The Buddhist monk was furious. He first reported himself that he was already shorter in his identity. The young man in front of him not only did not report his identity, but only asked for tea money, which was equivalent to humiliating and ignoring the existence of Yinchan Temple.

I saw him fold his hands, a string of Buddhist beads on his wrist was full of golden light, and he muttered something in his mouth, and a thick Buddha power appeared on his body, turning into a golden Buddha about a meter high. The Buddha stretched out his hand and pressed down on Gu Yusheng.

.

This monk has a strong murderous intention.

Gu Yusheng felt the other party's murderous intent, and when he thought about it, he was about to summon the flying sword.

But at this moment, a strange look appeared on his face.

The golden Buddha, about a foot tall in front of him, suddenly disintegrated into countless golden chips.

Plop!

The monk's body fell to the ground.

His bones made a crackling sound, as if they were being suppressed by a giant mountain.

Bang.

The golden body of Buddha light also dissipated.

puff!

Spit out a mouthful of blood.

Jingkong's eyes widened and stared at Gu Yusheng tightly. He hurriedly handed over two hundred copper coins in his palm.

He Ran died suddenly.

Gu Yusheng looked back at the tea seller in a daze. Did he take action?

"Senior Qiao..."

The tea seller waved his hand and said, "After all, he is a Buddhist monk. He found a place with a good scenery to bury him. The people who died in the yard were also buried in the soil, which is considered a good deed."

"yes."

Gu Yusheng nodded and agreed. He squatted down, carried the Buddhist monk on his shoulders, wrapped it with other dead practitioners, and walked towards the deep forest.

Under the dark light and shadow.

The tea seller sat on the threshold. In his deep eyes, the killed Buddhist monk could not enter the cycle of reincarnation. A ray of soul light entered the sect order on Gu Yusheng's waist. Above his body, there was a hundred feet high.

The shadow of Buddha is dissipating little by little.

He murmured: "This little guy, for several months, has really only focused on the swordsmanship. Isn't he interested in the other paths of cultivation? He is really an amazing nature..."

The tea seller walked into the house, took out the bookcase, and said with some remembrance: "Old friend, I have completed what you told me without reservation. It is time to hand it over to him.

The road he walked was farther than I thought.”

Deep forest.

Thick snow.

Gu Yusheng buried those whom he had never known each other and the monk who died inexplicably.

It's just a slight effort.

But when Gu Yusheng was about to leave, he found that in the dark world, a figure gradually became clear.

Zheng!

Gu Yusheng suddenly drew his sword.

The monk Jingkong who was buried by him.

He actually lived!

"Amitabha."

The sound of Jingkong echoes in the dark world.

Gu Yusheng's pupils shrank, and he looked in disbelief: "Are you a spirit?"

Jingkong glanced at the sect order on Gu Yusheng's waist, as if he felt relieved again. At this time, he had no murderous intention on his face, and he clasped his hands together and said, "The little monk mistakenly took the path of killing, and this disaster should be achieved.

, The donor has the heart of meditation and wisdom, and the lotus heart shaped Buddha, why not enter the emptiness gate?"

Gu Yusheng frowned and said, "I don't understand what the master is talking about."

Jingkong looked at Gu Yusheng again. Seeing that Gu Yusheng was not lying, he sighed and said, "Well, donor, I offend the Buddha's body and die, and my soul is difficult to enter the realm of transformation. Please open the door of convenience and let the monk enter the samsara. It will definitely be heavy.

Thanks."

Gu Yusheng said: "The master overestimates me, I don't have such ability."

"No, the donor has such ability."

Jingkong pointed to the sect order on Gu Yusheng's waist.

"this?"

Gu Yusheng picked up the sect order and injected a wisp of spiritual power. In an instant, countless soul powers and demon spirits formed runes of different colors on the sect order.

“That’s right…”

After Jingkong finished speaking, he saw the runes formed by the demon spirit on Gu Yusheng's sect becoming extremely bright. His expression suddenly became stunned. He said sadly: "It turns out that the demons in Qingpingzhou have been killed by the donor...

”

Jingkong's heart was thrilled, and his soul began to dissipate little by little. He suddenly reacted and said anxiously: "Donor, please send me into the samsara. The goodness of the practitioners will be blessed by the Buddha."

Gu Yusheng was unwilling to do this, but when he saw the Buddhist monk begging, he thought about it, and the Dragon-Slaying Sword appeared in his hand and slashed at the ground.

A crack in the abyss appeared, like a door.

Seeing this, Jingkong crawled in, and his voice echoed in Gu Yusheng's mind: "Be careful, donor, your spirit-slaying order and demon-slaying order are both yin..."

Gu Yusheng didn't hear clearly what the monk said later.

Because he cut open the crack.

In the world he lives in, hundreds of spiritual bodies flocked to him, wanting to take the opportunity to enter the cycle of reincarnation.

Gu Yusheng wanted to stop him.

However, when these spirit bodies entered the rift, a soul seal was also recorded by the runes on the orders of his sect.

When Gu Yusheng went to investigate the sect order, thousands of residual consciousness suddenly surged into his mind.

In an instant, Gu Yusheng could not bear such a huge consciousness invaded the soul body, and his brain hurt. In the stinging pain, Gu Yusheng found that those huge consciousnesses penetrated into his divine sea, some of which retained their great and vicious nature and wanted to fly by.

His soul bridge occupy his consciousness.

But the soul bridge reconstructed by the ruler of the saint is not something that these consciousnesses can invade, and it turns into nothingness as soon as it gets closer.

More residual consciousness is closer to the soul bridge that was born to be cut off and is directly destroyed.

Gu Yusheng looked at the strange scene in front of him with his spiritual body, looking disbelief: "How could this happen?"

Thousands of thoughts echoed in Gu Yusheng's mind.

In a trance.

Gu Yusheng saw a shadow approaching.

The spirit body carrying three swords.

He comes from the wind!
Chapter completed!