Chapter 15 Compassion

Yuan Ziyan really sent a doctor to see a doctor for Bainiao. However, except for her, no one really cares about the life or death of a prisoner. The doctor came over just perfunctorily. After looking at the birds and rushing a few times, he casually gave some medicine, leaving a few words of painless doctor's advice and went away.

The doctor came here to deal with his errands, and Bai Niao Chong couldn't wait for him to be like this, because his body was not sick at all.

"Ghost master, ghosts are afraid to hear the scriptures of the Buddha's. In the future, won't it be dangerous for me to hear the Buddhists to recite the scriptures?" When it was confirmed that there was no one outside the cell, the hundred birds rushed to ask.

Yan Gui said: "It can be said that not only Buddhism, but also Taoism and Confucianism, which also stand in the bright literary face, are also the natural enemies of our ghost refiners. However, the strongest of these three natural enemies are Buddhism and Taoism. As for those Confucianism who study and study, it is only a righteousness in our hearts that has an impact on us and is not substantial. The damage can be ignored, but it is not easy to take their souls.

"Buddhism, Taoism, Confucianism? Three natural enemies!" Hundreds of birds smiled bitterly and said, "Then aren't we ghost refiners shouting and beating everyone on the street?"

Yan Gui laughed and said, "You boy underestimate our ghost refiners, don't you? All the professions on the dark side in the world, the most mysterious and powerful are our ghost refiners. Take the chanting of the scriptures just now as an example. You can't resist it. That's because your ghost refining ability is too low and there are too few means. In the future, your ghost refining power will reach a sufficient level and learn to seal the sky, even if there are a hundred monks and nuns. If you read the Exorcism Sutra around you, it won't hurt you at all!"

Feal the sky ear? Although Bainiao Chong didn't know what kind of means it was, he had firmly written down the name.

"Ky, the world of ghost refiners is an extremely vast world. There are legends that death is not the highest realm, and there is also the realm of Pluto."

"What kind of death is not the highest level? And Pluto Land!" When I heard it for the first time, I was shocked and inexplicably. But there is another blood flowing in my heart!

Yan Gui nodded and smiled, "However, that's just a legend. In reality, there are few death, phoenixes are rare, and they are hiding very deeply. Who has seen Pluto?"

Death leads the 18th floor of hell, and the soul is tempted on the book of life and death, and Pluto is above all the dead. What is the realm? What is the means that Pluto wants to kill? These are unimaginable.

However, Bai Niao Chong has quickly sorted out what he has learned from hell in his heart. Refining the shadow of vegetation and getting the ghost refiner is only the first step on the long road of practice. Opening up the world of ghost refining, raising ghosts, and training ghost soldiers is the second step. Use ghost refining power to refine elixir, assist practice, or transplant some rare medicinal materials to the ghost refining world to obtain more and more powerful ghost refining power. This is the third step. In the world of ghost refining, the founding of the country, with a fierce ghost general, or even a ghost king, has become a veritable strong man. This is the fourth part. Refining the 18th floor of hell, set life and death on the life and death book, and become death. This is the fifth step. And the sixth step, the legendary Pluto! Even death has to bow down and obey!

The young man's heart has a pair of wings that are ready to fly.

"Kid, you are frightened on the playground, and your ghost refining power has also been damaged. Take this opportunity to take a good night to sleep, and you will have the energy to use copper money to buy soul magic at night." The devil pulled the teenager's heart back to reality.

Hearing this, a wry smile appeared at the corners of Bai Niaochong's mouth. He has a great ideal of revenge, but he is now trapped in this solid prison. He can't even have personal freedom, and is more likely to die at any time. How easy is it to achieve the ideal in his heart?

Hundreds of birds rushed down**, closed their eyes and fell asleep. He said that he would sleep. There was no longer those longings in his heart, nor the remaining shocks on the playground. Some were just a piece of stagnant calm.

On the playground, a ten-thousand-word Heart Sutra was finally recited. Yuan Ziyan put her palms together and bent down deeply to thousands of prisoners. This is the Buddha's thank-you gift.

In a moment, the prisoner on the playground knelt down.

"Everyone, get up, everyone, get up quickly, how can Ziyan be so polite?" Yuan Ziyan didn't think the ground was dirty, so she knelt down. The snow-white skirt is stained with dust, which is extremely eye-catching.

