Chapter 653: God''s Pose (Add to the boss of the leader Yu Tomb~)


    The altar is simple and grand, with some evil.


    A jade mountain road leads directly to the altar.


    On both sides of the mountain road, there are two rows of demon statues kneeling, with ugly appearance but pious faces.


    But above the altar, it is empty...


    There are no candlesticks, no lamps, no sacrifices, and no offerings.


    There is only one luxurious altar.


    There is an oath table above the altar, which is also empty.


    I don’t know if the altar has not been built and the offerings were not placed.


    The Fire Buddha knew that the matter was exposed, so he withdrew his offerings in advance, destroyed the tribute, and covered up the traces.


    "This Fire Buddha...is too cautious..."


    Mo Hua muttered in a low voice.


    “It’s too stingy…”


    He looked around again and found that there were only rockery and demon statues that could not be moved away, and everything else was gone.


    Clean, just like a dog licked...


    Ink painting is a bit discouraging.


    This Fire Buddha is really stingy and he really doesn''t leave anything for himself...


    There is no spirit stone, no spiritual weapon, no meteorological technique.


    Even there is no "eat"...


    I stole my home and felt lonely.


    Mo Hua sighed.


    This big altar has nothing to steal...


    “What should I do next?”


    If I go back, I am unwilling to give up.


    Mo Hua frowned.


    He suddenly looked back at the altar.


    The feeling this altar gives him is very familiar.


    Mo Hua walked around the altar and looked around twice. Suddenly, he jumped onto the altar by chance and sat on the altar in a daze.


    In a trance, a simple and sacred meaning came to the body.


    A trace of undetected light flashed in Mo Hua''s eyes.


    The altar is glorious and solemn.


    The small-sized ink painting sits upright on it.


    There is a jade road in front of you, with hideous demons on both sides arching.


    Bronze maze, wild mountain formation.


    The mystery of the mystery, the formation of the formation, the endless mystery of the divine way is gathered in the middle of the altar, "entrusting" the throne of ink painting.


    Mo Hua blinked in confusion.


    He felt that his spiritual sense seemed a little different.


    But why is the specifics different? He can''t say...


    Mo Hua looked down and looked at it.


    This altar was clearly from other people, but in a daze, he felt that this altar seemed to be built for himself.


    He sat on the table with great peace of mind.


    And his spiritual sense is Shutai, he wants to eat sacrifices...


    “Sacrifice…”


    Ink painting looks around.


    No…


    There is no sacrifice at all.


    On the altar, there was nothing.


    Mo Hua sighed again.


    I''m hungry, but I have nothing to eat.


    He suddenly realized that in the ruined temple of the dry mountain, his "good friend" Huang Shanjun was lonely and depressed, without incense or offerings, drinking the rainwater leaking on the roof all day long and eating the bitterness of rotten steamed buns that came from somewhere.


    "Take some wine and meat when you have time and go to the ruined temple to see Shanjun..."


    It is a down-and-out mountain god, no one visits it, which is so pitiful.


    Ink painting is thinking about Huangshan Jun on his own, and doesn’t care about Huangshan Jun, whether he wants to see him.


    "Since there are no sacrifices on the altar, forget it..."


    Ink painting was not convenient for long sitting, so she got up and jumped off the altar.


    When he just jumped off the altar, Mo Hua was suddenly stunned.


    “Sacrifice…”


    Why am I thinking about offerings?


    and…


    What is my offering?


    He looked at the two rows of demon statues lying in front of him, then looked back at the empty pedestal, with a moment of contemplation, and then was startled by his thoughts.


    Mo Hua quickly shook her head and hid all these impolite thoughts in her heart.


    The most important thing now is Fire Buddha’s Fire Fallen Art!


    If you don’t get it now, this powerful forbidden technique will probably never have the chance to be with me.


    The purpose of improving the forbidden technique was ruined.


    "Where is the secret book of the Fire Fallen Technique..."


