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Chapter 295 I want them all

"Ghost!"

The Dharma King opened his huge mouth and screamed miserably, and the screams were as loud as thunder, echoing over Hongjing City.

However, several ghost generals leisurely walked towards the Dharma King with their swords in their hands.

"Well, I want the Dharma King to know that today is the day to memorize sutras again. I have military orders. I beg you, don't embarrass me."

Gui Liuye spread his hands, with a slight smile in his cunning eyes. Although he was pleading softly, there was no trace of sincerity at all.

The demon king opposite had tried his best to huddle behind the table. Although it was in vain, it gave him some psychological comfort.

Suddenly thinking of something, the Demon King's face twitched slightly, but he dug around his waist, and a bag immediately appeared in his hand.

"Brothers, here are some gadgets, let's make friends, make friends..." Big beads of sweat popped up from the Demon King's head. At the moment, he was so impressed by Jia Yunzhen that he could It is really a good skill to maintain a stalemate with this jade trickster in the West Pole. Being the commander of the frontier army of the Lumen Demon Court is really an underachievement.

Why do I, as a demon king and a Buddhist Dharma king, have to suffer this kind of crime?

Gui Liuye raised his eyebrows and took a deep breath, which seemed to smell like spiritual crystals.

The whole ghost suddenly became full of energy, and finally someone had an enlightened mind.

Grabbing the bag and weighing it a few times in his hands, Gui Liuye nodded with satisfaction, "You're pretty good. It's rare to see a Dharma king like you with a clear mind in Northern Xinjiang. He has a bright future."

A simple and honest smile suddenly appeared on the Demon King's face. It was obvious that the opponent was just a ghost general, so why did the opponent say he had a future, and he even felt a little excited in his heart.

Maybe, should, probably, those demon kings whose legs were broken didn't expect to get money to ward off the disaster.

It's different for me. From now on, please call this Dharma King Beijiang Yunzhen.

However, just when the Dharma King was about to leave with a smile on his face, Gui Liuye smiled briefly and stood in front of him with a quick stride.

"Since we are friends, there is no need to memorize the Diamond Sutra. The Heart Sutra is shorter, only 309 words. This is a benefit I give to the Demon King."

What! I gave the spirit crystal! That's a spiritual crystal!

The Dharma King gritted his back molars, with the final stubbornness and struggle in his eyes.

As if he understood the complex emotions and entanglements in the Dharma King's eyes, Gui Liuye shrugged his shoulders without any sympathy and said casually, "With military orders, my greatest authority is to choose the Buddhist scriptures to recite.

The Heart Sutra is the least I can think of. If you can't recite the 309 words, it wouldn't be unfair to break your legs.

Seeing that Dharma King you are so transparent, I can give you a name, five pieces of spiritual crystal, just five words!

Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, come next..."

Five spiritual crystals, five words? ! The Dharma King opposite was completely shocked by the shamelessness of this ghost general.

Nima, do you know that five spiritual crystals are enough to buy half a spiritual ghost with golden elixir background, which is worth five ghost generals like you.

Has the West Extreme Lumen Demon Court actually been engaged in a military confrontation with such a ruthless character, and only then lost a Ten Thousand Demons Jungle? sharp!

However, the demon had to bow his head under the ghost formation. The demon king desperately recalled the Buddhist scriptures he had read in the past two days.

Damn it, I obviously saw it, did I look at it at that time, and then fell asleep.

"Walking deep into Prajna... Polo... Honey, honey for a long time, I will see... the five aggregates are empty, to survive all the hardships, relics, relics..."

Big beads of sweat emerged from the head of the Dharma King. What was under the relic? It’s over, forget it!

His Holiness slapped his face hard with his palms, trying to catch the words that had melted away in his mind.

Still a little worse, what's the color? It must be porn or something!

Unfortunately, just when he was racking his brains, the other person mercilessly said a cold verdict, "I memorized a total of twenty-three words, and one of them was wrong! My friend, I can't help you."

The expression on Gui Liuye's face was very sad, and he immediately said with a smile.

"Should the Demon King dissipate the demonic aura from his legs on his own and let us do it, or should we wait to call the military leader and let the Heavenly Snake do it?

By the way, this is also a benefit for friends! "

The Dharma King felt as if his spine had been slapped, and his body almost went limp, but he still gritted his teeth and sat on the chair, "No need to trouble Yugui, let's just ask a few people to take action."

