Chapter 742: Anesthesia and Bodhi Sari!

"Fuck, isn't this dead?"

Although a little bit of buddha emanated from the wreckage, Chu Xun still didn't dare to be half-hearted. After all, the monk in the blood robe of the demon demon is too weird, and no one can guarantee what will happen to him.

However, when Chu Xun's heart was extremely vigilant, and he didn't know if he should make up a knife, the golden Buddha power that escaped from the wreckage suddenly gathered together, and finally turned into a dim figure.

And this figure is exactly the blood robe monk who was divided by the body by Chu Xun!

However, at this moment, the set of blood-colored battle armor on the monk in the blood robe has been transformed into a set of golden Buddha clothing. At the same time, after he was formed, he did not launch an attack toward Chu Xun, but performed a Buddhist ceremony with a smile on his face. And even said with a touch of gratitude: "Amitabha, thank you Master for beheading the demon monk's demon body, so that the poor monk can escape from the sea of ​​suffering and escape!"

"You really recovered?"

Looking at the monk in the blood robe with a smile on his face, Zhongzheng was peaceful, and he was no longer half enchanted. Chu Xun frowned slightly, then frowned.

He didn't expect that after "slaying" the monk in the blood robe, he even recovered his mind in disguise.

However, although the monk in the blood robe seemed to have disappeared magically and no threat, Chu Xun still did not dare to be half-hearted. After all, he wasn't sure. The monk in the blood robe had really recovered his mind, or was lying to him!

"Teacher rest assured, the poor monk's demon body is dead, and his soul is about to die, and it is impossible to pose any threat to the master." It seems that he noticed Chu Xun's alert, the blood robe monk smiled slightly, and said gently: " So I have to fight for the last bit of strength to gather my soul, because there are a few words I want to tell my brother. "

"Master, please listen and listen!"

Hearing the words of the monk in the blood robe, Chu Xun frowned slightly, then clenched the tiger sword, charged secretly, and nodded.

He has already made a decision, whether the words of the blood robe monk are true or false, after hearing the words of the blood robe monk, he will immediately begin to completely destroy the blood robe monk.

In the face of such strange enemies, he has always been rather wrong, let alone!

He can't afford to lose!

"First of all, if you have the opportunity, ask the teacher to help the poor monk to tell him a word, and tell the poor monk's master that the disciple is not good at casting magic, and the Buddha's heart is unsteady. As a result, he is mistaken by the demon and ends up falling into the demon path. Please forgive me, Master. "

In the face of Chu Xun's actions of accumulation and alertness, the monk in the blood robe didn't take it at all, but also showed a hint of openness and freedom, as if he saw the smile of life and death, and then said to Chu Xun faintly: "Also, please tell the teacher Supreme Master, the things that the disciples had inquired about in those years have already had results. Although the Pangu evil thoughts still exist, there has been no change. Please rest assured.

"Pangu evil thoughts?"

Upon hearing the words of the monk in the blood robe, Chu Xun moved slightly.

It turned out that the monk in the blood robe went to the magic pond not only to lower demons and remove demons, but also to explore the so-called Pangu evil thoughts. It seems that although all these years have passed, the gods and gods have not forgotten the horror of the original demon, and dare not be half relaxed at all times!

"I see. If I have a chance, I will help the master tell this to the Bodhisattva Bodhisattva!" After hesitating, Chu Xun nodded slightly.

Regardless of whether the monk in the blood robe is true or false, anyway, he directly recounted to the Tibetan King Bodhisattva, that is, by the wisdom of the Tibetan King Bodhisattva, he will be able to judge the true and false!

"Thank you, Master!"

Seeing Chu Xun's consent to his request, a monk of gratitude suddenly appeared in the bloodrobe monk's eyes. Then he went on to say: "The younger brother can cut off the poor monk's demon body, help the poor monk to escape from the sea of ​​suffering, and can be said to have rebirth for the poor monk. Now the younger brother has promised to help the poor monk to repost his last words, which is equivalent to the poor monk but the last Cause and effect. The poor monk is so grateful. "

Having said that, the monk in the blood robe paused slightly, and then continued: "Although the poor monk had previously cultivated to be inferior, he had already stepped into the bodhisattva position halfway, and the Bodhi world was only one line away to condense the Buddhist kingdom. Although the Buddha Kingdom cannot be a complete world like the real Buddha Kingdom, it does not fall for the host, but after the death of the poor monk, the strength of the Buddha Kingdom will condense into a Bodhi sari ... "

"Bodhi sari?"

Upon hearing the words of the monk in the blood robe, Chu Xun moved slightly.

In the ghost town, Chu Xun had badly supplemented a lot of Buddhist knowledge in the ghost hall of the ghost town, so naturally he also knew that this relic was the essence of the master's strength and was extremely precious. It was just that he did not expect that although the monk in the blood robe had fallen into the magical path before, the relics still existed, and they were still a higher-order Bodhi relic.

