my past life simulator

Chapter 466 465 [Shoot out! 】

The person who came here had an ordinary appearance, and he belonged to the face of the people who couldn't be found in the crowd, and he couldn't tell that he was the head of a faction.

He is wearing a five-color cassock, which is made of blue satin as a whole. It is embroidered with multicolored silk thread from bottom to top, sea water, river cliffs, lotus throne, left and right symmetrically embroidered golden double fish, treasure cover, and multicolored cloud patterns are decorated with red bats, dragons, Seahorse, ruyi, coral and other miscellaneous treasure patterns.

One corner of the chest is decorated with flat gold embroidered Ruyi cloud heads and multicolored embroidered Sakyamuni Buddha statue and lotus flower. The opposite corner is on the back, and the other two opposite corners are on the left and right shoulders. bell.

Wearing a five-skull crown on the head, it looks like a variant of the five-wisdom crown. The whole is made of gold, agate, and ruby, but the five small skulls are more prominent.

This thing is generally held for large-scale religious activities, or can only be worn by monks with high status.I don't know, which one is the head of the family branch of the Bufa Temple in Shangyang City, and is it all?

"Impossible, you are not going to participate in the Bufa Temple." The leader who wanted to kill all the people present with one palm opened his eyes wide, with an unbelievable look.

Before he finished speaking, Wang Bo waved his hand to interrupt.

"Yes, I did go to the plateau. However, I went there to be promoted to the position of Dharma Protector. The master may not be able to rush back to Shangyang City in a short time. However, Dharma Protector is different."

"Pfft—" the leader couldn't believe it when he heard this.It seemed that he had been hit hard, and a mouthful of blood spewed out, and his whole body immediately became sluggish, and his lifelessness spread at a glance.

He already has a will to die.

Originally, I was a mage, and with some means, I might not be able to escape from a master who was only one level higher.It's a pity that in the face of a Dharma protector, there is absolutely no life.

"Hehe, my family has long wanted to clean it up, people from all major factions in the city. They just put the yellow prayer wheel in the Buddhist exhibition hall, and you bit the hook one by one.

In addition, this is the sixth time this old man has shot.Captured or killed in front, a total of twelve waves were caught, nearly 200 people.I think you three waves should be the last bug.

Having said that, among the fifteen waves of people, only you and the three waves of people are the strongest, and they have brought us the heaviest losses.It is really not to be underestimated, not to be underestimated. "

The old monk, who was pinching the imprint of phantom, glanced at the exhibition venue, and said quite frightenedly.

Don't kill the monk: "."

Co-authored, the family branch of Bufa Temple in Shangyang City, has been playing with me?
"Yes, we are just kidding you."

Don't look at the old monk's long benevolent eyebrows, his white eyebrows are drooping, and he has the demeanor of an elder.

In fact, the mouth is really poisonous.

Monk Busha was so angry that he trembled all over, wishing he could step forward and chop him to death with two knives.

I thought it was sneaking in silently, but it turned out to be infernal.

"Impossible! You are a mage, and I am also a mage. Why can you confuse me with your fingerprints?"

In this regard, the old monk chuckled lightly.

"Do you think that the secret spell blessed on the glass is only for protection? The traitor of Baoguang Temple, no wonder the contemporary abbot Yuan Guang didn't send monks to chase you down.

Just a reckless man who is not good at learning arts, only knows how to wield the sword.If I were Master Yuanguang, I wouldn't waste my energy on you.If you have that time, you might as well read two more verses. "

The seven orifices that do not kill the monk are angry, he hesitates to speak several times, because he has no way to refute.After all, I have been played with by others.

"Wang Bo, why do you think they can protect the golden prayer wheel? If... if someone can take it away!!" The leader of the second group of raiders looked up and looked directly at the family biography of Bufa Temple. asked the head of the branch.

"Hey! The big furniture is a disciple of Buddhism, but do you really put your thoughts on the Buddhist scriptures?" The surname Wang sighed, why is it not as good as one generation after another?

"Let me give you some popular science, prayer wheel, prayer wheel. The focus is on turning, prayer wheel. No matter who owns the golden prayer wheel, its function is to turn the prayer.

The monk will put the scriptures written with the six-character mantra into the scripture tube and turn it by hand. Every time you turn it, it is equivalent to chanting the scriptures once to accumulate merit.

Therefore, what is really important is the six-character mantra inside the prayer wheel, not the prayer wheel itself.The golden prayer wheel does have inconceivable power, but without the six-character mantra, it can at best be regarded as a good magic weapon.

