Thinking of the saying that one day in the sky and one year on the earth, Yang Lin became bolder.
That's great.
It's just God helping me.
Faming is dead, and even his soul is broken. However, he is reincarnated, a guy who specializes in doing tasks in the lower world. His true spirit will definitely not die, and neither will his true self.
Since heaven's response is not that fast, some things can be done.
Just think of this.
Yang Lin's eyes brightened.
The next moment, the red mole on the back of the little Tang Monk's hand lit up slightly, and a golden light turned into a halo and swooshed, like a tired bird returning to its nest, and fell into Fa Ming's mind, which was broken into two pieces.
The next moment, Fa Ming's golden body that was split into two pieces, and the blood scattered around, gathered together. Then, the golden light on his body shone again, and his aura became several times stronger.
He held the gold ring in his hand, raised his eyebrows, and roared angrily: "Who was plotting against the poor monk just now? What a Wei Zheng. When I see the Bodhisattva, I will definitely file a complaint."
"No, I can't wait any longer. I want to kill him. Governor Chen, Jinshan Temple is also on the ground in Jiangzhou. The mountains are not close to the water. Why don't we join forces to attack Chang'an and kill Wei Zheng completely?"
At this moment, Fa Ming was furious, his temper was extremely violent, and he would kill him whenever he spoke.
He completely lost the demeanor of a great eminent monk. In fact, his monk's robes were in tatters and hung on his body, and he couldn't be more particular about it.
Yang Lin's divine clone fluttered to the ground, shook his head, and said with a smile: "No, there are many masters in Chang'an, and Wei Zheng is famous for his loyalty and uprightness, and he usually has a good reputation.
If you really want to go to Chang'an and beat him to death, I'm afraid it will attract everyone's attack. Not only will your Jinshan Temple be criticized, but I, Jiangzhou, will definitely not be able to protect it. Elder Faming, why don't you pause your thunder and endure it this time. "
"hateful."
Monk Faming breathed for a long time. It seemed that he had finally suppressed the anger in his heart. He stopped talking and just bowed his head and recited the Buddha's name.
After a while, he raised his head, turned to look to the west, and said with a smile: "I'm really leaving this time."
Looking with the Sky Eye, a line of light and shadow moved farther away silently, and gradually lost its sense.
"Really gone."
The divine clone also smiled.
"Wei Zheng is still very cautious. Just now, Fa Ming died too quickly, and he became suspicious. Even if his son died, it did not disturb his mind. He deliberately made a big show of pretending to leave, and secretly hid aside to peek... …His invisibility method is actually very good, but unfortunately, we didn’t expect that we have the Sky Eye.”
The two looked at each other and smiled.
The divine body swayed slightly and returned to Jiangzhou. A ray of divine light guarded the four directions, clearing away the demonic energy. In this moment of distraction, hundreds of people had died in various places.
In fact, from a certain perspective, Wei Wuji's calculation was really good.
He calculated that when this disaster came, Yang Lin would definitely be inseparable.
Unfortunately, what he failed to calculate was that Yang Lin was never one person, but many.
…
Wei Zheng turned into a hidden sword light and flew silently over the Hongjiang River. His eyes passed through the heavy waves and saw the scarred old Dragon King guarding a corpse. He couldn't help but sigh.
He wanted to cut it down with a sword, but after thinking about it, he still didn't dare.
I always felt that what happened this time was very strange.
Looking at the half body of his son in his hands, he couldn't help but feel a little sad.
Yes.
He just left and came back.
Seeing the scene of the old monk coming back to life, I was deeply shocked.
"What a good monk Faming. I will write down this account first. When the curtain opens fifteen years later, I will come to you to settle the account."
In his previous rage, he was heartbroken over his son's death, so he acted mercilessly.
In fact, because he was worried about spoiling the Buddhist plan, he really didn't want to beat Fa Ming to death on the spot.
When I saw the tragic death of Monk Faming, although I felt happy, I felt a little guilty.
If there were twists and turns in the matter of learning the experience, he suspected that even if he had the background, he would probably be blamed and it would not end well afterwards.
"However, the monk actually pretended to be dead. I thought he was a rough and reckless person, but I didn't expect him to be so insidious."
"Li Wuding didn't know why, but he got together with Jinshan Temple Faming. They seemed to have a good relationship. However, they didn't know that the relationship between them was actually the relationship between the blade and the fish. This idiot... I will remember this punch today, Faming , I remember you too."
Wei Zheng stood in the clouds for a while, feeling extremely aggrieved. After thinking about it for a while, he went back to Chang'an without looking back.
This time I suffered a big loss, even my son died, but I still couldn't express my anger, so I could only endure it, thinking that one day, I would pay back today's blood debt.
More than ten years is not a long time.
…
Wei Zheng left, and so did Jiangzhou Zhuangyuan Shen. The ground was covered with dead branches and dirt, and on the dilapidated land with big holes everywhere, only Fa Ming was left. No, there was a little monk in the distance, with his big black eyes open. Eyes looked over.
Faming smiled, his body shimmered with golden light, and the monk's robes were neat again.
He walked to the little Tang Monk, held his hand, and said with a smile, "Jiang Liu'er, let me take you to see your mother."
The little guy didn't move, staring at him blankly.
"You are not Master Fa Ming, you are an inner demon."
This is not a question, but an affirmation.
Grass.
How did you get it?
Yang Lin lowered his head and looked at himself. A golden light appeared in the mirror. He looked at his face and found that he was still the same old monk. His behavior and actions were the same as before. Even the rhythm of his voice was exactly the same.
In the past few years, I have been staying with Fa Ming, and I am very familiar with everything about him. Even the people closest to Monk Fa Ming cannot tell when imitating him.
"Master Faming died just now, and you ran out of my body."
The little guy said again.
"Besides, Master Faming will never take me to see my mother. This is what you said."
Well, that’s it.
Who said Tang Seng was easy to fool?
Later, the kind of person who was very dull and could deceive anyone was the fake Tang Seng. Maybe he was the Tang Seng who had lost all his spirituality.
What a smart little guy.
Unfortunately, you didn't guess that I am your father.
Yang Lin thought to himself.
The current Fa Ming is of course no one else, but Yang Lin's essence clone.
Seeing an opportunity earlier, his essence clone escaped directly, collected Fa Ming's remaining thoughts, and absorbed memories. Then, he found strands of broken soul light threads in the sea of consciousness, gathered them, suppressed them aside, and formed a relic. Pearl of light.
Then, the blood flames on his body swelled slightly, and they refined all of Fa Ming's flesh and blood, recasting his golden body.
The golden body at this time was no longer Fa Ming's Buddhist golden body. It existed with immortal rules. His body was many times more powerful.
This body was made of the opponent's own flesh and blood, and it was exactly the same whether it was Qi or Yuan force.
Even some instinctive actions are the same.
