Chapter 68 (2/2)

The Buddha light seemed to be wise. When I saw the skeleton giant rushing over, it suddenly lit up. A huge Buddhist word came out from the wasted body in an instant. With the sound of the Buddhist truth, it hit the skeleton giant heavily.

”Boom...”

With a loud noise, the huge Buddhist word came to the skeleton giant. Without any block, the black skeleton giant turned directly into nothingness.

With the skeleton giant turned into nothingness, all the Buddha light and black gas in the room dissipated and invisible.

Since the vertical eye opened, Xiao Jin, who had been suspended in the void, also fell heavily to the ground. The vertical eye in the middle of his eyebrow also disappeared, leaving only a crack, which seemed to be a little deeper than before, but he couldn't notice it without looking carefully.

”Hoo...”

The waste finally breathed out a long breath. He was confused and didn't fully know what had just happened. When he woke up, he felt that the pain of his body was gone, and the rolling black gas dissipated. The wooden fish mallet released a faint fluorescence gently and condensed in his Dantian.

It is still the original shape, but now it releases pure energy like a relic.

”Hiss...”

Wasted forehead is covered with cold sweat instantly. What's the matter with this mud horse?

Why is it not integrated with Dantian, or directly condensed into a round relic, but it is still in such a shape, isn't it a pit?

But without allowing him to think more, a voice of anger and concern rang out from the door: ”waste, what are you doing, do you really want to tear down Laozi's Xishan temple?”

With the sound, the door was kicked open from the outside in an instant.

The angry Zhitong was about to question waste again, but when he looked up, he saw waste covered in blood. He was speechless, but he was suddenly stunned.

But in a flash, he thought of a possibility. He pointed to the waste in panic and asked, ”you, did you really integrate that Buddhist treasure into your body?”

Wasted tired squeezed out a smile: ”yes, almost died!”

”Wipe!” When Zhitong heard this, he jumped up directly. His face was obviously full of concern and regret. He shouted, ”I just said that it is possible to integrate the wooden fish mallet, but who made you integrate so recklessly?”

The more he said, the more excited he was. At the end, his roar was so painful that he wasted his ears: ”do you know that to integrate these anti heaven Buddhist treasures, we must gather more than a dozen Buddhist monks and virtues, and then use the supreme Dharma to resolve the hostility and the willpower left by the Buddha in those years, so there is a chance of success, but you...”

When he said this, he seemed to think of something. His eyes suddenly opened wide and looked straight at the wasted body. However, although the wasted body was weak, it was too different from before.

There seems to be a touch of unspeakable peace in Yingying. There is a pure Buddhist desire. Although the realm is still the same, Zhitong has an invisible feeling and wants to be close to him.

”This...”

Zhitong is really confused.

With profound Buddhism and rich experience, how can a wise man not understand the sudden change of idleness? He was surprised and looked at idleness inexplicably, just like watching a monster.

”Master, are you okay?” Although Zhitong yelled at himself as soon as he came in, he knew in his heart that master cared about him. Even under the roar and anger, he could not hide his deep concern.

As a man of two generations, he knew the value of this feeling better, so his heart was warm in vain. Seeing Zhitong stunned on the spot, he couldn't help asking.

”Hoo...” Zhitong took a long breath and finally calmed down. He looked at the vanity strangely, shook his head and murmured: ”I can't understand it. I really can't understand it. The boy's luck is really going against the sky! It's amazing that even such a Buddhist treasure against the sky has been successfully integrated by him. It's really a demon! ”

Waste is the corner of the eye ruthlessly pulled back, the heart secretly sighed: ”master, this way of praising people is really ugly!”

After a long time, Zhitong's mood finally calmed down, his expression was solemn and his tone was severe: ”waste, since you have integrated this Buddhist treasure, you must remember that every month, you must find a pure Yin spirit and let it swallow it. If the Yang Qi is too high, you will explode and die!”

When he wasted his time, he knew that Shifu was not joking, and that the pain was still fresh in his mind when he fused the wooden fish mallet, so he nodded with lingering fear: ”Shifu, don't worry, I know what to do.”

”That's good.” Zhitong sighed and walked out slowly. When he stepped out of the room, he fainted on the ground, but he was slightly stunned, but he didn't think much.

After the master left, he picked up Xiao Jin in vain. His eyes coagulated on Xiao Jin for a long time before he finally sighed: ”did you really save me?”

In fact, during that period of blurred consciousness, he vaguely heard Xiao Jin's neighing. Now he saw Xiao Jin in a coma in his room, and he already had a guess in his heart.