Changsheng: I have been in Jiaofang Division for thousands of years

Anyway, he felt that this former Zen master of Buddhism had changed a lot in his behavior.

"Thank you, Lord, for making it happen."

Mu Xinzhi clasped his palms together and recited Amitabha Buddha.

The next moment, a scorching red flame steamed up and turned into a wolf, opened its mouth wide and swallowed Liang Kun in one gulp.

"do not want!"

Liang Kun screamed, but he was powerless to resist, and was burned to ashes by the fire in the blink of an eye.

The flaming wolf dissipated, and Mu Xinzhi recited the Buddha's name again: "My Buddha is merciful, Lord Sima, you can rest in peace."

His spiritual body fluttered, and there was no trace of fluctuation after the murder on his face: "Benefactor Chu, the poor monk couldn't help but want to kill, I made you laugh."

"Hehe, the Buddha also has vajra's glaring eyes, so why laugh at him?"

Zhao Mu looked indifferent: "Zen Master, can you tell me now, where is the nine-color glazed cup?"

"The donor comes with the poor monk."

Mu Xinzhi floated around the altar and came to a round table behind.

Zhao Mu glanced at Hei Jiao and Gui Ling: "You two don't need to go there, just watch Sima Tongsheng's body here, in case there is any accident."

"Okay." The two nodded.

Zhao Mu then walked towards the round table.

The round table was no less than three feet in diameter, and there were high-backed chairs around it. It looked like a high-level place in the Totem Temple, usually used for meetings.

At this time, Mu Xinzhi pointed to the space above the round table: "Benefactor Chu, the nine-color glazed cup is located directly above this round table. Its state is very strange. It is in a state between existence and non-existence. , it will become a reality.”

Chapter 163 Loneliness Makes People Crazy

"What conditions?" Zhao Mu asked.

Mu Xinzhi shook his head: "To be honest, the poor monk has been thinking about it for 200 years, but he still can't figure out how it made it appear in the first place."

"When the poor monk and Sima Tongsheng entered the underground palace, they began to search for nine-color glazed lamps everywhere. However, no matter how we searched every corner of the underground palace, we still did not find any clues."

"The two of us were already in despair, and we were ready to accept our fate and wait for death, but at that moment, the nine-color glazed cup suddenly appeared on top of the round table."

"The situation at that time was very sudden. The poor monk and Sima Tongsheng didn't understand what they had done to make it appear."

"However, we didn't think too much about it at the time, so we hurried over to take away the nine-color glazed cup. After all, this treasure is our only hope for survival."

"But what we didn't expect was that when we jumped into the air and were about to take off the nine-color glazed cup, it suddenly burst out with terrifying power."

"The poor monk and Sima Tongsheng had no ability to resist at all, and they were directly suppressed to death by the nine-color glazed lamp."

"Sima Tongsheng's soul was directly shattered, leaving only an immortal corpse, while the poor monk's body was shattered, leaving behind a soul that turned into a spirit."

"For 200 years, poor monks have been unable to enter reincarnation, and even this underground palace cannot leave. They can only stay here alone. This state can really drive people crazy."

Mu Xinzhi sighed deeply, and said lonely.

Zhao Mu smiled: "Lonely, you just need to get used to it slowly. Sometimes it feels like you are the only one in the world, which is actually not bad."

"Why, does Benefactor Chu have a lot of experience about this?"

"Hehe, I don't really have any experience, but those who have embarked on the journey of cultivating immortality, how many people have never experienced the feeling of loneliness?"

Zhao Mu shook his head, not intending to continue this topic.

"Zen Master, you really have no idea how to touch the nine-color glazed cup?"

"If you have to talk about clues, it's not completely absent."

Mu Xinzhi recalled carefully: "In fact, these poor monks have also speculated that the appearance of the glazed cup may have something to do with our state of mind."

"At the beginning, the poor monk and Sima Tongsheng failed to find the glass lamp, and they were already in despair. We thought we could only wait quietly for the end of life."

