Huikong smiled slightly and rejected Lin Miao: "There is no need for a little donor. Buddhism and martial arts pursuits are different - martial arts seeking to kill animals, Buddhism is saving people, and different ideas are destined to be in common. Amitabha Buddha. Lin Xiaokang still keeps his martial arts. It is the right thing to do to get rid of evil thieves like Huijie. Good, good, good." Mu Wushuang glanced at the octagonal talisman on Huikong's left hand, and indeed the paper talisman was already half black.

A few other black shadows of the scorpion centipede twisted towards Huikong's left hand, and the octagonal talisman suddenly became darker. Mu Wushuang silently pinched the third octagonal talisman. After pinching it, Mu Wushuang felt that the octagonal talisman between his fingers was like a burnt iron plate. Mu Wushuang looked down and saw that the paper talisman drawn by cinnabar actually showed a faint golden color. Mu Wushuang couldn't help but say in surprise: "Young uncle can actually order the golden talisman?! It's really unimaginable!"

Lin Miao also noticed that the paper talisman in Mu Wushuang's hand was faintly shrouded in a ball of golden light, and asked in surprise: "Mu Tou, can you draw a golden talisman with your cultivation level?" Mu Wushuang shook his head ambiguously with his face: "It's not a golden talisman, but it has part of the Taoist power of the golden talisman. Uncle Master's talent for Taoism cannot be accepted." Then Mu Wushuang picked up the paper talisman and quickly replaced the black star anise talisman on Huikong's hand.

Huikong's left face regained a lot of spirit, and the Buddha light under his hands became much brighter. Mu Wushuang retreated to the table, finished drawing the second galloping horse reincarnation talisman without stopping, and then looked at Huikong nervously. Lin Miao also silently carried his left fist behind him and stared at the wellhead intently. Until Huikong's body shook violently again, two black shadows crawled out of the wellhead at the same time. Mu Wushuang and Lin Miao looked at it intently that it was a spider three feet square and a scorpion more than three feet crawled onto the ground at the same time.

Mu Wushuang was about to pick up the reincarnation talisman when he heard two voices, one faint and one silence, saying several feet of air above the three people's heads:

"The younger generation is born,"

"It doesn't hurt even though it's bitter."

"I will never rise for a lifetime,"

"Successful in the next life."

"Thousands of years of virtue disperse,"

"Don't add hatred." Then the two voices said in unison: "We warn our descendants in the name of servants and envoys under the plague god: Go to the samsara quickly and do not create karma!" After the two said that, they saw the spider and scorpion turning into human form and kneeling down and saying, "Thank you for your enlightenment, I will go to the underworld to reincarnate immediately." After that, the two turned into a blue light and dissipated in the vast world.

Mu Wushuang was startled at first, then he whispered to Lin Miao: "Uncle Master actually invited the Nine Heavens Divine Man. The one who spoke just now must be the spirit master of the octagonal spider scorpion talisman! Otherwise, these two poison kings would not be so obedient." Lin Miao was silent for a moment before slowly asking: "In other words, even the gods can't easily enlighten the last poison king... Mutou?"

Mu Wushuang came to his senses when he heard Lin Miao ask back, so he could only take a breath and nodded: "This...is probably true." Lin Miao rubbed his hands and said, "It seems that I have to ask me to invite the Martial Saint." Mu Wushuang glanced at Lin Miao with a solemn face, stood in front of him and shouted in a low voice: "Mouse, do you want to waste the divine monk Huikong's heart?"

Lin Miao lowered his eyebrows and said seriously: "Mu Tou, I can't do anything to watch! My life was picked up anyway, so it doesn't matter where it is thrown!" After saying that, Lin Miao glanced at Huikong. At this time, Huikong's eyes were closed, and his originally fat cheeks were shriveled, just like a mummy who had been dead for several years. Lin Miao gritted his teeth and said: "There is no time left! As soon as the last poison king comes out, I will use the Halloween Hundred Swords to destroy it!"

Lin Miao had just closed his palms and heard a Buddha's name that saved all living beings from afar: "Amitabha~" Mu Wushuang turned his head and looked at it quickly, and his face showed joy: "The God Monk of Huijue!" Lin Miao also looked at Huijue dozens of steps away. He saw Huijue swaying slightly and coming to Huikong's side. He reached out and pressed Huikong's left hand and recited the Buddha's name again. The poisonous creatures in the well immediately drilled towards Huikong's palm like raindrops.

Lin Miao looked at Huijue, whose eyes were slightly closed and his beard was slightly waving, slowly lowered his hands, and bowed with a sigh: "This must be the first monk Huijue in Shaolin Damo Hall? It's better to meet him than to be famous!" Huijue took a deep breath and said slowly: "Mu Xiao Donor Mu, we met again. This must be the donor Lin, right? Sure enough, Guanyin looks at the Buddha's heart! My younger brother Dai Huikong thanked Lin Xiao Donor Lin for his kindness, but unfortunately Junior Brother Huikong can no longer hear it. Amitabha, good, good, good."

Both Mu Wushuang and Lin Miao both changed their faces. Lin Miao hurriedly asked, "Monster Huijue, what do you mean?" Huijue bowed with his left hand and said, "Junior Brother Huikong has passed away for a long time. Now he has only relied on years of hard work to maintain the immortality of the golden body Buddhism, but his body is already broken, Amitabha Buddha." After Huijue said that, a trace of loneliness flashed with his face. Mu Wushuang was stunned for a moment before muttering, "So, the two poison kings that the uncle's Taoist talisman just now recruited were the culprits of the killing of the monk Huikong..."

Huijue sighed and said, "Don't complain and betray yourself. Junior Brother Huikong knew that he could not escape the fate of the disaster. He did not hesitate to abandon his merits for half his life and asked the Arhat to hold the Great Precepts to come to the world. Later, he absorbed the resentment of two poisonous cultivation. We are powerless to turn the world back. Amitabha, how good it is." Lin Miao immediately knelt down on one knee and said hatefully: "If I hadn't hesitated at that time, if I used the All Saints and Hundred Sages to destroy..." Lin Miao lowered his head deeply.

Huijue opened his eyes slightly and looked at the poisonous substances that were like a spring under his hands. Instead, he smiled slightly: "Don't blame yourself. Junior Brother Huikong is also trying to maintain the reputation of my Shaolin Sect for a hundred years. Shaolin has a bad guy like Huijie, which is really unforgivable. Huijie is now colluding with evil masters to harm one side. Junior Brother Huikong sacrifices his life to seek justice, which is also considered to be a complete merit, Amitabha Buddha."

After saying that, Huikong opened his eyes and looked at Mu Wushuang and Lin Miao with a depressed face, sighed and continued, "Two little donors, can you please invite Junior Huikong's golden body to another place? It's time for him to take a break... Alas, good, good." Mu Wushuang and Lin Miao carried Huikong's body to the open space with sad faces. Lin Miao looked at Huikong with a peaceful face and gritted his teeth and whispered: "Monster Huikong, I promised you that you must save Master Huijue!" After saying that, Lin Miao glanced at Huijue, and there was a faint green aura on Huijue's face.
Chapter completed!