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Chapter 744

As the three great masters recited, Taoist scriptures and cultural works blossomed with clear lotus flowers everywhere;

Buddhist scriptures condensed into swastikas all over the sky and fell from the sky.

The two gradually merged, and finally they were all blessed on the boat transformed into Confucian Haoran's righteousness.

As a result, the wooden boat, which was originally like a wooden boat, seemed to be covered with a thick layer of steel armor, and with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, it crashed straight towards the only way to survive.

There was a muffled bang, like being stuck on thick rubber.

Unfortunately, due to lack of strength, it was not punctured.

Seeing this, Zhang Jiao picked up the fly whisk with his hand and opened his mouth to recite the Taiping Sutra.

The scripture is full of compassion and compassion.

At the same time, millions of phantoms of believers appeared behind Zhang Jiao. They bowed deeply to Zhang Jiao and then chanted loudly together.

"Those who are practicing calligraphy in the Three Ways will take the secrets from the gathering and think that they are trustworthy, that is, their people will build upon them. Those who are upright and spiritual will take the secrets to enlighten tens of thousands of people, and think that they are trustworthy."

"Anyone who wants to correct his writing should take the secrets from the school and consider them as Tian Xin. Those who want to know my way and write letters should take the secrets from the governor and do it quickly, and it will correspond to the sound of heaven."

"The good ones will appear day by day, and the evil ones will fade away day by day. I believe that Heaven trusts..."

Xiao Wuxin didn't hesitate when he saw this, and sat on the ground with a solemn treasure.

Knock the wooden fish with one hand and twist the rosary beads with the other hand.

"All the Buddhas of the ten directions are born. The Tathagatas of the ten directions use this mantra to achieve the supreme and universal consciousness. The Tathagatas of the ten directions hold on to this mantra and subjugate all demons and control the outsiders."

It was when he was practicing with his master in the temple that he copied the Shurangama Mantra thousands of times.

With Zhang Jiao and Wu Xin's blessing, the Ye Bianzhou boat in the air roared forward like a sports car equipped with a rocket booster.

After several boom-boom-boom explosions, the space in the underground palace continued to ripple like water waves.

At the same time, inside the underground palace on the second floor.

Qiong Shen, who was lost in memories as he spoke, finally came to his senses.

He opened his weird big mouth and smiled apologetically at Hua Jiunan.

"Thank you for your long wait. I have just been freed from the 'Great Tribulation', so my thinking is inevitably a little confused."

Hua Jiunan is still gentle and elegant.

"It's okay, we are guests from afar."

"I can understand the feeling of missing your loved ones after being away from them for too long."

"There is one thing I still need to ask you for advice: An elder in the family is unfortunately infected with the cold..."

Hua Jiunan described Chen Fu's appearance after being cursed, but deliberately euphemistically described it as "accidentally caught by the wind and cold."

"I wonder if you can cure it."

Qiong Shen was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then burst into laughter.

It's just that the voice is still robotic, without intonation or emotion.

"Heir of noble blood, you are really interesting!"

"Compared with your powerful and 'rude' ancestor, you are simply a perfect gentleman!"

"As a humble wanderer, I dare not deceive you who are powerful."

"The 'elder' you mentioned was lucky enough to be chosen as the apostle of this god because he came into contact with the holy objects brought by our clan."

At this point, Qiong Shen saw that Hua Jiunan's expression began to turn ugly and immediately changed his words.

"But since he is by your side, I don't dare to trouble him to walk on the earth for me, so I'll just choose another apostle."

Qiong Shen said as he picked out a piece of porcelain-like minced meat from his forehead.

After the piece of meat was separated from his body, dense tendrils of flesh immediately sprouted and began to squirm crazily.

It will also make squeaking screams from time to time.

Qiong Shen threw the piece of meat to Hua Jiuyan.

"As noble as you are, if you give my flesh and blood to your elder to eat, his apostle status will naturally be lifted."

"It's all a misunderstanding. I hope you don't take it to heart."

"No, of course not." Hua Jiunan said as he took out the jade bottle he carried with him and put the minced meat in it.

This jade bottle is not an ordinary thing, but a vessel used by Zhang Jiao to hold the most precious elixirs.

It was obtained from Zhang Liang's tomb.

As the saying goes: You must not have the intention to harm others, and you must have the intention to guard against others.

What's more, what Hua Jiu faces is the outsiders who regard humans as inferior beings and feed on them.

The minced meat was put into the jade vase. Hua Jiunan was still worried, so he quietly inserted three pine needles into it.


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