With a shake of the iron chain, Xiong Kui's short body was instantly swept away, crashing into the wall and sliding down like a rag bag. Peak 23S.
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hiss!
Amidst the gasps, all the murderers retreated, and no one dared to move forward.
"snort!"
Buddha snorted coldly, not caring about the flash of rune brilliance on the iron chain.
Wu Ming's pupils suddenly shrank like needlepoints.
This person's strength was definitely higher than what he had imagined. He couldn't help but rack his brains to recall which descendant of the Buddhist family had fallen to such a point!
"Little baby, it seems that you have to sacrifice one of your legs to my Buddha!"
Buddha suddenly raised his hand and grasped it in the air towards Wu Mingli. An invisible force was swallowed up, and it actually grabbed his body and flew into the air.
Wearing heavy shackles and adding runes to his body, he can actually shoot objects from the air!
"snort!"
Wu Ming's face changed wildly, and he clung to the railing with both hands and feet, but he still couldn't stop the strong pull and gradually slipped away.
"Ahem, Old Lu, this old monk has gone crazy. If this kid dies here, we will all have to pay for it!"
Xiong Kui vomited blood, and a dark light appeared in his short and thin body. He actually expanded in a circle at a speed visible to the naked eye. The shackles on his arms and legs flashed wildly, and he rushed towards the Buddha like crazy.
"Let's go together. This boy is the heir apparent of Prince Wu's residence. Although Prince Wu's residence is no longer famous, he is also a direct descendant of the military strategist. The old Prince Wu's relationship in the capital is complicated. If something happens to him here, the legalists and military strategists will not be able to spare us!"
Lu Bing hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward.
Unlike Xiong Kui's enlargement, Lu Bing's body suddenly shrank in size with a flash of light, and amid a burst of crackling sounds, his aura became even sharper and terrifying!
"Come on, come on together!"
Out of fear of the Buddha, everyone looked hesitant, but thinking of the consequences, they couldn't help but take action.
Wow!
The clanging of the iron chains continued, and under the Buddha's long and messy hair, light and shadow flashed past, vaguely resembling the shape of some kind of flower, and seven or eight people were swept away in an instant.
"Ah, my hands, my feet!"
For a while, there were wailings and screams.
Even under confinement, Buddha still showed terrifying strength, stronger than Lu Bing and Xiong Kui, but he could only last two rounds before vomiting blood and falling to the ground.
Snap!
Almost at the same time, Wu Ming could no longer hold on and was grabbed by the neck by Buddha.
The long nails were like ice blades, seeming to pierce the skin, giving him goosebumps, as if his neck would be pinched the next moment.
No matter how hard you try, you can't move the iron-like pliers in your hand!
"Little doll, if you have the opportunity to appear in front of me, is it... eh?"
Just as Buddha was about to make a move, his eyes suddenly froze, his messy hair suddenly danced wildly, and he revealed an ancient, shocked face. He stared at the Tridacna Buddha bead exposed on Wu Ming's left wrist and said sternly, "Boy, Buddha
Where did the treasure come from?”
"Buddha's fate!"
Wu Ming's face turned purple and he almost lost his breath. He managed to spit out two words.
Bang!
Before he finished speaking, Wu Ming was able to break free from the restraints and fell to the ground. He gasped for air and moved backwards using his hands and feet, trying to get further away from the terrifying Buddha.
Xiong Kui and Lu Bing looked at the blood marks on each other's faces and smiled bitterly. They thought that if the young man had taken out the Buddha treasure earlier, he would not have suffered this much.
In fact, who would have thought that the Buddha, who looks like a crazy demon and eats human legs, would have such a big reaction to a Buddha treasure?
"Amitabha! The true self is at ease, cause and effect arise..."
Buddha seemed to be in a daze, said a series of confusing Zen words, grabbed Wu Ming, and walked straight into the darkness.
Wu Ming couldn't muster any strength and struggled in vain, so he could only let Buddha drag him.
"Lord Buddha!"
Xiong Kui's face changed wildly and he wanted to stop him, but was frightened by a cold look.
He could feel that if he dared to take action again, he would definitely die!
"This son is destined to be my Buddha. Today the Buddha is going to ferry him, so you should avoid him!"
In the darkness, the sound of the dragging chains suddenly stopped, and everything seemed to stop at this moment.
The deer and the bear both gasped, their eyes were shocked, and they did not dare to neglect. They quickly stopped the exercise, endured the pain of the confinement in their bodies, and pushed everyone to the railing with all their hands, facing the corridor.
, forming a human wall.
In an instant, the terrifying and majestic aura flashed out, but disappeared in an instant like water leaking out!
"ah!"
The shrill screams rang out and went on for an unknown amount of time until they became hoarse and became inaudible!
Xiong Kui couldn't help but want to look back several times, but Lu Bing stopped him and had to hold back.
At this moment, no one saw the faint golden light flashing in the darkness, like a strange flower blooming or an orchid in the empty valley!
It's just that this flower light disappeared in a flash, as if it appeared out of thin air, and as if it had never existed before!
…
"Uh... Phew!"
I don't know how long it took, but Wu Ming woke up and stood up violently. He ran his hands around his body and found nothing unusual before letting out a long breath.
"Something's wrong, why is the heat flowing continuously in the acupoints? This is... this is the second layer of the "Golden Bell"!"
Suddenly, Wu Ming's eyes narrowed and he noticed changes in his body. He couldn't help but recall what happened before he fell into coma. He lowered his head and glanced at the Tridacna Buddha beads on his wrist, and then looked around.
