"This Buddha's fate may be a flower in the city, a grass, a tree, a person in the city, or even a grain of sand and soil. It cannot be said, it cannot be said..."

The statue was muttering some inexplicable words, and then the light ball in the sky shone the Buddha's light on him.

Only sizzling sounds were heard, and the statue changed little by little, and finally became an ordinary person's size, but the crack still penetrated the entire body.

It looks like a gold-plated bronze metal figure, but the face is a bit weird. Every few breaths, it will change its expression and switch to each other in "joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness".

Zhou Bai and the others took a step back together, especially Dao Ren Hou. Under the momentum of the statue, the secret wound that had been suppressed immediately relapsed, blood flowed out from his facial features, and signs of collapse of his internal organs.

"So you blocked the entire Hangdu just to find the so-called Buddha relationship?" Zhou Bai said without fear and stared at him.

"Buddha fate...Buddha fate...I have lived for four lifetimes, and if nothing unexpected happens, I will not live for the fifth lifetime, but this Buddha fate can give me hope to go further."

The statue of God clasped his hands together, and his words were extremely solemn and dignified.

Zhou Bai immediately got the information he wanted from the fragments of words, and you must know that he had learned the Buddhist practice method from the Medicine Buddha Sutra and the Original Vow Sutra of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

These two practice methods can be practiced to achieve nine lifetimes and ultimately attain Buddhahood.

Although Zhou Bai did not know the identity of the statue, his skills must have reached the limit in his fourth lifetime.

The so-called Buddhist relationship made Zhou Bai a little nervous. Maybe the purpose of this person is himself. After all, he is the only one who can be related to Buddhism in the entire Hangzhou.

Daoren Hou couldn't help but mess up: "If you want to find the Buddha's fate, just look for it. At worst, our Ming Dianshi cooperates with you. Why do you need to make this happen?"

The statue of God turned his head and stared at him, making Dao Ren Hou feel numb and said, "Every grass and tree in the city may be my Buddha's fate, maybe it's right? Why don't I let this monk refine it?"

"You are poisonous. I just want to have rice dumplings. What kind of connection can I get from the Buddha?"

The statues looked hostile, but the light ball above their heads was still emitting Buddha's light, and the whole town gradually turned into golden color.

"It's not to say...it's not to say... since that's the case, let's stop. For the sake of Mingdiansi, this monk can let you have a way out."

Daor Hou breathed a sigh of relief and poked Zhou Bai with his elbow: "Since that's the case, let's take a step first."

He thought very well. No matter what the monk wants to do, it has nothing to do with him. At worst, he can take revenge when his cultivation level rises.

Zhou Bai hesitated for a moment. His strength was far inferior to the other party. Not to mention anything else, this person had at least achieved the fruit of the fruit, or even the fruit of the fruit of the fruit of the fruit.

In addition to the Buddhist practices that have been practiced in four lifetimes, it is obvious that it can be refined into a town of hundreds of thousands of people so easily.

Thinking of this, he had the intention to leave, so he had to give up his life as a priority. It was not good to send his life in vain.

But the statue of the gods could not let them go so easily. With a wave of his right hand, a Buddha light stopped the two of them, and he could only hear him say coldly.

"What's the hurry? After I refine all things in the city into the Buddha treasures in the city and find the opportunity, it's not too late for you to leave."

"Damn your mother." Daoren Hou cursed. He, who had already hated monks, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of corpse poison.

The poisonous gas had just floated a few feet away and disappeared in the purification of Buddha's light.

A trace of murderous aura appeared in the statue's eyes. He was really angry this time. The light ball above his head emitted a large amount of Buddha's light, directly covering Dao Ren Hou.

"I... trap... you... monkey..."

Before he could finish his words, his body was covered by Buddha's light, and he was frozen in place, unable to move, but his eyes could still turn, constantly covering Zhou Bai, signaling him to leave quickly.

When this situation occurs, Zhou Bai will naturally not retreat, and he also has a premonition in his heart that this person is here because of himself, and he may be the next one to suffer after Hang Du is refined into a Buddha treasure.

The statue asked lightly, "Do you want to be enemies with me too?"

Zhou Bai did not speak and made a choice with his actions. The yin fire on his body began to burn, and soon turned into bones and discovered his true body. His eyes looked at the other person.

The statue of the god did not take action for a moment, but looked at the true body of the White Bone Dharma Image and was amazed: "The magic image of the demon can refine Buddha bones. It seems that the donor is also destined to be with me."

"Buddha bone? Do you call me Buddha bone?!!"

Zhou Bai said coldly, pulling out the tailbone from the storage bag, holding the butcher knife in his other hand, and Yazi's change suddenly arose, and the chain was connected to his arms.

The expression of the statue turned into sorrow, and he kept shaking his head, his tone was full of helplessness.

"Goddess Buddha bones, golfdess Buddha bones, if I have the qualifications of you, why bother to get stuck in the fourth life and death, how painful it is, how painful it is..."

Zhou Bai tentatively pulled his tailbone into a afterimage and beat him.

The statue of the god had no intention of moving his body at all. He let the tailbone hit him, making a metal collision sound.

"Donor, can we discuss it?"

Zhou Bai was stunned, but saw the other party continue to say, "I can do not want this Buddha's fate, and I will even let everyone go, as long as you can promise me something."

"Say..." Zhou Bai was extremely calm and kept looking for opportunities to break the deadlock.

"Enter my Buddhism and cultivate to the fruit of my cultivation. After I pass away in this life, I will go to this Jiuzhou Continent to find my fifth life."

"It's that simple?" Zhou Bai thought. The requirement was so simple, and there must be a plan.

The statue opened his eyes and looked at him, and said with a smile: "Of course not. Erase your memories, throw them into my disciples with a innocent heart, and make a lifelong Buddhist wish, so that you can."

Hou Daoren on the side showed joy on his face, and he forced a sentence out of his mouth: "Zhou Bai, hurry up, promise him..."

Zhou Bai shook his tail vertebrae and hit Hou Daoren's face, leaving a blood mark.

"Damn it, Zhou Bai..."

Seeing him doing this, the statue sighed and said, "Since that's the case, it seems that the donor is unwilling to agree?"

"The Tao is different and does not plan for each other. If you want to refine Hangdu into a Buddha treasure, then you should be prepared to bear the anger of the Ming Diansi?"

"This monk can live for four lifetimes, so naturally he has some means. It's a pity that Ming Diansi can't find me..."

His expression turned into "anger", and his words seemed to squeeze out from his teeth: "When I saw you, the Buddha's son who was born with Buddha bones, I thought you were my Buddha's fate that transcended the fourth generation, but now it seems not."
Chapter completed!