Chronicles of the Kingdom of Heaven

The ghost king roared again and again, swept through the wellhead with layers of coercive sound waves, Lin Fei and others who were falling fast had to transport Zhenyuan to resist, even then, the corners of the mouth were overflowing with blood, as they Falling down like a meteor, the ghost's coercion gradually faded away, until it was no longer felt.

There are two feet long at the wellhead of the Buddha Well, all the way to the underground, no one knows how deep this well is, or what is waiting for them at the bottom of the well, and each waits for it. Qiao Zhifang's long bone umbrella blooms with colorful flowers, Pang Tong The whole body was covered with a layer of blood-red brilliance. The swordsmanship of Lin Fei, Wang Lingguan and Zhou Yun was astonishing. Xiri's sword spirit stood on top of everyone's head like a big sun. The bright light shrouded them all around and dispelled the darkness.

Lin Fei was looking down at the surrounding blue walls of the well, tens of thousands of years of time, the desert Buddha country disappeared, the spiritual spring was annihilated, and the walls of the Buddha well were covered with dust and dust, and occasionally there was a long crack However, a fierce and fierce atmosphere spread over it. It seems that there was an amazing battle under this not-large Buddha well.

Lin Fei lowered his eyes, looking at the thick black below, and his complexion.

The five people were falling like five streamers at a rapid speed. After a long time, they began to wonder if they were going to reach Huangquan Hell. When Qiao Zhifang finally couldn't help it, and wanted to speak, an extremely dazzling light suddenly spread out in front of his eyes!

The ultimate darkness turned into the ultimate bright, the bitter cold turned into the frightened Qiao Zhifang looked at everything in front of him, the fatigue around the body gradually disappeared, and could not help but murmured: "The whirling pure land, the master monk ..."

Suddenly came here from the environment of life and death, Wang Lingguan and others are not very adapted, everything in front of him is too real, the tree is a real tree, people are real people, the pure and soft Buddha light that covers the whole city is pure and soft, it is heart Comfortable and warm, for a time, they can't even tell what is illusory and what is real.

"Ah."

Lin Fei's sneer, like a sharp sword light cut into this pure and beautiful atmosphere, Wang Lingguan, who was originally soothed, and other people's hearts suddenly tightened, looking at him.

"What is a good monk, he even has a face to recite the scriptures here."

Lin Fei's voice was cold and his face was solemn. After finishing this sentence, he walked straight forward and walked to the high platform.

This move surprised Wang Lingguan and others.

"What are you doing ..."

Qiao Zhifang stared at Lin Fei with wide eyes, and even wanted to step forward to stop, but recalled that Lin Fei killed the ghost king, and finally dared not start.

"Brother Lin?" Wang Lingguan and Zhou Yun looked at Lin Fei.

Lin Fei looked straight at the immobile mountain above the platform, still reading the Buddha of the scriptures, and smiled coldly: "I have questions in my heart, I want to ask this good monk."

Lin Fei kept moving, separated the crowds that surrounded the high platform, and walked toward the high platform step by step.

The crowd lined up by Lin Fei looked surprised and all looked at him in confusion. Occasionally, some people wanted to stop him. When Lin Fei was turned away, Wang Lingguan and others looked at him and followed Lin Fei.

"stop."

When Lin Fei approached the high platform, four young brothers in Buddhist robes stopped in front of him. The four had a clear face, a tall posture, and clear eyes looked straight at Lin Fei. Words, but with a warning.

"Buddhist chanting is not allowed."

The four men folded their hands together and looked respectfully, humble but not humble.

For a time, all the Buddhas around looked at Lin Fei.

Qiao Zhifang's face was red, and others were embarrassed.

Lin Fei stood upright, his expression was indifferent, as if unreasonably making trouble was the four Buddhist monks who stopped him in front of him. He did not evade or back away, his eyes glanced over the faces of the four people and smiled coldly: "Outside this buddha well, the four of you have become evil spirits and eat people everywhere. Now what pretend to be a monk here with me? Let go."

Hearing this, the bodies of the four monks suddenly froze, the expression on their faces was empty for a moment, and the back was shameless, speechless, but did not move, but still stopped in front of Lin Fei.

"Let them come."

I don't know when the sound of the sermon on the platform stopped, and the Buddha stood up. From the perspective of Lin Fei and others, he could only see the back of the Buddha. His body was still shrouded in light golden Buddha light.

After the four monks saluted Lin Fei and others with their hands together, they slowly gave way.

Lin Fei looked at the high platform, jumped up, and blinked before the Buddha, followed by Wang Lingguan and others.

The closer you are to the Buddha, the more you can feel the pure atmosphere of the Buddha's body.

Lin Fei came to the Buddha, folded his hands together, slightly bent and nodded, and performed the Buddha ceremony.

He was blood-stained, his hair was messy, and there were large bloodstains on his cheeks. His fighting spirit had never dispersed, and he stood beside the Buddha, as if the pure white and the extremely black confrontation, but he looked politely. A Buddhist ceremony, but so smooth and natural.

The Buddha lowered his head and performed the same salute, silently and indifferently.

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