Chapter 283: 284： The bald donkey is strong, and the wind is tight (repair)

"boom!"

The black energy leaped into the air, rolling in, and the black pressure pressed towards the crowd.

These black qi condensed into substance, like a dark cloud covering the top, and even spread out with a monstrous power, so that people can't breathe.

The whole world was plunged into darkness.

"Amitabha!"

Just when the black air was about to completely cover the world, a Buddha chant sounded.

On the other side, golden light covers the sky, like the same sun, hanging high and mid-air, competing against the black air.

In the center of the golden light, a figure sitting cross-legged, eyes drooping, revealing the color of compassion, it is Yue Tu no doubt.

I don't know where she found a lotus platform, the workmanship is relatively rough, it is about to be used, it is slowly rotating under her ass.

Amon and Hou Mo stepped on their black qi and walked quickly. They were hostile and coldly said: "Yue Tu, you are really crazy!"

"Please call me Yuetu Bodhisattva."

Yue Tu corrected it, and said quietly: "Last time I said goodbye, I don't know how the two Taoists thought about it. The so-called sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and turning back is the shore. Now I have just started Buddhism. If you join, you can also become a veteran with generous treatment."

Hou Mo said coldly: "It's you who should turn back! We have notified Lord Demon Lord of this matter. Lord Demon Lord is furious. If you go back and admit your mistakes, you may still have a small life!"

"The Buddha and the devil can only take a moment. It seems that the roots of wisdom of the two Taoists are not enough, and I need to save them!"

Yue Tu's slightly squinted eyes slowly opened, and his voice was loud, "Budawei Tianlong Array!"

"Amitabha!"

Thirty-eight bald heads in the audience folded their hands together, closed their eyes and chanted, and then their eyes suddenly opened, with golden light flashing in them, and the robes were slightly torn off in half, revealing their strong muscles.

Even some old monks with flying beards are extremely strong.

With bald head and muscles, the visual impact is full, and it makes the momentum instantly rise to the extreme. In the void of the audience, there seem to be countless Buddha's shadows, golden light like lotus, overwhelming the sky, and even the sound of Buddha singing from all directions.

"It turns out that Buddhism repairs muscles!"

Amon smiled coldly, raised his hand and waved a little, the black energy all over his body seemed to be alive, like a black mist floating around, spreading to the surroundings, "Bomoluo Soul Locking Formation!"

"Swish swish!"

Hundreds of demons were ghosts, dressed in black robes, and their figures swayed out and surrounded the crowd.

All around them, black qi surged and enveloped them, not real.

Following their pinch, the black energy all over their bodies burst into the sky, forming black dragons, roaring and rolling in the void.

These black dragons are intertwined with each other, and they have become a giant black dragon net!

"Small bugs!"

Thirty-eight monks showed cold expressions and stepped forward at the same time, "Look at me, the mighty dragon!"

"boom!"

The endless golden light surging, gathered into a golden golden dragon!

This golden dragon no longer has its appearance, but a complete dragon. Even the golden scales on its body are clearly visible. The three-hundred-meter-long body surrounds thirty-eight monks, swimming slowly, gathering visual impact!

"Roar!"

The golden dragon roared and the dragon's tail swept away, and suddenly a vacancy was swept across the black giant net, smashing the black energy to pieces.

However, the black energy surged, the giant net shrank, and even a long whip swept out, drawing towards the golden dragon.

Meng Junliang took his steps, swiftly paced, and his face solemnly said: "Dear fellow Taoists, these bald and muscular men are their own people. Let's work together to fight the devil!"

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and pointed, and the mighty air exploded, suppressing the black air.

Many monks also came back to their senses, looking at Yue Tu and others in awe, their hearts trembled.

Unexpectedly, on the battlefield of the mortal world, immortals have already begun to fight.

Then the spirits rallied, and they fought Fajue with the demon.

"Yue Tu, since you are stubborn, we will follow the demon Lord's decree and clean up the door!" Amen's eyes were cold, and the big axe in his hand set off a monstrous black energy, and slashed towards Yue Tu!

A treasure bottle appeared in the hands of the demon. He raised his hand and pointed, and endless black energy surged out of the treasure bottle, like a curl of green smoke, but extremely terrifying, with the ability to corrode the soul, and wrapped towards Yuetu. go with.

"Yue Tu, let me see if it is your great power dragon or my magic power!"

