The old monk sighed, "The power of heaven is vast. Any master who practices to the heavenly throne will inevitably pass the nine heavenly thunder. The mild ones die, the severe ones both form and soul are destroyed, and the enlightenment will not exist in one hundred. It is really a life of nine deaths."

Before the old monk could finish speaking, everyone knew it.

Someone had already said: "You need to do your best to deal with the disaster and fight to the death. If you look forward and have distracting thoughts, you will definitely not be able to get over it."

"But with the Fantian Gate there, the situation is very different. It should be noted that the Fantian Gate can protect people's spiritual consciousness from immortality and reincarnation. Every master who responds to the disaster knows in his heart that the worst result can also be reincarnation! Therefore, the Fantian Gate is their way back."

"Amitabha……"

The monks worship each other from afar this time, Wu Ming, who fainted on the bed!

Master Mizuho clasped his hands together and even bowed to Wu Ming. Nan Fengning was so scared that he hurriedly dodged aside.

The monk is a monk. After Master Wu Yin's words, he got busy with Wu Ming sincerely, without any reluctance on his face.

"Although the evil god of Fire Cloud is not among the eight extremes, his cultivation is not below me. Fire Cloud Palm has great supernatural powers. As you said, only I can understand the fire in the three realms of the world." Monks do not lie, and there are so many Master Wuyin, so Nan Fengning naturally believes it without doubt.

"Master, on the way I sent him here, I was in a state of uneasy and heard the evil ghost crying..."

"Three poisons: greed, anger, and ignorance are the root of all suffering. Greed is the source of hungry ghosts, anger is the source of hell, and ignorance is the source of animals."

Nan Fengning suddenly realized, "No wonder the old fire monster said that this is the fire of the three realms. It actually refers to the three realms of hungry ghosts, hell and beasts!"

"Fortunately, the old evil god has not done his best in his palm, otherwise I would be powerless."

Nan Fengning opened her mouth, and she swallowed her words back when she said something. Then she thought about it, and did not tell the truth if it delayed the illness... So she gritted her teeth and said, "Master, it's not that the evil god Huoyun shows mercy, but..."

Then he explained the overwhelming struggle between the evil god of Fire Cloud and Wu Ming.

Even Dongtu Zen Buddhism was stunned for a while.

After a long time, Master Wuyin laughed: "It's true that it's a cycle of cause and effect, and the retribution is unhappy. The old evil god has been working for half his life, but he was beaten to death by someone until he was old. Alas... Is this called: killing the master with random punches?"

Nan Fengning couldn't help but smile and said, "I'm also dumbfounded. I didn't expect that this little slippery head would be a little bloody."

The old monk glanced at Nan Fengning's expression, smiled slightly, and understood everything.

"Female donor, please step back and wait for me to help me."

Nan Fengning, who was still smiling foolishly, hurriedly gathered his mind, retreated to the door, and protected the Dharma for the old monk.

As soon as the Great Sun Tathagata mantra was met, the fire hand seal printed on Wu Ming's chest suddenly surged. There were twisted faces hidden in the flames, and they roared at the old monk who was entering into meditation.

‘The fire of the old evil god can really burn the three realms in the three realms!’ Nan Fengning hurriedly urged what he learned to stabilize his mind.

Master Wuyin was unmoved, and the scriptures he spoke were recited. The twisted ghost in the flames hugged his head and cried, and the timid had already been destroyed.

More and more evil spirits seemed to be influenced by the truth, and they listened quietly. They let the flames be roasted without being moved!

After halfway through the Great Sun Tathagata mantra, Master Wuyin slowly stretched out his palm. When the true energy arrived, a flesh palm was plated with golden layers!

Unlike Bi Fang's dazzling gold-plated palm, the old monk's palm looks like pure gold cast, with palm patterns flowing like layers of gold liquid, sandalwood suffused, and there was a faint sound of Namo!

Tathagata's Divine Palm!

Only by using the Great Sun Tathagata mantra and the Tathagata's magic palm can we cure the fire in these three realms!

Nan Feng Ning thought that the master would put Wu Ming on his back and force the fire hand seal printed on his chest out of his body. He never thought that the old monk would actually cover the Tathagata's magic palm towards the fire hand seal!

The Tathagata's magic palm carried the Buddha's light and pressed down on the fire hand seal. It was a sudden cry of ghosts and wolves, and the earth broke into pieces and the mountains collapsed, just like the end of the world.

At this time, Nan Feng Ning truly understood the meaning of the fire in the Three Realms. It turned out that in the eyes of these hungry ghosts and lonely souls, this fire hand seal is their heaven, their earth, and their entire world!

It seems that the old monk wants to slap these lonely ghosts to death with one palm?

Actually, it is not the case!

As soon as the Tathagata's magic palm completely coincided with the Fire Hand Seal, Master Wuyin activated his true energy and slowly lifted his palm up.

A miracle happened. The fire hand seal printed on the chest was carried up by the divine palm, leaving Wu Ming's body, covering the old monk's palm!

The mantra of Tathagata of the Great Sun was like a bell and chime, shaking the rubble and rustling. Nan Feng Ning's face turned pale and could not lift a trace of true energy.

The old monk slowly turned his palms, facing upwards, and the Buddha's light penetrated through the sea of ​​fire, proclaiming the three realms of Dharma!

The hungry ghosts, lonely souls and livestock in the three realms worship each other, washing away all the karma, reincarnating, and reincarnating!

The Buddha's light shines everywhere, and the Great Sun Tathagata mantra was recited over and over again. Until the last hungry ghost was promoted to the Tao, the old monk took off his true energy, put his palms together and chanted the Buddha's name:

"Namo Amitabha..."

This is what I call Buddha compassion!

Nan Feng Ning burst into tears, "Master!"

Hearing the sound, a high disciple rushed into the meditation room and protected the silence of the building.

"It's okay." After a while, the master looked at Wu Ming, who was breathing slowly, and smiled tiredly, "Since it is the cause, there will be a result. This child has a deep blessing, and the evil ghosts in the three realms will be rewarded in the future."

"Master, you did everything." Nan Fengning said hurriedly.

"Haha, everything comes from him, I'm just sailing along the way..." The old monk gradually became silent, everyone hurriedly looked at it and found that the master was no longer sleeping.

"Don't worry about the female donor, the master is fine." The masters carefully picked up Master Fujihi and protected him and left.

I think there must be many peerless magical medicines that will last forever when I come to Jiming Temple. Master Wuyin only exhausts his true energy and is not seriously injured. When I bid farewell to everyone, Nan Fengning hurriedly returned and visited Wu Ming.

In a trance, the woman didn't realize that she didn't know when she started, and was worried about this bad boy who had been thinking about eating her tofu or running away all day long...

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In an ancient battlefield in the Central Plains, several towering mounds are crowded pits that buried countless corpses. In the middle of the mound, there is a dilapidated general's tomb.

The weeds are desolate, the bones are exposed in the wild, and the birds and beasts are gone. Apart from the shrill sound of the wind, the huge cemetery is not angry at all.

Just as Master Wuyin pulled out the fire poison, two balls of fire suddenly lit up in the depths of the dilapidated general's tomb, "Barring! Old monk, you can't use the Tathagata's magic palm, see how you fight with a certain family!

...Taihao Lingtian, Yu Mu Zhongxie! Fengshui takes turns. This year, when you arrive at a certain house, it’s time to change to a certain place to sit in this Baji! Hahahaha..."

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By the river, a group of pheasants were disturbed by a boat and flew out of the reed marsh.
Chapter completed!