And because the relics contain powerful Buddha power, they are also the best supplements for Buddhist disciples. If we can get the relic of this monk in blood robe, it will undoubtedly bring great benefits to Chu Xun ...

Thinking of this, Chu Xun couldn't help but expect and excited slightly.

"As a token of gratitude, the poor monk Bodhi sari was given to the younger brother, hoping to help the younger brother." The monk in the blood robe smiled slightly, then took a look at the tiger sword in Chu Xun's hand and continued: "One more thing Because of the poor monk's cause, the weapon and weapon in the hands of his brother and sister burned themselves and were destroyed. For this reason, the poor monk was deeply guilty. "

At this point, the monk in the blood robe paused for a moment, as if he was hesitant, and after a while, he continued to say, "But my brother, do n’t worry, although the weaponry of your weapon has been completely destroyed, as long as the weapon If the body is still there, the instrumental spirit will not be annihilated. So as long as the master finds a suitable method, the instrumental spirit can be reborn again and become stronger. It happens that the poor monk knows a method that may help the senior ... ... "

"Oh?"

Upon hearing the words of the monk in the blood robe, Chu Xun's eyes lightened slightly.

In order to help him defeat this monk in the blood robe, Bai Hu has completely burned his own strength, and his vitality has been greatly lost. Not to mention the condensed shape, even the spiritual wisdom has almost disappeared.

In this case, Chu Xun still didn't know how much work it would take if he wanted to help Bai Hu restore his intelligence and condense his body. It might not even be possible. At this moment, the monk in the blood robe said that he had a way. Although Chu Xun's heart might not be fully convinced, he could not help but feel a little bit of inspiration and joy ...

What if it's true?

"In fact, it is very simple. Although the poor monk had been enchanted before, his memory is still there. I see that the weapon in the hands of the master and brother is fierce and terrible. It is the magic weapon in the magic weapon."

The blood robe monk smiled slightly, and then said lightly: "There are only two ways to make the magic weapon stronger. The first method is the most common one, which is to use the magic weapon to mass kill, by consuming the flesh of the soul, The soul, even the negative emotions before dying, promotes itself. Because of this, when a magic weapon is released, it is often a creature with charcoal and blood.

Having said that, the blood robe monk turned sharply and continued: "But there is another way. This method does not require killing, but the conditions are extremely harsh. That is to find a place with strong magical energy and awe-inspiring earth to raise it with magical energy. The magic weapon uses evil spirits to raise the spirit of the weapon, so that the power of this magic weapon continues to increase ... "

"Master means, let me use this magic pool to restore the white tiger?"

Hearing the words of the monk in the blood robe, Chu Xun suddenly responded, then exclaimed: "Is this feasible?"

"Of course it works, don't forget, the monsters that the white tiger swallowed before are not actually transformed by the magical spirit?" The monk in the blood robe smiled slightly and said: "Master, as long as it's appropriate, don't let this magic weapon devour too much. Magic tool, so that the ancient evil thoughts in the chassis of the magic pool are shocked, then there is no problem. "

"Pangu evil thoughts ..."

Hearing the words of the monk in the blood robe, Chu Xun remembered Pangu's evil thoughts.

However, Pangu's evil thoughts have been silent for countless years. If you just devour a little magic, then you should not alarm this Pangu evil thoughts ...

But the problem is, if this monk in a blood robe is not credible!

"Believe it or not, the master decides by himself, the poor monk will not say much."

Looking at Chu Xun's hesitant look, the monk in the blood robe smiled slightly, then sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and muttered to himself: "Bodhi, Bodhi, has gone through hundreds of billions of robberies, but it is the causal wheel that turns its head empty. Good? Evil? Foye? Moye? Amitabha knows that I am me, I am not me ... "

After that, the figure of the monk in the blood robe also began to dissipate slightly, and finally turned into a bit of golden light, scattered and empty, leaving only a flash of dazzling golden mane, which is the size of a ping-pong ball, which seems to be a physical body and a virtual body. Golden ball floating in front of Chu Xun.

Through this golden ball, Chu Xun seems to be able to see the billions of beings in the ball and the changes in the vicissitudes of the sea. But soon, these pictures disappeared suddenly, and the small ball was restored to the original, as if everything you saw before was an illusion.

But Chu Xun knew that it was not an illusion, but a picture of the world of blood robe monk Bodhi condensing into pure energy. And this little ball is the Bodhi sari left by the monk in the blood robe!

"It turned out to be true!"

Feeling the purity of the Buddha ball without any impurities, Chu Xun's face suddenly appeared a hint of surprise.

The monk in the blood robe might lie, but the Buddha's power contained in the Bodhisattva will not lie. Judging from the unimpeded Buddha power, this is indeed a precious Bodhi sari!

But thinking of this, Chu Xun couldn't help getting excited.

Since the Bodhi sari is real and does not contain any magic and magazines, it also means that the monk in the blood robe was sober at the last moment. So what he said, should the method of using the power of the magic pool to restore the tiger sword be true?

White tiger, hope of remodeling!

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