Chapter 1638: The Jiangshan River has talented people out of the generation
Huikong monk pulled out the Buddha beads in his neck, broke the string that connected the beads, loudly declared a Buddha's name, confined the power of thought in the beads, and his whole body shook, and those beads immediately scattered in all directions, one by one, towards the fierce souls that surrounded the two of them, and ejected them.
These beads were hung in front of the chest by the monk Hui Kong, every day to eat fasting Buddha, feel the sound of the Buddha, already have some magic power, but can not be compared with the monk Hui Cong's rosary beads, once the power, but it is also powerful, they have been ejected in the body of those fierce souls, with a series of screams sounded, those fierce souls were Buddha beads ejected out, the body of a moment of fluttering, but they quickly turned over and stood up again.
Monk Huikong grabbed Huicong and hurriedly said, "Master Huicong, let's go to Master Zenxin's nephew's place to hide first, if we continue to fight like this, it's only a matter of a cup of tea at the most, and we're bound to die!"
Monk Huicong looked towards the place where Wu Feng fought with the masked old Taoist with some concern, only to see a white shadow and a greenish-gray figure entangled in the fight, the fight was very exciting, in their surroundings, every now and then there will be a big tree was cut off, and then fell down with a bang, this kind of situation, it is obvious that the two people are using all their strength, the slightest carelessness, no matter which side has the risk of losing their lives.
Soon, monk Hui Cong felt his body tight, was pulled by monk Hui Kong and ran in the direction of Zen Xin, in the blink of an eye ran to the side of Zen Xin, Zen Xin is still sitting with his eyes closed, silently reciting the scriptures, Hui Kong and Hui Ming's arrival, can not let this little monk distracted, at this moment, Zen Xin has already settled, in his world, only the sound of the Buddha curls, he also transformed into a Buddha, universalizing all sentient beings, in his that young In his young face, the young face is a compassionate look, the world around him, and then he has no connection.
Afterwards, those evil souls that were bounced out by the Buddha beads one by one rolled over and bounced up, and together they pounced towards the side of the Zen Heart Little Monk, and they were about to step into the barrier that the Zen Heart Little Monk had set up with his mana. At this time, he saw that the masked old Taoist made a false move, and he shot three sword talismans in succession towards Wu Feng, and then he supported Wu Feng, and he leaped, jumped to the top of a tree, and he danced with the evil ghosts in his hands, and he saw that the black mist was rolling over and over. Between them, those evil spirits all stopped in their tracks, and just four or five feet away from the little monk Zen Xin, they turned around in unison, adjusted their direction, and ran towards Wu Feng together.
"Truly the rivers and mountains have talented people in their generations, the latter waves of the Yangtze River push forward the former waves, nowadays the ones who are out of the world are all teenagers, could it be that the poor Taoist is getting old?" Said here, could not help but sigh, added: "Poor Tao looked away again, that teenage monk is a powerful role, also, since you can't kill those monks, poor Tao will kill this teenage boy in front of you, it's not a loss!"
The masked old Taoist said and continued to wave the evil ghost beckon in his hand a few times, those ferocious souls came at a quick pace and surrounded Wu Feng under the big tree where the masked old Taoist was.
Hui Kong monk coughed several times, spat out a mouthful of blood foam, gasped: "Amitabha Buddha …… this old Taoist is too insidious, evil ghost beckoning such evil magic weapon, is not our ability to resist, poor monk death is not a pity, just can't result in this old Taoist's life, I wonder how many heroes and heroines have lost their lives in the jianghu! And how many heroes have lost their lives under his evil ghost beckon ……"