Chapter 193 Prequel to Happy Buddha

Zhou Youdie was satisfied, and her whole body was intoxicated from head to toe. Her husband was as ambitious and ambitious as she thought, and not afraid of any challenges from the future. As his wife, Zhou Youdie is full of a sense of mission to assist her husband to achieve a great career.

"Faband, I'm going to build a statue with your prototype." Zhou Youdie sealed the blood in the jade bowl with his magic power and eagerly wanted to go down and be busy.

"No!" Zhao Er stopped her: "I'm too ordinary now. It's not the dignity of a man, and there is nothing strange about it. Ordinary people have curiosity, fear, curiosity and mysterious commonality. You can create a god without facial features in my posture. At that time, I may see him, her, or the kind appearance of the old man, or the magic appearance of blue-faced tusks, or the image of a soft woman, which is ever-changing and omnipotent!"

Zhao Er made a majestic gesture. Zhou Youdie looked at it and shouted repeatedly, "Sir, take this as a god and discipline those mortals to worship when they see it." She looked in her eyes and remembered it in her heart. She didn't want to wait for a moment. When she went down, she splashed a little ink and engraved the majestic statue of the god on the white paper. She also ordered people to use gold, agate, pearls, luminous stones, daylight stones, dust beads, water beads, fire beads and so on. Most of them were taken from the pearl and jade tree of Zhao Emei's mud pill palace. Here, I invited the 'Seven Ghost Masters', who is the first refinery in the demon alliance, and asked him to cast the statue.

This 'Seven Ghost Master' wears a white embroidered red mask on his face, which makes people unable to see his age and appearance. He hides in the 'Qianji Mountain' of the headquarters of the Demon League and does not go out easily, but he knows the situation of all parties in the cultivation of immortals. Hehuan is very surprised when Hehuanzong has become so rich? Send someone to investigate secretly and don't mention it.

Zhou Youdie helped take care of the leisure and trifles of Hehuan Sect. Zhao Er released all the three women, Chen Yuanzhu, Zhao Feirong and Liu Jingxiu to help her. He also passed on the first layer of magic formula in the "Female Body Makes the Buddha Happy Chan Sutra" to the four people, so that they could practice well and reach the realm of "Ming Concubine" as soon as possible.

Then, Zhao Er patted his buttocks and retreated in the Kirin Cave, which was originally used to hide treasures in Qingyang Stream, and Xuan Yuying sat on the Yushu that took root in his mind and smiled and said, "Don't worry, I will block it for you when you are in danger."

Zhao Er untied the Taishan brocade bag at his waist and poured out the black shili and ordinary shili, both as big as a fist. A black and transparent. After careful examination, Zhao Er was dizzy. His cultivation of the divine period could not be stopped, which was extremely evil.

The other one is as white as bone jade. From time to time, golden light shines on Zhao Er. The evil evil just now seems to have been expelled and alleviated.

In the face of these two relithers, if Zhao Er hadn't seen it hidden in the same box with his own eyes and knew that it was the product of the sitting of the happy Buddha, he would have thought it was two completely different things, because they were really not similar except that they were all round.

"It's better to refine which one first. Don't be in any danger." Zhao Er's intuition told him that he should refine the 'black reli' first! Xuan Yuying said in his mind again, "No matter which one, refine it quickly. It seems that the fake happy Buddha is going to do something to you."

Zhao Er no longer hesitated. He took the black lily and opened his big mouth very hard to swallow the black li as big as a fist. As a result, he was stuck in his chest. He couldn't swallow it, and he couldn't spit it. He was very uncomfortable and almost suffocated to death.

"Hey, are you okay? Do you want me to drill into your intestines and push it?" Xuan Yuying panicked.

"No, use!" Zhao Er said with difficulty, because he had felt that the black Sheli was mutant, and his mind was uncontrollably plunged into a fresh memory vortex, just like swallowing the 'creative consciousness elixir' produced by the food gourd, and he had to experience other people's lives from beginning to end!

Therefore, although Zhao Er was surprised, he did not panic at all. Before he could see anything, the Buddhist singing of 'Nan Wu Amitabha Buddha' came to his ears, one after another, which seemed to be endless.

When Zhao Er looked around, he was really shocked. The mountains and forests in the distance, the plains not far away, the commercial market near the city center, and the temples dedicated to Buddha one after another, one is more magnificent and magnificent than the other. The Zen incense is particularly lingering, and the bells are even more melodious. One after another, people here pass by every temple. Go in and kowtow to the incense, otherwise you will be regarded as blasphemy!

Zhao Er walked among them, just like transparent people. He saw many people who were only a little better than beggars. Every time they spoke, they praised 'Amitabha Buddha' before speaking, and then the specific content. When you agree or say good, it is expressed as 'good, good or infinite longevity Buddha'.

From time to time, there are white elephants on the road with scriptures, or three-headed and six-armed Buddha statues passing by leisurely. From time to time, the long nose rolls up the fruit on the roadside and chews. The stall owner is not only not angry, but also seems to be honored and knelt down to worship.

Although the stall owner has dishes and patches on his face, he is extremely poor.