    Mo Hua tried to use the secrets of heaven to calculate, combine the secrets of heaven to calculate, and deduce the altar.


    But there seemed to be some ancient aura in the altar, which covered the secrets of heaven and the cause and effect, and the ink painting did not calculate anything.


    "Tianjiyan can''t count..."


    Mo Hua felt a little regretful, and immediately realized that it was not because Tianjiyan was not good, but because he was not capable enough.


    The cause and effect of the Fallen Fire Technique cannot be inferred.


    But the intuition of ink painting, the art of fire should be hidden in the altar.


    “Where will it be hidden?”


    Mo Hua frowned.


    He jumped onto the altar again and began to flip carefully, from the corner, edge, edge, and all the way to the upper stage.


    All the ink paintings were checked, but there was no trace of the formation.


    At this moment, the ink painting could only hear a "boom" outside.


    It seems that something shocking happened in the main hall.


    Mo Hua was stunned.


    "Is the winner determined?"


    "Are they still setting up some ambush for Fire Buddha and the others?"


    Just as the ink painting was confused, the entrance to the altar opened, and then a powerful, scorching breath of spiritual power appeared.


    This scent of breath is full of evil spirits.


    The expression of ink painting changed.


    Fire Buddha!


    He is back!


    Mo Hua immediately used the Five Elements Discovery Technique, then skillfully turned over to the back of the altar, climbed to the top of a huge demon statue to cover up his body.


    In a moment, the cassock was broken and the pale-faced Fire Buddha came back.


    His arms were covered with blood marks torn by the wind blade.


    His breath became much weaker, and his two flames on his chest were also slightly overdrawn.


    “Fuck Gu Changhuai!”


    "As sooner or later, I will peel your skin, burn your blood, and burn your meat to ashes to vent my hatred!"


    "Oh shit…"


    …


    Fire Buddha cursed while walking towards the altar.


    There was no "people" around him, and he was extremely angry, so he didn''t care about cultivation, nor did he wear the hypocritical cloak of Buddhism, and his words were vulgar.


    But in a blink of an eye, the evil aura on his body became stronger.


    The Fire Buddha was trembling all over, as if he could not suppress the violent evil spirit in his body. His lips turned white, his breath was disordered, and his eyes were covered with blood.


    He could only stop and meditate on the spot, clasped his hands together and chanted "Amitabha" with his mouth.


    "I am merciful, and I will overcome my suffering..."


    "Everything outside the world is empty, and the life and death of sentient beings are revolving..."


    "Even if you kill countless people and put down your butcher''s knife, you will be saved..."


    …


    The Fire Buddha "brainwashed" himself several times and finally calmed down his mood. His evil spirits were restrained in his body, and his face was neither happy nor sad.


    He slowly stood up again and continued to walk towards the altar.


    Walking to the altar, Fire Buddha knelt down respectfully.


    "The great cause has not been achieved and the success has failed. Please forgive me..."


    "A person who is ignorant and evil, does not know the truth of the world, destroys the great cause of the temple..."


    “They will pay the price…”


    "But before this, this place will be covered with dust. One day in the future, the sun will appear again and sacrifice to the Lord..."


    “God, forgive me for your sins…”


    Fire Buddha kowtowed again.


    Mo Hua listened silently behind her, frowning.


    Why is it the Lord?


    Who is the Lord?


    He thought that this was the altar of the "Lord of the Great Wilderness".


    Because he only knows the evil god, the Lord of the Great Wilderness. This Lord is an alias for "Lord of the Great Wilderness"?


    Or are other demons?


    When Mo Hua was wondering, he suddenly saw the Fire Buddha starting to bow his head and flirting with something on the ground.


    After a moment, he pressed a piece of brick and stone on the ground with his fingers.


    As the bricks and stones flashed, a thick old book appeared in the hands of Fire Buddha.


    Mo Hua was shocked when she looked at it.


    From the Fire Skill!


    That ordinary piece of brick and stone is a storage space?


