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

Chapter 338 The future is immeasurable

Outside the Dao Palace.

The Patriarch of the Five Elements felt the eyes of the many Taoist disciples in the cave space.

One of them stretched out his hand and wiped it lightly.

In the void, a mist of water suddenly appeared, covering the entire Dao Palace.

The water mist can not only isolate the vision of the monks, but also can isolate the exploration of the power of the divine mind.

After doing this trivial little act.

Five figures, they feel the breath remaining in this space.

His complexion became more and more serious.

"Although it's just a flash in the pan, Pindao is almost certain that that kind of power—is no longer something that human power should be able to grasp."

Among the ancestors of the Five Elements, Venerable Wood, the oldest, spoke with a serious expression.

In the vicissitudes of life, there is an unconcealable shock.

"There is a limit in the world. You can only get close to immortals, but you can't become immortals. That layer of emptiness blocks the way for us seekers to advance."

"At the same time... also put an end to the control of certain powers by the monks in the world."

"Just now, the ability used by that kid seems to be related to the rumored mighty power possessed by Buddha III World Honored One!"

Lie Tianqian, who has always had a hot temper, rarely analyzed calmly at this moment.

Dressed in a golden robe, the old man with the charm of the golden way filled his body, his eyes were a little vigilant.

With a particularly serious tone, he said: "The eventful autumn may be coming soon."

As soon as this remark came out, the other four people looked at each other and saw the worry in each other's eyes.

The forbidden zone of life in Qingming High School has evolved into the underworld in myths and legends.

The Buddha Land in the Far West has now fallen into a state of silence, and that terrifying sleeping existence is very likely to wake up in this world.

Tang Sanzan, a monk with a mysterious origin, actually possesses a mighty power that shouldn't exist in the world...

All kinds.

Everything indicates that the future will not be peaceful.

After a long silence.

The oldest Venerable Wood thought carefully for a moment and then said: "From now on, pass on the order, people in the Taoist sect must not act recklessly and treat themselves harshly, it is best to stay honestly in their own Taoist temple , don't go out."

The voice fell.

In the Dao Palace.

The remaining four figures came out, nodded, and then quietly dispersed.

The remaining five Dao ancestors returned to the Dao Palace with serious expressions.

Several people began to join forces to deduce it.

Trying to forcibly spy on a corner of the future with great mana.

......

"Could it be that this guy from the whole line of truth belongs to the gopher family? He actually built his own sect underground."

Tang Sanbu was lured to the green mountains by Taoist Zhisha.

Slightly speechless teased.

The two women beside her also had a look of astonishment on their faces.

Hmm... monks' sects, Taoist temples and the like.

It is not surprising that it is built among the mountains and rivers.

It is not surprising that it is even built in some dangerous places.

But like this, it looks like a tomb, buried directly in the ground.

It was really the first time they met.

I heard Tang Sanzhu's ridicule.

Taoist Zhisha beside him couldn't help but twitch slightly.

But he still explained helplessly: "The reputation of Quanzhen's lineage...you are also aware of it, so...they are also afraid that someone will not be able to stand it, and they will be wiped out directly, so they will choose to kill their sect. , built under this mountain range to hide."

Tang Sanzan: "..."

Two women: "..."

Good guy, really good guy!

From the beginning of the co-authorship, this Quanzhen lineage has already made preparations for the possible disaster of extinction.

If you look at it this way...it can be regarded as...you have chosen a place for them to bury themselves?

Tang Sanzun curled his lips, and had no intention of teasing the Quanzhen monks under the mountains and rivers.

Call out the ancient ghost clock.

when! ! !

The melodious sound of the bell resounded through the heavens and the earth.

Wherever Zhong Bo passed by, even mountains, rivers and mountains could not stop him.

Quanzhen disciples hidden deep under the mountains.

As Zhong Bo passed by, his body was obliterated and dissipated like dust.