There is no doubt that this is a country with extreme belief in Buddhism. At this time, Zhao Er has determined that this is the memory of a happy Buddha in a certain life, otherwise, there would never have been so many crazy believers.

Since there is memory, there must be consciousness remaining, but where is it hidden? Is it true that after eating the creation consciousness elixir, can you find and destroy the consciousness of the Happy Buddha in order to refine the black relic? Zhao Erden looked around nervously.

Suddenly, the world ran around in horror and trampled on each other. In his mouth, Ye Jia shouted. Zhao Er couldn't understand the strange accent at all, but miraculously understood that what they called was: "The devil is coming, the devil is coming!"

The devil is really coming!

Zhao Er raised his head to see that it came from the fog. He was as tall as Mount Tai, with red hair and clear face. His arms were as thick as the current 20th floor building, and his feet were as big as ten football fields. Zhao Er couldn't tell how many times the devil's toenails were bigger than his whole person? I only saw the great demon king step down. More than a dozen of the magnificent and magnificent temples were often stepped into pieces, and the ground was shaken three times. Countless monks who were praising Amitabha died tragically, and the bones were gone.

"The evil is bold!" Countless great monks rushed into the sky from various temples, dense like wasps, attacking around this huge demon king, magic pestle, golden bowl, thousand catty sword, lotus branch, golden pillar, and other rare magic weapons!

The devil's arm swept away, and countless monks who could not avoid were knocked out. When they fell to the ground, they had become meat and mud. The devil's body hardened countless Buddhist magic weapons, and there was a bang. As a result, the demon king had nothing to do, but those magic weapons were smashed one after another. Medium use.

Zhao Er was stunned and probably too focused. He noticed that the demon king was focused on the eyes of the monks. An eyelash on his upper eyelid fluttered to the ground, more than 20 meters long, like a giant tree. It fell from a high altitude and caused a small earthquake.

The temples collapsed one after another, and the golden Buddha statues also broke apart, crushing many believers.

None of this has affected Zhao Er. He is like a time and space spectator who can only see and cannot participate. However, Zhao Er watched the temple next to him being destroyed, and the golden Buddha statue was broken, which produced an inexplicable pleasure, as if he had done it himself. Thinking of this, Zhao Er's mind instantly penetrated into the body of the great demon king and controlled the huge hands and feet.

Zhao Er was inexplicably surprised and didn't understand what was going on. He stood for a moment. At least tens of thousands of monks around him thought that he was blessed by the Buddha, which made the demon king stupid. At the same time, he launched an attack. Tens of thousands of Buddha's big and small magic powers took action together, so that the demon king's strong defense could not be resisted for a while.

The severe pain immediately spread into Zhao Er's mind. He subconsciously waved his hand and blew a whirlwind first. Countless old monks were involved in it. He couldn't help but be twisted into meat mud and could not resist it at all.

The monks were so powerful that they didn't dare to fight or escape. They circled around you until the edge of the sky. Eighteen lotus thrones flew in the golden light. One of them could not sit, but his hands were infinitely extended, grabbing the heavenly cover of the demon king Zhao Er.

Another buttocks sat on the edge of the lotus throne, with his feet hanging in the air. He pointed to the demon king Zhao Eli and shouted, "You demon, do you still want to resist the enlightenment of my Buddha?" With a kick of his left leg, he immediately stretched countless times, waiting to kick the demon king Zhao Er's Tianling cover, which is the end!

"It's actually the Eighteen Arhats. I really look up to this demon king." Zhao Er, the demon king, almost instinctively stretched out his hands. Like a eagle and rabbit, he grabbed one hand and one foot, and laughed loudly, "If you say I am a demon, I am a demon!" Your people are like beggars. They are naked and hungry. Since you don't save your Buddha's mercy, you are a demon to save all sentient beings!" After the voice, his hands pulled hard, one leg and one hand cracked out and threw it to the ground for thousands of meters.

Hands and feet are still struggling. The demon king Zhao E has pulled out his beard, shot it like a sword, and nailed his hands and feet to the ground.

"People, come out, drink the golden blood and increase your strength!"

Countless hidden in the dark, Zhao Er actually didn't see the figure from the bottom of the ground, the treetops, and the well. There were men, women and children. Most of them were dressed neatly, their faces were ruddy, and their bodies swarmed out to suck golden blood.

Long-handed Luohan, long-footed Luohan's face has already changed dramatically. He wanted to take back his hands and feet, but he was blocked by the demon king Zhao Er. The same Tota Luohan, sat on the deer Luohan, crossed the river 1 Luohan, and the cloth bag Luohan also hurriedly used their unique skills. The power made the world change, but they could not help the demon king Zhao E.

Zhao Er couldn't help them for a short time. Did he secretly think that this was the battle before the demon king was recruited into a happy Buddha? It seems that the eighteen arhats do not have the ability to subdue themselves, so will the Western clean world send the power to take himself?

Zhao E is very curious about this, and he is wary of the remnants of the happy Buddha's awareness of hiding there. Is he going to give himself a fatal blow?