On the other side, just when Qi Baijia was falling rapidly and thought he was dead, Zen Master Rong Hui appeared next to him.
Then the monk's robes fluttered, like a big bird gliding directly in the direction of the faceless ghosts and Buddhas with hundreds of beggars.
"Namo Amitabha."
"Master Taoist, what is the knot in your heart that cannot be solved? Can you tell me about it and talk to the old monk?"
"No matter what happens, you should never commit suicide."
Qi Baijia had just "escaped from death" and could barely stabilize his panic.
"Master, if I said that I accidentally jumped from the building just now, would you believe it..."
Master Rong Hui: "..."
"Please, Taoist Priest, be more careful next time."
While they were talking, the monks and the others had already chased them to a deserted place on the outskirts. They saw only faceless ghosts and Buddhas standing in the sky with weird smiles.
Opposite is an ancient Chinese wooden ship, more than ten meters high and over a hundred meters long.
Even the general grid of Chang Ba Ye can be easily installed on it.
The ship was brightly lit and surrounded by celestial music. Standing on the bow were a general in golden armor and an ancient-looking alchemist.
It was Huang Chao and Xu Fu.
Between the two "people" stood a scholar.
The night wind blew by, and the scholar's robes fluttered in the wind.
The beggars were stunned when they saw the scholar: "Wang, three brothers?" !
After careful inspection, I found something wrong:
Although the scholar looks very much like Wang San, his face is covered with tiny, shimmering scales.
The eyes are not normal human pupils, but snake-like vertical pupils, covered with a layer of transparent horn.
The cold light flickers between opening and closing.
It was the beast god that the Miao siblings met back then.
But now, due to various reasons, it has "evolved" into a human form and is no longer a bunch of wriggling poisonous insects.
"What on earth is going on?!" Qi Baijia couldn't help but whisper to himself.
Seeing the beggars, Zen Master Rong Hui immediately asked.
"Namo Amitabha."
"Taoist Master, are all the donors in front of you your old friends?"
The beggar smiled bitterly upon hearing this.
"Master, don't make trouble. If they were old friends of mine, do you think I could survive until now?!"
After telling Master Rong Hui everything he knew, the old Zen Master looked solemn.
"If I don't go to hell, who will? Only when all sentient beings are saved can we realize Bodhi."
After saying this, he pulled Qi Baijia silently and used Buddhist techniques to lighten his body, and he floated to the opposite side of the ship in the wind.
He formed a "three-legged alliance" with Gui Fo, Xu Fu and others.
On the big ship, the Beast God didn't pay attention to Master Rong Hui and Qi Baijia at all, or in other words, he didn't care about any other existence except the lineage of Zhiren.
Xu Fu and Huang Chao nodded gently towards the Buddhist Zen master, which was regarded as respect between great practitioners.
Then he immediately looked at Ghost Buddha No Face again.
"Master Beast God, this is the Ghost Buddha Monk."
After finishing speaking, he was worried that the ancient god who had just walked out of the mountains in western Hunan would underestimate his enemy, so he continued to add.
"Master Ghost Buddha originally had profound Buddhist teachings, and he was a great monk with great virtues who has not been seen in Buddhism for thousands of years."
"It's just that I don't know why one thought turned into a demon later, and now my Taoism is even more terrifying. No one among the corpse-discipline immortals can be better than me!"
Fortunately, Ghost Buddha Faceless wore a bronze mask. Otherwise, if Huang Chao found out that most of the "Buddha's Sutra of Suppressing Demons" on his face had disappeared, he would have immediately panicked.
Nowadays, even the legendary immortals descending to earth would frown and look at him like this!
The Beast God had no reaction to Huang Chao's words, as if he couldn't hear them at all.
Even his expression didn't change at all: dead and cold.
"Hand over...depose...the emperor..."
The voice of the beast god was like the movement of countless mosquitoes vibrating their wings together, buzzing word by word.
The weirdest thing was that he didn't even open his mouth, the sound came from his stomach.
Ghost Buddha Wu Mian saw that the beast god in front of him looked too much like Wang San, so he immediately went on a killing spree as soon as he met him.
Regardless of whether he is a Buddha or a demon, the Nine Difficulties of China will always be ranked first in his heart.
Ghost Buddha No Face didn't want to make his brother sad.
"Jie, Jie, Jie, Namo Amitabha!"
"Who are you and what is your connection with my brother?!"
The beast god is stubborn and the ghost and Buddha are crazy. Both of them only talk about what they think in their hearts and don't even bother to answer any of the other's questions.
The atmosphere became more solemn for a while.
Seeing that the two beings who should not have appeared in the world were gradually losing their patience, Master Rong Hui hurriedly spoke.
"Namo Amitabha!"
"Both of you are extremely powerful. You must not conflict here, otherwise life will be ruined!"
"Young monk, if you dare, how about helping the two seniors resolve it?"
