Bang!

With a shake of the chain, Xiong Kui's short body was instantly swept away, slamming into the wall and sliding down like a rag bag.

Hiss!

In the sound of gasps, all the murderers retreated together, and none of them dared to move forward.

"Humph!"

The Buddha snorted coldly, not caring about the rune brilliance that flashed on the chain.

Wu Ming's pupils suddenly contracted like the tip of a needle.

This person's strength is definitely above his imagination, and he can't help but rack his brains to recall that there is a Buddhist heir who has fallen to such a point!

"Little doll, it looks like one of your legs is going to be dedicated to my Buddha!"

The Buddha suddenly raised his hand and shook Wu Ming's empty hand, and an invisible force swallowed it, grabbing his body and taking it into the air.

Wearing a heavy flail and runes, he can even volley objects in the air!

"Humph!"

Wu Ming's face changed wildly, and he clinged to the railing with both hands and feet, but he still couldn't stop the vigorous pull, and gradually slipped away.

"Ahem, old deer, this old monk is crazy, if this kid dies here, we will all have to pay for our lives!"

Xiong Kui spat out blood, and a faint light appeared on his short and thin body, which actually expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the shackles on his hands and feet flashed wildly, and he pounced on the Buddha like crazy.

"Together, this kid is the son of Wu Wangfu, although the scenery of Wu Wangfu is not there, but it is also a military heir, the relationship between the old Wu Wang in Beijing is complicated, if he has an accident here, the people of the Legalist family and the military family will not spare us!"

Lu Bing hesitated for a breath and ravaged up.

Different from Xiong Kui's enlargement, the ghostly light on Lu Bing's body flashed, and it suddenly shrank in a crackling sound, but his breath was even more fierce and terrifying!

"Up, let's go!"

Out of fear of the Buddha, everyone hesitated, but they could think of the consequences and couldn't help but act together.

Whoa!

The iron chains were sonorous endlessly, and under the Buddha's scattered long hair, the light and shadow flashed away, vaguely in the shape of some kind of flower, and seven or eight people were swept away in an instant.

"Ah, my hands, my feet!"

For a while, there were wails and screams.

Even under confinement, the Buddha still showed terrifying strength, as strong as Lu Bing and Xiong Kui, but he could only hold on for two rounds before vomiting blood and falling to the ground.

Syllable!

Almost at the same time, Wu Ming couldn't hold on any longer, and was choked by the Buddha's neck.

The long nails were like ice blades, as if they had pierced his skin, giving him goosebumps, as if he would be pinched off his neck the next moment.

No matter how hard you wrestle, you can't move the palm of your iron pincers!

"Little doll, to have the opportunity to appear in my Buddha, is ...... Huh?"

The Buddha was about to start, his eyes suddenly froze, and his hair suddenly danced wildly, revealing an ancient and shocked face, staring at the Buddha beads exposed by Wu Ming's left wrist, and said sharply, "Boy, where did the Buddha treasure come from?"

"Buddha's fate!"

Wu Ming's face was purple, and he almost turned his back on his breath, and reluctantly spit out two words.

Boom!

Before the words fell, Wu Ming was able to break free from the restraints, fell to the ground, gasped for breath, and retreated backwards with both hands and feet, wanting to stay away from this terrifying Buddha.

Xiong Kui and Lu Bing looked at the blood stains on each other's faces, smiled bitterly, and said in their hearts that if this young master had taken out the Buddha treasure earlier, he would not have suffered this hardship.

In fact, who would have thought that this Buddha, who looks like a mad demon and eats people's legs with his mouth closed, would react so much to a Buddha treasure?

"Amitabha! The true self is at ease, and cause and effect arise ......"

The Buddha was like a demon, said a series of Zen words that made people confused, grabbed Wu Ming, and walked straight into the darkness.

Wu Ming couldn't raise a little strength in his body, and struggled in vain, so he could only let the Buddha drag him.

"Buddha!"

Xiong Kui's face changed wildly, and he wanted to stop it, but he was frightened by a cold look.

He felt that if he dared to do it again, he would definitely die!

"This son has a fate with my Buddha, and today the Buddha wants to cross him, you avoid it!"

In the darkness, the sound of chains dragging abruptly stopped, and everything seemed to stop at this moment.

The deer and the bear gasped together, their eyes were shocked, they didn't dare to slack off, they quickly collected the exercises, endured the pain of confinement and backlash on their bodies, and pushed everyone to the railing, facing the corridor, forming a human wall.

In an instant, the majestic aura of terror flashed, but it disappeared in an instant!

"Ahh

The terrible screams rang out, endlessly, and I don't know how long they lasted, until they were hoarse and became inaudible!

Xiong Kui couldn't help but want to look back several times, but was stopped by Lu Bing and had to hold back.

At this moment, no one saw the faint golden light flashing in the darkness, like a strange flower blooming, a hollow valley orchid!

It's just that this flower is fleeting, as if it appeared out of thin air, and as if it never existed!

......

"Uh...... Whew!"

I don't know how long it took, Wu Ming woke up slowly, turned over violently, groped his hands on his body, and found that there was nothing abnormal, so he let out a long breath.

"Something is wrong, why does the heat flow in the trick keep flowing, this is ...... This is the appearance of the second layer of "Golden Bell Jar"!"

Suddenly, Wu Ming's eyes froze, he noticed the changes in his body, and involuntarily recalled everything before he fell into a coma, looked down at the Buddha beads on his wrist, and looked around.

I saw two big faces, and I don't know when I approached him, trying to look at him with a smile.

