Resurgence of Terror: Three Burials of Poor Monks, Funeral Burials

Even...and handed it to Tang Sanzan on his own initiative.

It exudes a unique power, making Tang Sanzun hold it.

Boss Zhang Hedao: (Shocked)

Zhang Hedao: Silence

Mao Qishui:

Six ears: confused

Tang Sanzan: What happened?

The purple gold Zen staff, like a baby swallow throwing itself into her arms, fell into the hands of Tang Sanzan.

There was no more movement, and the atmosphere was calm.

Chic and domineering shape.

Paired with Tang Sanzan's already extraordinary temperament.

Hmm... The essence of a social monk can be seen at a glance!

"Ah... what's the situation? Could this be a gift for the poor monk?"

Tang Sanzan held the body of the dragon scale wand with excellent hand feeling, feeling the unique power in the Zen wand.

The Buddhist image of killing animals that has been cultivated by him seems to be a little ready to move.

There was some faint resonance with this Zen stick.

Don't need to think about it, Tang Sanzan knew about this strangely shaped purple gold Zen staff.

It is bound to be inseparable from people who are in the lineage of Shasheng Buddha.

"That's right... This is a gift for you, but I didn't expect that the degree of fit seems to be a bit..."

Zhang Hedao opened his mouth with a strange expression, but did not continue.

One side.

The Taoist with exactly the same appearance as Zhang Hedao was dressed in a black Taoist robe.

Taking a step forward, he said with a kind smile, "Pindao——Zhang Huadao, this is the first time we meet. This purple-gold Zen staff is my little brother. How about asking Pindao to bring you a gift? Are you satisfied?"

Hearing this, Tang Sanzan's eyes changed slightly.

Zhang Hedao, Zhang Huadao.

Harmonious Dao, the integration of heaven and earth Dao into one's body is called Harmony.

To transform the Tao, to use one's own body to evolve the power of the laws of heaven and earth, is to transform.

Exactly the same appearance, incomparably close relationship.

Then, above these two, will there still be a "Zhang Zhidao"?

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Chapter 186 Secret Exchange, Mysterious Identity

"Little Master Three Burial, it seems that you are also very interested in the identities of the two of us?"

Zhang Huadao saw through Tang Sanzan's mind and asked.

"It's really interesting. After all, you're standing together. If it wasn't for the gap between the auras, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that you are the same person."

"What if... the two poor people are actually the same person?"

"..."

Tang Sanzan was slightly silent, but there was no surprise on his face.

Observing so closely, there is no illusion under the eye of wisdom.

Naturally, he could see a special connection between Zhang Hedao and Zhang Huadao.

But... what he can be sure of is.

The two people in front of them are clearly two completely independent individuals.

There is an obvious difference from the technique of incarnation outside the body.

"Master Sanbu must have many questions, and this Liu Er must be impatient."

"Why don't you ask Liu Er to take his old friends to the side to talk about the past and give them some private space."

"Let's change places and talk slowly?"

As he spoke, Zhang Huadao tapped his right hand lightly.

A gourd-shaped special treasure appeared in front of Liu Er.

"Thank you!"

How clever Liu Er is, he can understand the subtext in the other party's words in an instant.

With a grateful thank you, he took the gourd and ran to the side alone.

After all, it is an existence that has been transformed by Buddhism, even if it is rescued by Tang Sanzan now.

It's not surprising that the senior management of the Hidden Night Group doesn't trust him.

Moreover.

It does want to have a little private space with its former friends.

Six ears gradually disappeared from the sight of several people.

Zhang Huadao still waved his hand, and cast a barrier to prevent the possibility of being spied on and eavesdropped on.

at the moment.

Whether it is Tang Sanbu, or their own identities.

They can be said to be the most important secrets in the Hidden Night Group.

Don't allow them to be treated with carelessness.

One side.

At the peak of Faxiang Realm, Mao Qishui, who was only a step away from stepping into the Dao Merging Realm, looked a little embarrassed at the moment.

"Am I... a bit redundant? This shouldn't be something I should hear at my level, right?"