"My Buddhism supernatural powers are more than a mighty dragon, let you see today, Buddha, light, universal, and shining!" Yue Tu smiled and raised his hands slightly, as if supporting the sky.

Behind her head, there seemed to be a golden light wheel emerging, halo flowing, holy and majestic.

Golden light radiated from Yue Tu's body, illuminating a world, and those black auras could not get close at all.

With the blessing of the Buddha's light, Yue Tu's momentum rose sharply, and it fought with the post-mo and Amon.

The Hou Mo and Amon looked at each other, a trace of fierceness flashed in their eyes.

The Hou Mo's wrist turned, and a round ball appeared, the whole body was pitch black, like a huge eyeball, emitting a strange light.

With the appearance of this black bead, the surrounding magic energy instantly became extremely active, like a sharp sword, and began to erode unscrupulously toward the four directions.

Hou Mo and A Meng showed enthusiasm and said sincerely, "Respectfully please Lord Demon Lord."

The black beads spontaneously escaped from the palm of the queen demon, slowly floating in the air.

"Huhuhuhu."

The boundless black energy is centered on the bead, gathering together, covering the sky and the sun.

"This, this, this..."

All the monks changed their faces and looked at the sky in horror.

"Foot...foot!" someone exclaimed, backing away.

But I saw that this land, I don’t know when, it turned black, and a thrilling breath began to rush towards everyone’s body, hindering people’s movements, and the air becoming sticky. .

"Yue Tu!"

A thunderous voice sounded in the void, and the black air had already gathered into a huge black face, rolling and floating, and there was a majestic voice, "The treatment I gave you is not thin, why should you betray me and turn to the bald donkey side? ?"

Yue Tu put her eyes together and said solemnly: "For dreams!"

"very good."

The black face became darker, and faintly said: "I am used to seeing too many changes in the world, and summed up many experiences. I know that only by directly stifling the opponent in the cradle is the way to survive, so shooting will be the ultimate move! Buddhism I This will be erased personally! You are my capable subordinate, and I can give you one last chance to give up Buddhism and return to the embrace of Lord Demon God!"

Sitting cross-legged, Yue Tu, with no sorrow or joy on his face, said calmly, "Amitabha, the Buddha used to cut meat as an eagle, and today I feed the devil with my body."

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"In that case, go to death!"

The black face's voice was extremely gloomy, and it suddenly changed into a skull with a big open mouth. The endless momentum stirred countless hurricanes, not only blowing off the surrounding trees, but also blowing over the ground on the ground. A few floors.

Dementor!

"Roar!"

In the big mouth, a terrifying sound wave burst out, seeming to have the power to destroy the world and make the world change color.

All the monks present trembled violently, and their hair roots stood up.

At this moment, a deep chill emerged from the bottom of my heart, and it seemed that there was a great horror surrounding everyone. This horror was very inexplicable, but it was really real and it made everyone’s hair stand upright. , The hair exploded.

Some monks were already so scared that they were lying on the ground shivering, and some, with expressions of horror on their faces, were directly scared to death.

Yue Tu was the first to bear the brunt, and the Buddha's light around her body was completely suppressed, like a small flame in the storm, swaying weakly and extinguishing at any time.

Under her ass, the inferior lotus stand was overwhelmed and turned directly into powder.

Next are the thirty-eight bald heads.

The big mighty dragons all over them were like sand, and they were blown away directly. The muscles all over their bodies were already torn apart, blood was flowing, they held them together hand in hand, tightly closed their eyes, and bitterly resisted.

"puff!"

Luo Shiyu's body trembled lightly, and finally couldn't help it, a mouthful of blood spurted out of her mouth, her body swayed slightly, and she was a little unstable.

"Miss Luo." Seeing this, Meng Junliang's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly stepped out, blocking Luo Shiyu's body, his whole body breathed out, blocking the voice.

He and Luo Shiyu are both high-ranking guests, so he must not stand idly by.

More and more people fell to the ground, curled up into a ball, frightened.

Amon sneered coldly, looked at everyone jokingly, especially staring at the bald heads who were sitting cross-legged, and said coldly: "Tremble, tremble under the majesty of Lord Demon Lord!"

Yue Tu's face was already pale as paper, with blood overflowing at the corner of her mouth, and she continued to meditate on the Buddhist scriptures.

At this moment, the Buddha's light that was about to extinguish on her body was suddenly bright.

From her chest, a simple yellow scroll flew out slowly, floating above her head.

