My immortal cultivation game has come true

The southernmost~

Guanyin Temple.

In the front yard, there was a huge crowd, and all the monks gathered here, with worried looks on their faces.

Their eyes were all looking at the courtyard door, as if waiting for some news.

suddenly.

A young monk stumbled in.

"All"

"They are all dead, all the merit incense masters are dead!" The monk's face was filled with horror. He gasped and gestured to the monks.

"It's burnt and smells like mushy~"

As soon as this statement came out.

There was an uproar immediately, and all the monks looked pale with despair on their faces.

"What should I do? What happened in the dream is real. It's over!"

"Bless me, Bodhisattva. I have served you sincerely for many years. I must protect you."

"It's over, it's over, Master, why don't we run away!"

now.

Facing the panic of the monks.

Elder Jinchi, however, remained calm and calm.

Unlike these ordinary monks, he knew more about the world and even received a reward from Guanyin Bodhisattva.

He knows it very well.

There are gods, monsters, and ghosts in this world.

But even though they are both gods, monsters and ghosts, they are still strong and weak.

Venerable Moko Jiedi told him that the Requiem Tablet given by Guanyin Bodhisattva could not only be used to attract believers, but could also be used as a talisman.

"Ahem!"

Elder Jinchi coughed twice and punched the ground twice with the tin staff in his hand.

When everyone saw that the abbot was about to speak, they all stopped talking and looked at each other expectantly.

"Amitabha, how unbecoming a monk is to make such a noise!"

Elder Jinchi scolded him first, and then said slowly: "With the Bodhisattva and the venerable being here, the sky will not fall down!"

The words were finished.

But when he saw the fear in the eyes of the monks under his command, the color became more and more intense.

even.

There was a monk with a scar on his face, who collapsed on the ground. He still remembered that this monk seemed to be a ranger before he became a monk, but he couldn't remember his name.

"Amitabha, if you continue like this, don't blame me for deducting your merit money!"

"Hmph!" Elder Jinchi snorted coldly.

However.

However, he discovered that even the tried and tested method of deducting merit money could not bring these monks back, and instead, their expressions became even more frightened.

Moreover, their eyes are so weird...why are they looking at their heads?

Elder Jinchi subconsciously looked up.

moment!

"Ouch~ Amitabha Buddha." Elder Jinchi was startled and frightened in his heart, but when he touched the jade plaque in his arms, he relaxed a little.

I saw.

A Taoist figure wearing Taoist robes and walking on auspicious clouds is suspended in the air.

Next to the Taoist, there was a young man dressed in white, and four translucent, short, little old men with long beards.

"Zhu Gaofeng was born in Wood. He committed murder and swindled goods, and shielded Yang Bizhen, Wang Laowu, and Zhang Youfu. His crimes were extremely heinous. He should be struck down with five thunderbolts!"

Xuanqing looked calm as he read out the crimes of Elder Jinchi.

Do the math.

In the entire Heifeng Town, apart from the grain merchant, Elder Jinchi has the most karma. If it were not for the blessing of the Buddha's light, he would have returned to the Paradise a long time ago.

"Yan Peng, who was born in Wood, kills people, steals goods, bullies and dominates the market. His crimes are extremely heinous, and he should be struck down with five thunderbolts!"

Plop~

"No, don't kill me. I have already put down the butcher's knife. The abbot said... He said that if you put down the butcher's knife, you can become a Buddha immediately, no"

The monk with a scar on his face was slumped on the ground, staring at his legs. The roots of his robe were already wet.

Dark clouds began to gather in the sky.

The monks discovered that the scene in the dream actually turned into reality at this moment.

but.

But they were relieved in their hearts, because judging from the words of the gods in the sky, the so-called five thunders were obviously heading towards the abbot, the monk Huide.

It is worth mentioning that Monk Huide is the knight-errant who kills people and bullies the market.

Buzzing`

The friction between the dark clouds made a suppressed and dull sound, like a prelude to death, echoing in everyone's hearts.

Saw such a battle.

Elder Jinchi couldn't help but show panic on his face.

Although he is well-informed, he is only a mortal after all. How can he not be afraid in the face of this glorious power?

"Blessed by Bodhisattva!"

Elder Jinchi took out the jade plaque from his arms, and then murmured: "Venerable Moko Jiedi, this disciple is in great danger, please help me quickly!"

"Disciple. I have already exchanged your golden body with Muzha's soul boy according to His Majesty's instructions. You must save my disciple!"

The next moment.

The jade plaque glowed.

A phantom of a bald monk several feet tall with bare arms emerged from the jade plaque, exuding a divine and invincible aura.

There's help!

Elder Jinchi was overjoyed and hurriedly knelt on the ground, "Disciple, see the Venerable Moko Jiedi!"

See this.

A group of monks also knelt down on the ground, with excitement on their faces, and shouted, "Disciples, see the Venerable Moko Jieyi!" ’

High in the air.

After seeing the figure of Moko Jiedi below.

A smile appeared on Xuan Qing's lips.

Actually.

The reason why the thunder didn't fall was not because it needed to be brewed, but because he deliberately put pressure on Elder Jinchi and then attracted the other party to use the last resort.

He originally thought that it was Guanyin who left a backup plan, after all, this was Guanyin Temple, but he didn't expect that only a Mokajiedi would be blown out.

Xuanqing turned his head and winked at the White Snake Man beside him.

Seeing this.

The White Snake Man quickly took out a transparent crystal ball from his arms and poured magic power into the crystal ball.

This crystal ball is not a powerful magic weapon. Its name is called the crystal for recording. As the name suggests, it is used for recording.

That's right.

All Xuanqing did was to record the scene.

As a modern person's thinking mode, whether it is to help an old lady or to fight with others, it must be inseparable from the existence of surveillance.

Of course.

Recording the scene of Mokajiedi protecting Elder Jinchi is not to seek justice from others. After all, in this world where the weak are the prey of the strong, no one will seek justice for you.

It is mainly used to destroy the Buddhist faith in the future.

For example, let the black bear demon play the video crystal in the villages under the Black Wind Town in turn, so that the people can see whether the so-called compassionate Buddhism is worth believing in!

Below.

This phantom several feet high is not the real body of Mokajiedi, but a wisp of divine thought left behind.

Soon.

This phantom of Mokajiedi roughly guessed the current situation, and sneered, standing in front of Elder Jinchi, and shouted to Xuanqing on the auspicious cloud:

"Who is the Tao? It turns out that you, Taoist Xuanqing, are from the Buddhist sect. It is not your turn to manage it!"