Chapter 425: Lao Ai’s Fake Buddha

The fire rushes down, and the red flame turns into a light green flame in the blink of an eye, and then turns into a white translucent flame. The rocks in the valley first explode, then shatter, and finally they are simply burned into magma, surging around the Tibetan Heart Zen Temple covered with golden light.

The surround is protected by the power of Buddha, and the temperature in the Zen temple also rose rapidly. Soon, several nearby wing rooms lit up raging fires. After a while, the green Bodhi trees also became withered and shriveled. In a sudden, several Bodhi trees near the Buddha Hall had been dried up and turned into burning torches, adding a little heat out of thin air.

"What a pity, what a pity!"

Wuqi looked at the small fire gourd in the sky and couldn't help but sigh that it was a pity. It was a acquired spiritual object like the acquired fire spirit bead in his body. Judging from its power, it should be a treasure made by absorbing the essence of earth fire near the crater. Unfortunately, before it could be fully mature, the Fire Crow Taoist hurriedly picked it off and refined it into a magic weapon.

If the fire gourd is ripe and then picked, and it is carefully refined by the celestial immortal refining master, it is at least the level of a top-grade immortal weapon. However, after being tossed by the Fire Crow Taoist, the fire gourd has all its spiritual energy and has no magical use inside. Although the fire gourd is powerful, it is at most equivalent to the natal true fire emitted by the Nascent Soul cultivator. How powerful can it have? Moreover, the fire emitted is a passive dead fire. Once the fire gourd is put away, the flame will be immediately eliminated. It is really not a good treasure!

"It's such a waste of extravagance and waste, and I don't even have the intention to rob him!"

He smiled bitterly, and saw that the old monk Zangxin and the others were sweating profusely, and they were only concerned about chanting Buddha's name and chanting scriptures, striving to squeeze more power from the Buddha statue to protect the Zen temple. A low thunder sound came from the endless fire gourd, and a red fire thunder squirted out, like a meteor flying to the ground, hitting heavily on the golden Buddha's light treasure tower above the Zen temple.

With a loud noise, the Zen Temple trembled violently. The walls around the Buddha Hall collapsed one after another, broken bricks and tiles were smashed down, and the monks behind the mind were bleeding. The sound of chanting scriptures suddenly stopped. The Buddha light emitted by the five Buddha statues suddenly darkened, and the Buddha light treasure tower above the Zen Temple was compressed to only about a meter thick, and the coverage of the Buddha light was reduced by half.

The screams of hunting dogs and other animals came from the yard behind the Buddhist temple. The screams lasted for a short moment and suddenly stopped. Some animals raised in the Zen temple had been cremated to ashes. Lao Ai grinned and cursed in a low voice: "This group of dead bald donkeys have a group of good animals, wasting rice and flour in vain, but he refused to burn one for me to make a tooth sacrifice. It's really hateful!"

Wuqi glanced at Lao Ai sideways, and he cursed with a smile: "I have saved you, so much nonsense?"

Lao Ai closed her mouth in disappointment. He was too lazy to talk to Wuqi. In his opinion, quarreling with younger generations was a shameless person. Moreover, Wuqi and Lao Ai had old grudges and no friendship. This time, Wuqi forced him to make such a vow, which made him feel very uncomfortable. So Lao Ai tilted his mouth and sat cross-legged under the altar, focusing on his luck to adjust his breathing, striving to quickly restore his strength with the help of the elixir.

The Fire Crow Taoist was just at the early stage of the Nascent Soul stage, and was an ant that Lao Ai could spray and kill with a mouthful of water. The Fire Gourd was good, and Lao Ai was very interested in snatching the gourd to protect her. After all, his storage ring was shattered by Jing Ke's attack, and all of them relied on robbing the poor cultivators to collect the travel expenses to Pangu Continent. Lao Ai is now so poor that his eyes are green.

