"Just what?"

Chen Fan asked.

"It's just... the Buddha's heart of the poor monk was entangled with grievances, the Dharma was unable to diligently, and the cultivation level was stagnant. What about the strength of the mere half-step Tianzun, even if it reaches the ninth heaven?"

Master Pukong shook his head and said, "However, in order to find out the truth and resolve the grievances of the ghosts in the octagonal holy well, the poor monk still broke through the space and forcibly entered the ninth heaven."

"result…"

"I just arrived at the ninth day, and I haven't adapted to the laws of the ‘dark’ attribute of heaven and earth, and I’ve been held back by the powerhouse of the Heavenly Machine Sect."

"In desperation, I had to use a secret method to flee with serious injuries."

"Since then, the poor monk's cultivation has plunged to several realms. However, the strong of the Tianji Sect is still reluctant, sending a large number of powerful strong men into the eighth heaven to chase and kill the poor monks."

"Despite the help of Buddhism, the Tianji Sect was powerful and backed by the shadow guard organization. Buddhism was finally defeated and suffered heavy losses. It was unable to protect the poor monks. The poor monks could only quietly take refuge in the seventh heaven."

Tianjizong, one of the top forces in the Ninth Heaven.

Even in the eighth heaven, where Buddhism has great power to speak, it can't compete with Tianjizong at all.

"For an unknown ghost, the cultivation base is regressed and the Buddhism is affected. Does the master think it is worth it?"

Chen Fan asked.

"The value and the unworthiness lie in the heart."

Master Pukong folded his hands together and said, "Buddha saves sentient beings and does not abandon one person."

"Besides, the poor monks and Buddhism have been contaminated with cause and effect."

Nodded, Chen Fan said, "It's just that...Neither Buddhism nor the master thought that the cause and effect would be so great, right?"

Upon hearing this, Master Pukong was silent for a while, nodded and said, "That's right."

"The ghost in this octagonal holy well has the potential to become ghosts and immortals, and it happens to have a great resentment. After being suppressed by the octagonal holy well, the resentment has not decreased but increased. Although the octagonal holy well cannot be broken for the time being, but..."

"Sooner or later, this octagonal holy well will not be able to suppress the inner ghost."

"Om!"

At this moment, the resentment in the Octagonal Sacred Well once again penetrated and spread, and then the scope of coverage became larger and larger.

but…

When he touched the flowers in the courtyard, his grievances seemed to be reduced to a certain extent.

"While investigating the news on the Eighth Heaven, the poor monk found that the ghosts in the Octagonal Holy Well seemed to like flowers very much. As long as the resentment touches the flowers, it will be reduced a lot."

"In order to purify the grievances in the octagonal holy well, the poor monks planted various flowers around it."

Master Pukong explained.

Chen Fan felt this terrifying resentment, his eyes flickered, and he said, "Master, the reason why you brought the Octagonal Sacred Well to the northern desert is because...you are worried that the ghosts in the Octagonal Sacred Well are out of control and resentment overflows. It will endanger the creatures in the surrounding area."

"The number of creatures here is scarce, and there are masters suppressing it, which can guarantee that the ghosts can't hurt the lives of creatures."

"Right?"

"Amitabha!"

Master Pukong folded his hands together, chanted the holy name, and then said: "If you recreate the killing, it will only make the ghost in the octagonal holy well more tyrannical and stronger."

"Once it becomes uncontrollable, it will turn the entire seventh heaven into a ghost domain!"

"Um."

Chen Fan nodded and said again: "It's just..."

"The master is in the seventh heaven, suppressed by the Heavenly Dao, and his cultivation will only not advance and retreat. Once the master's strength is too weak, I am afraid that the ghosts in the octagonal holy well will not be able to stop the slaughter of creatures, right?"

"Moreover, even if you don't kill creatures, how can the master guarantee that it won't become stronger?"

Upon hearing this, Master Pukong said, "This is what the poor monk wants to deal with with the owner."

"Do you want this village owner to take away the octagonal holy well, and then help you suppress the ghost in it?"

Chen Fan narrowed his eyes and asked.

"Amitabha."

"In this world, only Shadow Guard and Ten Thousand Realms Bank can do this."

"The Shadow Guard kills a lot and goes against the Dharma."

"Poor monks can only turn to Ten Thousand Realms Bank for help!"

Master Pukong folded his hands together, looked at Chen Fan, and said, "Please also the owner to make it happen!"

"The poor monk is willing to pay all the price!"

"Master is good at calculating."

Chen Fan smiled faintly, and said: "This move treats the symptoms but not the root cause. If the owner wants to solve this problem completely, he must help the ghosts in the octagonal holy well to heal their grievances. By then, it will not only be a matter of suppressing it!"

"It will involve a lot of trouble!"

"It involves a lot of cause and effect!"

Master Pukong's rare silence.

Chen Fan looked at the ghost entwined near the flowers, paused, and suddenly the topic changed, and asked: "The master had long expected this village owner to come?"

"Amitabha."

"According to legend, Buddhism has a supreme form-the three generations of gods and Buddhas, you can see past lives, this life, and the future."

Master Pukong folded his hands together and said calmly.

Hearing this, Chen Fan's pupils shrank slightly, staring at Master Pukong abruptly, and asked: "Master's image is a three-generation **** and Buddha?"

"Amitabha."

Master Pukong said: "The poor monk was lucky enough to cultivate the Buddha Dharma of the third generation. It is a pity... the Dharma is not advanced enough, so I can only spy on some fragments of the poor monk's own future."

"!!!"

Chen Fan was shocked.

so…

This Master Pukong had already expected him to come?

Did he even expect what he said?

It's scary to think carefully!

"so…"

Taking a deep breath, Chen Fan asked, "Can Master Pukong also expect that the house will mainly invite you to enter the Ten Thousand Worlds Bank for trading?"

"Amitabha."

Master Pukong shook his head and said: "Just spying on one or two, the poor monk is exhausted and unable to go further."

Hearing this, Chen Fan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

If you are dealing with someone who knows the past, present, and future, it is still very stressful for him.

Immediately, a touch of brilliance appeared in the depths of his eyes, and a love of talent was born in his heart!

The three generations of gods and Buddhas are extremely difficult to cultivate, and they are extremely powerful. No one has cultivated them in the entire nine-fold day and 100,000 years.

From this we can see how difficult it is to cultivate the Buddha's image of the third world god!

This shows that Master Pukong’s talent...

How amazing it is!

"Master, the owner can agree to your request."

"There is even a way to help you open the octagonal holy well and communicate with the ghosts in it!"

Chen Fan said surprisingly.

"what?"

Hearing that, even in the state of mind of Master Pukong, he couldn't help but feel a little horrified. He stared at Chen Fan and asked, "Can the owner really do it?"

"nature."

"Only in this way can we find out the truth of the matter the fastest."

"Isn't it?"

Chen Fan asked.

"Yes!"

Master Pukong nodded.

The reason why he didn't use this method before was because it was so difficult to open the Octagonal Sacred Well, even if it is a strong Tianzun...it can't do it!

Moreover, there is no way to communicate with them!

"but…"

"There is a price to pay."

Chen Fan stared at Master Pukong and said.

"no."

Before Chen Fan could tell what the price was, Master Pukong shook his head and refused...