As long as the six-character mantra is not lost, just find a prayer wheel and put it in the original human skin paper with the mantra written on it.It is still the incredible prayer wheel. "

"Hahahaha." The leader laughed miserably, not reconciled, really not reconciled.Even if he really escaped from birth, he still couldn't get the golden prayer wheel with real magical power.

From the beginning to the end of the plan, everything came to nothing, and the blow to people was beyond words.

As for not killing the monk, he was completely dumbfounded.

The old monk with kind eyebrows and kind eyes turned his poisonous tongue before, and this guy was so angry that he wished he could chop people with a knife.

Now, in deep thought.

Is he not suitable to be a mercenary in the practice world, but he should go back to the temple honestly and recite scriptures.

Damn, the outside world is full of goofs and dogs.

With my own brain, I can't play with these bastards who are full of bad things!

"You understand the cause and effect clearly, and now you can die peacefully?" The head of the family branch of Bufa Temple asked the leader with a smile on his face.

"Peace? Fuck! You are making fun of me, standing aside and watching jokes. You want me to die peacefully? No way, even if it is death, I will drag a few backs."

As soon as the words fell, his exposed skin was instantly covered with dense black Sanskrit characters.

At the same time, a dark and gloomy air condensed, and the whole person looked like a ghost crawling out of hell.

"not good!"

Seeing this, the old monk who was pinching the imprint of illusion, turned around and ran away, regardless of maintaining his posture.

The Busha monk who has been standing not far from the leader is a bit faster than the kind-hearted old poisonous tongue.

"Chucky-"

"boom!!"

The leader was torn apart, and thick black gas spewed out from his body when it exploded.

The bright moon hanging high in the sky was even covered up for a time.

"Don't move, whoever moves will die!"

When the family suddenly drank, it was a pity that they spoke a little late.

Some people stopped in a hurry, but they couldn't stand the inertia, which caused many people to stagger before they stopped.

Then, nothing happened.

"call--"

When someone let out a sigh of relief, be thankful that nothing happened.

In the next second, the terrifying side appeared.

Those who stop their running when their family members yell angrily, but fail to stop in time and take another two steps.

Under the eyes of everyone, it suddenly broke into pieces of meat.

"!!!"

"The invisible monk of Baoguang Temple has the ability to suppress objects in his body, similar to the wooden man game we used to play in kindergarten when we were young. Under his watchful eyes, don't make any moves, or you will be dismembered."

When everyone heard the words, they suddenly realized.

It turned out that the other party and Busha monk came from the same temple.

No wonder, no wonder those who are possessed by demons do not kill, but obey others' advice.

It's not just because of the money, it's because of the relationship between the two of you who are brothers in the same sect.

"Knowledgeable!"

The Busha monk turned his back to the black air generated by his senior brother's self-explosion, and said word by word.

The black depression slowly dissipated, revealing the bright moon hanging high in the sky, and also exposing the originally covered land.

A black humanoid object stood still in place.

All over his body, there are only a bunch of blood-red eyeballs, looking up, down, left, and right at the living people present.

About three to five breaths, close again.

"Walk."

All the novices and monks fled in a hurry.

Wooden people, who has never played.

Although they are not facing each other with their backs facing each other, opening and closing their eyes must correspond to turning their backs to each other.

But when they took a step, the black figure suddenly opened its blood-red eyes.

There were a few stunned young men who were cut into pieces on the spot.

Some of the more experienced old people walked backwards away.

The moment he saw the black figure open his eyes, he immediately stopped moving and survived.

On the other side, He Zhao, who had always chosen to lie down and pretend to be dead, was dumbfounded.

He seems to have seen this thing many times!

'Gudong.'

Could it be?

He had a bad guess.

'what? '

There is something wrong with the golden prayer wheel next to the head!
Wait a minute, it's not about the prayer wheel, but about the fuzzy Buddha living in his mind.

An inexplicable connection is docked with the golden prayer wheel.

"Om!"

"Well!"

"Woolen cloth!"

"Bah!"

"mum!"

"Huh!"

The next moment, a string of Sanskrit words appeared in his heart.

【】.

"???"

No, what's the use of suddenly giving me a six-character mantra and Sanskrit.

The golden prayer wheel next to the head lost all its color and changed from gold color to an old and dilapidated object.

It seems that teaching the six-character mantra has already exhausted all the strange power.

He lay down from beginning to end, without getting involved in a bunch of messy things.

Outside the wreckage of the car, it was a mess.

The six sword-wielding monks left behind by the missing monk had long had the will to die.

