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Chapter 92 Meteor Strike

The monk was gradually surrounded by golden light. Gradually, in front of Ming and many people passing by, a golden circle appeared under his body that was sitting cross-legged in meditation. Behind him, a golden Buddha seal with a swastika appeared, slowly rising.

Sky……

Mani Buddha can fly, so Ming guessed that this monk's strength is unfathomable. If he is really a person from the Western Paradise, it is definitely not surprising that he can fly. Therefore, Ming is not surprised, but he is not sure why such a monk appears again and again.

In front of Yiyun?

The flying body of the monk gradually surpassed the tall wall of Poxie City, and kept flying into the sky. Outside and inside Poxie City, many NPCs saw the golden monk in mid-air, and they all hurriedly knelt on the ground. "Amitabha, Bodhisattva"

Bless! Bodhisattva bless..." Many wishes were shouted from the mouths of many NPCs, making it so confusing that even a complete wish could not be heard clearly.

In Breaking Evil City, there are nine hundred and ninety-nine swords stuck on the top of the tall building of the main hall of the city. Originally, Yiyun made the Zhen Sect Sword Formation on the top of Zixiao Sword Sect Mountain before the opening of the Three Realms. It was later moved to the main hall of Breaking Evil City.

It is placed on top, and the sword soul of each sword has been extracted and put into the God-killing sword made by the magic chain. The one in the center is a magic sword, with magic properties similar to Beiluo Zishan's.

The magic sword is also the center of the sword array.

The murderous NPCs in Breaking Evil City looked at the monk who was flying higher and higher, with his golden light shining brightly. They looked at each other in surprise. The monk had not entered the city, which was within the range that they had to attack. Moreover, the monk was flying higher and higher, so high that even his sword energy could not reach him.

Even if they really flew into the city, they could only watch from below, and there was nothing they could do against the monk.

Ming looked at the NPCs kneeling on the ground inside and outside the city gate, and on the official road, and smiled helplessly. Even the NPCs living in Poxie City usually planned to burn incense and worship the God of Poxie—that is, the statue of Yiyun, but for several years,

The worship and respect for the Buddha, which has been accumulated from generation to generation, was still ignited in an instant after the monk performed it like a living Buddha in this world.

Every evil city has an evil god. In the center of the square of the Evil City, there is a pitch-black figure. It is shaped by Yiyun holding the Beiluo Zixiao Sword and looking at the sky with an expressionless face. The whole body is pitch black and has an evil aura.

Some of the NPC literati in Poixie City received money from heartbroken people, and some did it to write books that could be sold for money. Anyway, they made up many stories about how the Poxie God killed evil spirits. History is spread everywhere, and there are such things in Poxie City.

Zhuixie City and Luanxie City are no exception. Xiao Yunxi, the God of Chaos and Evil in Luanxie City, was shaped by the NPC literati Mo Shi into a god who is frightened by evil spirits and causes thousands of evil demons to fall into chaos without fighting; Zhuixie God's Sword in Zhuixie City

Ruyan was shaped by scholars and scholars into a god who could only die no matter how powerful the evil demon was. She would chase her for thousands of miles, to the sky and into the earth, and could not escape in the end for hundreds of thousands of years.

He was shaped by literati into a god who could kill evil spirits with a divine sword.

On weekdays, this body sculpture has become the object of worship for many NPCs. The Justice League has also made many statues of different sizes, even made of gold, decorated with gems, and sold to NPCs in the name of being personally blessed by the evil god. Those with money

The NPCs would not hesitate to bring those statues back to their homes to worship them. In order to increase the sales of expensive evil statues, people were specially organized to pay attention to the situations of the wealthy NPCs. If they encountered difficulties,

So he secretly took care of the trouble for them, so those wealthy NPCs didn't know what was going on, and thought it was the blessing of the evil god. They described their personal experiences in the NPC circle with great excitement. Gradually, the expensive evil god statue became a favor.

With the financial resources successfully developed by Heartbroken, many low-priced, affordable, and high-priced evil god statues are flowing to various places. The reputation of the evil god of Sanxie City has also become louder in the NPC world...

The monk flew higher and higher, and more and more NPCs knelt down to worship him.

The statue of the God of Breaking Evil in the center of the Square of Breaking Evil City gradually lit up with a deep purple light... Although the light was not as dazzling as the golden light, it soon attracted the attention of many people. At the foot of the statue, there was a circle of deep purple

The Taiji light image rippled and spread across the hundred-foot square garden; behind the statue, when a deep purple full moon formed, a deep purple flame burned fiercely...

"Ah, the Evil God, the Evil God has appeared!" the NPCs exclaimed. Many people in the world who were doing business in the Evil City were shocked. They had been in and out of the Evil City many times, and had never seen the legendary figure of justice appear in such a bizarre way.

change……

Shaping the body, a hollow voice sounded, resounding hundreds of miles away from Poxie City...

"Kill the evil gods, break the evil and be born. Buddhas and immortals are enemies, and the evil city cannot enter!"

The nine hundred and ninety-nine swords on the top of the high building of the main hall of Breaking Evil City lit up with deep purple light, and were instantly engulfed by the burning deep purple purple sky flames. They turned in unison and turned into nine hundred and ninety-nine deep purple flames.

