Chapter 111 The Right Guardian of a Hundred Years of Zen
The whole tower of the Dead is 33 stories high, and there are many disciples on each floor, but almost all of them are in the flesh. There is nothing I can do to see the flying cloth bag.
There are also some smarter disciples who set up four heavy crossbows on the Tower of the Dead. These heavy crossbows are half as large as those used in ordinary armies.
Each one is made of pure metal, and the bows and arrows on the heavy crossbows are shining with cold light and engraved with the truth charms, which is full of a sense of thunder and fire.
"Pray!"
The magical disciple who originally ordered the disciple to ring the alarm raised his finger to the Qiankun cloth bag and shouted fiercely. Suddenly, four heavy crossbows roared like thunder, and four arrows burst out with thunder and fire.
"Huh? Yes, yes, this heavy crossbow is actually a spiritual weapon, and even the arrows are a low-grade spiritual weapon. Mo Zhilan saw that the arrow was made of rare metals such as star thunderstone and fire spirit iron, which was more mixed with the power of blood.
Such a spiritual weapon is absolutely powerful. Compared with the blood river bow, the soul-killing arrow is not much more.
"Puff, poo, poo, poo." Mo Zhilan flashed out of the Qiankun cloth bag, his fingers were gentle, and four waves swung in the air, which easily decombade the attack of the spiritual weapon and arrow.
Taking advantage of this gap, he and the Qiankun cloth bag flew forward for at least three miles, less than five miles from the Tower of the Dead.
"The master of the gas situation! Unfortunately, even if you are a character in the heavenly realm, you will die if you break into the Sea Shark Sect. If you defect to the Sea Shark Sect now, you may still leave a way to live, otherwise your fate will become a blood slave.
The disciple with magic power and magic power was slightly surprised when he first saw Mo Zhilan's cultivation, although he returned to normal. And it seems that there is a dependence, and it is not a big deal.
"Haha, it's ridiculous to join the Sea Shark Sect." Mo Zhilan's face changed, and the thunder around his body rose, setting him off like a Thor in charge of punishment.
With a finger, the obscure spell resounded, followed by thousands of thunderstorms.
The rumble...
The tower of the dead was directly cut off by Mo Zhilan, and the disciples of the mana realm and the disciples next to him evaporated out of thin air. It was completely erased by Mo Zhilan, and no trace was left. The spiritual weapon on the man was also destroyed by Mo Zhilan and turned into dust.
All this happened in the blink of an eye. The previous arrogant magical master was killed in an instant, and he didn't even resist. The whole undead tower said that hundreds of disciples were quiet, and the needles could be heard, and no one dared to make a sound again.
"The Sea Shark Sect is nothing more than that. Get out of here quickly, you disciples of the physical state. I'm going to wash the sea shark with blood later, and I won't leave any of them. Mo Zhilan knew that these disciples in the physical state in front of him did not have a good thing. Relying on the reputation of the sect, he was rampant, treacherous... ** plundered, and died ten thousand times.
But he is not the Thor in charge of the punishment. No matter how many crimes these people commit, it has nothing to do with him. He has a head and a debt. His goal is to be a member of the Chu family. Of course, if these people don't leave, Mo Zhilan doesn't mind sending them to the real Tower of the Dead. After all, he is not a compassionate person.
"If people don't offend me, I won't offend them. If people don't offend me, I will kill them all" is Mo Zhilan's code of conduct.
Boom...
Mo Zhilan's words fell. It made the calm just now as quiet as before the storm. Now the whole tower of the dead suddenly rises, and all the disciples have different faces, with fear, disdain, anger, shock... The voice of discussion keeps resounding.
"This man is so arrogant. My sea shark sect has been deterrent overseas for hundreds of years. I haven't seen that person dares to be so arrogant and come to death. Even if the giant disciples of the immortal king city come, they will be respectful.
"Hey, if you have his strength, you dare to say such a thing. Strength is really a good thing..."
"What strength!? What is the strength of the energy situation? I don't know how many masters of energy energy are working for us overseas.
"I think this old birthday star eats arsenic and thinks his life is long."
"I don't feel right. Let's run away."
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Only a few of the hundreds of disciples jumped down the Tower of the Dead in the contempt of others and wanted to escape. For these people, the disciples of the Sea Shark Sect did not chase and kill them, because the masters of their own execution hall came to them, turned them into blood slaves, and experienced eternal torture.
"Traitor! It's a waste of food from the sea shark.
