forest, it is dark, and nothing can be seen.

young girl has been standing for a long time, and once he gritted his teeth, he walked towards the forest in front.

In the mountains and forests, the wind screams and sounds creepy.

young girl clenched the sword in his hand and walked for dozens of years, his heart grew more and more scared.

All around, the sky is completely dark, and less than one foot can be seen.

"Woo."

At this time, the woman ’s crying sounded bleak, desolate, and eerie.

The inexplicable crying in the night makes people more frightened. young girl immediately stopped and shivered.

"Return my life!"

The dark voice shouted, and the ten-digit white illusory shadow appeared, floating on the void, surrounding young girl.

"Ghost!"

When young girl saw this, he immediately screamed, covering his head, frightened.

A dozen of white illusory shadow floats around, getting closer and closer, with a greasy face and terrifying looks.

After half a quarter of an hour, the surroundings gradually calmed down, and young girl raised his head, and there was no one in front of him.

The ghost disappeared, young girl stretched out his hands, looked at his body, and heaved a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, he was not eaten.

"Ah!"

At this moment, in the forest, a shrill cry rose and the birds and beasts were scattered.

young girl heard it, overwhelmed his fear, and ran quickly.

In front, Monk in Tsing Yi, waving Monk Staff in his hand, shattered one after another white illusory shadow.

Ten countless white clothes illusory shadow were all killed in a blink of an eye. In the hands of Tsing Yi Monk, alms bowl flew up, drawing all the remaining soul power of wronged soul into it.

Seeing this scene, young girl shocked unusual/exceptionally.

At this moment, at the end of the night, the figure of plain clothes and white hair stepped forward, eyes pitch black like black ink, **** Demon Mark(s) engraved on his eyebrows.

Tsing Yi Monk felt, and looked forward, his face suddenly frozen.

Magic!

After counting the interest, the white-haired Demon approached, without a word, passing by, sword light dazzled.

The Tsing Yi Monk shuddered, leaving no room for returning, and the figure fell straight back.

Click!

Ning Chen stepped forward, crushed alms bowl of Monk with one foot, and dozens of remnant souls flew out, instinctively respected, immediately flew to the depths of the forest.


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