He sat on the ground, untied the beads on his wrist, and re-took another string of beads in his pocket and put it on his hand.

He took off the plain monk's robe again.

He was dressed in fashion and couldn't see it, and when he took it off, he realized that the inside of this inconspicuous monk's robe was full of scriptures.

"I owe you so much!"

A madman!

He raised his hands, and the monk's robe turned upside down in the air, and he draped it over his body.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, performed the Buddha salute with one hand, and the Buddha beads rolled between his right hand, "My Buddha is merciful and summons all beings." ”

"All the sufferings in the world are clouds."

Dust-free thin lips moved, chanting words, and began to recite scriptures.

He didn't make any superfluous movements, he sat on the ground, and there was no superfluous color on his handsome face, all of which were compassionate.

A faint Buddha light emanated from around him, enveloping the entire formation and the young man who was carrying the book in it.

"Boom!"

A thunderbolt suddenly exploded in his ears, and Wuchen suddenly opened his eyes, and saw a thunderbolt coming in through the window, wrapped in the sound of wind and thunder, and slammed down!

The dust-free face showed a solemn and cold color, the right hand was raised, and the Buddha beads showed a very bright brilliance, forming a semicircle in front of the dust-free body.

The young monk Su Bai hung Buddha beads between his hands, and the round Buddha beads were dripping and turning, and the sky was full of glory for a while.

The dazzling thunder light slammed into the aura cover, but in an instant, I saw that the shield formed by the aura was crumbling, and the thunder light exploded, and the light shield was shattered.

The wind is blowing.

Torrential rain is pouring down.

The glass of the room they were in shattered, the wind hit the room with the torrential rain, the light tube crackled, struggled, exploded, and the flying fragments fell to the ground.

Some of them were smashed with cups on the table and murals on the wall, and in the blink of an eye, the room was a mess.

Wuchen leaned sideways slightly, and the fine porcelain shard scratched his right cheek, leaving a thin streak of blood, from which beads of blood oozed.

The dark night dyed the young monk's eyes colder.

He raised his hand, wiped the blood from his right cheek, and sat back coldly.

At this moment, on the rune paper, Yan Tao's words have already been written halfway.

The young man's thin lips were as red as blood, her eyes were so pale that they were almost nothing, and there was a storm around her, her face was cold, and she let her black hair be blown messy, her left hand pressed the rune paper, and her right hand put down the pen with difficulty.

When the second thunder fell, Wuchen stood up with a blank face and took a step forward, the scriptures recited in his mouth were never broken, and layers of Buddha aura radiated from his body, illuminating most of the dark and silent room.

The power of this thunder is even more powerful than it was just now.

Wuchen looked at the top of the thunder light from afar, and a wry smile couldn't help but appear on his face, and there was a feeling of numbness and weakness on his right hand.

What he cultivates is a meritorious Buddha, saving people from suffering and surviving 3,000 sufferings.

It is different from Shura Buddha cultivation.

Shura Buddha pays attention to cutting the consequences of sin, and the kung fu under his hands is much stronger than him.

The path of Buddhism he cultivated, in the face of the calamity at this moment, there is really not much he can do.

At this moment, it's just gritting his teeth and holding on.

"Boom!"

Under the thunder light, Wuchen took off the monk's robe on his body, threw out the Buddhist beads, and recited the scriptures with his hands together.

The beads were shattered into fine pieces, and the monk's robes were burned to ashes.

It's just that this thunder has passed.

Dustless flesh covered his heart in pain, and almost didn't take a breath and fainted in pain: My magic weapon!