Chapter 714 Everything is empty

Thoughts flashed like lightning.

Then, Monk Jialan laughed out loud, "Master, even if you speak loudly, you can't beat swords and guns!"

"No matter how much you say, I will absorb your essence and help me achieve the success of the six realms of reincarnation."

Yuantong still shook his head, "King Ming, although the six realms of reincarnation are great, they are not the whole world."

"Your vision is too small and it's hard to become a great man!"

Monk Jialan responded with a verbal blow, "I was shocked by the point of the military's attack. This pattern is a hundred times better than you, a bald donkey!"

"Stop, let's drive it with all your might now and defeat you!"

"I hope you can understand that in the future, all those who believe in my Buddhist sect will be reborn!"

At this moment, Monk Jialan had unprecedented confidence.

He seemed to see that the Buddha's light spread all over the house, and the ground was full of happiness, and there were no more famine, war, disputes and disasters.

Everything is so beautiful.

The murder at this moment is just for the future Buddhist kingdom, and sacrifice is meaningful.

Monk Jialan clasped his hands together and said piously, "If I have eyes, please respond to my vow."

"If I become a holy monk, I will do my best to fulfill my wish to the Buddha's kingdom on earth."

With all his strength, a light of inspiration appeared in the battlefield where corpses were everywhere under his feet, and his home swept around like a tsunami in the blink of an eye.

Under the Buddha's light, the blood stains on the face of the body that had died in battle disappeared, and the wounds gradually healed, as if they had been carefully cleaned and decorated. The originally hideous death became peaceful and quiet.

It affected Jiangkou County not far away, and the hell under Mu Lianbu was vaguely showing signs of collapse.

The four-faced god generals and others who were trapped in the middle saw the sky above their heads and began to crack the marks of light, and were all overjoyed.

"The Ming King won?"

They all knew that if Seng Jialan had not won, how could he have freed up and rescued them?

On the battlefield, Yuantong said indifferently, "The Ming King is not giving up yet, so I will give in to you a few points."

"Above the six realms of reincarnation, there is also the meaning of my Buddha's sutra."

"Do you not hear that reciting scriptures in the cycle of reincarnation can eliminate troubles and resolve difficulties and be happy forever?"

"King Ming, have you miscalculated?"

"Although swords and guns are fast, they can't cut; although the killings are strong, they are not convinced."

"You are violent in your own way and are not a person in the world. In history books from ancient times to the present, you have four words to evaluate such people, and you are the pioneer of the king!"

After all, an extreme figure like Monk Jialan ends up being a wedding dress for others.

In the dark, Yuantong began to comprehend that in this decisive battle to raise a Gu, someone was behind the scenes of the six realms of reincarnation.

Unfortunately, Seng Jialan will never laugh to the last one.

Yuantong put his hands together and his body was infinitely raised in an instant. A few golden rains fell from the top of his head, and they took root and sprouted, turning into golden lotus.

In the blink of an eye, countless golden lotus bloomed in the land around it, turning into a golden ocean.

Many golden lotus flowers gather in this roundabout way, like mountains and tides.

Monk Jialan felt that he was only one step away from the realm of a holy monk.

At this moment, the six realms of reincarnation have also entered the perfect state, and the whole body is filled with infinite power.

The broken waist was itchy. Monk Jialan looked down and saw that her remaining body slowly grew out.

"Rebirth of the broken limb is a great fortune that can only be promoted to a holy monk!"

In this competition to chase me, it was his monk Jialan who won the final victory.

"My Buddha..."

Monk Jialan choked and wanted to say something, but then the sound of wind sounded in his ears.

In front of him, the flood of golden lotus oceans rushed towards him, rolling up waves of golden waves.

In the boundless ocean, a figure slowly walked towards him. No matter how he casts spells to stop him, he could not slow down his pace for a moment.

"Master, are you from the Rollet?"

Monk Jialan opened his mouth and swallowed. Instead of eating the other party, he wanted to incorporate his own six paths of reincarnation and refine it for his own use.

Yuantong walked step by step, suddenly being pulled by the suction force, and had no ability to resist, and was thrown into Monk Jialan's mouth.

Monk Jialan closed her lips and finally felt at ease.

But I heard someone whispering in my ears, and the words were tossed and turned, and repeated.

After a moment, he finally heard the sentence clearly.

"Who will go to hell if I don't go to hell!"

The next moment, Monk Jialan's chest became cold and saw a beam of light coming out of his body and piercing his chest.

Then, the beam of light pressed down and cut open Monk Jialan's chest and abdomen vertically.

Yuantong first stepped on his left foot, then his right foot, and walked out of Seng Jialan's wound, without any blood on his body.

"How is that possible?"

Monk Jialan's wound healed in an instant, but she was extremely shocked.

Just now, he entered the Six Paths of Reincarnation Space. With his strength to sprint to the realm of the Holy Monk, he would have the ability to break out of the space unless the Holy Monk came in person.

"you……"

Yuantong shook his head, as if guessing what he was thinking, "Not yet!"

Then he said, "It's enough to clean up you!"

After saying that, Yuantong spread his right hand and said, "I mean Wang's pattern is too small, you don't believe it."

"Let's see if your six realms of reincarnation can fill my palm!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sky was spinning in front of Seng Jialan, and the scenery changed rapidly.

When he realized that the monk Yuantong in front of him had soared to a height of thousands of times taller than Yuhuan County.

"wrong!"

Monk Jialan suddenly realized that it was not the other party's expression, but the fact that he had become smaller.

At this moment, Monk Jialan was as big as a finger, falling on Yuantong's palm.

He was so shocked that his heart and courage were broken. Unexpectedly, the other party's cultivation was so terrifying.

"King Ming, what are the supernatural powers of the Buddha's kingdom in my palm?"

After experiencing several times of reincarnation, the perfect enlightenment also awakens one's own supernatural powers, called the Buddha's kingdom in the palm, which can turn Sumeru into mustard seeds and put it into the palm.

Monk Jialan dared not sit and wait for death, and roared, "So what? I will use the six realms of reincarnation to thrive on the Buddha's land in your palm."

So, Monk Jialan tried his best to circulate the six realms of reincarnation, and the vast artistic conception came to others.

According to normal circumstances, the artistic conception of the six realms of reincarnation is enough to cover any corner of the world, but at present, it is compressed in the palm of Yuantong and cannot be disclosed in a single part.

"Why, why?"

Monk Jialan was almost trapped in the beast, and was rushing wildly, but was dizzy in Yuantong's palm.

"King Ming, do you not understand Buddha?"

Yuantong sighed, "Look at my six realms of reincarnation?"

The next moment, the more vast artistic conception was like a samsara of monk Jialan, easily suppressing him.

"Poor, you are a chess piece after all, or a chess piece that is not very clever!"

A trace of pity appeared in Yuantong's eyes, and the breath in his palm flowed, and Monk Jialan's body dissipated like a foam board.

No one could have watched this battle, so naturally no one could have imagined that the living Ming King Seng Jialan, who was in the world, was killed so easily.

"Seng Jialan, you have been in the fork in the road from the beginning, and it is not unfair to be today!"

Yuantong's aura surged and his realm rose layer by layer. After Seng Jialan died, all the three good paths and the three evil paths belonged to him.

This is the realm that monk Jialan dreams of. He only needs to unify good and evil, and deduce the six realms of reincarnation to great success, and the holy monk is expected.

Now, this opportunity has fallen on Yuantong. Can he refuse?
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