bantayden Chapter 175
Chapter 175
In the eyes of the brother and sister, the huge painted statue of Buddha was missing.
In its place, there is a pink, white-flowered mountain of flesh.
To be exact, a disgusting meat Buddha.
The huge body of the flesh Buddha can be seen everywhere with cracks open and closed, like a hungry mouth.
At the same time, with the rhythm of squirming, the eyes full of evil spirits opened, densely embedded in the entire mountain of meat, making the scalp numb.
The huge skull of the Buddha is wrapped in layers of granulation.
“This… This…… This is~”
Mu Changchuan snorted, stammering and unable to even say a complete sentence.
However, the eldest prince of Mufu still hugged Mu Nanxiang, who was almost collapsed in fright, into his arms.
The two black eyes of the meat Buddha are as black as the mouth of the urn, looking down on the two brothers and sisters condescendingly.
“Two believers, the five turbulent worlds, the world is like a prison, why don’t you enter my blissful world and share eternal life and happiness with the people of thousands of sufferings~”
“Buddha… Buddha!
Mu Changchuan’s teeth trembled, and his strands trembled like sieve chaff , “Little… The little one is … The eldest son of Mu Taki of Naiyun Prefecture, She… Shemei Mu Nanxiang. The
Grand Duke of Mufu took off a whole string of jade tied around his waist and respectfully handed it to the Meat Buddha.
“Small care, not respect.”
“Also… He also asked the Buddha to give Chuan a face. The
meat Buddha immediately laughed.
Laughter rolled through the world like thunder.
Suddenly.
The laughter came to an abrupt end.
The intense emotions made the dense meat buds wrapped in the skull of the meat Buddha sway wildly.
In the midst of the rumble, the cross-seated meat Buddha actually slowly stood up.
The huge head directly broke through the hall, and the bright yellow glazed tiles crackled and fell down a large piece.
Through the gap, looking at the flesh Buddha who was constantly looking left and right, looking around in all directions, Mu Changchuan was stunned: “What happened?!” Taking
advantage of the terrifying flesh Buddha’s attention on himself, Mu Changchuan immediately pulled Mu Nanxiang’s small hand, and the two brothers and sisters broke out of the crowd of motionless people and rushed for their lives.
Just broke out of the temple gate, Mu Changchuan, who was panicked, accidentally knocked a pilgrim to the ground.
The moment a woman of about twenty-four or five years old fell to the ground, her long body shattered like a porcelain bottle.
Fishy yellow corpse water, badly rotten flesh, and Bai Sensen’s skeleton, countless wriggling maggots.
Look around at hundreds of motionless pilgrims.
Mu Changchuan said with a palpitation: “Feelings, there are only two living people in the whole mountain, me and Xiang’er
~” “Vomiting~”
The strong smell of corpses was overwhelming, and Mu Nanxiang couldn’t help but lean over and gag.
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It took almost an hour to go up the mountain.
It took only a quarter of an hour to descend the mountain.
The two brothers and sisters almost climbed through the archway building, ran up the official road, did not dare to stop for a moment, and ran straight to Jingning Mansion.
Another quarter of an hour later.
The two brothers and sisters rushed into the north gate of Jingning Mansion.
On both sides of the main road of the central axis, small traders and hawkers, men and women, old and young, all stood straight.
In the click, the sea of people stiffly twisted their heads, and their empty and numb eyes stared coldly at the two brothers and sisters.
“I know, the whole city is just two big living people!”
The frightened Mu Changchuan pulled Mu Nanxiang to turn around and pull out his legs and flee wildly.
However, the two did not run far, and suddenly there was a boom, and the sky shattered.
Lang Lang Qiankun suddenly darkened.
When the two brothers and sisters who were sitting on the ground slowed down, they couldn’t help but be torn apart when they looked at what they saw in front of them.
In the dim world, the blood mist was mist, and rivers of blood fell from the heavenly dome.
In the direction of Kek Lok Temple, endless forest bones are built as majestic mountains.
“Roar~”
In the earth-shaking roar, the bone mountain cracked, and a majestic Buddha slowly stood up.