"Do they dare not kneel? If they don't kneel, I will break their legs!" A majestic voice came from the sky, and a tall old man suddenly fell from the sky. The golden armor and the golden knife are shining. His face is square. His eyes are majestic and strong. Above the chin, a wisp of long beard slowly floats in the wind, but it makes this domineering, majestic old man, a kind of fairy charm.

This person is the Yuanbatian who destroyed the whole Shenshen clan, and the general of the Thunder Army. The Taiming Dynasty, one of the four military gods.

As soon as Yuanbatian appeared, every prisoner felt a heavy feeling on his back and shoulders for no reason, as if someone had put a big stone weighing 100 catties on their bodies and pressed them. Not to mention getting up, it was even difficult to look up.

"See the general!" Around the playground, on the high wall and arrow tower of the prison, there were neat shouts, and all the people knelt down.

"Dad, why are you here?" Yuan Ziyan stood up from the ground, with a surprised look on her beautiful jade face.

Yuan Batian smiled and said, "This is the prison under the jurisdiction of the Thunder Army. My daughter can come, can't I come?"

"Dad..." Yuan Ziyan gave Yuan Batian a coquettish look.

"Hahaha..." Only when he saw Yuan Ziyan, Yuan Batian's face could smile.

"Dad, let them get up quickly. It's very lucky to kneel like this all the time." Yuan Ziyan said.

Yuan Batian smiled and said, "Okay, you all get up!" My daughter is kind and kind-hearted. You sinful guys don't know how many lifetimes you have been blessed to get my daughter to treat you like this.

At this time, all the prisoners felt the "stone" on their shoulders and backs disappear. However, no prisoner dared to get up from the ground.

"If you don't get up again, you will never get up." Yuan Batian's face suddenly changed, and a pair of eyes slowly swept across the playground, just like a cold flash, murderous sword!

Gathering into a mountain, condensing into a knife, this is the ability of Tianzunjing!

Heaven is respected, the earth is respected, and there are people under it. That is the heavenly warrior!

As soon as this sentence came out, it was like a thousand charging horses rushing through the square, and thousands of prisoners, jailers and thunderstorm soldiers stood up one after another. But they all lowered their heads, and no one dared to look at Yuan Batian.

"Yan'er, it's rare for you to come back from Master Chenxin. Let's stay for a few more days this time." Yuan Batian's tone has softened, and it is difficult to hide a kind of father's feelings in his heart.

"Okay, I also want to recite scriptures for my father to wash away the murderous spirit accumulated on the battlefield for many years in my father's heart. However, I have to finish the things here first. Dad, you go back first. You stay here. I can't do my business. Yuan Ziyan smiled.

As soon as he stepped on his feet, Yuan Batian's body suddenly shot into the sky outside the high wall. Then, dozens of figures flashed from the secret corners of Langshishan Prison. These people also quickly crossed the high wall and followed the figure of Yuan Batian. These dozens of people, all black armor and black scabbard knives, do not hide the strong murderous atmosphere on their bodies at all. Their eyes are not emotional at all, and some are just blade-like sharpness and chills.

These people are all the shadow guards of Yuanbatian and the shadow fifty guards.

It is said that every shadow guard is an orphan. Yuan Batian found orphans who had lost their parents from all over the world. Through cruel training and competition, those who could survive were personally taught Tianwu skills and trained as a shadow guard. It is said that behind every living shadow guard, there are a hundred dead shadow guards.

Every black shadow guard is stepping on the body of his companions and bathing on the blood of his companions. After hellish training, he can finally get a chance to resist the dark arrow for Yuanbatian at the critical moment!

Buddha said that there are people in heaven and earth, one leaf and one duckweed, and all living beings are equal.

However, that kind of equality can only be achieved with fists! That kind of equality can only be enjoyed by those who have power and strength!

Looking at the direction of Yuan Batian's disappearance, a complex divine light flashed in Yuan Ziyan's vast eyes. She sighed in her heart, "Perhaps because of such a military god father that I will go to Ciyun Mountain in the South China Sea as a vulgar disciple and practice with my hair, right? Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha. One day, you must let your father understand this truth.

Yuan Ziyan was not sure whether it would come that day.