However, if you want to grab the fire gourd, your cultivation must be restored. Even if you cannot restore to the peak state, as long as you restore to the early stage of the Golden Pill, Lao Ai will have the confidence to kill these casual cultivators. The methods of Sanle Zhenren and Fire Crow Taoist are not in Lao Ai's eyes at all!

Buddha Guang suffered a severe injury. Monk Shouxin groaned and fell to the ground crookedly. He vomited blood and whispered to the old monk Zangxin: "Master, Master, you will leave alone. When you condense the relics lotus platform, it will be the same as the Taoist Nascent Soul Realm. You will come back to avenge your disciple!"

The old monk Zangxin gritted his teeth. He looked up at the raging flames in the air and shouted in a low voice: "Shouxin, you will take your uncle and junior brothers away. You must stay here for your master. This is the demonic disaster of your master. If you can't endure it, you will be able to achieve the true fruit of a golden body arhat! If you are reincarnated for thirty years, the opportunity will be at this moment!"

Wuqi looked up at the old monk Zangxin in surprise. He was still a monk in the thirty years of reincarnation. His cultivation was nothing but that. It seemed that his cultivation in the twenty-nine lifetimes before was just a careless one.

But when he saw the old monk Zangxin jumping up, jumping to the lotus platform of the Buddha statue in the middle, and reaching out to the two eyes of the Buddha statue and inserting them heavily. He could only hear the sound of "squeaking" sound, and the Buddha statue suddenly moved to the side, revealing a dark tunnel under the lotus platform.

Lao Ai opened his eyes in surprise, and he lowered his voice and muttered: "This... this is a method in the martial arts world! I have experienced it back then!"

‘Jianghu Dao’? What a familiar name! Wuqi lowered his head and crawled out from under the altar, looked up at the Buddha Light Treasure Banner. The Buddha light could block the sight of people outside, and he was not afraid that the Sanle Zhenren discovered the changes in the Buddha Hall. Wuqi looked at the authentic entrance and suddenly laughed: "Master Zangxin, is there any authentic tunnel for escaping in your Buddhist temple?"

The old monk Zangxin laughed dryly, folded his hands together and sighed in a low voice: "The old monk is ashamed. He has been reincarnated for thirty generations, and has been in succession for six consecutive lifetimes before this life. Hey, hey, the old monk is a bandit and a thief. He still converted to Buddhism in this life, but he still can't forget this way of saving his life!"

He looked down at the authenticity, then shouted in a low voice: "Shouxin, quickly take people away. The magic power of the Fire Crow demon Tao is only ordinary. His fire burned into the ground only ten feet. After hundreds of years of processing, this authenticity has penetrated into the ground for about a mile, leading to Anle Village 600 miles away and the suburbs of Ancheng! You can quickly take people away! If you don't die today, you will definitely go to find you in the future!"

Old Monk Zangxin is still a bandit and the origin of a thief? Wuqi has a little closeness to this old monk out of thin air.

The young monk Shouxin couldn't bear to leave his master. He struggled to get up, knelt on the ground and hugged the old monk's legs, crying and refused to leave. Wuqi felt sad when he saw it, and couldn't help but shake his head. He suddenly remembered some things that happened a long time ago, a long time ago.

"Oh, you saved my life, so I will naturally have to repay you!" Wuqi sighed and took out a large bag of Drunken Dragon fragrance about one pound from the Black Dragon Spirit Ring. He handed the Drunken Dragon fragrance to the old monk Zangxin and said in a deep voice: "This is the kind of fragrance I am traveling around on weekdays, picking rare elixirs to be equipped with incense, sprinkling them outside the Zen temple gate. The fire lit it, and the fragrance filled the entire valley, and all the people on it were obediently surrendered!"

The little monk Shouxin was overjoyed. He hurriedly snatched the medicine bag from Wuqi's hand and ran out of the Buddhist temple happily.

The old monk Zangxin looked at Wuqi thoughtfully, and the old couple looked at Wuqi up and down. Wuqi smiled "hehe" and the pair of thiefs glanced at the belt of the old monk Zangxin. The ones that were bulging were the dark bags of the old monk Zangxin's collection of belongings.

