Chapter 1003 The Resurrection of the Skeleton God Cult
Inside the abbot''s room, all the problems that were arrested by Lu Yang were locked up here. Master Duan Chen was asking them one by one to make a judgment and see how they should deal with these people.
He heard the news from Lu Yang and the others, and suddenly stood up, his eyes wide open.
"What!"
Why are there so many things happening on this Buddha Festival?
The Buddha blessed him, fortunately he had the foresight and invited Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou, otherwise the chaos on the Buddha Festival would be even greater.
"Tell me what''s going on now?" Master Duanchen didn''t bother to ask about any lustful monk. Anyway, he couldn''t escape from being locked up here.
“Master, just let your spiritual consciousness be revealed.”
Master Duan Chen released his spiritual consciousness. Although the range of spiritual consciousness was not as large as that of Lu Yang and the other two, it was enough to see clearly the strangeness of the people.
Everyone had no expression on their faces, which was exactly the same as the symptoms of those who took the Forgetful Pill in the memory of the Three-Eyed Ghost Monk.
"According to our speculation, it is very likely that the problem lies in the canal river water. The people of Wuqing Cult poured a large amount of Forgetful Pills into the canal river water."
Lu Yang said his speculation, and Master Duan Chen''s face became more and more gloomy.
I was negligent, but I didn’t expect that there would be problems in the canal. This is indeed a method to quietly and efficiently spread the poison of forsakenness throughout Kaihuang City.
Master Duanchen realized the seriousness of the matter.
"What do the two donors think they should do?"
"The most urgent task is to stabilize the people. We have seen many ruthless actions along the way, abandoning our wife and children, and abandoning our troubles all the time. If we wait for a while, we will probably have a big trouble!"
"Old Meng and I discussed it while on the road. The forgotten Emotional Poison that was permeated in the air was far less poisonous than the entire Forgotten Emotional Poison. It is hard to say that the monks in the foundation-building stage should hold their breath and no longer absorb the forgotten Emotional Poison. The toxicity in the body should be able to pass quickly and return to normal."
The highest limit for this Buddhist competition for Buddha Festival is the Golden Elixir Stage, so the Golden Elixir Stage in Kaihuang City is much more than usual, which can be a great help.
"Old Meng and I tried to stabilize the people and let these monks hold their breath."
"As for the master, temporarily close Kaihuang Temple and don''t let pilgrims come in anymore. You will lead the monks to maintain order in the whole city."
"Okay, I will do it now. But how can the two masters stabilize the people while keeping their breath?" Master Duanchen was puzzled. Now the people of the city are ruthless, and the appeal of Lu Yang and the two of them has been greatly reduced. Will they be obedient?
“This is simple.”
As Lu Yang said, he took out the Bodhi tree species, drilled into the soil, used the tree planting technique to transform into the Bodhi clone, and then took out a black robe with a golden skull from the identity jade plaque and put it on the Bodhi clone.
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"Old guy, you''re just my mother. Don''t think I''ll do whatever you say. I don''t need you to make a decision in the future."
"I''m not doing this for your own good."
"Can I still harm myself?"
"You are just an ungrateful wolf, and I just pretend that you don''t have your son."
Similar conversations can be seen everywhere.
Feelings and interests are two important factors in maintaining social relations. When only interests are left after losing feelings, the original social relations are almost collapsed.
Kaihuang City is on the verge of collapse.
Suddenly, a muffled groan came from a distance, like a fist hitting the ground, the ground swaying and dust splashing.
Another buzzing sword broke through the air, breaking through the sound barrier, like thunder.
"Don''t run away!"
Three figures flew out of the sand and dust, and the sound of fighting continued, from far to near, becoming more and more intense, and finally descended over Kaihuang City, with a terrifying momentum.
Only then did people see clearly the images of the three figures.
"It''s Lu Jianxian and Meng Fozi."
"Who is the other person?"
"I can''t see clearly when wearing a black cloak."
Meng Jingzhou used the Arhat Fist, and his fist seal was brilliant, even more dazzling than the sun.
At the same time, he quietly tore up more than a dozen talismans, and the grand Buddhist voice came, as if hundreds of thousands of people were singing praises and chanting scriptures for Meng Jingzhou.
A light wheel appeared behind Lu Yang''s mind, which was formed by countless golden sword energy, which was sacred and as sacred as an immortal.
"The two of them are really capable." Under the black cloak, the Bodhi clone made a cold laugh.
"Who are you!" Lu Yang refused to take this compliment and angrily scolded his clone.
"The leader of the Skeleton God Sect, White Bone Man." The Bodhi clone released endless pressure, as if the sky was falling and the earth was sinking. The entire Kaihuang City was shrouded in this pressure, from the Nascent Soul monks to the people, they all crawled on the ground.
The people do not know what kind of cultivation the White Bone Lang is, but the Nascent Soul monks know.
This must be a powerful combination!
“It sounds like a cult.”
Bodhi clone was furious: "If you dare to insult the Divine Sect, then use this city as a sacrifice! Senluo Sword Formation!"
The sword formation with no power but extremely dynamic movement was laid down, and it was nailed to death in the void. A formation that looked like a pagoda appeared above Kaihuang City, which became smaller and smaller from bottom to top, just like a forest hell.
"Dare to slaughter the city! Huang Tian slaughtered the immortal fist!" Meng Jingzhou shouted.
"Destroy the Immortal Sword!" Lu Yang raised the Qingfeng Sword high, and the sword energy was a hundred meters long, and even the giant ship in the East China Sea could cut it with one sword.
The two of them used all their skills to follow Lu Yang''s Bodhi clone.
Everyone in Kaihuang City looked up at the air battlefield, worried that Bai Gulang would fall into the city with an aftermath of attack and hit them.
At the same time, under the command of Master Duanchen, the monks of Kaihuang Temple divided Kaihuang City and tried to reduce communication and movement among the people.
After hundreds of **** battles, the Bodhi clone finally gradually showed fatigue, unable to hold on, and showed a hint of ruthlessness.
"Okay, okay, you deserve the legendary Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou, they really deserve their name!"
"I want to protect the people in this city, right? I see how you protect them!"
“The Church of God will last forever!”
The Bodhi clone''s body expanded rapidly, and the incident happened too suddenly. Lu Yang and the other two had no time to stop it. They heard a bomb explosion. The Bodhi clone''s body exploded, and the black smoke rolled, floating in the air one after another.
Lu Yang''s expression suddenly changed: "No, it is the corpse and bone poison that was born from the sea of ??blood in the legend. If you inhale a mouthful of internal organs, it will shatter, and it will be difficult for the gods to save them!"
They tried hard to drive away the thick smoke, but accidentally spread the thick smoke everywhere.
When the people in the city heard this, they hurriedly hid in the room, while the monks held their breath one after another, without exception.
Lu Yang and the other two looked at each other and got it done.
As they expected, as long as the Jindan and Nascent Soul monks no longer absorb the Forgetful Love Poison, they will soon decompose the poison and return to normal.
They can also realize their abnormality just now and the strangeness in the city.
Just as Lu Yang and the others thought they would just control the situation, two figures came to the sky and looked at Lu Yang and the others coldly.
"I am worthy of being the apprentice of the Taoist Buyu. It really has some tricks."
Although he didn''t know these two people, Lu Yang could easily guess the identities of these two people: "The people from Wuqing Cult are the forgotten Vigor you released?"
(This chapter ends)