After saying that, he dispersed the demonic energy on his legs and even lowered his blood pressure to the lowest level. After all, the opponent was just a ghost general. If he kept hitting him with one blow and hit him several more times, he would still be the one to suffer.

But why is this Hongjing City like this? Is there any royal law, is there any heavenly principle?

It’s not that no demon king has resisted. The ghost mother opposite opened her mouth and read a Buddhist scripture, and then asked, "I can worship the Buddha as a ghost, why can't you, a Buddhist Dharma king?"

This place immediately became silent.

As for the martial arts fight, a Dharma King was confident that he had a backing. He said that he was only on a temporary basis and could not memorize sutras and meditate at all. If you have the guts, you can kill me.

As for the fate of this Dharma King, the remaining Dharma Kings, as well as the Jindan and Buddhist cultivators in the city, unanimously commented that he was not afraid of facing the abyss and dared to test his heroic spirit in life and death. How brave!

From then on, the rules were established. Once every two days, the Dharma King's legs would be broken on the spot if he could not recite Buddhist scriptures.

You can use the demonic energy to heal yourself afterwards. Of course, if you are hit again, it will naturally be interrupted again.

As for those who want to resist, you can give it a try if you have the courage.

Click!

Severe pain swept through his whole body from his legs, and his limbs were all trembling. It even made the Dharma King's consciousness a little confused. It took him a few breaths to come back to his senses.

It's so painful. After becoming a celestial demon, how could I have suffered such an injury!

The Dharma King curled his lips desperately, and all the severe pain in his body turned into a hoarse murmur, "I'm afraid I can't stay in Hongjing City anymore. It's the birthday of Ten Thousand Buddhas. I don't know how many times my legs will be broken when the day comes."

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"If I don't choose, a few of them will take action."

Shen Caiyan smiled happily, but the obedient young Taoist stood behind her, using a comb to gently tidy up the waterfall of black hair.

Opposite her were six Buddhist cultivators with different appearances. There were bald monks wearing cassocks, some disheveled monks, some lay people wearing green clothes... and there was actually a fat female monk wearing colorful clothes.

Monk Yuexan was suffocated, but he smiled lightly and said: "Why do ghost mothers have to joke? You have a strong desire to become a Buddha, and even the Dharma King in this city is under your control.

It's just that the six temples in Northern Xinjiang all have the Original Vow Sutra, and all Buddhist cultivators in Northern Xinjiang are among them. Even if the ghost mother wants to take the road of suppressing the prison, she still has to choose a temple first to transform the true nature of Buddhism with the Original Vow Sutra. "

The fat female cultivator in colorful clothes raised her eyes and took a closer look at the young Taoist priest with red lips and white teeth. There was envy in her eyes, but she smiled and said, "I have wonderful truths and great joys in Huanxi Temple, which is not as good as the ghost mother." If you choose our temple, you will be a good concubine, and you will save a lot of effort."

Shen Caiyan smiled and shook her head, "I don't choose."

"If you don't want to be in bliss, how about coming to my Shanjian Temple? You have your own way to purity." The layman in green frowned slightly, but he opened his mouth to invite.

"Don't choose!"

"What about our Dingyuan Temple? In terms of causal and magical powers, there are not many people in the world who can surpass our temple. You and Mo Jian have a deep causal connection, and our temple's magical powers are the most useful."

"The magic power of cause and effect is really powerful!" Shen Caiyan nodded.

A faint smile appeared on Monk Yuechang's lips, but the ghost mother still smiled and said, "I don't choose Dingyuan Temple either!"

Um? Monk Yuezhen's face was already a little solemn. Is it really necessary to use such means to destroy this talent of King Ming?

Sure enough, after being asked by Chuanye, Black Sky and Huachan Temple one by one, the ghost mother only said: "Don't choose!"

Don’t choose? ! Several golden-bodied Buddhist cultivators looked at each other and let out a long sigh.

Unexpectedly, this was a just-in-case measure, but it was actually used. This ghost mother didn't dare to choose the Wish Sutra, so there must be something wrong.

Just when everyone was about to take out the Buddhist utensils, they saw the ghost mother smiling with a charming look in her eyes.

"Children only do multiple-choice questions. I want all the Primordial Vow Sutras of the Six Temples!"