When talking to experts, there is no need for words. A slight move and a single look can make people understand the other person's identity.

The old monk Zangxin smiled and said to Wuqi: "No wonder fellow Taoist was chased!"

Wuqi laughed a few times and deliberately disgusted the old monk Zangxin and said, "I'm going to see each other, no wonder the master is here to hide his heart!"

Min Hua, who was tilted in the corner of the hall, saw Wuqi handing over the Drunken Dragon Incense to Monk Shouxin, suddenly shouted at the top of his lungs: "Old ancestor, be careful, these bald donkeys and a few miscellaneous macaques should use the Incense to harm people! Ancestor, be careful!"

Wuqi and the old monk Zangxin looked over at the same time. The two of them picked up the most convenient thing at hand and smashed it heavily at Min Hua.

What the old monk Zangxin grabbed was the wooden pestle that hit the wooden fish. The wooden pestle as thick as an arm whistled away with a sharp wind and inserted it into Min Hua's mouth, so he couldn't even say a word. What Wuqi grabbed was the wooden fish that was the size of a human head. He threw the wooden fish out of his hands and hit Min Hua's lower abdomen. Min Hua twitched all over his body in pain. However, the wooden pestle that was inserted into his mouth, he couldn't inhale or exhale, and he almost couldn't breathe to death.

Monk Shouxin had already rushed to the outside of the Buddha Hall, and the fire had forced the Buddha light to be less than ten feet away from the main entrance of the Buddha Hall. Monk Shouxin grabbed the Drunken Dragon Saccharomy bag and threw it out of the Buddha Light, and gently threw the medicine bag more than ten feet away.

The fire was burning, and the medicine bag fell on the flames, and it was burned to pieces in the blink of an eye. The invisible and colorless smoke spread rapidly, covering the entire valley in the blink of an eye. A monk who was floating above the Buddhist temple laughed and cursed wildly, only stayed in the smoke emitted by the drunken dragon fragrance for less than a blink of an eye, just like a drunk wild duck, falling straight from the sky.

The old monk Zangxin shouted loudly, and then pulled out a three-foot-long blue ring knife from his sleeve. He pressed his palm on the Buddha statue beside him. The light gushing from the five Buddha statues suddenly stopped. More than thirty monks fell into the Buddhist temple with a crackling sound. Without the support of magic, they all fell and were bleeding. Several of them were on the altar, and their arms were broken on the Buddha statue. Wuqi heard the sound of their bones breaking.

"You group of miscellaneous Taoists!" Old Monk Zangxin picked up the sword and walked angrily towards the unconscious Sanle Zhenren: "Today, the old monk wants to subdue demons and eliminate demons, and eliminate all the demons and other demons!"

Wuqi doesn’t care if he has to look at Monk Zangxin and break the abstinence and kill people. Sanle Zhenren is not a good bird, just slaughter it!

In a sudden moment, a Buddha's light gushed out from under the altar. Lao Ai sat cross-legged on a pink lotus platform, and the treasure rose solemnly.

The huge treasure wheel of joy turned into a magnificent golden color and hanged behind Lao Ai. There were no witches on the treasure wheel, only countless flying sky appeared and faintly chanted scriptures from time to time.

"Hold your heart, wait! Those demonic ways are useful!"

Lao Ai shouted quietly: "Hun my heart, I am the incarnation of Bodhisattva who is great wisdom, bravery, great benevolence, great kindness, and joy. Over the past few months, I have specially incarnated into you. Can you test me? You have a connection with me, and I wish to join me?"

Wuqi rolled his eyes and said nothing more.

The old monk Zangxin had long been kneeling on the ground with a prostrategy. He trembled and screamed: "The Bodhisattva of Great Wisdom, Great Brave, Great Benevolence, Great Good, Great Joyful, and Great Joyful, Little... The little monk would rather take refuge!"
Chapter completed!