Soon, both sides recovered the Buddha bones.

Buddhism also used hope tactics. Juekong stared at Yang Bo, his expression changed drastically, "How is this possible?"

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Everyone in the Tianji team returned, and No. 1 pointed at Yang Bo, "This is a Buddhist. Only a Buddhist can do this?"

Juekong shook his head, "He is not a Buddhist. Although he has wisdom, he has not practiced Buddhism!"

"Besides, even if you practice Buddhism, it is difficult to avoid the filthy atmosphere!"

Although Juekong had recited Buddhist sutras, his body was still contaminated with filthy air.

Juekong stared at Yang Bo. He was really surprised. How could Yang Bo do it?

You know, after the Buddhist disciples obtained the Buddha's bones, they brought them to the Buddha. Three Buddhas studied the situation of the Buddha's bones together.

After the Buddha's research, they themselves were able to avoid being contaminated by the filthy air, but there was no way to prevent other Buddhist practitioners from being contaminated.

Could it be that Yang Bo is really a disciple of Buddhism?

Yang Bo stared at Juekong and said, "Master Juekong, give up as soon as possible!"

"You must have seen that when I use the Buddha's bones, they will not be polluted, but you are different!"

"If this continues, you will definitely suffer heavy casualties, and your whole body will be itchy. I'm sure you don't want to experience this feeling!"

Juekong looked ugly. He shook his head firmly and said, "For the revival of Buddhism, what can we do even if we sacrifice ourselves?"

"As long as Buddhism flourishes and Buddha's light shines on the world, everyone can become a Buddha. Our sacrifice will be worth it!"

Yang Bo said: "If you agree to hand over the Buddha's bones to me, I can help you get rid of the filth on your body!"

Juekong was stunned and didn't speak for a while.

Juekong turned around and looked at the people around him. Everyone looked at each other and no one spoke.

Obviously, Yang Bo's words moved Juekong's heart. After all, by removing the Buddha's bones, they were already contaminated with filth!

Buddhism has occupied the west for many years and has already taken the Buddha's bones from the Flame Mountain. Therefore, Buddhism has done a lot of research on the Buddha's bones.

Juekong and his party even saw with their own eyes the tragic situation of fellow monks before they died.

The luck is contaminated by dirty air, the whole body is itchy, and the luck is not smooth.

Even if you take a drink of water, you may choke. Some people's hearts beat so fiercely that they even jump out of their chests. Some people stumble and fall to the ground while walking, with blood all over their bodies.

Before death, the body is completely unknown, with no luck at all. Whatever you do will lead to injury or death.

Before arriving, Juekong and his party had already made an oath in front of the Buddha that they would definitely bring the Buddha's bones back.

Of course, if they take out the Buddha's bones, they will be contaminated with filth, and if they use the Buddha's bones, they will also be contaminated with filth.

However, according to the Buddha's experiments, as long as it is used no more than three times, the contaminated air will not kill you in a short period of time. As long as you find the Buddha and ask him for help, there will be no serious problems.

However, when Juekong and his team took out the Buddha bones, it was counted once, and when they used the Buddha bones to deal with Jin Qingcheng, it was counted as a second time. In addition to this time, they have already used it three times!

If you fall down three times, you will definitely die, even the Buddha cannot save you!

Jueming, a Buddhist cultivator standing behind Juekong, stood up and said, "You won't lie to us, right?"

Yang Bo shook his head, "You can come out and let me give it a try!"

Jueming stood up and said, "You give it a try!"

Yang Bo took out the black long sword and slashed with the sword in his hand.

Jueming was startled and quickly took out the golden bowl and held it in front of him.

However, the black sword did not strike the golden bowl, but struck the void.

Juekong stared at the top of Jueming's head. He could clearly see that the filthy luck was chopped off by Yang Bo.

As a large number of black stains were cut off, the filth was peeled off from Jueming's body.

Yang Bo took away the filthy air, but he did not help the other party to cut off all the filthy air, but left half of it.

Jueming kept his eyes closed, as if he could faintly feel the changes in his own luck.

After a while, Jueming suddenly opened his eyes. He turned to look at Juekong and his group, his face full of surprise, "I can feel that the filthy air has been cut away!"

"Now, is the luck on my head completely free of filth?"

Juekong and others stared at him. They felt that Jueming had betrayed Buddhism and no one was willing to respond to him.

Jueming, however, did not notice the changes in everyone at all. He burst into laughter, "Brother Juekong, you all retreat and give this place to me!"

"You hand the Buddha's bones into my hands, and you retreat to a safe distance. My filthy air is stripped away. I can still bear the filthy air, but you can't bear it anymore!"

After being exposed to filthy air three times, your body will react.

Next, if Juekong uses the Buddha bone one more time, he will inevitably experience itching, bone pain, and even ominous signs.

Juekong looked at Jueming, his face full of shock. They were unwilling to be induced by Yang Bo. Just now he felt that Jueming had betrayed them.

Unexpectedly, Jueming paid such attention. He got rid of the filthy spirit not for betrayal, but to deal with Yang Bo and his party!

For a moment, Juekong felt that his eyes were about to become wet.

Yang Bo had no reaction. He believed that there were loyal people in Buddhism, but there were also people who were greedy for life and afraid of death.

Although Yang Bo has never seen what happens to monks who are contaminated with filthy air, it must be worse than having their luck cut off and dying!

Soon, Juekong delivered the small coffin to Jueming, and Juekong withdrew with other Buddhist cultivators.

Yang Bo roughly estimated the retreat distance of Juekong and his party. He knew very well that Buddhism had figured out the scope of contamination by the filthy air. The distance between Juekong and his party was just enough to avoid being contaminated by the filthy air.

Previously, Juekong and his party stood together and no one retreated. This was to prevent Yang Bo from attacking Juekong and taking away the small coffin.

Now, Yang Bo can avoid being affected by the filthy air, which obviously gives Juekong and his party no hope. They must find a way to deal with Yang Bo.

Jueming held the small coffin in his hand and stared at Yang Bo, "You know how to avoid filth and how to get rid of filth. Who are you?"

"Among Buddhism, only Buddha can do this!"

Yang Bo laughed, "Who do you think I am?"

Jueming stared at Yang Bo, "Buddha's reincarnation?"

Yang Bo smiled but did not respond.

However, this seemed to give Jueming a hint. He stared at Yang Bo and asked, "Which reincarnation of Buddha are you?"

Yang Bo stared at Jueming and said, "Master Jueming, I can help you completely remove all the filthy air from your body!"
Chapter completed!