I saw two big faces, who came closer at some point and looked at him with smiles on their faces.
The murderers around them all had weak auras and stayed far away from here as if they were hiding from the plague.
"What are you doing? If you have anything to say, tell me quickly. Don't let people misunderstand that I have any bad habits!"
Wu Ming said angrily.
"Ahem, hey, little prince, calm down, the old bear said some stupid things before, just to scare you, there is no malice!"
Xiong Kuiqian smiled and poked Lu Bing.
"Young prince, Lao Xiong and I are both upright and upright old men, so we can't do dirty things like that!"
Lu Bing patted his chest angrily, as if he wasn't the one who wanted to use Wu Ming's "back door" before.
All the murderers rolled their eyes involuntarily, and a few of them touched the 'back door' with aggrieved expressions, thinking to themselves, if this is really the case, what happened to those people who were killed before?
"Little Prince, you have a noble status and will definitely go out safely. I, Old Bear..."
Xiong Kuixian had a ferocious face and glared fiercely at the thugs around him. Then he carefully took out a rag from his arms and handed it to Wu Ming. The expression on his face seemed to be reluctance and pleading, but he didn't say it clearly.
"I understand!"
Looking at the blood stains looming on the rag, Wu Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, nodded silently, and took it into his arms.
"I, Old Xiong, can only repay the kindness of the old prince and young prince in my next life!"
Xiong Kui was so ecstatic that he kowtowed nine times before standing up, pushing Lu Bing, walked to the corner and squatted down, his shoulders vaguely shaking a few times.
"Young prince, I, Lu Bing, know what kind of thing I am. I will spend my whole life waiting here to die. I just want to ask you a favor. If I have a chance, I will definitely die!"
Lu Bing looked at Wu Ming helplessly, holding the same bloody rag in his hands, his tall body just kneeling like this, as if Wu Ming would kneel to death if he didn't agree.
Wu Ming frowned slightly, wanting to say that he should kneel down if he wanted to, but Lu Bing's eyes and vaguely guessed plea made him agree.
There is gold at the knees of a man, and it can make a great man kneel down and pray, and he is a powerful man who has been well-known in the past. It must be something beyond his life.
Carrying two rags in his arms, Wu Ming felt heavy. This seemingly unfounded trust was really heavy!
"For these two murderous men to be like this, I'm afraid it has something to do with this Buddha!"
Wu Ming's eyes became extremely deep.
Although it was dark there, I could still clearly feel that there was a skinny figure covered in iron chains, sitting cross-legged.
"master……"
Wu Ming just wanted to get up, but was interrupted as he spoke.
"Little baby, the fate between you and me is over. There is no need to inquire about the root cause, Amitabha!"
In the darkness, Buddha's unique hoarse voice came, with a hint of indescribable weakness in its harshness.
"ah!"
Wu Ming wanted to ask again, but suddenly his mind was in chaos, as if countless golden lights were emerging. He hugged his head in pain and screamed, curling up into a ball.
The strange thing is that the bear and the deer, who had been very respectful to Wu Ming before, looked like their lives depended on each other, only hesitated and struggled for a moment, then turned their heads and stopped looking.
After a while, Wu Ming gradually stopped crying in pain, stopped rolling, and started breathing heavily.
"Thank you, Master!"
Although the pain was unbearable, Wu Ming still managed to get up and kowtow respectfully into the darkness.
He didn't say what he was thanking for, and there was no reply in the darkness. There was silence.
"It turns out to be the "Yi Jin Sutra" in the foundational scripture of Buddhism. Although there is no "Marrow Cleansing Sutra", to me, it is nothing less than a great blessing. Who is this old monk...could it be him?"
After half an hour, Wu Ming's breath gradually calmed down, and he carefully looked through the extra things in his mind.
It just confirmed that in addition to the "Yi Jin Jing", there is also a more obscure scripture, whose entire body is composed of golden dots of model text, which is deeply imprinted in the memory, or deep in the soul.
Except for the vaguely identifiable word "经", I don't recognize the rest at all.
"Could it be the "Diamond Sutra"? Impossible. Even if the old monk taught me the "Marrow Cleansing Sutra" for some reason, this kind of thing has happened before, but the "Diamond Sutra" is the supreme treasure of Buddhism.
It is impossible to leak this direct inheritance!"
Although I thought it might be some kind of profound Buddhist scripture, when I thought about the importance of the Diamond Sutra, I rejected it directly.
"Something's wrong, there seems to be something else?"
Wu Ming frowned deeply and recalled carefully that before he fell into coma, he seemed to have seen the shadow of a mysterious and unparalleled flower, but he searched all over his body and couldn't find it.
"Two Buddhist secrets are not taught, and they have such profound cultivation skills that they can be directly initiated and passed on!"
Wu Ming's eyes flickered, he vaguely guessed the Buddha's identity, and decided in his heart that he must visit the Shaolin Temple if he had the chance.
However, I couldn't believe that the legendary figure was actually imprisoned on the third floor of the Tianlao, and was also imprisoned with a group of artistic conception warriors.
Logically speaking, he must be locked up in the deepest part of the ninth floor of the prison.
Moreover, according to Buddhist rules, even if you rebel against the monastery and leave the monastery, you will clean up the family by yourself and will never end up being imprisoned in the heavenly prison of the imperial court.
This made Wu Ming even more curious.
Looking at the fear of the Buddha from deer, bears and other murderers, it is obvious that they do not know his identity and origin, and even if he asked them, they probably would not tell him.