Zhang Huadao patted Mao Qishui on the shoulder when he heard the words: "It's okay to listen to it, just don't spread it."

As soon as I heard the words "one of my own people".

Mao Qishui's expression was not only not touched at all, but felt like crying.

With these three words, how much labor has Zhang Hedao prostituted for nothing? !

As long as he heard these three words now, Mao Qishui's first reaction would be.

I am afraid that my precious wine will be murdered again!

As well as the question of whether to postpone the payment of my own salary.

He is bitter!

As the only honest person in the hidden night group in Yunshan City.

Even old man Fang and the others can still get something from Zhang Hedao from time to time.

However, Mao Daochang, who is under one person and above ten thousand people.

Apart from his own personal pockets, he is really destitute.

Si Junfeng, who was as famous as him back then, had an incomparably rich family background.

Poor Taoist Master Mao, he is indeed one of his own.

But the result is... After the relationship is too familiar.

Being a cow and a horse, working hard without complaint, it's so hard to ask for money.

Who does this make sense to?

The worst part was when he mustered up the courage to speak.

Zhang Hedao will considerately help him practice the "shut-up meditation" of supernatural powers.

If it weren't for the fact that Zhang Hedao, with his advanced state, often preached for Mao Qishui himself to solve doubts.

Mao Daochang must have rolled up his bedding overnight and ran away...

"Little Master Three Burials, Pindao said straight to the point that Pindao is very interested in the mystery of your life experience."

"This Zijin Zen stick chooses its own owner, and choosing you makes Pindao affirm some guesses in his heart."

"So... how about this, let's exchange information, and we won't suffer from each other, how about it?"

Zhang Huadao looked directly into Tang Sanzan's eyes without any concealment.

"This..."

Tang Sanzan groaned, and for a moment he didn't know how to answer.

As for the matter of Shasheng Buddha's lineage, it is not a big problem to say whether it is said or not.

But... own identity.

I don't know myself either!

"Is there any difficulty for Little Master Three Burial? There is no need to force these things. I am just curious and want to know more about some guesses about certain things. If it is difficult, we can avoid this topic."

Zhang Huadao looked at Tang Sanzan's pensive appearance, smiled and said.

"That's not the problem, the main thing is... Lord Buddha, I don't even know my own life experience."

Tang Sanzan shrugged helplessly.

"This..." Zhang Huadao's face gradually changed slightly.

"It seems... Little Master Three Burial that you have more secrets than I guessed before."

After Zhang Huadao took a deep breath, his tone became a little dignified.

"If it's possible, Lord Buddha, I also want to know about my own origin. If so, why not tell me about it from this Zen stick and your guess?"

Tang Sanzan took a look at the Zen staff, which was about as tall as his own.

His eyes fell on Zhang Huadao.

"It's easy to say. If you guessed correctly, the little master of the third burial should be from a lineage that is opposite to Buddhism, right?"

"That's right." Tang Sanzan affirmed without hesitation.

"Since this is the case, it also proves that the vague records of the outside world are correct, and there are indeed special existences like yours! The calamity that Buddhism suffered back then did indeed happen!"

Zhang Huadao's tone was full of emotion and awe, "This Nine Dragons Zen stick, according to our guess, is the divine object left by the great power who caused the disaster of Buddhism back then!"

When Tang Sanzan heard this, his pupils shrank slightly.

I thought.

Perhaps this purple-gold Zen stick was forged by a powerful senior from the lineage of Shasheng Buddha.

But now it seems.

But it is very likely that it came from the hand of the patriarch? !

"Little Master Sanbu, from your actions after you came to the Yinye Group, and the words you said to old man Fang at the beginning."

"Pin Dao only deduces that you belong to the inheritor of that line."

"I'm afraid that only your lineage will have the courage to fight against the current Buddhism."

"..."

Zhang Huadao went on to tell the story without any intention of hiding anything.

In Jiangyinye group, all the records about the Buddhist catastrophe.

They were all relayed to Tang Sanzan verbatim.