Just as Feng Wuchen was staring at Murong Changfeng's body in a daze, behind him, the black figure said again: "Stop looking! If you can't help me resolve the karma in Junshan, you and them will end up in the same fate."

Feng Wuchen raised his eyebrows and looked a little unhappy: "But what you are doing is too overbearing, isn't it? If I can't help you solve your karma, you will be trapped and die here. What kind of rule is this?"

But he saw that the man looked helpless: "You have misunderstood me! I am just a ray of thought left here by me. I can do nothing except appear in your consciousness. What really traps you to death is

It’s the death energy in this Junshan!”

Feng Wuchen was speechless for a while, then asked: "Then how can we resolve the karma here?"

The man shook his head: "I didn't say... He only said that one day a destined person will come to help him resolve the karma here!"

"..."

"Then did he say, what good will it do if I resolve this karma?"

The other party still shook his head: "No! But with my character, I will definitely not let your help go in vain. The premise is that you really are the one he says is destined!"

Feng Wuchen looked at the brightly lit Liucheng below him. In the light of the fire, there were waves of incomparably piercing screams.

Obviously, it was the resentment of the heavenly citizens who were massacred in the first place.

For a moment, Feng Wuchen fell into deep thought.

"Is there any way to restore my consciousness?"

When asked, the other party shook his head: "No! Otherwise, these people in front of you wouldn't be trapped and die here!"

That would be troublesome!

Feng Wuchen gradually panicked. In the past, when encountering problems, Xiao Renfeng and Jiuyou Sword Demon would always advise him, but now without their help, he was at a loss.

"It seems that relying too much on them...isn't a good thing!"

He sighed softly and simply stopped placing his hope on others. He stared at the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood in front of him, his thoughts racing.

Suddenly, he looked at the row of corpses and asked, "By the way, what methods have these people tried?"

The man in black was silent for a moment and said: "The methods are all similar. Some want to use their great supernatural powers to kill these resentful spirits! Others want to appease their resentment! However, the location of Liu City is at the end of Junshan's Dragon Vein.

The turbidity is all here, but their methods are totally useless!"

Speaking of this, the man in black suddenly thought of something again: "By the way... the one named Murong Changfeng almost succeeded. This old man's cultivation level is too strong. He relies on the power of his powerful soul to reach this state."

The resentful spirit has been refined a lot, but he is unlucky. He has just refined half of it, and I don’t know what happened in Junshan. The death energy in the meantime has doubled, causing all his plans to be in vain!"

"Even Murong Changfeng failed! Let alone me..."

Feng Wuchen couldn't help but feel despair.

After all, not to mention the person he is now, even if he was at the peak of his previous life, it is impossible to compare with Murong Changfeng.

But even those beings were trapped and died in this situation, which is enough to prove how terrifying this situation is.

"Don't give up... maybe their method doesn't work right..."

Feng Wuchen smiled bitterly: "After so many years, so many people...are there any methods that you haven't tried yet?"

However, as soon as he said these words, Feng Wuchen's expression suddenly froze.

"Wait a moment!"

"Oh? Did you think of something?"

"When did the massacre in Liuzhou occur?"

The figure scratched his head, frowned slightly, and said, "Sixty thousand years ago? Or seventy thousand years ago? It's been too long... I don't remember!"

Sixty thousand years...seventy thousand years...

After receiving the answer, Feng Wuchen's breathing gradually became rapid, and the corners of his mouth began to rise slightly.

"It's not a hundred thousand years anyway?"

"It's definitely not a hundred thousand years! At most eighty thousand years!"

After being affirmed by the other party, Feng Wuchen suddenly showed ecstasy, and his tone was extremely excited: "In other words... no one who comes here has tried Buddhist methods! At least... they don't have the Buddhist status!"

The man in black replied: "Nonsense! Even in the era when I slaughtered the city, the inheritance of Buddhism has been cut off for nearly 30,000 years. There are only a few Buddhist practitioners in the nine heavens, let alone a true Buddha..."

"That's good! That's good!"

Previously, he had met so many heavenly kings, and even heavenly ones like Murong Changfeng had failed in this situation, so he subconsciously thought that there was no solution to this situation.

But he ignored one of the most critical issues.

If we talk about saving the souls of the dead and calming the resentment of the deceased, among all the heavens and worlds, if Buddhism is ranked second, no one dares to be ranked first!

And precisely, in the intervening one hundred thousand years, Buddhism's luck was cut off!

There is no Buddhist attainment, and there is no true Buddha appearing in this world. Naturally, no one can take over the death energy of Junshan!

But it's different now. He has the Golden Congo status. If he uses Buddhist merit to suppress this situation, it should be possible!

While excited, Feng Wuchen was also a little worried.

After all, this is not the real world.

According to the man in black, this realm is between reality and illusion, and is composed of his memories and those of thousands of undead!

So he couldn't mobilize Long Yuan in this situation.

But I don’t know if I can activate Buddhism’s methods!

"It's a gamble..."

Feng Wuchen gritted his teeth and sat cross-legged, recalling the Buddhist scriptures that Prajna taught him.

The moment he recited the sutra, he raised his brows and the stone in his heart instantly fell.

In this state, Buddhism's fruition status has not expired after all.

As he recited sutras, his body began to flash with strong golden light one after another. This golden light gradually gathered and turned into a huge angry-eyed Vajra.

The true form of Vajra is golden and brilliant.

It almost illuminated the entire Liu City, and wherever the golden light passed, the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood also gradually faded away.

Seeing this scene, the man in black was immediately shocked.

"He is actually a Buddhist! After one hundred thousand years... a true Buddha is actually born again in this world? And this son! He actually has such terrifying power of merit?"

To appease the resentful spirits, what is needed is not how profound the Dharma is, but the level of merit in the Buddhist attainment.

The so-called merit is similar to luck, it is mysterious and mysterious, invisible and intangible, but it really exists.

Buddha said, doing one good deed a day is merit, hanging a pot to help the world is merit, punishing evil and promoting good is also merit!

The luck of Buddhism has been cut off for 100,000 years. When they were in the lower realm, the two Buddhist disciples fought to protect the Buddha's disciples from achieving enlightenment. This is undoubtedly a great merit!

As for Feng Wuchen, he lived and died with Ye Xiao at the beginning. It is no exaggeration to say that he was the one who chopped off the two Buddha Lords with one sword!

The first contribution to protecting the Buddha naturally belongs to him!

Therefore, the merit he possesses at this moment is simply terrifying!

I am afraid that in the entire Buddhist sect, except for the two great Buddha masters Prajna and Ye Xiao, it is he, the Dharma Protector Vajra, who has the most merits behind him!

At this moment, in the outside world, Feng Wuchen was seen in the sky above the ruins of Liucheng.

But compared to that illusion, the real Liucheng is more like hell.

Black fog covered the sky and the sun, making it impossible to see even one's fingers. There were still blood stains on the ruined walls, and the whole city was littered with corpses.

At this moment, on Feng Wuchen's body, countless demons and monsters screamed strangely while gnawing at his body.

But at a certain moment!

"Boom!"

With a loud noise, Feng Wuchen's body was covered with golden light, and his white hair was also covered by Wufeng's body.

Immediately afterwards, his demonic body and Buddhist state appeared behind him at the same time. Cause and effect alternated, and Buddha and demon were one body!

When the demon body becomes angry, hundreds of ghosts tremble!
Chapter completed!