The light dragged a long tail of light across the void in an instant like a shooting star chasing the moon, and shot towards the monk who was covered in golden light in mid-air!

The swastika-shaped golden Buddha seal suddenly enlarged, becoming two, two, four, four, eight... In the blink of an eye, it turned into a large piece, surrounding the monk's body. Bundles of deep purple sword energy shattered the golden Buddha seals one after another.

, and turned into a swirling dark purple sword energy storm, swallowing up countless golden Buddha seals in an instant, quickly breaking through the protection around the monk's body... The sky was filled with dots of golden light that were transformed into golden Buddha seals that were crushed, like golden light.

Like a curtain of rain, it fell to the ground...

The monk in mid-air fell to the ground like a meteor, and nine hundred and ninety-nine swords immediately flew back to the top of the main hall of Breaking Evil City. The light of the breaking evil god's body in the square also quickly disappeared, and returned to its usual dark and calm appearance.

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"Amitabha, the female donor didn't tell the monk that the evil god's body shaper would hit people! The monk was almost injured. Amitabha, we can't enter this evil city. The monk hasn't seen many sights yet!" The monk patted the body left behind after falling to the ground.

Dusty shouted, but there was no tone of complaint, nor was there any anger that he suspected of being cheated.

Ming looked at Yiyun blankly, even though she knew clearly that it was definitely not the result of Yiyun's manipulation. Because the power displayed by the evil god's body sculpting at that moment was too strong and unbelievably strong. It was definitely not something that Yiyun's function could achieve. Based on Ming's speculation,

It is about five times more powerful than Yiyun's skill at the moment. Yiyun's confused expression also clearly shows that he originally knew nothing about the evil god's body shaping having such a combat effect, and even the state changes of the evil god's statue were not brought up in advance.

Give him any feeling.

Ming suddenly realized that Xie Cheng's body shape seemed to be like the guardian beast of the main altar, with similar combat power to resist attacks, and it was probably amplified at least five times according to the change of the city lord's combat power.

"Is the monk okay? This is the first time we have witnessed the appearance of the evil god."

The monk had already dusted off his body and held his chin thoughtfully. His posture was not as solemn and solemn as when he was chanting sutras just a moment ago. Instead, he looked like a casual market person who didn't care about his manners at all. "Amitabha, it's a pity.

Oh, what a pity..."

"Oh? What a pity." Ming asked curiously, feeling more and more that this monk was elusive. He seemed to have a purpose, but also seemed to have no purpose and was just doing it casually.

"Amitabha, donor, you should change the name of the statue of the evil god. Just call him Evil Buddha, the evil Buddha who specializes in subduing demons. Donor, think about it, creating a city that destroys evil out of thin air can also make you famous and make up some stories.

But it is difficult after all. If you put the name of Buddha on it, it will be easier for people to believe it. There are many Buddhas in the Western Paradise. How many Buddhas do people in the world know? What stories are made up by literati and poets and spread widely?

, people only know those Buddhas? Amitabha, Guanyin Bodhisattva, Ksitigarbha... In fact, there are more than a thousand times more Buddhas in Western Paradise than these! You said that there are evil Buddhas in Western Paradise who specialize in subduing demons and demons, Duohua

Let the literati work hard to compile it, then there will be a disciple of the Tathagata who practiced for ten thousand years to become a Buddha and save the world. Who in the world can find out whether the Tathagata has such a disciple? There are many literati and scholars who have compiled it, and it has been circulated a lot.

Yes, if you don’t have it, you will have it.”

The monk talked so eloquently that Ming was stunned. It was hard to believe that he was a monk. He was a magician and a charlatan. How could he say such slanderous words about the Buddha? And he said it so casually and so naturally.

, so nonchalant!

"Are you a monk or not?"

"Amitabha, of course a monk is a monk." The monk replied with a comfortable smile.

"Then you dare to slander Buddha? Aren't you afraid of going to hell?" Ming asked. She was really too curious about this monk and couldn't understand it. But the monk still smiled freely. "Amitabha, the monk has Buddha in his heart, the female donor, hell.

It no longer exists, so what kind of hell does the monk have to fear?"

The monk chuckled, and after finishing speaking, he put his chin on his hand and thought seriously. "Evil Buddha destroys evil... The color can be changed or changed. Although dark purple can also make up stories, it is not as good as gold.

"

"Why is dark purple not as good as gold?" Ming saw that Yiyun kept listening and walked away without getting impatient or bored. She also wanted to hear the monk continue.

"Amitabha, does the female donor know why the Buddha's light is golden?" the monk asked with a smile. Ming actually knew, but deliberately pretended not to know and shook her head. "The female donor knew, but the female donor didn't say anything and deliberately wanted to listen to the monk. Okay, female.

The donor wanted to hear it, so the monk said that in the past, gold was the color of royal robes and was the most noble. Gold is something that everyone loves. If Buddhism wants to preach, of course gold is the best. It shows nobility and is lovable. Everyone sees gold.

, after listening to the Buddha’s magical powers, I think of imperial power and gold. How lovable are you? If you use a dark color, like the gray on the bottom of a pot, people will not like it!” (To be continued. If you

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