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Chapter 271(2/2)

"The sea of ​​suffering is endless, and turning back is the shore. You have made a big mistake by trespassing the palace with some magic power and disturbing the order of the mortal world. You still kneel down and admit your mistake quickly. I can still plead for you to give you a reformed person."

...

Dayu could not change the rules of the Nine Cauldron Array, but it could fuel the fire and allow the golden dragon to dissipate in advance.

This is the ancestral land of the human race, and gods and Buddhas are not allowed to be placed above the human king!

"All things in this life are just passing clouds. Why should Your Majesty be attached? Let go of it before you can transcend it. As long as Your Majesty is dedicated to the Buddha and recite the Dharma for a long time, you will definitely enter the path of heaven and man after death and enjoy the Pure Land forever."

When they saw the Dharma Sea circulating magic power and attacking Wuming, they were still envious of Wuming, and they could get a merit for nothing without any effort.

"Does he have any special means to isolate the influence of the Nine Cauldron Array?" a national master guessed.

"No! No! No!" The emperor of the Southern Dynasty seemed crazy, and rushed over with a louder sound, hugged the leg of the old monk Baimei, and shouted: "National Master, National Master, you have promised me that as long as I build a temple and cast a golden body, the country will last forever, and after death, you can enter the Pure Land. You cannot leave me behind! I... I am willing to give the national treasury, no, I am willing to dedicate the entire country to my Buddha!"

But, let it go in the Southern Continent!

Even if they had already obtained the position of national master, they would not dare to mobilize too much magic power here, but the monk in front of them actually turned his magic power directly, and he was really ignorant of his life and death!

"What my senior brother said is very true." The national masters clasped together and said.

Fahai was furious.

Xuanzang was stunned. Unexpectedly, Fahai would ask so directly and suddenly. His eyes swept across the national masters, shook his head, and said, "Senior Brother, I'm afraid I can't handle so many people by myself, and I still need my senior brother to help me."

Ao--

"It is our responsibility to subdue demons and eliminate demons. Master Tianan, I will help you with your help!"

Due to the overhaul of temple renovation, the national strength declined and the people's hearts were dispersed. They suffered from these years of snow disasters. The national strength and people's hearts declined to the extreme, and the Golden Dragon became weak.

Wuming clasped his hands together, looked calm and composed, waiting for the start of the king's energy to suppress Fahai, and said, "Your anger is too strong. If you don't regret it as soon as possible, you may have no hope of becoming a Buddha in this life."

"What's going on? Why didn't Wang Chaoyun suppress him?"

Another national magistrate stood up and frowned. He looked younger, looking thirty or forty years old, and said, "This is the Southern Dynasty Palace, a place where the royal fortune gathers. In front of you are the emperor of the Southern Dynasty and the important officials in the court. They are burdened with the luck of the human race. How could they be transformed by monsters?"

"Namo Amitabha." The national master with a crane hair, white eyebrows and long beard, wearing a golden robe stood up and bowed to Fahai, and asked, "Who are you? Where are you practicing? Why did you trespass into the important place of the palace!"

The emperor of the Southern Dynasty had red eyes, as if he had lost everything and wanted to make a desperate bet. However, the old monk Baimei just said "Amitabha", and his body trembled slightly, which shocked him.

The national master was startled and hurriedly hurriedly hurriedly hurriedly calling out, "Monster, I'm talking to you, why did you suddenly hurt someone?"

"This is impossible! How could a monk take action in the palace!"

But, just the next moment, it stopped again.

Although Jiankang lost the golden dragon suppression of the Southern Dynasty, it was also a place where human races gathered. The Nine Cauldron Array still existed, and Fahai's strength was also suppressed. Originally, this staff could break half a hillside, but now it only left a half-foot-deep pit.

"My brothers, this demon monk has become a demon. If we cannot save him today, it will be difficult for us to leave." The old monk Baimei said loudly, flipped his right hand, took out a string of Buddhist beads, and sacrificed it.

There is someone above who is easy to do things!

The fortune of the king's dynasty is that people's hope condenses out under the action of the Nine Cauldron Formation and turns into a five-clawed golden dragon.

Wuming was secretly happy, and he still maintained a calm expression on the surface, and regarded Fahai's attack as if nothing had happened.

He valued two things the most: the first is to practice with the master, and the second is to become a Buddha and attain enlightenment.

Here, if you use mana and cast any spell, you may attract the attention of the Nine Cauldron Formation and be targeted by the Golden Dragon of the Dynasty for the Lucky.

He had already bowed his head and surrendered. Why was the monk in front of him still unwilling to forgive him?

The more prosperous the country is, the greater the luck of the golden dragon, the stronger the cohesion of the people, and the higher the degree of solidification of the golden dragon.

"As a Buddhist disciple, you do not abide by the rules and even violate the precepts of anger and ignorance. I am the host of Jinxia Temple. Today I will teach you a lesson on your master..."

On the contrary, if one less competition is missing, they are happier.

"Are you a monk crazy about gaining and losing your heart?"

The monks flew backwards, falling everywhere, their souls were damaged, and their mouths of blood were spewed out, their faces were pale, and their eyes were filled with horror and incredible.

While Fahai landed on the ground, the cassock also fell on his palm. He shook it hard and draped it on his body.

Behind him, Xuanzang and a group of monsters had a glimmer of eyes, and the words "worship" were written.

"Junior brother, it's your turn." Fahai said lightly.
Chapter completed!
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