After waiting for the suppressant left by the leader, they closed their eyes for the second time, and they quickly rushed towards the old monk.

"Grass!"

Seeing this, the poisonous monk cursed loudly.

What hatred, what resentment.

Why are you staring at me?

He didn't dare to be negligent, and when he secretly played tricks on everyone with the phantom seal, he saw with his own eyes how powerful the sword-wielding monks were.

The two cubs from the Wolf Mountain Temple, the giants transformed by the Vajrapani mantra, were beaten so helplessly that they couldn't fight back.

I have old arms and legs, but I can't stand the toss.

"Bah!"

Huan Yuyin reappeared in the arena, and a mysterious force came to him, instantly engulfing the six monks who rushed to kill.

The dark oppressor, opened his eyes for the second time.

The six monks did not stop, so they were all tragic.

On the way to attack, it was broken into pieces of meat bit by bit.

"Crack!"

The old monk looked at the pieces of meat under his feet, his eyes twitched.

Seemingly satisfied after killing people, he closed his eyes again.

"call--"

It's so dangerous, and the danger of killing him is finally lifted.

He is old.

Sometimes you can do it without doing it, and every time you mobilize the power in your body, it is a suicidal act.

"Kongwen, can you hold on?"

Wang Bo asked in a serious tone, the old monk didn't speak, just nodded.

"Six-syllable mantra."

"it is good."

"唵 (ong) well (mā) it (nī) (bēi) mi (mēi) hum (hōng)!"

The mantra has divine power, but the monk's oppression is not seen, and he wants to open his eyes, but is suppressed by a mysterious force.

He could only struggle with all his strength, trying to kill with his eyes open.

"Om mani padme hum."

"Om mani padme hum."

"Om mani padme hum."

The old monk kept repeating the six-character mantra, and dense cold sweat quickly appeared on his forehead.

Moreover, the black Sanskrit characters are looming like before the invisible monk blew himself up.

Wang Bo walked quickly to the suppressed object, and took out a bone bowl from under the five-color cassock.

The name of this bowl is: Gabala bowl.

It is made of the skulls of eminent monks who have achieved success in practice, and is decorated with crystal, gold, agate, and jade. It is also one of the important instruments of the initiation ceremony.

Gently placing the bowl in front of the ballast, he took a waterskin from under his vestments.

After opening, pour into the Gabala bowl.

A unique, intoxicating aroma permeates the air.

When the people around smell it, they all show ecstatic expressions.

The blood-red liquid flowed out from the water bag, about a third of which fell into the bowl, and Wang Bo stopped.

"stop!"

The old monk with a poisonous tongue thought it was over, he stopped chanting the six-character mantra.

At the same time, the repressor who did not see the monk opened his eyes.

The scarlet eyes stared at the blood-red viscous liquid in Gabala's bowl for an instant.

The next moment, the whole shadow got into it.

Then, there was a swallowing sound.

The red liquid in the bowl became less and less with the sound.

When it completely disappeared, it was replaced by black and thick, and it was unclear whether it was a gas or a liquid flow.

"Click!"

A luxurious bowl cover inlaid with agate and gemstones is gently covered to fit the Gabala bowl tightly.

"call--"

Wang Bo breathed a sigh of relief, and finally solved the suppression.

"Thanks for your hard work, Kong Wen. If it wasn't for the Dharma Protector Promotion Ceremony, plus traveling all the way, I would have consumed too much. I wouldn't let you recite the six-character mantra to help me overcome this evil."

"You don't need to be a family member, everything is what the old monk should do." The kind-hearted old monk, facing the head of the family branch of Bufa Temple, changed his venomous demeanor.

The monk who had already fled away, looked at the two of them and let out a pooh.

The one surnamed Wang turned around and said to the monks and monks around him.

"You clean up."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the old monk Kongwen behind him with a fierce look in his eyes.

He raised his right hand, aimed at the waist of the head of the family, and savagely slammed it down.

"puff--"

"rub!!"

At the same time as he succeeded, he quickly backed away and opened a large distance from him.

"Humph!"

Wang Bo, who had always been steady and fearless in times of danger, only felt a pain in his waist and could not help but groan.

He turned his head and looked, only to see Kong Wen's hands clutching a bloody waist.

Raw! !
"you"

Before he could finish speaking, the old monk chuckled, his face changed with flesh and blood, and finally settled on a strange old wrinkled face.

"Big elder?"

Liu Feng and Manduo were stunned at the same time, muttering to themselves.

He someone: "???"

Fukujin!

(End of this chapter)