"I have awakened from the secret realm, and there are still many seniors who are still sleeping."
"but..."
"They will recover within three months at the latest."
"Before that, I will straighten out the atmosphere of the Buddhist country and welcome the return of the Buddhas!"
"I hope you don't have any other ideas, otherwise even if my strength is not enough, you will die when the Buddhas return."
Wang Ye's cold voice continued to echo in the main hall.
For a moment, the expressions of some old monks changed wildly, they put away their little thoughts, and became more wary of Wang Ye.
Is it only three months?
Of course, he made this up...
But now it looks like the effect is excellent.
As a recovered person, what I said is an irrefutable fact!
"If nothing happens, please disperse."
"Compile for me the current information on the Buddhist kingdom, including magical weapons, personnel strength information, and temple conditions!"
Wang Ye said lightly.
Many old monks took two steps back before turning and leaving.
They were in groups, looking thoughtful, not knowing what they were thinking.
For a while...
Within the Buddhist kingdom, various gossips spread.
Some people say that a Bodhisattva was dissatisfied with the current situation in the Buddhist country and took action to change it.
Some people say that these old monks from the Buddhist country have angered the Buddhist people and sent people to come and clean them up.
Others say that Buddha abandoned his people.
For a time, many disciples from the Buddhist Kingdom became worried.
Ordinary people were even more panicked. They went to various temples to kneel in front of the Buddha statues, praying and kowtowing non-stop.
It looks like the ordinary people walking like zombies in the scene transformed on the three pages.
and...
The Buddha statues in some of the temples are still carved from stone, and some imprints are still there, obviously they were just carved.
Freshly baked.
…
River of blood.
Broken bridge.
The strong man in red robe and black face was flipping through the books in his hands casually.
Looking at the cover, there are three hundred children's songs.
His slightly hollow eyes exuded a confused charm, as if he didn't understand the contents of the book.
At this time, the blood river suddenly surged.
A severed hand suddenly emerged from the river of blood and photographed the middle-aged man in red robe, or the bridge behind him.
The middle-aged man in red robe put down the book in his hand slightly stiffly, and according to his body's instinctive consciousness, he drew something in the air. Soon, a ferocious word "death" appeared and was printed on the severed hand.
The severed hand was turned backwards after being beaten, and the skin quickly festered, revealing the bones inside.
But it healed quickly.
The severed hand did not blindly launch another attack. It was floating in mid-air, as if waiting for something.
Soon, a gap opened in the void.
An arm flew away, like a magnet, and spliced with the severed hand to form a complete arm.
In an instant, with the fusion of the two, the strength increased greatly.
This arm was directly clenched into a fist and smashed towards the red-robed middle-aged man.
A flash of wisdom flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man in red robe, and then he wrote words one after another in the void.
'die'
'crime'
'punishment'
The three words came out together and transformed into three villains in the void.
The word "death" holds a long knife.
The word sin holds a chain.
The word "punishment" holds the shackles!
Three little people, standing in front of the arm.
In the end, the energy of the three villains was exhausted and they dissipated in mid-air, and the punch of the arm also lost its strength.
It looks like...
Tie.
But at this moment, in the woods in the distance, which were composed of corpses, a monk wearing shabby monk robes slowly walked out.
The monk had a fat head and big ears, and was smiling broadly. He was holding a rag bag in his hand and threw it at the red-robed middle-aged man.
The cloth bag floated in mid-air, and wisps of Buddha's light fell from the bag on the middle-aged man in red robe. The arm was aimed at him again and smashed down.
"Finally found you."
"Good, good, good."
The monk whispered with a smile, but without any pause in his hand, he took out a nine-ring tin staff and slashed it through the void.
The body of the middle-aged man in red robe was hard, and his skin was somewhat torn.
The chains on the bridge were still tightly wrapped around his legs, sinking into his flesh and blood.
And just then.
A mail truck penetrated the void and stopped beside the red-robed middle-aged man. It roared and seemed to be threatening the monk.
"You're just a beast, but you dare to interfere?"
"What's more, it's a clone. Who gave you confidence!"
After saying that, the monk stepped directly onto the bridge, holding the nine-ring tin staff, and walked step by step towards the red-robed middle-aged man.
The tires of the mail truck kept spinning, and the engine made a screeching sound.
but...
Doesn't help.
The middle-aged man in red robe seemed to sigh and grabbed the chain at his feet.
"Old Cui, as for that."
"You should rest first. Your injury was too serious back then and it hasn't healed yet."
"Forcible resuscitation will cause too much damage."
A cold voice sounded, and a door made of fingers suddenly appeared next to the middle-aged man in red robe.
A guy in a white robe walked out of the door and stood beside him.
Then, a space crack appeared in front of him. Baipao stretched his hand in, took out a mourning stick and held it in his hand. At the same time, he took out a white high hat and put it on his head.
There are four words written on the hat.
'Make money at first sight. '
Immediately afterwards, a coffin suddenly floated in the blood river.
The coffin board flew up, and a man in black robe sat up from the coffin, with a chain wrapped around his arm, which had a much stronger aura than Wang Ye's.
He also wore a high black hat.
There are also four words written on the hat.
'The world is at peace. '
The white robe was stunned for a moment, then looked at the black robe. He was suddenly stunned and laughed: "Fan, are you awake?"
The black robe still looked a little stiff in his movements. He sighed and shook his head: "I don't know how I came out. I just heard a loud noise, and then I revived..."
"But fortunately, those old bald donkeys from Buddhism discovered my hiding place at some point, got me a Buddha statue, and have been suppressing me!"
"If I stay late for another year and a half, I might be taken away from them."
"Seventh Master, let's do something?"
As he spoke, the chain slowly fell off his arm and was held in his hand.
Baipao obviously looked middle-aged, but at this moment he became enthusiastic and murmured: "It's been a long time since we joined forces."
"I miss it a bit."
"It's time to take advantage of this old bald donkey. Even the weakest Bodhisattva dares to sneeze!"
"And that arm, it's just disabled!"
"Done!"
Although he said this, the eyes between him and Hei Pao were obviously serious.
It's not as simple as they say.
The engine of the mail truck roared, as if to indicate that it wanted to fight alongside them.
Baipao glared at him: "Don't cause trouble, get out of here, you still have your own things to do!"
"If you delay the business, everything will be in vain."
"It would be easier if your master was here."
"As for you? You didn't have much fighting ability at your peak."
The mail truck seemed a little aggrieved and turned around twice before disappearing into the void.
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The author has something to say:
Update 6 today. Yesterday I contacted the painter, and the character drawing cost 800, and the bookmark customization is cheaper. The most expensive thing is the postage... I will also do a few at the post office, and organize a small event to give back everyone's support. If so, which character and which scene would you like to draw first? Xiao Wu holding the plaque, Wang Ye holding the Ghost Sword, or any other scene in the book... In the end, I still beg for a reward, it hurts so much...
