[Naruto] Chronicle of Wood

The disappearance of Dharma Protector King Kong is an absolute blow to the spirit mantra, and their defeat is irreversible like a torrent.

Chang Xiao's face turned pale, but he couldn't do anything.

The thousand-armed ninja behind him pursued him closely, passing life and death several times, Chang Xiao felt a cold hand slowly strangling his neck.

I can't breathe anymore!

Chang Xiao tugged on the steel wire around his neck, his palms were bloodshot, but he couldn't let go, as soon as he let go, his head would be broken.

"save……"

The cry for help came to an abrupt end, and the person in charge of the spell who had only been in power for seven days died in a blink of an eye.

Killers kill everyone, and this world is so cruel.

"Is there any news about Uchiha?" Hyuga Akihiko stood on the city wall and looked into the distance silently.

"Not yet." Ling replied softly.

A gust of wind blows from behind, and the golden color on the plain ripples, wave after wave spreading far away.

"yes."

The lord said so, but Suzu knew it was not a question.

Hinata Akihiko doesn't like to hand over the initiative to others, and he is still Uchiha, but the current situation is forcing him to do so.But Uchiha's attitude is too ambiguous, and the real ally in this battle is the Xijun Spirit Curse.

"Let's go, Bell."

The pair of cold eyes swept over, and Suzu felt warm in his heart, and Hyuga Akihiko had already jumped off the city wall.

yes, my lord.

The pretty woman thought in her heart, the figure leaving the city wall was like a light silhouette.

Four Rashomons stood up from the ground, blocking the golden light within an inch.

The door of the hall was pushed open, and the long-haired man walked in straight.

"Thousand-hand pillars!"

"It's not a good habit to bully the few with the more." Ye Zimu said with a smile, "It's the first time we meet, the supreme suzerain and all Zen masters."

There is nothing worse than seeing the enemy's calm demeanor. The white eyebrows drooping from the Sect Master of the Spirit Curse trembled: "The Patriarch of Thousand Hands is well-deserved."

"Zong..."

Yuan Xing pulled Yuan Zhen off, and winked at him: This is irony!

"Don't dare to take it." Ye Zimu replied, "The skill of combining spells and strikes is famous all over the world, and this junior is ashamed of himself. I hope the suzerain Haihan will give you some small tricks."

Ye Zimu had a gentle smile and a calm voice.

At the same time, the erected Rashomon slowly fell, and Akino came out.She lip-synthesized to the Zen masters of the spirit mantra and disappeared into the hall.

The faces of the people under the spirit curse suddenly changed, but none of them dared to move.

Patriarch Qianshou doesn't use words, but just standing there can make people feel a huge threat.From the moment he came in to the present, the Supreme Sect didn't find even the slightest flaw in the other party, and he found that he had no way to strike!

"How are you doing?" said the Sect Master of the Spirit Mantra, his voice was low.

"The Venerable Master speaks quickly." Ye Zimu replied with a smile, "I hope you will pass on the inheritance to me."

"What did you say?"

"impossible!"

"wishful thinking!"

After hearing Ye Zimu's words, the Zen masters of the spirit curse said one after another, obviously shocked by the request of Qianshou Zhujian.

Guanglong's inheritance, this is something neither Chang Xiao nor Huiyun got.

Give it to an enemy?

impossible!

It's simply a horror of slipping the world!

It's impossible!

All the Zen masters of the mantra think so.

But Qianshouzhujian said nothing after saying the request, and let the Zen master of the mantra say what he said.

The candlelight on the lotus platform was flickering and flickering, and the shaking shadows seemed to be the panicked hearts of the people, while Qianshou Zhujian stood in the center of the hall all the time, with a tall and straight figure, as graceful as Qi'ao.

The supreme suzerain closed his eyes, and the soft sound of the wooden fish sounded in the room.

The Zen masters stopped talking, and there was a moment of silence in the hall.

"May there be no killing in the world." The Supreme Sovereign opened his eyes and said, "Why?"

"No solution."

"..."

Hearing Ye Zimu's straightforward answer, the corners of the Supreme Sovereign's mouth twitched.

"Don't do any evil, but do all good."

Under the candlelight, the patriarch of the Thousand Hands said: "Supreme Master, I confess to you: I can't guarantee that I can stop the chaos in the world; but I also want to promise to you: disorderly killing will one day be abandoned by people."

"lie."

"It's absurd." Ye Zimu said with a smile, "The accumulation of suffering and the destruction of the Tao are all phantoms in the clouds. Sitting and transforming into a Buddha, but in the midst of giving up thoughts, why does the Master ask me about Zen?"

"Because the revered master cannot ask you how to deal with the defeated."

The Supreme Sovereign was about to speak, but at this moment a voice came in, very penetrating.

"Who!"

"..."

Ye Zimu raised his head, and all he could see was the golden Bodhisattva behind Supreme Sect.

The spirit mantra raised their heads one after another.

This is a supreme Buddha.

Zunsheng Buddha has nine incarnations, and his most common image is three-faced and eight-armed, which is the image of the sitting Buddha behind the suzerain of the mantra.

The left side is angry and the right side is smiling. The front side is majestic and compassionate. The golden Buddha wears a jeweled necklace and is dressed in a beautiful heavenly clothes.

Zunsheng Buddha is meant to be the supreme Buddha who can remove all troubles and karma and destroy all evil ways. He is the highest Buddha in the meaning of spiritual mantra.

The man was leaning on the shoulder of Zunsheng Buddha.

"when!"

The figure turned into a black flame and fell from the sky, condensing into a human form in an instant.

Everyone with the spirit curse felt a blur in front of their eyes, and saw that person appearing beside Qianshou Zhujian.

Zhang Yang's black hair rose without wind, and his red eyes were like demons. The man who appeared next to Senshou Zhujian had an ominous aura around him, and countless karma appeared from him.

"Do you think so?" The man's eyes were teasing, his voice was soft, and he said to the white-browed monk in the middle: "The Supreme One."

With the final sound down, the Supreme Sovereign's face darkened.