Chapter 68

"Click!"

With a sound like something was torn open, the vertical scar in the middle of the little golden eyebrow finally cracked completely.

Vertical eye!

Xiao Jin is a real Three eyed monkey. In that vertical eye, there is a dazzling golden light.

The light, like a sword, pierced into the rolling black spirit of the room.

"Zi..."

The black gas overflowing from the wasted body was directly pierced through a huge hole after encountering the golden light from the small gold vertical eye.

All the black gas that touched the golden lightsaber was melting rapidly.

"Hoo..."

The boundless black Qi is a trace of resentment overflowing from the wooden fish mallet in the wasted body. How can you be willing to surrender like this, surging and rolling.

In an instant, it condensed into a huge black skull.

As soon as the skull was cemented, it bit Xiao Jin.

Xiao Jin didn't seem to see it. A monkey face was ferocious and terrible. Especially the vertical eye in the middle of his eyebrow made people shudder.

Up and down the whole body, there is a faint Buddhist fluorescence shining. Hundreds of millions of monkey hair roots all over the body are shining with Buddhist light, which is set off with the anger on the face, which reminds people of Buddhist anger King Kong.

Just when the skeleton giant formed by the rolling black gas was about to swallow it into the import, Xiao Jin suddenly pinched a pair of monkey claws and produced a strange French seal.

As this strange Dharma seal was squeezed out, the dazzling Buddha light in its vertical eye became more grand. At a glance, people couldn't help but have a heart of worship.

With the pinching out of the Dharma seal, the Sanskrit chanted from low to high, and the magnificent reverberated in the whole room.

"唵... Ah... Ah... Mi... Hum..."

The simple tone of voice, vicissitudes and long distance, shocked the skeleton giant solidified by the rolling black gas in the void.

Then, the vertical eye in the middle of Xiaojin's eyebrows looked into the waste through layers of black gas.

The golden radiance penetrated into the wasted body in an instant.

"Zheng..."

A sonorous low sound seemed to activate something. The wasted body suddenly trembled violently. Such a violent trembling shook the rolling black gas wrapped around him.

"Ah!"

With violent trembling, the wasted face had become distorted by pain and red as blood.

"Qiang..."

Just when his body was twisted to the extreme and overburdened, a Buddha light suddenly lit up from his body.

With this Buddha light shining from the wasted body, in the Xishan temple, suddenly the bell rang loudly without knocking. There was a sound of Sanskrit singing from the whole Xishan temple.

Even in Xishan temple, dozens of Buddha statues and sacred objects of Buddhism also burst out bright lights together.

It seems to respond to the birth of this Buddha light, and it seems to worship the grandeur and depth of this Buddha light.

This Buddha light was transmitted from the wasted body. It could not be said to be too bright. It even looked a little peaceful. However, the endless black gas that was still stubbornly wrapped around him melted quickly and diffused directly into the void after encountering this Buddha light.

It was the arrogant black skeleton giant who seemed to be afraid after this Buddha light came out. However, it waited for thousands of years, but it was unwilling to fail. Therefore, it fought its strongest strength and rushed directly to waste.

"Hong..."

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.