The old monk looked outside the door, his expression still unchanged.

Facing the life and death of these people, he behaved extremely calmly, completely inconsistent with his full compassion.

"Amitabha...please forgive me for my helplessness!"

Feng Wuchen puzzled, "There is nothing you can do? How is it possible? The power that amplifies their anger should come from the relic in front of you, right? As long as this relic leaves this place, the anger in their hearts will recede, and they can be saved.

!”

But the old monk still shook his head, "It's a pity that this relic cannot leave this mountain!"

"What?" Feng Wuchen frowned and thought to himself, maybe the old monk really had some difficulties. He immediately retreated to the next best thing and said, "Then please ask the master to remove the mountain formation so that I can take them away!"

Who would have thought that the old monk would reject him again.

"The great formation on this mountain, as well as the remnant soul of me, the poor monk, all exist to trap this relic. If the great formation is removed, this relic will be freed! The reason why the will in this relic traps these people here

, in order to force the poor monk to let go..."

Feng Wuchen was filled with anger in his heart, and his tone was not as kind as before, "If this happens, wouldn't this situation become a dead end?"

"Donor...don't be angry!"

"Now I don't have to worry about it, Master! I can walk all the way here, so I am not afraid of the power of this relic..."

But the words just fell.

"Buzz!"

Feng Wuchen felt a stream of heat surge up to the sky spirit, and then, from the relic, black air flowed continuously into his body.

The power that amplified his anger was a hundred times stronger in this ruined temple!

Even with his state of mind, it is difficult to control it!

What a great level of cultivation the original owner of this relic must have been!

crucial moment!

"Om, ma, ni, ba, mi, hum!"

The old monk recited the six-character mantra, and the red light in Feng Wuchen's eyes gradually receded.

At that moment,

He felt a moment of fear, but when he looked at the relic, his eyes completely changed!

"Thank you, Master, for saving me..."

The old monk's expression was still calm, but the way he looked at Feng Wuchen was slightly different.

"The six-character mantra can only cut off the interference of this relic. You can break free from it only because of your extraordinary character. Why do you need to thank me?"

"Master... who left this relic? How could it have such power?"

The old monk clasped his hands together and closed his eyes slightly.

"Amitabha...this relic was left by an old friend of mine! My old friend saved the world and promoted Buddhism all his life. However, fate played tricks on people, and heaven caused him to step into the devil's path and lose his merits. Later, my old friend God

His evil body will never be destroyed. I have exhausted all my cultivation to break it up and turn it into three souls: greed, anger and ignorance, and seal it in three places in the Sumeru Realm. What is in front of you is the anger among his three souls.

'!"

Feng Wuchen's face showed a look of astonishment.

"I see... it's been a hundred thousand years since the Sumeru Divine Turtle disappeared, so wouldn't it mean that senior has been guarding this relic for a hundred thousand years?"

The old monk nodded, "Good!"

Feng Wuchen was a little puzzled, "Master! I have something I don't understand! With Master's cultivation, it is clear that he can suppress this relic, why not completely save it?"

The old monk shook his head, "My old friend is no ordinary person! If you want to transcend his evil body, cultivation alone is not enough. You need the power of merit contained in the Buddha's attainment! It's a pity... Lingshan was destroyed, and Buddhism

The luck has dissipated! There is no one in the world who can transcend his existence..."

After hearing this, Feng Wuchen looked at the old monk in front of him, and then at the relic, his expression constantly changing.

He recalled that in the past, Junshan Liucheng had been filled with resentment for 80,000 years because Lingshan was destroyed and no eminent monk was born. However, the situation before him was exactly the same!

heart

Convinced of a certain possibility, Feng Wuchen stepped forward without saying a word, reached out and grabbed the relic.

In an instant, the black energy surged, and a strong hatred filled the entire ruined temple.

Seeing this, the old monk was shocked.

"No!"

But in the next moment!

"boom!"

Behind Feng Wuchen, a huge King Kong with angry eyes rose from the ground.

At that moment, the old monk's calm expression finally changed suddenly. He looked at the angry-eyed Vajra and was speechless for a long time.

But Feng Wuchen held the relic in his hand, but his consciousness was not affected at all.

From the relic, black energy continued to spread outwards, turning into a tall shadow, making strange screams!

"Om, ma, ni, ba, mi, hum! Suppress!"

Feng Wuchen's six-character mantra immediately suppressed the black shadow!

"Master, please give me a helping hand!"

Even though Feng Wuchen has a Buddhist status, he also has a lot of merit!

But after all, he is not a serious Buddhist practitioner. With his Buddhist cultivation, it is impossible to completely transcend this angry soul!

"Amitabha!"

The old monk clasped his hands together, pronounced a Buddha's name, and immediately sat on the ground, chanting sutras slowly.

The black energy in the relic continued to leak out, and the huge shadow struggled harder and harder.

Unexpectedly, Feng Wuchen's Buddhist status, coupled with the old monk's Buddhist cultivation, transformed into Sanskrit sounds, and quickly disintegrated the phantom.

"..."

But I don’t know how long it lasted. Finally, the huge black shadow dispersed, and all the remaining black energy disappeared into the relics.

The relic also lost all its light and slowly fell to the ground.

After doing all this, Feng Wuchen felt his head sink, and he almost lost his strength. The Vajra Dharma behind him also disappeared instantly.

“…

…”

He immediately sat cross-legged and quickly executed the Heaven-Slaying Sword Technique to restore the deficiencies in his body.

After a moment, when he opened his eyes, he saw the old monk picking up the relic and bowing deeply to where he was.

"The poor monk is so blind that he doesn't recognize the Dharma Protector Vajra! Please forgive me..."

Feng Wuchen quickly lifted up the old monk.

"Master, no gift, you are a senior, how dare I accept this great gift!"

The old monk raised his hand, but tears were shining in his eyes, "The birth of the Dharma Protector King Kong... does it mean that the great tribulation has passed? The real Buddha has been born?"

"Uh...that's right?"

After hearing this, the old monk asked excitedly, "Who is the current Buddha? Is it Maha Buddha or Kassapa Buddha?"

Feng Wuchen had a troubled expression on his face. He couldn't explain the two things about Buddhism.

You can't tell him that he chopped the Seven Color Lotus Platform, the most precious treasure of Buddhism, with a sword, causing Buddhism to split, right?

"The situation was a bit complicated back then. Seniors often went out to take a look in person. Wouldn't you know better?"

At this point, the old monk's expression changed slightly, and he sighed softly, "I wonder if this poor monk still has a chance to go out..."

After saying that, the old monk's breath suddenly became worse.

Feng Wuchen frowned, "Master! What's wrong with you?"

The old monk shook his head and said, "The poor monk is just a remnant soul. For a hundred thousand years, he has only restrained this ray of anger. Now that the anger has been suppressed by the Dharma Protector Vajra, the poor monk's remnant soul will naturally dissipate!"

"

After saying that, the old monk handed the black relic in his hand to Feng Wuchen.

"The angry soul has been suppressed, and the remaining two souls are probably going to go berserk! Please also ask the Dharma Protector Vajra to assist the remaining souls of the poor monk and suppress the two souls of greed and ignorance of my old friend! Amitabha..."

After the old monk pronounced the name of the Buddha, his body turned into dots of new light.
Chapter completed!