After the noisy crowd at the Buddhist conference calmed down, Zhang Jiayao turned to look at Zhang Jiaxian and said, "Junior brother, go and see what happened to those disciples and the bronze coffin!"

Zhang Jiaxian, wearing a purple robe, nodded and walked to the guardrail of the pagoda. When he was about to jump down, perhaps thinking about the fate of his fellow disciples just now, he coughed awkwardly, turned around and walked towards the stairs.

"Xu Nuo, let's go and have a look!"

I pulled Zhu Xunuo and followed Zhang Jiaxian all the way to the Buddhist Square, and came to the bronze coffin.

The bronze coffin seemed to collapse quietly in the pit, but it was actually extremely dangerous. When we just walked out of the gate of the pagoda, I noticed that there were extremely fierce eyes in the coffin, staring at us through the coffin.

"Elder Jiaxian, don't go over!" I kindly grabbed Zhang Jiaxian's sleeve and said, "These Dharma protectors in your Tianshi Mansion are probably trapped in the evil way in the coffin!"

"Isn't the evil spirit in the coffin the thousand-year-old emperor corpse? When this thousand-year-old emperor corpse is blessed with Buddhism, our Tianshi Mansion is not afraid, let alone it has been crippled by our Wanjian Guizong Dafa!"

"Oh, just be happy!"

I no longer persuaded Zhang Jiaxian, but watched him walk to the bronze coffin. Zhang Jiaxian walked straight to the front of the Dharma protectors who were kneeling on the ground, and said to these Dharma protectors with a gloomy face: "What are you doing on your knees? Get up quickly!"

These disciples all stared at Zhang Jiaxian with big eyes, wishing they could swallow Zhang Jiaxian into their stomachs.

Not only did Zhang Jiaxian not understand these Dharma protectors, but instead, he walked to a Dharma protector, grabbed the sleeve of the Dharma protector, pulled hard and said, "Get up with words and deeds!"

Accompanied by a shrill and painful scream of "Yanxing", everyone saw Yanxing's legs. Under the red Taoist robe, Yanxing's legs were only left with skins and bones.

Seeing such a horrified scene, Zhang Jiaxian was stunned. He quickly let go of his sleeves of "Yanxing", and Yanxing knelt on the ground with a "bang", pointing at Zhang Jiaxian and scolding loudly: "Zhang Jiaxian, you are a bitch, don't you know how to be gentle?"

The Zhang family looked gloomy and did not look at their words and deeds. Instead, they mentioned several other Dharma protectors to check the injuries of these Dharma protectors.

The other few Dharma protectors were even more injured than their words and deeds. When Zhang Jiaxian lifted them up, their bones and flesh fell down with a thud.

"What's going on?" Zhang Jiaxian's face was so ugly that it could not be ugly anymore. He looked at the disciple who was called words and deeds in confusion and asked.

Yan Xing endured the pain and said, "Just just now, the coffin was suddenly increased in weight. Eight of us were unable to lift the heavier coffin at the same time!"

Hearing these words and deeds, the believers present showed strange expressions.

I seized the time and shouted loudly at the fearful believers: "Don't be stunned and stunned. Haven't I heard the things in the coffin be resurrected? Even the eight top disciples of the Tianshi Mansion can't stand it. Why don't you run away quickly?"

The crowd was quiet for three seconds at first, and after three seconds, these people scattered like birds and beasts.

In less than ten minutes, the entire bronze coffin had run away a hundred meters away, leaving only two brothers wearing sweaters, standing alone beside the bronze coffin.

In addition to the people around the bronze coffin that were empty, there were also some people watching the fun in the distance of the Buddhist Square.

Strangely, why did the 30,000 Zhou troops resurrected by Emperor Wu of Zhou run away?
Chapter completed!