"Little brother, it sounds like the disciples of the Nine-faced Buddha took action personally..."
"I just don't know what they are trying to do with so much trouble, but it must be related to the Nine-faced Buddha. Maybe there is a bigger conspiracy behind it..."
When the old Taoist priest finished speaking, he hesitated to speak and looked at Jin An, who was silent.
The grandfather and grandson had already cooperated tacitly. Jin An could see through the old Taoist priest's mind at a glance: "Old Taoist, there is no need for you and me to talk and hide half and leave half. I know what you want to say, whether it is related to the Nine-faced Buddha or whether it is related to someone.
Putting the calculations on us by Mandrill and Kuimei, it is no longer possible to solve the problem today."
Jin An's voice was deep.
He was a little angry.
He saw the corpse of the girl who had given them the golden jade dress, in her prime, withering miserably in a pool of blood.
He had a very good impression of this girl from the golden family.
It's only been a few days.
But the fragrance disappeared before his eyes.
At the edge of the crater, Bian Zhen from the Golden Family was about to lead people up the iron chain to the platform built on the lava. She heard footsteps coming from behind and turned around to see Jin An coming, who spoke first before her.
"I'm going to save people."
Just four simple words.
He stood condescendingly on the edge of the volcano, looking down at the thick smoke billowing below. His robes were swinging in the wind and clouds. Although he only had four words and did not say that he would definitely save people, just looking at his back gave people great relief and security.
feel.
Determined temperament.
calm.
It's easy to gain trust.
Just at this moment, thick smoke billowed from the crater, the wind direction changed, and the volcanic cloud became slightly thinner. The scene on the lava platform was briefly revealed and was immediately covered by the volcanic cloud again.
Although it was just a quick glance, I still caught a glimpse of the general situation on the platform, including ten human statues, a huge wooden coffin, and the blood sacrifice formation.
"This..." Everyone present was horrified by the bloody scene on the lava platform mountain. They felt sick to their stomachs and wanted to vomit. Then they became angry and their eyes were red with anger. Those were the blood of their tribesmen or relatives!
Yang Jin was not found on the platform. Bian Zhen from the Jin family was worried and shouted: "Yang Jin, where are you!"
Bian Zhen wanted to rush over regardless of her own safety, but at this moment the volcanic cloud had covered the platform again, but at the last moment, everyone saw an incredible scene.
"Who was the last person we saw! Are there really people with so many hands in this world!"
"That must be the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva in the epic legend! Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain how one person could have so many arms!"
"Could it be that the smoke here is too thick, giving us an illusion?"
Many people couldn't help but exclaimed, their faces full of surprise and astonishment.
It's not that they don't believe the truth they saw, it's just that the scene they just saw was too incredible.
Only the Golden Family and the descendants of the monkey god did not think that it was an illusion. Bian Zhen said with a chill and powerlessness in his heart: "No! You have no illusion, that is not the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva! The man with twelve arms is the Black Stone
The protector of the Zizizai Sect! He killed many of our tribesmen, and then deceived us into taking away the big demon of Yangjin! That man is very strong, standing in front of him is like a person feeling powerless facing a huge mountain!"
That feeling of helplessness.
Even thinking about it now I still feel desperate.
Bian Zhen said nervously: "He must have discovered us when we saw him. Let's go quickly. Don't lose your lives in vain here!"
She didn't want to involve more people.
"It's just a remnant of the centipede." Jin An stood up and stepped out first without waiting for the other party to find him.
From the first moment he saw the Dharma Protector of the Zi Zai Sect, Jin An thought of the Buddhist country of Baizu people and heretics.
This surprised him.
Unexpectedly, there are still remnants of centipede people lingering outside.
What made him even more unexpected was that the Nine-faced Buddha came from Baizu!
Centipede?
What is that?
The people of the Golden Family, the survivors of the descendant tribe of the Divine Monkey, as well as the Tianshen clan and other rescued people did not flinch. They all wanted to go with Jin An to rescue people, but they were all rejected by Jin An: "The temperature in the crater is...
It's scorching hot, the air is thin, and it's filled with a lot of poisonous sulfur smoke. People who don't know how to hold their breath can't save them no matter how many times they come."
"Old Taoist, please give some of my blood-tonifying medicine to those who are descendants of the divine monkeys, and give them some of our remaining immortal leaves. I hope this remedy is not too late."
The old Taoist priest immediately got busy after hearing this.
The descendants of the divine monkey looked moved and said quickly: "No, no, we have the immortal leaves ourselves. The elders left the immortal leaves to us before they died in the battle."
