Dream Picking Records

"There's something good to watch."

The people present at the meeting had no chance to take action. They had not expected events to take such a turn. They were not in a hurry and decided to watch the Buddhist family deal with their family affairs first.

The three monks in the field had solemn expressions and had surrounded Hong Qian, not wanting to give him a chance to escape. On the other hand, Hong Qian seemed to be unconcerned.

"I originally wanted to get along with you as a fellow traveler, but I didn't expect that. I'm going to be frank and stop pretending."

Hong Qian removed the Buddha's light, and the sacred aura was gone, replaced by a chilling murderous intent and icy deathly aura.

"I curse the inner demon!"

Hong Qian transformed into his true form, with a skinny body, a pair of sharp tentacles on his head, a vertical wrinkle between his eyebrows, and creepy green eyes.

The skinny wings behind him flapped gently, and in an instant the weather changed color, and the clear sky was covered by strange clouds.

"Three brothers, I really need your advice."

"Amitabha, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, turn back and you will find the shore."

The words of the three monks were filled with spiritual power and the power of faith, which cursed the inner demon Hong Qian's body and made him feel refreshed, while his mind fell into confusion.

After all, Hong Qian was also well versed in Buddhism. He quickly suppressed the three monks' chanting and launched a counterattack.

He flapped his wings again, and a hurricane as sharp as a blade mixed with the miserable cries of living creatures tore the three monks apart.

"Vajra Palm."

"The Palm of Great Compassion."

"The Palm of Saving All Living Beings."

The three palms combined into one, even the demonized Hong Qian was no longer arrogant. He raised a gray-silver shield in front of his chest. However, as the palm print broke the hurricane, the shield only lasted for three seconds before shattering. He was unable to dodge, and one of the horns on his head was broken. Green blood flowed down his cheek, making his image even more terrifying.

"Buddhism is truly unfathomable!"

"Hong Qian was originally in the Destiny Realm. After revealing his true form, his aura was even higher, yet he was still easily defeated."

Many people, especially those who know little about Buddhism, originally thought that their beliefs were profound and mysterious, but they did not expect that the combat power they casually displayed would also be awe-inspiring.

"Let the knife cut down and become a Buddha."

"Put down your Buddha's butcher knife, I will curse the inner demon!"

Hong Qian stroked the broken horn and opened his mouth to spit out thousands of killing threats, but ended up having one of his wings broken again.

"Ah, this demon will send you to see the Buddha!"

Hong Qian slapped his palm on his chest, and his skinny body swelled like an inflated ball, with blood overflowing from his body and floating into the air.

"Bone-eating and heart-eating!"

His blood was wriggling on its own, like dense tadpole-shaped black lines interweaving in the air.

The three monks did not underestimate it. They immediately used the Golden Bell Cover to defend themselves and released the Buddha's light to the maximum extent.

Unexpectedly, the black lines ignored the three monks' defenses and penetrated directly into their bodies, wrapping around their bones like a maggot.

Hong Qian's method was unheard of, and the three monks were successfully ambushed.

Even though they were highly skilled in Taoism, their faces turned pale, and they felt as if countless insects were gnawing at their flesh and blood, and trying to break through their hearts. However, in a three-on-one situation, Hong Qian's methods could only stop there, and it was difficult to pose a further threat to them.

Obviously, Hong Qian is more aware of this, and he wants to seize this rare opportunity to use his secret technique again.

The vertical lines between his eyebrows opened, revealing an eye with three pupils, and three rays of light shot towards the three monks. The three monks suddenly became stiff, and purple lines spread from their hearts to their limbs.

Their clasped hands hung limply at their sides, their heads lowered with confused eyes.

The big guys on the stage didn't expect that the three-on-one situation that was originally sure to win would be reversed, and the defeat was too strange and quick.

"Cursing the inner demon? This is the first time I've heard of it."

"Is it from other continents?"

"Never heard of it."

After searching their brains, they found that there was no relevant information. They still did not take action in this situation, after all, there was a character who was possessed by Buddha in the field.

"Should we continue to wait and see?"

The demon that Hong Qian transformed into was too strange, and Xia Muting was quite worried. The few people who were familiar with Wang Xiao's past were not in a hurry, but watched the battle with great interest.

"Don't worry, Sister Mu Ting. Look, he doesn't even seem to want to ask for help."

"Is it true that you asked the Buddha to possess you?"

"I bet one hundred spirit stones it's fake."

