The Great Sikong has broken through to the realm of the Great Saint. He can be called a "bodhisattva" in Buddhist practice, but he does not have a sympathetic look. He smiles all over his face and says, "Uncle Master asks them to practice Buddhism. Reciting and copying the "Maha Sutra" a hundred times a day should have a certain effect."

Er Sikong was like a glaring Vajra and said coldly: "They have a deep evil in their hearts, strong resentment, and their murderous intention has long been deeply rooted. If the "Maha Sutra" is not good, they should be asked to recite and copy the "Daren Dakong Mantra", and each person must personally build 10,000 temples and clay 100,000 Buddha statues. After copying the "Daren Dakong Sutra" 100,000 times, they must teach them the "Prajna Paramita Heart Sutra", "Miscellaneous Dharma Sutra", and "Amitabha Sutra"..."

Er Sikong said the names of dozens of scriptures in a row and said, "This is just the first step, to cultivate oneself. There is also the second step, the third step. The second step is to do good deeds and accumulate merits. The third step..."

Er Sikong said endlessly, and Zhang Ruochen nodded, obviously agreeing with his statement.

However, the Magpie God's Son's face changed a lot. If he really ended up like that, would he still be a dead clan?

If the great saint of the dead tribe becomes a monk, he dares to bet that his godmother will definitely be the first to kill him and will not be able to lose his face.

Originally Ji Li shouted: "The two Buddhist practitioners dared to appear in the hell world with great swagger. The visitor suppressed them and nailed their golden bodies to the gate of the Hundred Clans's royal city, allowing them to die of blood."

Da Sikong Zhenzhen said, "Why can't the Buddha's cultivation come to the realm of hell? The Yama clan also has Buddhist cultivation, and the Buddha's cultivation in the world is a family. Those who practice Buddhism have no boundaries between countries, no boundaries between worlds and worlds, and no boundaries between heaven and hell. Uncle Master, are you right? "

Zhang Ruochen said: "It makes sense! Don't worry, two junior nephews, since you have come to the hell realm, uncle will definitely protect you."

"Zhang Ruochen, you can't protect yourself!" said Uncle Tian.

"Mind Light Curse!"

Uncle Tian was cursed and could not move all over, so Zhang Ruochen threw it into the Seven Star Imperial Palace.

Too fast!

In just a moment, Uncle Tian, ​​who was still full of momentum just now, fell at Lan Xi's feet.

Under the stunned eyes of everyone, Zhang Ruochen sighed: "Brother Tian is so resentful, and his hatred for me has penetrated into his bones. Originally, the clan emperor came forward to persuade him personally. We can temporarily let go of all this and let time dilute the resentment and hatred in his heart."

"But, my two junior nephews have come, and their methods seem to be better. I think this is the fundamental way to turn swords into jade."

As for why this time, he can curse Uncle Tian instantly when he casts the Nether Light Curse?

Of course it was not Zhang Ruochen's own power, but in the Qiankun Realm, the Seven-Handed Old Man used his mental power to activate the Ten Thousand Cursed Dzi Beads.

The monks watching the battle did not know this and were shocked one by one again, including the Earth Demon Clan Emperor.

The mental power fluctuation just now was stronger than him.

As for the great saints in the Death Temple, when they saw Zhang Ruochen staring at them, they all felt a little scared and wanted to escape from this place immediately. This Zhang Ruochen could not have been transformed by other monks, it was so evil!

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Chapter completed!