Chapter 1024 (1/2)

Zichen has known the monk for many years, but he has never been a real monk, except now.

The monk at the moment is a real monk. He is kind-hearted and dignified. His golden Buddha power is distributed from the inside to the outside. There is a huge golden halo behind his head.

He was merciful to the heaven and the people. At the moment, the monk gave Zichen the feeling that he was a Buddha, a Buddha, and a Buddha who was enlightened.

”Amitabha The monk put his hands together and recited the name of Buddha. In this Buddha's name, full of peace and tranquility, one after another of the golden light around him, spread in all directions.

The monk crossed his knees and slowly rose into the air. He drank again in his mouth: ”ho!”

This is the power of the truth, forming a strange great force, which vibrates in all directions. It's just that, unlike usual, there is no danger in the power of the truth today. Instead, it is full of peace and tranquility.

The truth flashed by her side like a ripple. Zichen had a kind of illusion in an instant, as if she had come to heaven and a fairyland that was free from the world.

The power of the word of truth vibrates around. The sky and the earth are gloomy and full of cold air, but under the power of the truth, the breath is dissipating.

The power of the monk's truth is to purify the Yin Qi here.

In a twinkling of an eye, the power of the truth spread to thousands of meters away. Zichen saw that Yin Qi dissipated and many ghosts appeared. At first, the faces of these ghosts were full of resentment and negative emotions, but after the truth had been said, the ghosts seemed to remember their lives.

They raised their heads and gazed at the golden light. Their eyes began to look bright. Then they put their hands together and recited a Buddha's name to the sky.

”Amitabha

In the name of Buddha, full of compassion, more compassion, golden light, reflecting on many monks, they seem to have started to shine, become a Buddha.

The spread of the power of the truth, the sound of the Buddha's horn, one after another of the ghosts awake.

”Well In the air, the good and evil monks mark again, and the second syllable appears.

The power of the golden truth appears again, and then goes after the power of the first truth. After the truth, the golden monk's figure gradually faded. It can be seen that there is no hatred on their faces. Some of them are just peaceful, just like eminent monks.

The power of the word of truth shakes for miles. In a flash, the place is completely purified by good and evil monks. One after another, dilapidated temples appeared. The original palace full of cold and overcast atmosphere once again exuded Buddhist power.

The good and evil monks come down from the sky, the merciful expression disappears, and the whole person returns to normal again.

Zichen looked at each other, the monk asked: ”how, I have flowers on my face?”

Zichen shakes his head way: ”the flower does not have, but the person has changed.”

”Changed?”

Zichen nodded.

The monk said with a smile, ”ha ha, do you think I'm more polite when I talk to you, and I don't call myself Buddha?”

Zichen slapped down, the monk flashed by, and they laughed. Then the monk started his old business and wanted to find something useful in these temples.

Although the monk is not tired of shuttling between the various temples, it seems that there is no change with the original, but Zichen knows that the monk is not the same. This kind of feeling can't be said. It's like a real monk.

After a while, the monk came out with a pile of things in his arms. When you come near, you throw everything on the ground.

These are subduing pestle, purple Chen has seen, because the monk has one, immediately smile way: ”make so much, you hair?”

The monk glared and said, ”fart, it's all rubbish, there's no Buddha power. And they are all imitations, just high imitations. ”

”You know it's no use. What are you doing with it?” Zichen asked with a smile.

The monk laughed: ”I can't use it, but you can. It's very good that you can bring back these things. I dare not say that there is no problem in training adult soldiers. ”

”It's rare that you have this heart, but if you go out, you will be the leader of Buddhism. It seems that you should give it to Buddhism.”

”I don't know them well. I don't know what they're going to do.” The monk said.

Zichen finally accepted these high imitation subduing pestle, and then they continued to move forward.

No one knows where the good things left by Buddhism are. They can only walk in one hall.

This kind of walking and stopping, during which the monk has to use the truth to purify, has wasted a lot of time.

In the outside world, the arrival of powerful people has increased a lot.

There are five forces, almost all the other forces.

Thunder Temple appears, is an opportunity, no one wants to miss.

The big forces have formed an alliance for a long time, so the small forces are allowed to come. After all, it is a fierce battle. Anyone can fight the early cannon fodder battle.