"There is great terror between life and death, and we are struggling in fear, despair and unwillingness, and at that moment, some kind of power touches our hearts."

"At the same time, a nine-color glazed cup suddenly appeared on top of the round table. The poor monk felt that the glazed cup seemed to be able to sense the despair in people's hearts."

"Only if you are desperate enough can it manifest."

despair?

Zhao Mu frowned slightly, this was not good news for him.

After all, with his temperament, he almost never felt despair.

No matter how difficult the predicament was, he never thought of giving up. There was only one thought in his mind, which was to try his best to get out of the predicament.

Such a disposition, where does despair come from?

"Is there no other way but despair?"

Zhao Mu asked.

"Maybe there is, but the poor monk can't find out." Mu Xinzhi shook his head.

Zhao Mu walked to the round table, stretched out his hand to stroke the surface, and thought to himself.

Since I am not in a state of despair, I can only think of other ways.

hum!

At this moment, an astonishing force suddenly descended from the sky, instantly covering Zhao Mu and Mu Xinzhi.

This force appeared so suddenly that Zhao Mu had no time to react.

At first, he thought it was the nine-color glazed cup, but soon he realized something was wrong.

Because the space above the round table was still empty, only the terrifying power came from nowhere.

This kind of power contained the power of confinement, which imprisoned Zhao Mu's body in an instant, making him unable to move.

"Zen Master, does this imprisoning power come from the nine-color glazed cup?" Zhao Mu asked in a deep voice.

But he didn't get an answer, he could only feel a scorching power slowly drifting from his side.

The next moment, Mu Xinzhi's figure appeared in front of him.

But at this moment, Mu Xin knew that the friendliness just now was gone, and the face of the Buddha that was supposed to be merciful was now full of ferocity.

Red flames rose around Mu Xinzhi's body, and the hot temperature spread, causing the temperature in the underground palace to rise rapidly again.

"You are not imprisoned?"

Zhao Mu didn't panic, and stared at the other party.

"Of course not. This restriction can only imprison the entity, but it has no effect on the spirit body like the poor monk."

As if the plot had succeeded, Mu Xinzhi grinned and said, "Benefactor Chu, how do you feel now? Does your whole body feel extremely heavy, as if you're carrying a mountain on your back?"

Zhao Mu narrowed his eyes slightly: "You deliberately lured me here, using the restriction here to imprison me, and the nine-color glazed cup is not here?"

"No, the nine-color glazed cup is indeed above the round table, but it is true that the poor monk deliberately lured you here. After all, you are the strongest here. If you are not imprisoned, how will the poor monk carry out the following things?"

Mu Xinzhi smiled brightly, as if he had the winning ticket in his hands.

"What do you want to do?"

"Hahahaha, of course it is the body of Sima Tongsheng. Don't you think that one of us has an immortal soul and the other has an immortal body? It's a perfect match made in heaven?"

"Actually, Poor Monk has long wanted to occupy Sima Tongsheng's body. It's a pity that my spiritual body was weak before, and I couldn't even coagulate myself. How can I enter his body?"

"Fortunately, fortunately, you just helped the poor monk gather the spirit body, benefactor Chu, I really want to thank you for this, so when I kill you later, I will definitely let you die more happily without so much pain. "

"Hey, it's been 200 years. The poor monk has waited for 200 years, and today he can finally leave this damn underground palace."

"And the poor monk can still live forever in this world, hahaha, benefactor Chu, don't you envy him?"

"It's really good calculation."

Zhao Mu asked indifferently: "Just now you killed Liang Kun, it wasn't for any friendship, right? You were just afraid that after Sima Tong was born, his body would be controlled by Liang Kun with the puppet technique, right?"

"That's right, what is the relationship between the poor monk and Sima Tongsheng? It's ridiculous, don't forget, if there is no oppression from the Great Jin Dynasty, why did the poor monk dissolve the Great Golden Wheel Kingdom by himself?"

"The poor monk and him were just using each other from the beginning to the end."

