Chapter 2348: Reunion

In a corner of Abi Hell, two monks were standing, blood-stained and extremely embarrassed. I didn't know how many dangerous things they had experienced along the way.

At the forefront is a middle-aged monk, tall and burly, with eyebrows upright and eyes staring round, as if outraged King Kong.

Behind the tall monk, there was a young monk, who looked much thinner, lowered his eyebrows and kept chanting the Buddhist scriptures in his mouth.

The tall monk stared at the front, his eyes full of radiance and excitement.

There was a figure sitting cross-legged there. I didn't know how long it had existed. The flesh and blood on his body still showed no signs of decay, and his skin was rosy, like a living person.

But the body of this figure has long lost the breath of life.

There are several fruits beside this figure.

Not far away, there is an old tree that is broken and broken. Although the branches and leaves are dead, the trunk of the old tree is still well preserved.

"I have found the inheritance of Ananda ancestors!"

The tall monk looked at the figure and couldn't help but laugh out loud: "As long as he inherits the ancestor of Ananda, I will hope to condense the cave and become the king of the fairy and become the abbot of Duowen Temple!"

The young monk did not respond, still thinking about the Buddhist scriptures.

The tall monk took a deep breath and stepped forward, ready to accept the ancestor of Ananda.

However, at a distance of ten feet from Ananda, he suffered an unimaginable repulsive force that prevented him from moving forward!

A golden halo gradually appeared in the body of Ananda ancestor, spreading quickly, forming a round barrier, isolating tall monks from the outside.

boom! boom! boom!

No matter how tall monks collide, this golden barrier cannot be broken.

"Master Ananda, why don't you let me in!"

The tall monk was furious and roared loudly, "I'm a good Luohan at Duowen Temple. Only I am qualified to accept your heritage!"

The golden halo shows no signs of decay.

The young monk still bowed slightly, chanting verses in his mouth.

"Don't miss it!"

The tall monk saw that Ananda's inheritance was within reach, but he could not get it. He was irritable in his heart and couldn't help yelling and yelling, "I'm a Duowen Temple Luohan, and I gather Luohan Daogu. Why did Ananda Ancestor stop me!"

"Uncle Brother, this time you took 10,000 monks from Duowen Temple into Abi Hell and walked here, but we are the only ones left."

The young monk looked with pity and said, "Escape this way, you let other people go up to resist the group of **** creatures, but you hide behind yourself. Do you have any guilt or remorse in your heart?"

"Humph!"

Luo Han snorted slowly and said slowly, "You have the heritage of the Bodhisattva, and you should know that I will not go to hell, who is the fearless spirit of hell!"

"Sacrifice them, but can allow the inheritance of Ananda ancestors to see the sun again. This is the blessing of Duowen Temple and their supreme virtue!"

The young monk shook his head slightly and said, "The Tibetan Bodhisattva is sacrificing oneself to live all beings; and you are sacrificing others to achieve yourself."

"A difference in thought is the difference between Buddha and demon."

"Brother, you are already enchanted, how can you get the approval of Ananda ancestor?"

Luo Han's face sank, and he said coldly, "You are a little earth fairy who is worthy to teach me? On this way, if I didn't protect you, with your fighting power, you would have been long ago by those **** spirit Ripped! "

"Don't let my brother protect me, there is another plan," said the young monk lightly.

Luo Han raised a brow and seemed a bit surprised.

Quietly, don't hesitate to Arhat: "To tell you the truth, it doesn't matter, I need you to surrender the practice of the Tibetan body."

"What if I don't say it?"

The young monk asked.

Luo Han smiled and said, "In Duowen Temple, I'm not good at you, but in this Abi hell, only you and me are the two. How can I torture you, nobody knows!"

"Most unfortunate, I can still perform soul-searching on you!"

Soul Search, although it is possible to search for memories, has a high probability of failing.

Moreover, the inherited memories like Jizo Jinshen are almost protected, even if the soul is searched, it is difficult to obtain.

The young monk looked indifferent, his eyes were clear, without any fear, and said calmly: "If I talk about the practice of the Tibetan body, I am afraid that the Brotherhood will remove me as soon as possible."

Luo Han's gloomy eyes.

He thought that this young monk was pure-minded, devoted himself to meditation, and recited the rituals and Buddhas all day. He didn't understand these tricks and conspiracy.

Unexpectedly, his mentor even broke his plan!

If Luo Han was unable to approach Ananda ancestor and could not get the inheritance, he was already upset.

Today, the young monk is still so calm in the face of his threat, annoying him!

Without asking Luo Han to take a step forward, hold out the palm of his hand, pinch the young monk's throat directly, and lift him up from the ground. He said, "Master, I don't have much patience. You'd better tell the complete secret of the practice. , I can give you a good time, so that you will not be tortured! "

The young monk was pinched in his throat, panting, and flushed.

But his gaze was still calm, his eyes were clear, and he looked at the stare of Luo Han with a touch of compassion.

At this moment, a gap opened in the void beside the two monks.

A monk in a purple robe with a silver mask stepped out, his eyes were deep, and he stared coldly at Luo Han, his body filled with murderous murder!

Immediately afterwards, Su Zimo, Mo Qing, and Yunzhu also passed through the space and came here.

"True!"

When Su Zimo saw the young monk, he was overjoyed and shouted.

The two true bodies have soared into the heavens for thousands of years, but only encountered two desolate people.

Among them, the imperial thunderous wind is still a strong one in the ancient times.

Su Zimo, a natural deceased person in this world, to be precise, he has only encountered one, Xiuluo Yanchen.

Unexpectedly, in Ah Bi Hell, I could see Mingzheng!

"who are you?"

Luo Han stared at Su Zimo and others, squinting slightly, with a dignified look, still choking Mingzhen's throat and blocking it in front of him.

call!

A breeze passed.

Luo Han just felt a flower in front of him, and before he responded, the master of martial arts was standing in front of him, holding his hand on his wrist, and exerting force!

Click!

Without arrogating on Luo Han's wrist, he was crushed by the martial arts master!

"what!"

Luo Han screamed.

But as soon as his cry started, it stopped abruptly.

The martial art deity crushed the wrist of Luo Han, stepped forward, and punched the head of Luo Han who was not beaten with a punch, Yuan Shen shattered, and his body died!

The tenth-bone lord of the true demon list cannot hold a punch in the hands of the martial art deity, not to mention the unscrupulous Arhat.

Su Zimo hurried forward and helped Mingzhen.

"Master Mingxin."

Mingzhen looked at Su Zimo, revealed his innocent and bright smile, and called out.

This statement Xinshidi seems to bring the two back to the bottom of the funeral dragon valley.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

After years of reunion, they reunited in the Upper Realm, and they were so happy that they rejoiced.

(End of this chapter)