And the murderers around him, one by one, their breath was sluggish, as if they were hiding from the plague, far away from here.

"What, if you have something to say, don't let people misunderstand that I have any bad habits!"

Wu Ming didn't have a good airway.

"Ahem, hehe, the little prince is angry, the old bear said some stupid things before, just to scare you to play, there is no malice!"

Xiong Kuigan smiled and stabbed Lu Bing.

"Little prince, Lao Xiong and I are both dignified and upright old men, so we can't do dirty things!"

Lu Bing patted his chest angrily, as if he was not the one who was going to go through Wu Ming's 'back door' before.

The murderers involuntarily rolled their eyes, and a few people touched the 'back door' with aggrieved faces, and said in their hearts, if this is the case, what happened to those people who were overturned before?

"Little prince, your status is noble, you will definitely go out safe and sound, I ...... old bear"

Xiong Kui had a hideous face, glared at the murderers around him fiercely, and then carefully took out a rag from his arms and handed it to Wu Ming, the expression on his face seemed to be reluctant, and it seemed to be pleading, but he didn't say it explicitly.

"I understand!"

Looking at the blood stains looming on the rags, Wu Ming's eyes condensed slightly, nodded silently, and put it into his arms.

"The grace of the old prince and the little prince to recreate, I am an old bear, I can only repay it in the next life!"

Xiong Kui was ecstatic, slammed his head nine times, then got up, and pushed Lu Bing, walked to the corner and squatted, his shoulders faintly swayed a few times.

"Little prince, my Lu Bing knows what kind of goods I am, and I will wait here for death all my life, I just want to ask you for a favor, if there is a chance, I will definitely die!"

Lu Bing looked at Wu Ming with blank eyes, holding the same blood-stained rags in both hands, and his tall body knelt like this, with the intention that Wu Ming would kneel to death if he didn't agree.

Wu Ming frowned slightly, and wanted to say that if he wanted to kneel, he would kneel, but Lu Bing's eyes, as well as the pleading that he vaguely guessed, agreed.

There is gold under the man's knees, which can make a big man kneel and pray, and they are all once well-known and strong, which must be a matter beyond life.

Carrying two rags, Wu Ming felt heavy, this seemingly unprovoked trust was really heavy!

"To let these two murderers do this, I'm afraid it has something to do with this Buddha!"

Wu Ming's gaze became incomparably deep.

Although it was dark, I could still clearly feel that there was a thin figure covered in chains, sitting cross-legged.

"Master ......"

Wu Ming just wanted to get up, but his words were interrupted when he reached his mouth.

"Little doll, your fate with me has ended, you don't need to find the root of it, Amitabha!"

In the darkness, there was a hoarse voice unique to the Buddha, and there was a hint of indescribable weakness in the harsh ears.

"Ahh

Wu Ming wanted to ask again, but suddenly felt a chaos in his mind, as if countless golden lights had emerged, and he instantly hugged his head in pain and curled up into a ball.

The strange thing is that the bear and the deer, who were still respectful to Wu Ming before, and entrusted their lives with each other, just hesitated and struggled, and then turned their heads and stopped looking.

After a while, Wu Ming gradually stopped screaming, stopped rolling, and gasped.

"Thank you, Master!"

Although the pain was unbearable, Wu Ming still managed to get up and kowtow respectfully to the darkness.

He didn't say anything thanks, and there was no reply in the darkness, there was silence.

"It turned out to be the "Yijin Sutra" in the foundation book of Buddhism, although there is no "Washing the Marrow Sutra", but for me, it is tantamount to a great blessing, what is this old monk ...... Could it be him?"

After half an hour, Wu Ming's breath gradually calmed down, and he carefully flipped through the extra things in his mind.

It is only confirmed that in addition to the "Yijin Sutra", there is also a more obscure scripture composed of golden fan text light dots, which is deeply imprinted in the memory, or in the depths of the soul.

Except for the vaguely recognizable word 'Jing', the rest are not known at all.

"Could it be the "Diamond Sutra"? Impossible, even if the old monk passed on my "Washing the Pulp Sutra" for some reason, this kind of thing is not unprecedented, but the "Diamond Sutra" is the supreme treasure of Buddhism, except for the inheritance of the descendants, it is impossible to leak it at all!"

Although I felt that it might be some kind of profound Buddhist scripture, when I thought of the importance of the "Diamond Sutra", I directly rejected it.

"Something is wrong, it seems like there is something else?"

Wu Ming frowned deeply, and before he fell into a coma in careful recollection, he seemed to have seen a mysterious and unparalleled flower phantom, but he could not find it all over his body.

"The secrets of the two Buddhisms are not transmitted, and there are such profound cultivations, they can be directly empowered and transmitted!"

Wu Ming's eyes flickered, and he vaguely guessed the identity of the Buddha, and decided in his heart that he had to go to Shaolin Temple if he had the opportunity.

It's just that I can't believe that the legendary character is actually locked up on the third floor of the Heavenly Prison District, and he is also locked up with a group of artistic conception martial artists.

It stands to reason that it has to be locked up in the deepest part of the ninth layer of the Heavenly Prison.

Moreover, according to the rules of Buddhism, even if he rebelled against the temple, he would clean up the door by himself, and he would never be imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison of the Imperial Court with a fake hand.

This made Wu Ming even more curious.

Seeing the fear of the Buddha by murderers such as deer and bears, they obviously don't know the origin of their identity, even if they ask them, I'm afraid they won't say anything.