And their souls were engulfed by the Nether Ancient Clock.

finally.

The bells dissipated.

Under the mountain range, the place where the Quanzhen One-line sect belongs is dead silent.

There were only three or two trembling people with dazed faces.

He looked around in bewilderment, not knowing what was going on.

"Little master, don't you want to kill them all? Although they haven't committed any evil at this time, since they have entered the Quanzhen lineage, sooner or later they will end up with the same people."

"Besides... the great enmity of the sect's destruction can't be said to be insignificant."

"In the future, if they learn the truth of this matter, they may recklessly take revenge on you, little master, and I don't know!"

Although it was separated by mountains, it obviously couldn't block Taoist Zhisha's sight.

He looked at the three or two surviving small fish and shrimps, and asked Tang Sanzan curiously.

If it was him who made the move, there would be absolutely no survivors from the Quanzhen lineage today.

The reason why Taoist Zhisha is honored as "Zhisha".

A large part of the reason is - he often kills the danger before it's in the bud!

Tang Sanzan is obviously not a soft-hearted person.

Otherwise, he would not have taken such a decisive action, annihilating thousands of people without blinking an eye.

and so.

The only possibility to keep these people from killing is.

These guys have just joined Quanzhen's lineage not long ago, and they really hadn't participated in the previous events.

Therefore... the little master in front of him forgave them.

From the perspective of Taoist Zhisha, this is actually not a wise move.

Because of this, he couldn't help but reminded these two sentences.

"Stop killing fellow Taoists, the poor monk doesn't care about the future, but the poor monk values ​​the present very much."

"The future is infinitely variable, and no one can predict where their road will go."

"Maybe just a glass of water, or a meal, will change their lives, and it's not impossible."

"At least for now, they're not making a mistake."

"If in the future, they seek me to come to revenge because of the hatred of destroying the family."

"That's why they courted their own death."

Tang Sanzan replied calmly.

For the few Quanzhen disciples who are not of any importance, and who are not even stained with injustice.

Letting them go will not have any impact on Tang Sanzan.

If it is really for the sake of cutting grass and roots, kill them.

This violated the original intention of Tang Sanzan.

The future is unknown.

Even if he has the power of the future Buddha, what he can see is actually only a certain direction of the future.

Everything is ever-changing and vast.

The real future will only be known when you get there.

Tang Sanzan's answer made Taoist Zhisha a little silent.

But... I don't know if it is approved or not.

Everyone has their own opinion.

Taoist Zhisha has a very personal title as soon as it sounds like it.

Nor would Tang Sanbu's few words affect his state of mind.

......

ps: Ahem, it’s been a long time since I asked for a small gift, the author Zhe has the cheek to ask everyone to send some small gifts, let’s feed the author Zhe, thank you!

Chapter 339

"It's nothing to worry about here. Is the little master free to go to Wudaomen as a guest?"

Stop killing Taoists and don't worry about anything.

Originally, the power to dispose of this matter has been handed over to the other party.

Whether to kill or stay, that has nothing to do with him.

Now the only thing that interested Taoist Zhi Sha was Tang San Zan himself.

Facing the gracious invitation of Taoist Zhisha.

Tang Sanzan was about to nod his head in agreement, and went to visit the grand scene of Taoism in a serious manner.

result...

"The man who sets the horse, you are mighty and majestic; the galloping horse is like the wind..."

Moving rhythm, familiar music.

It came out from the small pouch on Tang Sanzan's waist.

The corners of Tang Sanzan's eyes twitched slightly and he took out his mobile phone and connected the call.

In the mobile phone, Zhang Hedao's old voice came out: "Sanbu boy, there is news about the things you want the veteran brother to investigate."

Hearing this, Tang Sanzan's pupils shrank slightly: "So fast?"

"It's quite fast. I didn't expect the old man, but the reason why it was so fast is entirely because that old thing fled recklessly, leaving too many traces."

"Where is he?"