    Ink painting feels bitter in his heart.


    Careless!


    Why didn’t I expect it?


    He also thought that the Fire Buddha would be able to seal things with formations.


    But he never expected that he just didn''t use formations, but simply used a piece of storage brick and stone to hide his secrets.


    Ink painting is helpless.


    I just suffered a loss of good quality of the formation.


    I think about solving everything with formations.


    I did not understand the difficulties of these monks who were not proficient in formations.


    Those who are good at wandering will drown, and those who are good at formation will also have a gap.


    Mo Hua secretly took it as a warning in her heart.


    The Fire Buddha unfolded the secret book of the Fallen Fire Technique in front of the ink painting, which was densely packed with key points of various techniques and was equipped with detailed illustrations.


    Ink paintings look jealous.


    Unfortunately, he couldn''t see clearly what was written on the secret book.


    Mo Hua was very anxious.


    This emotional fluctuation was instantly noticed by the Fire Buddha.


    He was suspicious and cultivated evil spirits, and was extremely sensitive to people''s joys, angers, sorrows, and happiness.


    "who?!"


    Fire Buddha said in shock.


    Mo Hua immediately shrank his head and held his breath and focused.


    The Fire Buddha stood up, his spiritual consciousness relaxed, and searched around the altar.


    Mo Hua was still a little worried at first, but after a moment, he saw that the Fire Buddha had no movement at all, and even his spiritual consciousness did not sweep past him, and he couldn''t help but feel confused.


    Mo Hua secretly looked up and saw the Huo Buddha''s face silenced and searching everywhere.


    But he only dared to look around outside the altar and search back and forth, and did not dare to approach the altar at all.


    It seems that this altar is an absolute forbidden place.


    Not only can you not get involved, you can’t even see, and your spiritual sense cannot be spy on it...


    Mo Hua muttered in her heart:


    "Is this Fire Buddha...so scared?"


    "It''s just an altar, it''s okay for me to sit on it..."


    Mo Hua thought about it again and found a reason for Fire Buddha.


    Fire Buddha is within the "system" of the demon cultivator, and it depends on the expression of the "lord".


    I am not a demon cultivator, but outside the system, so I don’t have to worry about these superiors and inferiors...


    The Fire Buddha searched for a while but found nothing.


    The ink painting hands and scripts are clean.


    What''s more, some key things around the altar have been destroyed, and there is nothing left to leave behind.


    Fire Buddha frowned.


    "The evil spirit is disordered, so the suspicion is getting worse..."


    “Yes…”


    Fire Buddha murmured, "This is the altar of the Lord. It is impossible for outsiders to be involved in it, nor will others be allowed to blaspheme..."


    “Yes…”


    Fire Buddha gradually calmed down again.


    He put the secret book of the Fire Fallen Technique together and wanted to put it in his arms, but after thinking about it, he still put it into the floor of the storage.


    Fighting will inevitably be inevitable next.


    The safest place is under the altar of the Lord.


    Then Fire Buddha sat down, took out a bright red flesh and blood pill from his arms, swallowed it into his mouth, and slowly refined it.


    His flesh and blood recovered little by little.


    His breath is also getting stronger bit by bit.


    Ink painting feels slightly in his heart.


    What kind of pill is this? What''s the recovery effect?


    Evil pill?


    What if he recovers his strength in a short period of time and Uncle Gu can''t beat him?


    Uncle Gu won''t be beaten to death by him...


    The most important thing is that he stays here and doesn’t leave, so how can I steal his things?


    "I have to find a way to lure the tiger out of the mountain..."


    Ink painting sent a message to Gu Changhuai without hesitation:


    "Uncle Gu."


    Gu Changhuai: "Where are you? Fire Buddha is gone, you..."


    Mo Hua: “I know where the Fire Buddha is.”


    Gu Changhuai''s expression changed, and then immediately said:


    “Where is it?”


    Ink painting: "The mural at the end of the hall, in the lower right corner, ten steps to the left, there is a mountain road entrance, you can come in with a push..."