A voice floated down from the top of the Tower of the Dead, gently and softly, falling into Mo Zhilan's ears without a trace of murderous atmosphere, as if the breeze was blowing.
"Ah! Ah! Ah..."
At this time, a few sad screams came from under the Tower of the Dead. The escaped disciples' hands and feet were twisted, and their bodies were twisted into a few knots.
"Master."
Mo Zhilan took a breath of cool air and looked at the top of the tower. The Tower of the Dead has 33 floors. Except for the top floor, there are dozens of disciples living on each floor.
Only the top floor, empty, looking inside, it is dark and there is nothing.
Mo Zhilan waved his hand and shot thousands of thunders. Purple thunder covered the top of the tower. Since he knows that he is an enemy and not a friend, he doesn't bother to waste his words.
See the real chapter directly under your hands, and beat you to the death.
"Dragon Tiger Mountain Ziwei Thunder Curse, you are Mo Zhilan, aren't you?"
The top of the whole tower was cut off by lightning, and only an old man with calm eyes was seen sitting cross-legged on the futon. A layer of light appeared three feet in front of him, which was exactly the magic power to resist Mo Zhilan.
When the old man made a move, he was still calm. This is the first time Mo Zhilan has seen this situation.
You should know that even a figure like Fang Lie is extremely quiet and full of joy and anger. But as soon as he took action, the power, domineering and murderous spirit immediately swept the world. The wind and clouds are all changing color. Even the suzerain of the Sea Shark Sect, or Mo Tian, is the same.
"The master of heaven and earth is not simple, and you don't need to be strange." King Anduo is well-informed, and he is not surprised. I'm afraid that even if the old man committed suicide on the spot, he would not be surprised.
"I returned to the dust, as the right guardian of the sea shark sect, I have been meditated here for a hundred years. It's reasonable to leave your head behind."
The old man put his hands together and made a Buddhist etiquette. Then he got up and stood. He sat still for a hundred years, and his body was the best.
Now as soon as you exercise, the muscles of the whole body make a muffled sound, which resounds one after another.
When his body was straight, Mo Zhilan found that the old man was taller than him. Standing at the top of the tower, condescending and looking down at him.
"Return to dust, return to dust, dust to dust, earth to earth... I think of this person, Mo Zhilan, you should be careful. This old guy is an abandoned disciple of the Bodhi sect and used to be a master of Jindan. It's just that he did a lot of evil. When he met my master, he casually abolished his golden elixir..." The more Chen Yufei said, the more shocked he was. Who would have thought that a person's golden elixir was abolished, which was equivalent to the abolition of all his magical powers, and he actually practiced to the realm of heaven and man. And it has also become the right guardian of the Sea Shark Sect.
I saw Guichen's finger a little, the middle finger was stretched out, the thumb was clasped on the index finger, and the ring finger and little finger curled up in the palm of his hand. This magic power is called the big robbery finger,
In the divine power of Bodhi Sect, there is the meaning of enlightenment, pointing out the maze, crossing people and crossing oneself, and Hengchang in heaven and earth. It can guide people who practice and become enchanted to return to the right path. At the same time, it can also calm down all demon resentment and cross the demon head.
Now Guichen just wants to use this magic power to cross Mo Zhilan and guide him to "convert to my Buddha."
The infinite Buddha light enveloped Mo Zhilan, which was hundreds of times stronger than the last time he was transformed into him.
"Buddha, Jue Ye! All sentient beings have the wisdom and virtue of the Buddha, but they can't prove the wisdom and virtue of the Buddha because of delusion and persistence.
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The sound of Buddha's magic thunder came into Mo Zhilan's mind, and in an hour, it made him feel like he was in a Buddhist country.
As if in a golden world, the two trees, the bodhi tree, and the twenty-four golden lotus flowers all appeared in front of him. There were also Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, arhats, and even Buddhas in the clouds, like the sun, recited the true words and baptized his spirit for him.
The gods and Buddhas are tens of millions of feet high. Mo Zhilan looked up at these Buddhas and Bodhisattvas at this time and felt more and more small. There is a feeling of worship in my heart.
Guichen has been understanding the Buddhist scriptures all his life, and has practiced in the Bodhi sect, and even sat on a hundred years of withered meditation. These are far from what Jiu Moro can compare. His Dharma is simply impeccable.
(I saw the book review of the domineering fairy today and gained a lot. Xing Tian will definitely write well in the future. I want to update 10,000 yuan a day next month. If you like it, just take a red ticket to smash me.)