Two flowers bloom, one on each side:
Just when Hua Jiunan and others were trapped in the underground palace of the dead, a luxurious rescue team finally arrived.
This time, the purple-clad Taoist Wu Yongming brought his identity certificate, and the red soldiers naturally did not stop him.
Enter the first floor of the underground palace, which is where Hua Jiunan and the others disappeared.
Looking at the empty surroundings, Zhang Bao, who was worried about Chen Daji and Chang Baye, spoke first.
"Blessings are boundless in the yellow sky!"
"It's important to save people now, and I'm just showing my shame."
Zhang Jiao smiled and nodded, Xiao Wuxin's big bright eyes were full of anxiety.
Taoist Master Wu Yongming in purple clothes, Rong Hui, the leader of the Lecture Hall of Baima Temple, and Pu Neng, the great monk of Luohan Hall of Jinshan Temple, hurriedly returned the gift.
"Senior, please excuse me. The juniors are waiting to see the leader's methods."
After being polite, Zhang Bao did not hesitate, took out a slightly rusty compass from his arms and sat on the ground.
Breathing out a breath of essence on the compass, he muttered something.
"I believe in peace and tranquility in heaven and earth; I cannot bear to see all living beings walking forward blindly."
"Rescue the suffering and disaster, we are all in mourning; please ask the divine soldiers to guide the light!"
"In the name of the thirty-six followers of Taiping Dao, the road ahead is revealed!"
Under the blessing of the spell, I saw the pointer on the compass rotating rapidly, like the blades of a fan.
When he was about to stop, a huge stone arm suddenly appeared in the void. It was the stone statue carved from the resentment of the dead and the "Tomb Mountain" - Bu Gong Tian.
After the big hand appeared, it pressed towards the compass with bursts of black energy.
That way, it was like a giant swatting a fly.
If it were an ordinary person, even if there were a lot of powerful people present, except for Zhang Jiao, the others would not be able to handle it alone!
The resentment of a civilization and an ethnic group for more than 5,000 years, even the Tenth Palace Yama would sigh with regret when he saw it.
Purple-clothed Taoist Wu Yongming had suffered losses before and knew the power of the "Uncommon Heaven". Upon seeing this, he hurriedly called out to the others.
"Blessings and Immeasurable Heavenly Lord!"
"Fellow Taoists, please join forces quickly, this thing is extraordinary!"
After finishing speaking, without hesitation, he took out the sect's most precious "Xu Mo" mirror and threw it into the air.
"There is everything in the mirror, every detail is revealed!"
"In the name of Laojun, be as urgent as the law!"
In fact, there is no need for Wu Yongming to remind him, except for Zhang Jiao, the other powerful players are already ready to take action.
Xiao Wuxin also quietly took out the rosary beads, her big eyes flickering. Just when she was hesitating whether to throw them at them, she was gently pulled by Zhang Jue.
The leader of the great sect said softly like a loyal elder caring for the younger generation.
"The Buddha's heart is as pure as Bodhi. He does not need to get involved in worldly affairs unless it is absolutely necessary."
"Just leave it to someone else."
Wu Xin has long been "Buddha's heart is enlightened" and can naturally feel Zhang Jiao's care from the heart.
So he nodded honestly and quietly took back the rosary with some embarrassment.
"Namo Amitabha."
"The young monk misses his brother and acts recklessly. Thank you, Master, for reminding him."
In fact, Zhang Jiao has another purpose in preventing Wu Xin from "killing":
That is because I am worried that after the little guy is "stained with blood", his obsession will be stimulated again and he will become the real demon who can reach the heaven of lust!
By that time, even someone as strong as Zhang Jiao would not be able to say that he could stop the faceless killings.
Everything is lonely wherever my heart reaches...
He has no scruples, but others don't.
Zhang Bao snorted coldly: "You dare to do evil in front of me, the leader of the Taiping Sect, why don't you retreat quickly!"
During the conversation, the deputy leader had his hands full:
He took off the copper coin sword on his back and raised it upwards: "Transform the heavens and earth into all directions, block it with the power of the Taiping Thirty-six Directions!"
The Buddha was compassionate and kind, and the two great monks Rong Hui and Pu Neng used the Fudo Myoyo Mantra in unison.
"Nangma Siddhi, Siddhi, Susidi, Siddhikara, Raya Kuyan, Sammo Sili, Ajama Siddhi Sabhaha."
Bursts of Buddha's light emitted from the two great monks, converging into the form of Fudo Myooh:
His hair hangs down from his shoulders, and he frowns and stares.
Tiger teeth are exposed on both sides of the mouth, showing a big angry look.
Wearing a slanted top and skirt, holding a sword in his right hand and a rope in his left hand, he stands in the posture of a boy, surrounded by the flames of wisdom.
King Ming's Faxiang raised his arms in vain, as if slowly but urgently, to meet the huge palm that pressed down.