At this time, Master Yiyun and Qi Bo both stood up and wanted to go down into the volcano with Jin An to rescue people. Jin An nodded and said to be careful.
Then Bian Zhen insisted on following her no matter what, she wanted to see Yang Jin with her own eyes.
Seeing her persistence, Jin An no longer refused.
And just as Jin An stepped on the iron chains and descended into the crater, the sound of swaying iron chains also sounded in the thick smoke. In the thick clouds, there was a tall figure with many hands, walking slowly.
Gradually, a tall and majestic man with twelve arms, a golden wheel of holy fire hanging on his back, and a Buddha mask appeared in front of him.
The Twelve-Handed Dharma Protector, like Jin An, is a strong person who wants to take the initiative. At this moment, the two met on the iron chain.
"Be careful! His twelve arms can attack twelve times at the same time! Many of our sisters died without defense!" Bian Zhen reminded, Jin An did not understand the Tubo language.
"The descendants of the Nine-Faced Buddha?"
"What level have you completed?"
Taoist robe hunting, Jin An stood on the iron chain, with the hot lava under his feet. If he fell, he would definitely die. He looked straight at his opponent with a calm expression.
The twelve-handed protector of Buddha's mask also had cold eyes, calmly sizing up the young Han Taoist priest in front of him. When he heard Jin An's words, his pupils were cold: "Several chess pieces planted by Buddha in Wuzhou Mansion were abolished one after another.
According to the intelligence, the culprit is a very inconspicuous Taoist temple. Is it you who the intelligence mentioned?"
The man answered in Chinese.
Jin'an remained calm: "Are you referring to Monk Pu Zhi of the Two-faced Buddha in Chang County, or Monk Chanyuan of Bailong Temple who has the heart of the Three Lotus Buddha?"
"You are indeed the one who provoked Buddha. Very good. Today is the day when Buddha's tenth new body is born. It just so happens that you are going to sacrifice your blood to Buddha's tenth new body. It seems that even God is on our side.
God helps the Buddha to succeed in his tenth practice." The energy of the twelve-handed protector surged, and the golden wheel of holy fire behind him burst out. Wearing the mask of the Buddha, he was like the true Buddha appearing in a golden body under the sun, dazzling and bright.
The pure aura of the Holy Spirit makes people surrender at his feet and convert to Buddhism.
The heavy iron chain shook violently in the absence of wind, and the nearby volcanic clouds were blown away. It was the surging energy that exploded from the body of the Twelve-handed Protector God, exuding a terrifying and frightening aura. Standing on the edge of the crater, the Tianshen Clan and the Golden Family,
The descendants of the monkeys and other scattered forces involuntarily took a few steps back, with palpitations on their faces.
After calming down, they couldn't help but worry about Jin'an's safety.
"It's not yet certain who will kill whom. I don't know how many of you centipede people have escaped, whether it is enough for my Kunwu knife to kill you in one go." Jin An looked at the twelve-handed protector with cold eyes.
The eyes of the Twelve-Handed Protector God surged with murderous intent: "You know the Centipede! You have been to the desert and found the Kingdom of the Immortal God!"
"Just because you are worthy of being arrogant in front of me, who do you think you are?"
There was a cold tone coming from under Buddha's mask. It seemed that Jin An's mention of the word "Baizuren" made him have an unprecedented murderous intention. With an astonishing murderous intention, he came over forcefully to kill.
The golden wheel behind him emits a scorching light, which is so dazzling that people can't open their eyes. It erupts with a blazing high temperature, which causes the temperature of the crater to rise again. He is like a Buddha and Bodhisattva coming out of the sun, carrying the Great Sun Tathagata with him.
His majestic aura made it impossible for people to look directly at his golden figure.
This move has always been unfavorable in the past. The opponent cannot look directly at him, and his strength is reduced by 20 to 30% before he can fight.
At the same time, his twelve arms took out twelve weapons, half of which were Gabala instruments polished from human bones, bone flutes, bone bells, bone pestles, bone shovels, bone bowls, and pitch-black skulls, and the other half were
Swords and weapons that are as sharp as clay, and Buddhist beads and lotuses.
Jin An was not afraid, he pulled out the Kunwu sword and strode forward to meet them. Just when the two were about to collide head-on, Jin An raised his left hand and shot out a divine light of falling treasure, which directly knocked off the golden back of the twelve-handed protector.
Wheel, the dazzling light in front of my eyes disappears, and I can see again.
The golden wheel was melted not long after it fell into the lava.
Faced with this sudden change, the Twelve-Handed Protector was obviously caught off guard. Under the Buddha mask, he frowned and used the sword in his hand to block Jin An's fierce knife.
To be continued...