The sky is white and the earth is black.

The ceiling is covered with white clouds, and the black of the ground is 'shade'.

Now, this 'shade' is shaking.

It's just shaking, not moving.

In the Heavenly Black Sword Prison, when the evil Buddha mantra was sung to the thirteenth character, the 'shade' of the ancient temple moved, and it really moved.

It is shrinkage and fading.

The three corpses are in the sky, so they can see clearly, the black 'shade' on the ground of the ancient temple of the skyscraper is circulating layer by layer, constantly converging, as if the tide is receding, from all directions to the Futu stele forest, the stone meditation room convergence!

When the 'shade' faded, the three corpses suddenly realized: the ground of the ancient temple was originally like the sky, and it was a white color.

It is not difficult to guess, the white sky, the white earth, the ancient temple is holy, but then a huge shadow obscured the ground.

When future generations look at it again, it will become a white sky and a black earth, but where does the shadow that covers the entire temple come from?

Where it came from is unknown. But now where this huge shadow is going can not be understood, the three corpses are not small, and hurriedly urge the child coffin to fly to the meditation room, for fear that Su Jing will be in danger.

When the three corpses jumped down to the door of the meditation room, the ground of the entire skyscraper temple had turned back to white, and all the 'shadows' on the ground shrank around the futon in the stone room, and then flashed and disappeared!

Lei Dong was taken aback: "Where did you go?"

The 'shadow shadows' all retreated into Su Jing's body, and they still kept going, entering along the qi path, following the meridians, and pouring into the Heavenly Black Sword Prison that was being filled with evil Buddha mantras.

Caught off guard, unstoppable. In just a flash, the 'Shadow Shadow' gathered in the Black Prison, and then the 'Shadow Shadow' once again violently contracted the Heavenly Black Sword Prison, and there was an additional monk in the Heavenly Black Sword Prison.

Once, the shadow that covered the entire sky temple and the earth, and at this moment, the white-robed monk in the Heavenly Black Sword Prison.

Middle-aged, slightly fat, red lips and white teeth, tender skin, but demented, eyes and eyes, suddenly he opened his mouth and yawned widely, muttering indistinctly: "Sleepy." ”

It was the white-faced monk that Su Jing had seen in Tallinn before.

The monk stood in the sword prison in a daze, his face showing doubt. People are becoming more and more stupid. He muttered to himself, "I don't sleep, what are you doing here?"

At this time, the evil Buddha seemed to feel the appearance of this monk, and the singing of the fierce mantra suddenly became loud and urgent, and for a while, the evil voice and strange words rushed back and forth. Deafening!

Seventeen Garuda bowed his head. The evil Buddha moves the curse. They worshipped reverently, did not make the slightest move, and even added to the onslaught of yang fire and flying swords. They all gritted their teeth and endured.

The white-faced monk's face was still demented, but his eyes finally flashed with a glimmer of brilliance, and his brows furrowed slightly, and he didn't like the evil Buddha's incantation.

After listening for a while, the white-faced monk's expression became more and more impatient, his eyes were slightly closed and his head was lowered, as if he was also going to cast a spell to compare with the evil Buddha, but immediately he raised his head again, as if he had thought of a major key, and his face was full of silly smiles: "I saved it, I was woken up by this evil song, and I came here to break this evil curse." ”

Huanhuan happily figured out a big thing, and then his face was confused again, and he whispered again: "I don't remember how to break his curse?"

Inexplicable shadows, inexplicable monks.

The monk wondered to himself, but the mantra of the evil Buddha was recited faster and faster, and he could finish singing it at any time, and by then a fierce spell would take shape, and it was hard to say whether Su Jing could survive or not.

"Don't worry, he still has one hundred and seven words to finish the spell, wait for me to think about it. The monk suddenly looked at the 'Eight Su Jing' in the Sword Prison and comforted him softly.

The monk's memory is so bad that he has forgotten all his own spells, so how can he know what kind of mantras the evil Buddha is casting?

He didn't know the mantra of the Buddha. But he just knew that there were still one hundred and seven characters to chant, and the mantra of the evil Buddha would be finished and consummated.

More than 100 words, which sounds like a lot, but how much effort can be spent on falling into his mouth? Not to mention that the evil Buddha has already quickened his speech speed and is destroying the curse with all his might.

Soon, the monk himself couldn't wait, frowning and sighing, muttering 'I can't remember', from his expression to his tone when he spoke, he was all like a 'dead horse as a live horse doctor', followed by his arms raised, flat ends, and palms folded in front of him.

It is this one, in front of Su Jing's eyes, there is a sudden golden light!

The monk was stupid, the monk had no god, and the monk didn't remember a spell, but the moment he closed it, the dark sword prison suddenly burst with Buddha light! Su Jing even felt that a strong light came from the sky, shining through his heavenly spirit top cover, shining through his hair, skin, bones and blood

The magical light penetrates all things and falls straight into the Heavenly Black Sword Prison.

Just because, the monks are ten!

The monk is still stupid, but that's just a look, just a layer of skin. From the eighteenth layer of hell to the ninety-ninth heaven, spanning thousands of years and thousands of miles, all living beings, whether insects, flowers, plants, demons and ghosts, as long as there is a Buddha sitting in his heart, he himself is the true Buddha!

The monk has a Buddha in his heart, even if he forgets the heavens and the earth, and forgets the universe desolation, what does it matter!

Folding, opening, the monk's tone was dry, and his voice was low: "Nan Wu"

Monk two words, only two words, thunder and constant fire to the uncontrollable evil Buddha mantra singing abruptly hoarse!