    "After coming in, I walked along the mountain road, and there were many forks, namely right, right second, right, left..."


    “After walking to the end, you will see the altar.”


    "The Fire Buddha was healing his wounds in the altar..."


    Gu Changhuai opened his mouth and then remembered something, which was a little unbelievable:


    "You won''t... in the altar, too?"


    Mo Hua: "Here, I''m watching the Fire Buddha take drugs..."


    Gu Changhuai''s scalp was slightly numb.


    This kid is too brave!


    The key is, how did he find such a secret path?


    But now the situation is urgent, and Gu Changhuai has no way to ask in detail.


    He immediately said, "You should hide honestly and never be discovered. I will go in and catch the fire Buddha."


    "You take the opportunity to find a way and sneak out..."


    Mo Hua: “Yeah.”


    Then Gu Changhuai didn''t reply and was probably coming quickly.


    Ink paintings were just waiting patiently.


    After a stick of incense, a familiar, wind-like breath came from the entrance far away of the altar.


    Ink painting''s eyes lit up.


    The Fire Buddha, who was recovering from meditation, also noticed it.


    His expression was shocked for a moment.


    Gu Changhuai? !


    How is that possible?


    How could he find this altar?


    Among all the demon cultivators in the entire temple, he is the only one who knows the location of the deepest altar.


    No, the demon cultivator who built the altar also knew it.


    But all of these demon cultivators were "sealed", and even their bodies were not taken to refine the corpse, and they were thrown into the rotten river and melted into sewage.


    The altar is the core secret of the temple.


    It is absolutely confidential and absolutely safe!


    He Gu Changhuai, a Taoist Secretary, found here?


    Fire Buddha''s pupils were shaking and his thoughts were full of thoughts.


    After a while, he stood up slowly with expressionless expression.


    "Anyway, those who know this altar... will die."


    "Even if you can''t kill him, you can''t let him get close, and it desecrates the altar..."


    The Fire Buddha''s eyes were red and his cassock was scarlet. He activated his body movement and turned into a dazzling fire and killed Gu Changhuai.


    Gu Changhuai also met the Fire Buddha.


    He didn''t know where the ink painting was, but as long as he held the Fire Buddha and used the cleverness of the ink painting, he would definitely have a way to slip away.


    What''s more, he also wanted to let the Fire Buddha die and completely eradicate this disaster!


    When the two met, there was no nonsense, and they instantly had a magic spell that opened and closed.


    The fire rain like crossbow arrows and the wind feather like blades hit each other violently, strangling, spiritual power stimulating, and light was extinguished.


    The surrounding rocks were shattered inch by blowing.


    And the moment when Fire Buddha left and went to face Gu Changhuai.


    The long-awaited ink painting jumped off the head of the huge demon statue, and stepped on the altar of the Fire Buddha''s respected gods, and landed lightly.


    On the other side, Gu Changhuai and Fire Buddha were fighting in full swing.


    With memory, Mo Hua came to the brick and stone where the Fire Buddha hid. His white and tender little hand tugged three times, and his spiritual consciousness was pulled.


    Sure enough, he caught two books.


    There was no time to look at the ink paintings carefully, and they were all stuffed into their own sac ring.


    After entering the **** ring, it is your own thing and no one can find it out!


    Ink painting was very happy.


    The secret recipe for the Fire Technique has been obtained!


    The mission is done!


    This task has been more than half successful. Next, just find a way to kill the Fire Buddha...


    Mo Hua secretly glanced at the Fire Buddha who was fighting with Gu Changhuai, and a trace of cunning flashed through his eyes.


    The bad water in my head kept coming out...


    ?Thank you, the leader of the Yu Tomb boss~


    ??I have been writing it until now.


    But it''s a bit late, sorry. (.)


    ??Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, there should be another chapter to finish the plot of Fire Buddha.


    Finally, please ask for a monthly ticket. (.)


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    (This chapter ends)