As the yellow scroll slowly unfolded, a buddha singing followed.

"The Bodhisattva Avalokiteshvara, who walks deep prajna paramita, sees the five aggregates of emptiness for a long time, and saves all suffering. Relics, form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, form is emptiness, emptiness is form..."

At the same time, the golden light is like a projection, and a huge phantom of the Buddha slowly emerges in the air, majestic and mighty, overlooking the world.

The Buddha's singing seemed to come from every place in the void, and it quickly overwhelmed the roar of the black face, which made people feel calm and refreshing.

The black face's mouth opened wider, and he was unwilling to amplify the volume, "Roar, roar, roar!"

However, even if he yelled with the strength of breastfeeding, no one's voice was still loud, so he immediately recognized it.

Unexpectedly, there is such a treasure. It seems that Buddhism cannot be destroyed today.

Escaped. Escaped.

The black face disappeared without any muddle, and the black beads fell from the sky and returned to the hands of the queen.

The Buddha sings the same.

Pouring into the ears of those demons, they reduced a lot on the spot, let them sit cross-legged spontaneously, and began to shave their heads.

Hou Mo and Amon were equally disturbed and turned around bitterly, "The bald donkey is strong, the wind is screaming, and withdraw!"

Gradually, Huang Juan slowly closed and fell back into Yue Tu's hands.

Holding a yellow scroll, Yue Tu stood in the void, and bowed to the direction of Luoxian Mountain.

With the flag open to victory, those bald heads clasped their hands together, pretending to be calm and composed, and said with compassion, "Amitabha Buddha."

Then, in the awe of the eyes of many monks, they slowly got up, put on the robe again, and then began to walk around, "This fellow Taoist, you have a destiny with my Buddha..."

Meng Junliang watched many bald heads spreading the Fa from the side, with a hint of envy in his eyes, and he became more determined to preach.

But before that, there is one very tricky thing.

He looked at Luo Shiyu, but saw that her face was pale, she had fallen into a coma and was unconscious.

Before Luo Shiyu fought with others, he was already in a weak state. Now it is the soul that has suffered a serious injury. His life is half gone, and there is no hope of treatment. How can he explain to the Luo Emperor.

...

Time is like water, and five days are fleeting.

The courtyard is as peaceful and peaceful as ever.

In the past few days, no one came to visit, but Li Nianfan fully enjoyed a leisurely time.

Food, beauties, fine wines are all available, and there are even two children plus a pet. This kind of life can be lived a lifetime and comfortable.

At this moment, he was lying on the recliner, and Daji sat quietly beside him, peeling grapes for him with slender hands.

A bite of a grape, and it is seedless, sour and sweet, tender and refreshing, it is the pinnacle of life.

Not far away, Xiao Bai was grinding tofu.

At this moment, the door of the backyard was pushed open, and the three figures of Long Er, Nun Nun, and Little Fox rushed out eagerly, like three little elves, quickly came to Li Nianfan's side.

The three are familiar with the road and have a clear division of labor.

Long Er was responsible for squeezing Li Nianfan's back, Nian Nan was responsible for beating Li Nianfan's leg, and the little fox jumped on Li Nianfan's other leg and helped him massage.

Even Huofeng came over, pretending to be careless on the surface, but his ears were already pricked up.

Long Er couldn't help but urged: "Brother, story, it's time to tell the story."

Seeing everyone looking at him expectantly, Li Nianfan couldn't help but smile, "The story of "The Journey to the West" is over. It's time for a new story today."

Storytelling is an activity that Li Nianfan came up with. After all, Long Er and Nun Nuan are both children. In order to prevent them from being naughty, but also to allow them to grow up healthy and happy, Li Nianfan set a time period for storytelling.

Don’t have too many stories in your mind, you probably won’t be able to finish telling them every four to five years. Every time you watch people listen to your own stories intently, Li Nianfan will also be interesting, but it will not be boring.

The girl curiously asked: "What is the new story?"

Li Nianfan smiled mysteriously, "Temporarily keep it secret, the story will be told later, I will make you a special delicacy first!"

Huofeng couldn't help it anymore, and asked, "What is it?"

Li Nianfan pointed to the small wooden barrel in the corner, and said with a smile: "It's in there, a very delicious snack, which will definitely surprise you."

At the same time, auspicious clouds moved, and two figures slowly came to the foot of the Luoxian Mountain...

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