Chapter 428 Mutations in Buddhist Altars

Although there are still too many unsolved mysteries;

Although there are still too many problems…

But Jiang Han knew that the most important thing now was to go back, find the master first, and then discuss the blood sect with the master and everyone.

Things are imminent…

When leaving, Fang Han, who has succeeded as the new king, came to see Jiang Han off in person. A copper coin was stuffed into Jiang Han’s hand.

Jiang Han was surprised to find that it was a golden astrolabe.

“This is the gold astrolabe used by my mother. Its speed is ten times that of the silver astrolabe. I hope you…don’t forget her.” Tears flashed.

Jiang Han looked at the golden astrolabe, and suddenly the astrolabe left Jiang Han’s palm by itself, and turned into a golden astrolabe with a diameter of two meters not far away. With magnificent gemstones and patterns, Jiang Han patted Fang Han on the shoulder: “Langya Kingdom, it’s up to you…”

“Well…” Fang Han nodded, although there are still There are many things to say, but the two still say goodbye one after another.

Jiang Han stepped on the golden astrolabe, and sure enough, the flying speed of this magic weapon is very impressive, even faster than the original Heixuan Battleship.

“What does Subhuti think, Sutuopanna can make this thought, I can’t get the fruit of Sutuopanna, Subhuti said, it’s not why the World Honored One…”

At the King Kong Temple in Tianquan City, the monks gathered on the grounds in front of the Daxiong Hall. A total of 72 eminent monks chanted sutras around a Buddhist niche.

Master Wugen is on the futon. He keeps beating the wooden fish and muttering words in his mouth: “I don’t get into the color, sound, fragrance, touch, it’s called Sutuo Huan Subhuti, what do you think? Si Tuo Hanneng can do what he thinks…”

However, the sweat on the forehead of Master Wugen showed that his current state is not easy, on the contrary, it is very difficult.

Suddenly, the top of the altar began to shake like the lid of a pot of boiling water, and a large amount of black breath gushed out intermittently from inside!

“Monster, the Buddha said to put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately, but you refuse to let go of your obsession!” Master Diming yelled, and stomped the tin stick in his hand on the ground.

A buddha ring erupted from the tin staff, calming down the bumpy top of the buddha in front of him.

However, Master Diming blushed, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

“Abbot!” The surrounding monks looked over worriedly.

Master Diming clasped his hands together and sat down cross-legged. The tin rod was hung on his arm, hanging horizontally.

Master Diming yelled angrily: “Continue to chant sutras!” Subhuti said, no, World Honored One, why is the name of Anagamin not coming, but in fact everything will come, that is why it is called Anagamin, Subhuti, what do you mean…”

The monks continued to do the regular chanting.

However, the Buddhist altar still couldn’t calm down. The things inside tried to struggle out several times, but they were always suppressed by the Buddhist scriptures of the people…

Suddenly, Among the crowd, a monk’s body swayed as if in a fit of madness, and black air emerged from his body. He murmured, “No, don’t come here…I’m not a thief, I’m not a thief…”
< br/> This young monk remembered that before he escaped into Buddhism, when he was wandering on the street, he was treated as a thief and beaten with a stick and was seriously injured.

It turned out that the real thief stuffed the stolen goods in his arms when he escaped after failing to steal, and he almost died because of this.

A strange voice came from my ear: “This world is so unfair. Before you escaped into Buddhism, you suffered a lot of humiliation. Did you really forgive them?”< br/>

Beside the little monk, his senior brother felt something strange in him, and said quickly: “Brother? Brother, are you okay…”

But the little monk’s ears However, similar demonic whispers continued to appear.

“You don’t blame them? Huh… Then why do you always have the worst nightmare? They hurt a poor child with their own malice, and you are definitely not the first, but now you want to Pretending not to see, pretending to give up? You hate them in your heart, like these heinous people, you don’t need to save them, just destroy them…”

“Buddha doesn’t kill…Ami…Amitabha… …” The little monk continued to insist.

But the voice became more and more clear: “I saw your heart. At that time, you wanted to kill that family, but because you were just a child at that time, if you were given another Chance, you are a capable monk, will you really spare them? The Buddha’s heart is evil, you are deceiving your own heart…”

“I don’t accept it!” The little monk Standing up suddenly, this also made the three Wugen monks look over.

And the little monk’s skin was already dark, his eyes were bloodshot like a ghost from hell, he gritted his teeth, breathing black air all over his body: “Why does Buddhism have to forgive those extremely evil people? Why? Want all things to be empty?! Why do you have to give up hatred as soon as you enter Buddhism?! Why!”

He almost roared out, hoarse.

“Not good, that disciple’s Buddha’s heart has been messed up!” Wu Gen said.

Wu Nian said Amitabha, flew forward, and grabbed the monk’s head with his palm. Wu Nian’s body was also perpendicular to the ground, and he muttered: “Shameless devil, don’t hurry up!” Get away! Well, well, coax!”

As he spoke, a Buddhist seal was struck on the young disciple’s head, and the disciple immediately sat on the ground. Although his body was trembling, his emotions had already stabilized Not a lot.

“Hahahaha…you’ve been fooled!” A wild laugh came from the altar.

Suddenly, a gap was opened on the top of the Buddha, and a black smoke flew out, wrapping Wu Nian’s neck directly.

“Devil Lord, the Buddha told you to think about your mistakes, but you are still determined!” Wugen stepped forward and immediately pushed his hands on the altar.

Wuyu, one of the three eminent monks, also came to the opposite of Wugen, trying to stop the demon king from raging through the altar.

Unexpectedly, two black air appeared in the altar again, enveloping Rootless and Desireless.

“Master!” a monk exclaimed.

Master Diming on the high platform scolded angrily: “Go back and recite the Great Compassion Mantra with this old monk!”

However, more black smoke gathered over, like a stream of smoke Like a long black snake, it swam towards Master Diming’s futon!

As he spoke, he bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of golden blood spewed out, which just hit the wooden fish, and the frequency of tapping also increased suddenly.

“Nan Wu Amitabha Buddha!”

During the recitation, bursts of golden smoke emanating from the tin staff drifted towards the altar, like silk thread, Wrapped the altar.

“How many times can you suppress me? Hahaha… Every time, I will be stronger than before!”

The black smoke was forced into the altar, And the three masters of the “no” generation were finally rescued, each of them panting.

(End of this chapter)