Chapter 1942 The Buddha's Bone Comes Out, The Buddha Appears
Maoshan, which was still in ruins last night, has regained its former vitality today. The Maoshan disciples had no idea what happened last night, and they just took a nap.
Because when the ordinary disciples were transferred to the Great Witch Girl Cave Heaven, Qinglong was already stunned.
Maoshan was on track again, and the nine monks also returned to their previous house and continued to shape the golden body for Xiao Yu.
The monk said that shaping the golden body only allowed Xiao Yu to have better muscles and bones, but it is still unlikely that they could have the ability to resurrect Xiao Yu.
After one stop last night, Maoshan's fame swept across the Yin and Yang realms within two days.
Some of the mountain gates that were watching the fun before have had to correct their attitude again.
The fame of the top ten Yinshangs has once again made people realize their strength through different channels.
On the night when Wuji City Lord and his friends went to Maoshan, the Yinsi Army launched a big counterattack at the first time. Several ghost immortals took action at the same time. Without the enemy's ghost immortals, they successfully captured the twenty-eight ghost cities around Wuji City. Wuji City fell directly, shocking the high-level officials of hell.
"Xiao Yu, I will tear you into pieces."
After the Lord of Wuji City returned to hell and found that Wuji City had fallen, he couldn't help but roaring to the sky.
"The Lord of Wuji City, the Holy Lord of Huangquan and the Black-winged Angel said to help, why didn't the other party appear in such a mess?
Could it be that he was waiting to play with us?"
In one day, the ghost immortal who left the city lord Wuji lost his job. Although he could not starve to death, it was a great shame and would live a life of being buried under someone else's roof like a dog that was stranded.
"Everyone, I'm so sorry to everyone!
I lied to you, I didn’t see the Holy Lord of the Yellow Springs, and I didn’t see the Black Winged Angel.
In order to give everyone peace of mind, I said that they were guided, and I hope everyone will forgive me!"
Wuji really regrets it now. The transaction was so poor that he lost money. A Maoshan disciple was not killed, but he was defeated by his own soldiers and generals, making wedding dresses for Maoshan.
When the other ghost immortals heard this, they couldn't help but shake their heads. It was over, and they had no choice.
"What will the city lord do next? Should he surrender to another military camp or settle down elsewhere?"
The woman carrying the child asked again.
"I want to go to the 100,000 mountains where strength is the most respected. If you don't dislike me and go with me, I will definitely not treat everyone badly."
No matter where, his strength is the Dinghai Dingjian. Although the Lord of Wuji City is already very strong, there is only one person after all.
No matter how strong the flea is, one person can’t hold up a quilt, so it still needs a team.
"Oh, if it were the case, I would never agree, but now..."
An old man shook his head and sighed.
"If we go back like this, we will definitely be punished for military merit. Maybe we will stay in prison for a hundred years, so I will leave with the Lord of Wuji.
With the strength of a few of us ghost immortals, which mountain dares to be our enemy and make a comeback in the future. At that time, we are going to find the ten Yin generals to repay today's humiliation."
The stronger your strength, the more arrogant you are. Today, more than a dozen ghost immortals were played with by a group of ghost coaches, which was even more uncomfortable than killing them!
"Since I'm going to go to prison when I go back, I agree to go to the 100,000 mountains. From now on, everyone will be grasshoppers on the same rope."
After a brief discussion, the few people made a decision and prepared to go to the 100,000 mountains to hide their names and make plans for the future.
"I want to go to a place before I leave!"
The Lord of Wuji City said in a low voice as cold as frost.
"where?"
"Yangshi, Shimo Village!"
A sneer appeared on the face of the Lord of Wuji City, and then he walked forward first, and several other ghost immortals hurriedly followed.
Xiao Yu's parents, children, and the Lord of Wuji City had already heard the news, but he was disdainful to hurt a mortal. He wanted to defeat Xiao Yu in front of Xuanmen, but he was very dissatisfied with the result today.
Wuji was really angry, so he had to take this step.
He believed that as long as Xiao Yu's relatives were captured, Xiao Yu would go to him even at the end of the world. At that time, the other party was the lamb to be slaughtered.
"Wuji, we are too strong and we will be discovered as soon as we go out.
I think it would be better to go to the 100,000 mountains first, and after having a place to settle down, let the little ghosts catch them. Wouldn't the gods know that at that time?"
A ghost immortal suggested to Wu Xuan.
"Yes, everyone has seen the past few days. Yang Shi is ready, so he should not go again. Once he is caught by the guardian immortal, we don't even have a chance to leave."
Under the dissuasion of the two ghost immortals, the Wuji City Lord finally nodded. It is true that he wants to take revenge, but he will not lose his mind.
A week later, in the room behind Maoshan Hall, several Buddhist abbots slowly retracted their magic powers, and the ancient Buddha behind them slowly dissipated.
Look at Xiao Yu in the soul-raising coffin, the bones all over his body, including those meridians that look like spider webs, have emitted golden light.
Lao Bai and the sloppy Taoist stood behind, looking anxiously. It took nine days for these abbots to shape the golden body for Xiao Yu. After all, it took him nine days to calculate that a relic happened to be refined in one day, which was really a long time.
At this moment, the golden light suddenly appeared in the soul-raising coffin, as if some genius treasure was about to be born.
Everyone looked at the coffin at this moment.
Slowly, the sound of chanting scriptures sounded in the room, and countless swastika symbols fell in the air. Illusory lotus flowers bloomed in the air, and then fell, surrounding the soul-raising coffin for a long time.
Xiao Yu's corpse slowly floated up at this time, and the golden bones all over his body emitted golden light.
Then, the corpse began to move, and then began to sit cross-legged. Behind him, a barefoot Buddha with a halo behind his head appeared inside.
"Amitabha...."
A group of monks recited the Buddha's name at the same time, and then began to recite the scriptures.
The corpse sat cross-legged in the air, and then the golden light on the other party's body began to dissipate, and the Buddha behind him slowly disappeared.
Then, the corpse fell into the coffin again, and everything returned to peace.
Lao Bai, Zhuge and others were all excited. Xiao Yu had already given them peace of mind when he was like that. As long as Xiao Yu is resurrected now, he will definitely be stronger than before.
After a long time, several abbots opened their eyes, and then several people came to the edge of the coffin, as if they were enjoying the artwork, and nodded with great satisfaction.
"The bones of Xiao Zhenjun's body have been transformed into Buddha's bones. If he can enter my Buddhism, it will be the rise of my Buddhism."
The abbot of the White Horse Temple said with some envy.
"Yes, the whole body of Buddha bones has never appeared in my Buddhism. Even if there is one, he has become a Buddha Bodhisattva!"
"We have done everything we can do. Now we can only look at Xiao Zhenjun himself, and no one can help him.
This time may be very long, maybe it is very short, so please wait patiently.”
Several monks took two steps back, and then the abbot of Putuo Mountain waved his hand, closed the lid of the coffin again, and everyone left one after another.
Chapter completed!