"Speaking of Liang Kun, hum, this person should be killed. A few months ago, he sneaked into the underground palace and took away Sima Tongsheng. Do you know how much the poor monk wanted to kill him?"

"Sima Tongsheng's body belongs to the poor monk, and no one else is allowed to take it away. Fortunately, you sent him back today."

"This is God's will. It is my Buddha's mercy. I can't bear to watch his followers perish forever in this damn underground palace."

"In order to thank the Buddha, after the poor monk leaves the underground palace, he will definitely rebuild the Great Golden Wheel Kingdom, destroy the Great Jin Dynasty, and make the Buddha Kingdom on Earth truly the only kingdom in the world."

"Benefactor Chu, I have to thank you for all of this, so now, the poor monk will send you to see the Buddha, so that you have the opportunity to accompany the Buddha forever, hahahaha..."

Mu Xinzhi laughed like crazy, his whole body turned into a wolf with crimson flames, biting Zhao Mu.

Chapter 164 Who is insidious?

The red flames swept across the whole body, completely enveloping Zhao Mu, and the scorching heat even made the ground start to melt.

Mu Xinzhi was extremely proud, waiting for Zhao Mu to be burned to ashes like Liang Kun.

But he waited for a while, only to see that Zhao Mu was still unscathed, and his expression seemed to be enjoying himself in a hot spring.

"You... are you okay?"

Mu Xinzhi's eyes widened in disbelief.

"What do you think I can do to be burned to death by you? Sorry, your flames are not enough for me."

Zhao Mu smiled lightly, and just as he finished speaking, a bright golden light suddenly burst out from his body.

Although this golden light is not a flame, the temperature it emits is higher than Mu Xinzhi's flame.

"what……"

Mu Xinzhi let out a scream, and his spiritual body was actually burned by Zhao Mu's golden light.

He was extremely frightened, and immediately retreated: "How is it possible, you actually possess such scorching power?"

"No, since you are not afraid of the poor monk's flame at all, why didn't you try it yourself at the altar earlier, and let Liang Kun control Sima Tongsheng to approach the poor monk's flame?"

"Why should I test it myself and expose my cards?"

Zhao Mu chuckled: "In an unfamiliar environment, easily exposing one's hole cards is no different from courting death. For example, if you run into an insidious guy like you, how can you survive without your hole cards?"

"I'm insidious? Which of us is insidious?"

Mu Xinzhi clenched his teeth: "But it's okay, even if the poor monk can't kill you, you can't leave alive."

"You should be imprisoned here until you die. The poor monk is waiting for your body to perish and your soul to fly away."

Mu Xinzhi laughed triumphantly, turned around and rushed towards Sima Tongsheng's body.

Seeing him approaching, Hei Jiao and Gui Ling backed away in a tacit understanding, apparently not planning to confront Mu Xinzhi head-on.

"You are very wise. The poor monk's flame is the most restrained demon. If you dare to block it, the poor monk can kill your soul in an instant."

Mu Xinzhi sneered coldly, not paying attention to Hei Jiao and Gui Ling at all.

Of course, he wasn't going to let the two of them go.

After Sima Tongsheng was seized, he would not allow another living person to live in the underground palace.

Mu Xinzhi stretched out his right index finger and touched Sima Tongsheng's brow, wanting to completely transfer his spirit body into the corpse.

But at this moment, he suddenly found that Hei Jiao and Gui Ling were looking at him like idiots.

"Why do you look at the poor monk so much, are you really not afraid that the poor monk will kill you now?" He shouted angrily.

"Ha ha."

Gui Ling sneered: "I have seen countless people, Mr. Turtle, but this is the first time I have seen someone as stupid as you."

"I would like to advise you, next time you plan to plot against others, you'd better make sure first whether you have succeeded in plotting before turning your face, otherwise..."

"What do you mean?"

Mu Xinzhi was stunned for a moment, suddenly a warning sign appeared in his heart, and he retreated almost instinctively.

boom!

The next moment, a huge copper seal fell from the sky, pressing Sima Tongsheng's body under it.