Chapter 3242 The flower-carrying demon monk who was plotted

Buddha realm, ancestral land.

A young novice walked forward slowly with a smile on his face.

The monks around him ignored him.

It wasn't until he came to the entrance of a secret realm that he was stopped.

"Amitabha, this is a forbidden place, no one is allowed to enter."

A warrior monk blocked his way.

"Amitabha, I dare to ask the master, this is the retreat place of Lord Nianhua Buddha."

The young novice monk saluted devoutly, his smile not diminishing.

The monk narrowed his eyes slightly, with a look of caution in his eyes.

Even within the Buddhist world, few people know that the flower-carrying demon monk is retreating here.

How did this little monk know?

"Which master are you under?"

Several strong men behind the monk vaguely surrounded the little novice monk.

The young novice monk still smiled and said: "Speaking of it, the young monk and Lord Nianhua Buddha are both teachers and friends. To be precise, the young monk is the father of Lord Nianhua Buddha."

"..."

The monk was a little confused.

I didn't even realize what the young novice was talking about.

After turning the corner, the monk laughed angrily.

The reincarnations of Lord Buddha, especially the reincarnations of powerful people like the Flower-Ningling Demon Monk, all enter the world through the method of reincarnation.

At the beginning of reincarnation, memories of past lives are awakened.

Parents in this world are just giving the Buddha the skin of this life.

Not really parents at all.

Not to mention, the parents of the Buddha's reincarnation are basically mortals, which is based on the theory that the Buddha passed away from the mortal world.

Mortal parents live no more than a hundred years.

It has long since fallen.

There is no way he could survive until now.

Even if he lives to this day, he will never look like a young novice monk.

This little monk is just here to cause trouble.

I don’t know which master has such a naughty disciple.

"Junior brother..."

The monk suppressed his smile and was about to teach him a few words and ask his master to take him back when he saw the little novice monk sitting cross-legged in front of the secret realm and began to chant the name of the Buddha.

"This is what I heard. At that time, the Buddha was in the country of Savatthi. There were only trees in the Garden of Solitude..."

Buzz!

The monks and others seemed to be struck by lightning, forgetting everything, and were deeply attracted by the Buddhist realm chanted by the young novice.

I don't know when, but I was already sitting cross-legged, chanting the Buddha's Land along with the young novice.

The young novice stood up slowly, walked toward the secret realm with a smile.

Buzz!

The secret realm defense that could originally isolate everything seemed to not exist in front of the little novice.

He stepped into the secret realm.

Within the secret realm.

Full of Buddha's light.

Overflowing with spiritual energy.

If he is an ordinary monk, let alone a powerful one, even if he is the strongest, he will die due to absorbing too many Buddha's light explosions in the secret realm.

The Buddha's light here is so intense that it's suffocating.

And in the deepest part of the secret realm, a Buddha sits cross-legged in the void, with a golden wheel shining brightly behind his head.

A flower from the other side blooms behind it.

It’s the flower-carrying demon monk!

"Amitabha……"

Before the little novice monk could move forward, a Buddha's chant sounded.

Another Buddha suddenly appeared in front of the young novice.

The golden palm pressed towards the little novice monk.

He was actually indiscriminate and prepared to kill the little novice monk on the spot.

boom!

The little novice monk blasted a palm towards the sky, which turned out to be the Buddha's will and the Buddha's light.

The two golden palms clashed with each other, and there was no winner.

The Holy Lord Buddha had piercing eyes and asked in a solemn voice: "If there is no Buddha like you in the Buddhist world, who are you?"

The little novice monk responded with a smile: "I just said it outside the secret realm that I am Nianhua's father, but unfortunately no one believes it."

"Nianhua's father?"

The eyes of the Holy Buddha suddenly shrank.

Other low-ranking monks didn't know the truth and didn't know the true identity of Monk Nianhua, but he knew it very well.

Monk Nianhua, there is no such thing as a father.

"Who are you!"

When the Holy Buddha spoke the mantra, it seemed as if hundreds of millions of rules had descended upon the little novice monk.

At this time, the flower-carrying demon monk who had been sitting on the lotus platform slowly opened his eyes and sighed helplessly: "Donor, you and I are also fellow Taoists, why do you need to pretend to be my father."

