On the white palm, a storage bag was lying quietly. The moment the little Buddha appeared, his face suddenly changed, and he proclaimed Amitabha Buddha with compassion in his eyes, waved his hand to set up a Buddhist Dharma. His face was solemn, looking at the storage bag in Lan Yue's palm, and said, "Little donor, it's this thing! I wonder if this is?"

In his eyes, the storage bag in Lan Yue's palm gathered a thick black resentment, which was constantly emitting shocking resentment around. Just the moment he took it out, a strong resentment had already filled the yard. The Buddhist Dharma he laid out was to isolate the resentment and continue to emit it, and also purify the resentment in the yard. "This is the Xuanling bones taken away by the Shenwu people killed by the Situ Mansion."

Lan Yue's voice was cold. Each Xuanling bone represented a person from the Shenwu Kingdom who was taken out of Xuanling bones. For their own selfish desires, it was not worth mercy that the people in the Situ Mansion died ten thousand times! The monks around him were still full of indignation when they saw this storage bag again. Even though the crime had been eliminated last night, they still felt shocking and unimaginable. They wanted to crush those people's bones and ashes again. At this time, the Great Elder and the Fourth Elder who were imprisoned by them were trembling all over. The eyes of the monks staring at them were like a sharp blade of cold thorns, as if they were about to cut them into pieces. At this time, they finally knew that they were afraid! But they were not repentance for their sins, but knew that they were also doomed this time. "I wonder if the little donor can hand them over to the little monk. The little monk is willing to recite scriptures and help them reach the upper reaches early. Don't worry, this time it is free!"

Little Buddha stood with one hand and gave a one-handed gift to Lan Yue. Naturally, Lan Yue couldn't ask for it, so she handed the storage bag to Xiao Fuzi. At most, she took it away to find a place to bury them. If there were monks from the Buddhist sect who were willing to recite scriptures for them to be saved, they could also eliminate their resentment and have a good home in the next life. At this moment, she still didn't know what the three words "free" meant by Little Buddha. It was only in the later contact with Little Buddha that Lan Yue knew how valuable it was to Little Buddha and how sad it was to say the three words "free" for Little Buddha. "Amitabha, the little donor is a good person!"

The little Buddha son proclaimed the Buddha's name again and said sincerely. Lan Yue felt as if she had been sent a good person card and waved her hand and said, "No, no, no, you are a good person! You are a good person!"

In addition to talking to her at the beginning, the little monk was quite enthusiastic and took over the work of reliving these mysterious spirit bones. He was a sincere Buddhist practice. "Huh?"

The little Fozi looked at Lan Yue and suddenly exclaimed in confusion, with a confused look on his face. Lan Yue looked around and looked at herself in confusion. What's wrong with her? "The little donor is really a person with deep blessings and great fortune."

Little Fozi suddenly smiled again and said this for no reason. Lan Yue was surprised, but Yi Xianqiao laughed happily. In her eyes, Junior Sister Murong is naturally a person with deep blessings and great fortune, otherwise how could she be picked by Senior Sister Qi at first glance. But Little Fozi did not refer to this. In his eyes, the little donor was originally wrapped in thick black resentment, and the resentment of soaring the sky alarmed him, so he said the word "transformation". Although he later learned that it was the Xuan Ling bones of those who died unjustly, he also took the Xuan Ling bones, but as a small donor who directly contacted people, he would also be infected with a lot of resentment, which would be very unfavorable to the little donor's future practice. He originally planned to use some Xiao Yuan to impose Buddhism to purify the little donor. But what he never expected was that the moment the storage bag left the little donor's hand.

The thick black resentment that filled her body seemed to be dark and met the light, and it disappeared in an instant. There was no trace of residual! What followed through the body was the magnificent luck that made him breathe. The body of the true phoenix! The little donor was actually the body of the true phoenix! The phoenix was pregnant in the fortune of heaven and earth, carrying the fortune of the great fortune in one body. The little donor had the body of the true phoenix. The fire of the phoenix can burn all the filth in the world, and this resentment was naturally also dirty. So as soon as he left the hand of the little donor at the source, the resentment on the little donor's body was immediately evaporated! But the little donor's horoscope... The little Buddha son hesitated for a rare moment. Since the little donor was the body of the real phoenix, why was the horoscope so strange? He could not understand it! "Little donor, you are the destined person who saved them from the sea of ​​suffering. I wonder if the little monk can invite you to save these unfortunate souls together?"

Little Fozi asked sincerely, Lan Yue was naturally willing. Yi Xianqiao couldn't bear to leave, but she wanted to stay in this sect's people, so she had to reluctantly make an agreement with Lan Yue to find her in Yixian Sect. After Lan Yue agreed, she said goodbye to these monks and left with Xiao Fozi. After leaving the city, Little Fozi stopped on a beautiful mountain peak. She drew a formation on the ground, then took out the Xuanling bones in the storage bag and placed them in the formation. When everything was done, she looked at the Xuanling bones like a hill.

The little Buddha was stunned and said the Buddha's name. Then he sat cross-legged, holding Buddhist beads, and chanted the scriptures with his eyes closed. Lan Yue stood behind him, with a solemn face. While she saw the little monk chanting the scriptures, the formation where the Xuanling Bone was located flashed. Countless phantoms of monks appeared, and chanted the scriptures at Xuanling Bone at the same time as the little Buddha chanted the scriptures. For a moment, the sound of the Buddhist sect was swaying, making people feel as if they were in the main hall of the Buddha sect, listening to tens of thousands of Buddhist disciples chanting the scriptures devoutly. Lan Yue felt light all over, and the spiritual platform was even more clear and bright.

The monk had a unique rhythm when chanting the scriptures. His whole body looked solemn. The golden light of merit appeared again. This time, the golden light of merit directly covered all the Xuanling bones. Lan Yue was stunned. The little monk divided his merits to the masters of these Xuanling bones! He... really had a compassionate heart of compassion! The salvation lasted until noon, and the little Buddha stopped. Lan Yue looked at the center of the formation. The Xuanling bones had turned into white and clean, looking at the dark and dark appearance.

There was no more uncomfortable breath. All the resentment had disappeared, and the little Buddha son stood up, and the phantom of the monk in the formation also stood up. They clasped their hands at Xuan Linggu. The entire formation began to sink under their gaze, buried deep under the top of the peak by the soil, and was no longer disturbed. The phantom of the monk disappeared. Lan Yue did not speak until the little Buddha son finished all this, "Little Buddha son, you asked me to come together not just to save these Xuan Linggu!"

The reason I called Xiao Monk was just because I was stimulated by what he said. Now that I have seen the other party’s compassion, Lan Yue will naturally no longer call Xiao Monk impolitely. The little Buddha turned around and faced Lan Yue, and still gave a one-handed gift, "Amitabha, the little donor is smart, but the little monk doesn't know whether to speak or not."

Lan Yue couldn't help but hold her forehead. Why didn't you think about whether to speak or not when you said you wanted to save me? "Little Buddha, this is not like your Buddhist disciples who don't lie."

The little Buddhist son said the Buddha's name again and smiled helplessly: "The little donor is clear. Master also said that the little monk has seen too much, but he has not escaped the worldly relationship, so he gave the little monk the Dharma name Jingchen. The little monk looked at the face of the little donor before, and had the little donor had a great disaster that was related to life and death?"
Chapter completed!