But how can the evil Buddha be willing to give up, even if he is hoarse, even if he is struggling, he still continues to mantra, and at this moment, there are only seventeen words left before he finishes the mantra.

Seventeen words, just breathing!

The white-faced monk "Amitabha" continued his chanting, his voice slow. Even an old lady who has never been in the city in her life, even a bare-ass baby who has never gone to a private school can recite 'Nan Wu Amitabha', and a great monk who has practiced countless years in the ancient temple of Ferris, but he has to think hard about memories before he can sing it.

The mantra of the evil Buddha is recited much faster than that of the monk, and one word of the monk is enough for the evil Buddha to recite five or six words.

When the white-faced monk barely remembered the word 'Amitabha' and recited it, the evil Buddha only needed to sing Zuihou to complete his vicious mantra, and the word Zuihou was missing. I just can't pronounce it!

The evil Buddha on the high platform of the treasure hall of 'Cha Tianmo', only to feel a sullen breath that came from nowhere, and blocked his chest and lungs.

The stuffy breath swells, almost wants to blow up the heart and lungs, and the huge pain is unbearable and irresistible.

'Ah' roared, and the evil Buddha cried out in pain!

As a result, the evil curse was broken, and the word zuihou was choked in the throat, and the evil Buddha fell short. Immediately, there was a muffled sound of 'bang' in his mouth, and it exploded inexplicably!

The vicious curse is interrupted. The evil Buddha also had to suffer from the backlash, with a mouth full of teeth, a small tip of the tongue, and half of the cheek. Qi Qi shattered, pus and blood splashed everywhere, and the smell of fish was permeated.

The pus and blood in the mouth of the evil Buddha flew everywhere, and more than 100 evil arhats under his command swarmed. Hurriedly jumped off the altar. Go and scramble to lick the food. That is the spiritual blood of 'my Buddha', and if you eat a little bit, you can cultivate to great progress!

In the Heavenly Black Sword Prison, there was a sudden silence. The curse of the evil Buddha was broken, but the demented monk held his head high, frowned, his eyes rolled vigorously, turned over, turned over, and muttered in his mouth, repeating in a low voice, 'Nan no Amitabha Nan no Amitabha', the six-character words of the Buddha, he only thought of the first five words, zuihou one word, he couldn't remember what he said.

"Buddha. The eight Su Jing reminded in unison.

The monk shook his head, not displeased, but also not polite: "Don't make a sound, I'm thinking about things." ”

Su Jing didn't know whether to be surprised, laugh or wonder if the demented monk recited a mantra or a verse, but just the most common and middle-earth shijie can ask everywhere 'chanting Buddha', but he just broke the ferocious curse of the evil Buddha with a 'chanting Buddha', and even before he could recite it all, zuihou was also the final word!

Who is he? There are monks in the ancient temple?

Before Su Jing could speak, the voice of the evil Buddha suddenly sounded in the sword prison again, and his tone was fierce, but because of his broken teeth and broken tongue, his cheeks leaked, he couldn't say ridiculous: "You are not dead yet?!"

The monk really couldn't remember the word zuihou, so he simply didn't want to, let go of his folded hands, and replied softly: "Are you stupid? I'm here, of course I'm not dead." ”

"Kill!" Garuda's spell to invite the evil Buddha to speak was time, and the evil Buddha grabbed Zuihou for a moment and passed down the order to kill.

Hearing the order, the seventeenth Garuda moved, his wings spread violently, the cold light of the eagle's talons flickered, and he flew to the white-faced monk. How could Su Jing be idle and watch the play, his mind tightened, the yang fire and the swords danced more urgently, and there was chaos in the black prison in a blink of an eye.

The monk didn't seem to really notice the situation around him until now, and he was a little confused: "Where did the evil thing come from?", he yawned again, and then slowly bent down, spread his fingers wide, and pressed towards the ground of the black prison.

Between the fingertips and the ground, golden light flowed out, like a stream illuminated and soaked by the sun, flowing happily and merging into Su Jing's yang fire without hindrance

Ten fingers are ten streams.

And the yang fire that fused with the monk's Zen light, and then burned the seventeen monsters, the screams suddenly became extremely terrible, and the seventeen Garudas that had just been swept up all fell to the ground, their huge bodies rolled back and forth, their arms fluttered, their wings flapped randomly, and their claws kicked wildly, and they couldn't even stand up if they wanted to fly again, what else did they want to fly!

Su Jing is overjoyed!

The practice of the monks in the Buddha is the nemesis of the evil Buddha Dharma in the Buddha Temple, and with his help, Su Jing's hope of re-subduing the seventeen sinners has greatly increased!

Correct interpretation of true Zen, suppress evil law, golden crow and yang fire, refine sinners. Seventeen Garudas only had the strength to roll and wail, and there was no room for struggle and counterattack

Su Jing was in good spirits, and a natural smile bloomed on his face.

The three corpses, Xiang Liu, and Qi Donglai hugged the door of the meditation room and watched, and when they saw Su Jing laughing, they all felt light.

Qi Donglai patted his chest with his hand and exhaled a long breath. The bearded and reckless man put on a look that only a little lady can have after being frightened, which is really disgusting!

Xiang Liu didn't have an idea Qi Donglai, and his tone was much more relaxed: "It doesn't seem to be a bad thing." ”

Suddenly, suddenly, sixteen people stood in the cracks, obviously without eyes, and they also looked into the room with everyone, and when they heard Xiao Xiangliu speak, it immediately nodded in agreement-

The leader of the alliance has been added, and Chen Xiaosheng has become the nineteenth leader of the alliance to ascend to evil, and he is very grateful ^_^ (to be continued.) )