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

Zhang Zhidao's eyes flickered.

The simple and boundless atmosphere manifested from him again.

The Dharma image of the Taiqing sage quietly emerged.

The Taiji diagram sprinkled a wisp of Dao rhyme.

Not the slightest surprise.

King Fudo Ming was already defeated, and he had already lost the ability to resist.

He even lost the will to resist.

There is no escape, no escape.

I want to negotiate terms with the other party, and try to fight for benefits in exchange for my own life.

Zhang Zhidao was completely unmoved.

Don't even give him a chance to speak!

After a breath.

The dust has settled.

Zhang Zhi straightened out his slightly messy Taoist robe and white hair.

Restored to the appearance of the fairy bone, floating down.

Also ignore others.

Instead, he walked up to Tang Sanzan first, his eyes filled with relief and emotion: "Thanks to you kid, otherwise... this time would be dangerous, and... the magic of this little thing , is far beyond Pindao's imagination, so it must be treated well."

Zhang Zhidao had a kind smile on his face.

Carefully holding the big red, handed it to Tang Sanzan.

It seems to have been praised by others.

Dahong held her head high, her round eyes filled with pride.

It seems to be saying-look, there are still people who know the goods!

Tang Sanzan also showed a slight smile at the corner of his mouth, took Dahong, and gently stroked Dahong's soft feathers.

The little thing immediately showed a comfortable expression.

The head still rubbed against Tang Sanzan's chin to express intimacy.

Put Big Red behind his shoulders.

Tang Sanzun put his eyes on Zhang Zhidao's side.

Although the Dharma image of the Taiqing sage has disappeared.

But the illusory Taiji diagram suppressed Fudo Mingwang, turned him into a bird and beast size, and floated beside Zhang Zhidao.

"Are you interested in this guy's Buddhist secret?"

Zhang Zhidao asked with a smile.

In his opinion, Fudo Mingwang is very important to Tang Sanzan.

The only value is just the Buddhist supernatural powers in the other party's hands.

Besides.

Zhang Zhidao also couldn't imagine that Tang Sanzan would have any thoughts about King Fudo Ming.

It can't be... the following system, to save Fudo Mingou, right?

"No, no, no, Lord Buddha, I'm not very interested in this guy's secret techniques, but in him!"

Tang Sanzun grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

"Oh?" The corners of Zhang Zhidao's eyes twitched slightly, and he thought to himself: This kid can really save this great monk, right?

Then it's really... absolutely perfect!

But looking at Tang Sanzan's confident face.

Inexplicably, Zhang Zhidao thumped in his heart.

There's always this odd sense of... cognitions about to be broken again.

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Chapter 329 Can't Swallow King Ming

Hidden Night Group.

In the cave space.

A lively banquet in a cheerful atmosphere.

Everyone drank to their heart's content.

Everyone has a happy smile on their face.

An unprecedented crisis disappeared without a trace, and a great victory was achieved.

Even in an organization as strict as the Yin Ye Group.

It is also rare to have a short opportunity to relax.

Scene like this.

Among the hidden night group organizations in the entire Yan Kingdom.

All extremely rare!

As an existence that maintains the order of the entire Yan Kingdom.

The Yin Ye group was running in an orderly manner almost all the time, without the slightest pause.

In a world of revived terror.

The existence of the Hidden Night Group is destined to not have much time to rest.

Only today is such a special day.

They resolved an unprecedented threat, and achieved amazing results!

There is Zhang Zhidao sitting in Yunshan City.

Coupled with the original environment of Yunshan City, it is far superior to other urban areas.

With the residual prestige left over from the first battle of today's master of Taoism.

I'm afraid in a short time.

Demons and monsters will definitely stay away from them!

Three rounds of wine.

Tang Sanzan was pulled aside by Zhang Zhidao.

After laying down an enchantment casually.

Only then did Zhang Zhidao slowly open his mouth and said, "Sanbu boy, I'll just call you that old Taoist. There were too many people before, so I didn't have the first time to deal with Fudo Mingwang's problem."

"Now that I have free time, old Taoist, I want to know, how do you plan to deal with that great monk?"

"This is a transcendent existence. Even if I am a veteran, it will take some time to completely erase all traces of him."

Hearing this, Tang Sanzang grinned and said, "Buddha, I have a supernatural power called the Kingdom of Buddha in the Palm. This supernatural power is different from Buddhism. It can refine the souls of Buddhist monks and suppress them. The more monks you suppress, the stronger you will be." Stronger, the stronger the supernatural power."

A light flashed in Zhang Zhidao's cloudy eyes!

As an existence in the palm of his hand, he heard about Tang Sanbu's unique "Buddhist kingdom in his palm".

He couldn't help but take a breath.

He was not shocked by the weirdness and power of this magical power.

Rather... Practicing this supernatural power is tantamount to forging a deadly enmity with Buddhism!

once discovered.

Even the buddha land that is currently shrunk in a corner will [-]% move in full force.

The unprecedented threat of Tang Sanzan is about to be wiped out!

"It seems that your boy is really inseparable from the legendary Buddhist taboo."

"Such supernatural powers are not so ruthless for Buddhism."

"This is to give them to extinct households!"

Zhang Zhidao's tone was a little excited.

Hmm...yes, exactly the excitement!

If possible, no one wants to uproot the entire Buddhist sect from the Yan Kingdom more than the Yin Ye group.

Their presence, especially in this environment of resurgent terror.

It has already affected too many things.

The most important thing is... For the vast majority, it is a negative impact.

In most Buddhist scriptures, the Buddhism described is so beautiful.

It's like... Once you enter the Buddhist gate, you will be free from the sea of ​​suffering in the world from now on, and you will enjoy peace forever.

But in fact... the vast majority of believers.

They are just playthings in the palm of Buddhist disciples.

It is a tool they use to restrain incense and belief.

Often in order to make them more "sincere".

He will also use some small tricks that were common in Xicheng District.

If it is not in Yan Kingdom.

There are also Daomen and Yinye groups, which can compete with them.

I am afraid that the current Yan Kingdom has already been completely reduced to a plaything-like "Nation of Faith".

By then.

I'm afraid the distance from destruction...is not far away.

Tang Sanzan heard the excitement in Zhang Zhidao's tone, and continued with a calm expression: "Among the huge Buddhist gate, is there a real Buddha? How many people are there who are saving all living beings? ?”

"It's so Buddhist, it's an extinct family...isn't it good?"

"Ordinary forces or monks who have lost their way may still be able to...do not break or stand, break and then stand!"

"Kafumen..."

Tang Sanzan sneered and didn't continue talking.

Take a look at the records of the Yinye Group on Buddhism in this world.

and my own personal experience.

An existence that has been rotten to the bone, in the root.

There is already no hope of being able to be reborn.

Complete destruction, let today's Buddhism disappear in the dust of time.

It is the best choice!

Zhang Zhidao didn't speak when he heard the words, but nodded silently to express his approval.

side.

The phantom of the Taiji diagram slowly fell into the hand.

Fudo Mingo, who was suppressed, closed his eyes tightly, and seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep.

"Do you need help from the old man?"