Despite the endless pressure from the Holy Buddha, the little novice monk still smiled and said: "Giving you a second life can be regarded as reincarnation of kindness. Call me father and you will not suffer any loss."

The flower-carrying demon monk became more and more helpless: "I haven't seen you for many days, and I never thought that you, the donor, would become so witty..."

This time.

The Holy Buddha finally realized that these two people knew each other clearly.

Lord Buddha is the Heavenly Official.

Tianguan fought his way out from among the half-step Tianguan, who was not a scheming person.

The Holy Buddha's eyes shrank and he said in shock: "Han Yang!?"

Being able to make such a joke with Monk Nianhua, Monk Nianhua could only smile bitterly and was unable to scold him.

Except for the famous Han Yang, there can be no one else.

Even if the leader of the Buddhist world dares to claim to be the father of the Flower-Ningling Monk, the Flower-Ningling Monk will definitely slap him in the face.

Only Han Yang.

You can joke with him like that.

The Holy Buddha is a bit unbelievable.

This is Han Yang.

Too bold.

He dared to be alone and put himself in danger.

You know, this is the Buddhist world.

All the Buddha Lords join forces, and with the blessing of the Buddha Realm, the top three in the Chaos Ranking will only fall into disgrace.

How dare Han Yang appear here!

He subconsciously wanted to ask for help, but found that none of his voice could be heard.

All contact methods are also unavailable.

He released his spiritual consciousness to observe his surroundings, and his expression suddenly changed.

"The Heavenly Treasure of the Artifact Realm, the Qiankun Sword?"

The three heavenly treasures in the world of weapons each have their own magical powers.

The Soul Resurrection Tower can speed up time.

The Qiankun Sword can establish another world and suppress one party.

Han Yang used the Qiankun Sword to split this secret realm.

The sword of heaven and earth cannot be broken, and the secret realm cannot be broken.

As for the Holy Buddha, he has no confidence that he can break the Qiankun Sword.

…

Han Yang ignored the Holy Buddha Lord at all, but looked at the flower-carrying demon monk with great interest, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect you to suffer a loss one day, and you were actually tricked..."

That's right.

The flower-wielding demon monk was indeed plotted against.

He sat down on the lotus platform, seemingly to suppress it, but actually it was brewing aura, preparing to help him ascend to the upper world.

From the moment he stepped onto the lotus platform, his path to promotion was unstoppable.

In the Buddhist world, they really want the flower-carrying demon monk to ascend.

The demon monk holding the flower sighed: "The young monk was originally planning to give the remains to the Buddhist world after the war was over, but I didn't expect that they actually forced me to ascend... It seems that everything started from helping me fall into the underworld and picking the flowers of the other side. It’s just a conspiracy…”

Although the Demon Monk Nianhua has a demon name, he has always attached great importance to the Buddhist world.

For this reason, he went deep into the underworld with the intention of picking the flowers of the other shore.

Because of this, he was valued and cultivated by Ksitigarbha Dojo.

But, he didn't expect it.

After returning from the underworld this time, the Buddhist world actually forced him to ascend in the name of suppression.

By the time he realized it, it was already too late.

Han Yang said calmly: "Don't worry, as long as I am here, even if you ascend to the upper realm, you will not be restricted by the heavenly list."

Tianbang was scared to death of Han Yang.

Don't dare to show up at all.

As long as Han Yang stays here, Tianbang will not be able to control the Flower Nian Monk at the critical moment.

Even if the flower-carrying demon monk ascends to the upper world, he will not lose his freedom.

The flower-carrying demon monk was silent for a moment and said: "The young monk still prefers the underworld. There are not so many calculations. Just concentrate on cultivating."

Han Yang smiled.

indeed.

Compared to the intrigues and intrigues in the underworld, those ghosts in the underworld do appear to be much "simpler".

Even those Taoists from the Underworld and the Tenth Palace are not that smart.

It’s not surprising that the flower-wielding demon monk wants to go to the underworld.

but.

Han Yang's smile became cold and cruel, "If you want to go to the underworld, you will inevitably break up with the Buddhist world. Are you ready to go on a killing spree?"