"You still don't understand him. I bet one hundred and one."

Seeing that they were still in the mood to joke, not to mention Xia Muting, no one else wanted to get involved.

The people of the Great Xia Dynasty are not in a hurry, so why should they meddle in other people's business?

"Hehe, hahahaha!"

After dealing with the three monks, Hong Qian's confidence soared, and he laughed wildly and arrogantly, turning his head to look at Wang Xiao. His scarlet tongue licked the blood flowing from his forehead, and he made a gesture of wiping his neck.

"It's your turn next." Hong Qian strolled leisurely, letting the blood drip, as if everything was under control. If he was exposed, he could just change his identity and hide again. He was unwilling to accept that the opportunity that was right in front of him would be given to the kid in the jade.

"It's all your fault for ruining this demon's good deeds. In your next life, be a smart ghost and don't meddle in other people's business. Oh no, you don't have a next life. I want you to never be reincarnated!"

"Oh? What can you do to me?"

Wang Xiao's calm and composed reaction in the face of danger made Hong Qian insecure.

"The stinky duck is still pretending even when he is about to die."

Having said that, Hong Qian was not careless. If he did not take action, it would be fine. But once he did, he would kill with one strike.

But how to make a move? The other party was sitting quietly in the same place, with a red-gold lotus platform filled with a sacred aura behind him, looking fearless.

In fact, Wang Xiao was communicating with Liantai, asking how long it would take to complete the preparation.

"Come on, come on."

"The fact that he didn't choose to flee immediately means that he has a hidden means of escape. Senior must save him in one fell swoop."

"Don't worry, buy some more time, I'll be there soon."

In order to avoid being targeted by the demons and to ensure future peace, Wang Xiao had no choice but to go ahead with it.

Hong Qian stepped forward with his left foot and was about to take action when Wang Xiao scared him away with a shout.

"My Buddha is merciful."

"Damn Buddha, I've taken down all three old monks, who else can protect you?"

"I am the Buddha."

Wang Xiao activated the acupuncture vortex, and the scattered wishes in Wangyou City were absorbed into a circle of light behind him, and that feeling instantly became right.

"hiss!"

The sound of people sucking in their breath came from the stands. It was unexpected that someone who was not a Buddhist could control and absorb the power of vows. Could it be that the residual soul of the Red Gold Buddha really appeared after being summoned?

Everyone present, including Hong Qian, was frightened. The man in the lotus pedestal was suspicious. What kind of trick was this kid playing? It looked quite realistic.

"Tell me your origins so that I can help you return to your homeland."

The sound of blessing from vows startled Hong Qian again, and he took back the step he had taken.

When mentioning his hometown, Hong Qian showed a trace of melancholy and recalled the glorious past years. Then he seemed to have made some kind of decision and rushed towards Wang Xiao without looking back.

"Even if Chi Jin himself comes, I am not afraid. I want to see whether I will fall or you will go to see the Buddha!"

Hong Qian used the same trick again, blood splattered into the sky and turned into wriggling magic patterns. The magic patterns were like living insects, making hungry chirping sounds.

"Senior, are you ready? If it's any later, I will really have to go see the Buddha!"

"OK OK."

At the same time, the man in the lotus platform had prepared everything, and a burst of energy filled with Buddha's aura gushed out.

"Red Gold Divine Palm!"

Wang Xiao blasted out with his right palm towards Hong Qian, and at that moment, the gods and Buddhas were mighty and the heavens were purged.

The strange magic pattern was instantly eroded by the sacred power of will, the sacredness faded away, and was replaced by murderous intent.

As soon as Hong Qian opened his third vertical eye, murderous intent had already pierced through him.

"puff."

Hong Qian, with his eyes wide open, had his chest pierced through and he fell to the ground with a thud.

"But...what a pity, I am no longer as glorious as I once was!"

The Curse Demon fell down unwillingly. Before he died, his dark green eyes stared straight at Wang Xiao and he shouted at the top of his lungs: "I will curse you forever!"

After the last word was spoken, Hong Qian's spirit completely dissipated, leaving only his vicious eyes open, which continuously oozed blood.

Wang Xiao did not notice any fluctuations, but his intuition told him that there seemed to be a mysterious force locking him down.

"Amitabha."

After he finished chanting the Buddha's name with compassion, he closed his eyes. The aura around him faded away along with the lotus platform, leaving only shocked silence in the room.