It was so huge that his upper body towered into the depths of extreme heights, and even the cloud of blood mist lingered around his body.
Feet on thick soil, blue on the head.
Mu Changchuan stared at the giant Buddha blankly, as if he had been cast a body-fixing technique.
Mu Nanxiang: “Hehehe, the rivers and lakes are not fun at all, I want to go home!”
Suddenly, a loud crane chirp came from the west.
The two brothers and sisters looked up in unison.
But I saw three huge white cranes, the first breath was still far away in the sky, and the next breath was close at hand.
During the fierce wind hunt, three white cranes landed on the head of the north city of Jingning Fu.
The walls supported by the mammoth crane body are incomparably small.
The sharp crane claws directly grasped the rubble of the thick wall that had lasted for thousands of years.
Three white cranes on their backs, straddling three people.
A middle-aged, a teenager, a woman.
All three were dressed in loose flowing white robes.
On the back of the robe, two large characters of the dragon flying phoenix dance, bright red as blood, are for ‘swagger’.
A middle-aged man carrying a sword.
Its silver hair fluttered in the wind, twisting the silver snake like a root.
The left half of the face is studded with a blood-red birthmark from top to bottom, extremely thin and extremely long.
Starting half an inch from the upper half an inch of the eyebrow, straight down, splitting through the lacquered pupil, and ending when the tip of the nose is parallel.
There seemed to be a blood-colored rapier imprinted on his face.
Mu Changchuan also saw that in the pupil of the man’s right eye, there was an extremely clear word ‘kill’.
The boy on the left hand side of the middle-aged man, about seventeen or eight years old.
The sword eyebrows fell into the sideburns, and the eyes entered the Lang Xing.
The forehead is gorgeous and the birthmark is split, like opening the eyes of the sky.
The woman on the right hand side of the man is cold as frost, very young, about a peach and plum year.
The red birthmark on the left cheek is like a cluster of burning flames.
Beautiful like a fairy coming out of a New Year painting.
“Master,”
the young man looked up at the majestic giant Buddha and asked, “Are the land immortals?” The
middle-aged man shook his head: “It’s a little worse, it’s a pseudo-immortal.” Woman
: “Master, do you want to use the ancient immortal weapon?”
“No need.”
The middle-aged man didn’t even get off the crane’s back, and shouted at the giant Buddha: “The Buddha country is a barrier, and the lord of the Swaggering Mountain Bloom Cave is here.”
“You have used the art of deceiving the heavens, concealed the sky and crossed the sea, entrenched here for nearly two years, committed heinous acts of unforgiveness, and swallowed millions of innocent lives alive.”
“Those who follow the heavens live, and those who go against the heavens die.”
“Evil obstacles lie down!”
The man’s voice rumbled across the heavens and the earth.
“Hahaha!”
The giant Buddha laughed wildly.
The laughter was so strong that it was earth-shattering.
“Chaowen Dao, it’s okay to die at night!”
“Those who want to ask the Dao, the sky can also kill!”
During the great earthquake, the giant Buddha rushed in the direction of Jingning Mansion and slowly raised a huge paw.
The fierce wind driven by the soles of the feet as they moved forward pulled the blood mist in the sky into two magnificent blood seas that constantly collided and merged.
Buddha shadow in the fog, walking boundlessly.
Looking at the huge paw that slowly fell like a piece of sky.
Mu Changchuan and Mu Nanxiang’s brothers and sisters were suffocating at the same time.
“Use millions of innocent lives as stepping stones on the path of cultivation.”
“Mo Yan, you can’t ask the avenue, even if you ask, it’s just a clown.”
“Such a vicious disciple should be crushed into ten thousand pieces!”
The middle-aged man who called Rouran clenched his palm and made a fist and gently handed it out to the giant Buddha.
Mu Changchuan and Mu Nanxiang will never forget this day.
With just one punch, the silver-haired man blasted the towering Buddha into powder.
That punch made the brother and sister only feel that the sky was above.
An indomitable punch pressed the lofty mountains out of an extremely wide road to heaven.
“Next, it’s the girl who has been resurrected several times and on a large scale~”
The middle-aged man whispered.