MTL - I Became the Ancestor of the Villain-Chapter 626 It is enough to have a wife
Chapter 626 Having a wife is you, enough
At the very moment, Mo Fan felt his eyes suddenly go dark, as if he was covered by something.
Then he heard a trembling sound that almost made his ears ring, echoing around him.
Immediately afterwards, a very solemn "卍" sounded, and Mo Fan even heard the screams of the three different emperors.
"There are reinforcements!" Mo Fan was overjoyed.
The next moment, the black in front of his eyes disappeared, and a man in a long-haired robe appeared in front of him.
The man was very strange, I saw him with a long tunic and a long gown, but he had his hands clasped together and a string of rosary beads in his arms.
In front of him, a purple gold bowl was twirling, bursting out with rays of light.
"Buddhism?" Mo Fan was taken aback.
This is a method of Buddhism. The one who protected himself just now should be the purple gold bowl.
Judging by its efficacy, it is not inferior to an artifact!
The man turned around: "Master Mo, are you all right?"
Mo Fan finally saw his appearance clearly, it was actually the monk Yichen he met in Yao Country back then.
I had a debate with him, which untied his heart knot and fulfilled his lifetime relationship with the fox woman.
Unexpectedly, he was the one who saved himself.
At that time, he was no more than Emperor Wu's cultivation base, but now he has broken through the holy realm, and even reached the fifth-rank realm.
It's only been over a year, and Mo Fan couldn't believe his progress.
Seemingly seeing Mo Fan's doubts, Yichen smiled and said: "I would also like to thank Donor Mo for pointing out the maze, letting me know that the Buddha is in my heart."
"Everyone who enters the world and leaves the world can be a Buddha, anyone who becomes a monk can become a Buddha, but if you go forward with your heart, I am a Buddha!"
Yichen's words carried bursts of Sanskrit sounds, solemn and majestic, just like the coming of the Buddha.
After speaking, he looked at the three different emperors: "Is it you and other demons who want to invade Tianhan?"
His eyes are like lightning, behind him there is a vision of Buddha, eight dragons are flying, surrounded by Sanskrit sounds, full of style.
Just this one stop drinking made the hearts of the three different emperors tremble.
"Who are you?" The three different emperors were all startled.
The masters of the seven holy places were all dragged on the defense line by their tricks, and no one should be able to rescue Mo Fan.
Where did this monk come from?
Although they are only fifth-rank Martial Saints, their strength is not high, but their methods are weird, as if they were born to be hostile to them.
In the countless years of fighting against the profile, I have never seen such means.
"The poor monk is the one who saves you!" Yichen said softly, as if explaining a certain fact.
Calm and dignified.
"Big words!" The three different emperors yelled angrily, and rushed over with bared teeth and claws.
"Be careful!" Mo Fan quickly reminded, preparing to help Yichen resist.
Seeing Yichen's eyes gleaming, he tossed the rosary in his arms and muttered something in his mouth: "Shariputra, form is emptiness, emptiness is form... unclean and not dirty..."
The rosary suddenly burst into bright golden light, and each one turned into a Buddha, and there were as many as one hundred and eight recitations of the Buddha's name.
Mo Fan was shocked when he saw this.
I saw the one hundred and eight Buddhas flying in the air, each with a palm, and the one hundred and eight palms merged into one, turning into a huge golden palm print, and knocked back the three emperors.
Then surrounded the three different emperors, flew up and down, and restrained them.
No matter how rampant that half of the body was, when it touched the golden body of the Buddha, it bounced back as if it had been electrocuted.
"Is it so fierce?" Mo Fan exclaimed.
"Master Mo, why did they surround and kill you?" Yichen asked.
"Penglai Xiandao asked for help, and the seal of the Devil Emperor was loose. They are the third of the Seven Emperors. They must not want my support, or they may deliberately kill me." Mo Fan said truthfully.
"The seal of the devil emperor is loose?" Yichen's face changed, and he glanced at the three different emperors, and then took a deep look at Mo Fan.
"Donor Mo, please rush to Penglai Xiandao as soon as possible, and leave this place to me!"
Mo Fan was taken aback when he heard the words: "Can you do it?"
It’s not that Mo Fan doesn’t believe in Yichen’s strength. Yichen’s current strength is far above the so-called fifth-rank martial saint.
In time, it will also be the main force on the alien battlefield.
But he was facing three different emperors after all, three peak warriors who were no less than the Great Sage of Ping Tian.
Even he himself will inevitably be at a disadvantage, Mo Fan is really worried.
"Donor Mo, the business is important. The devil emperor is born, the world is in catastrophe, don't neglect, go!" Yichen didn't answer, his face became more and more dignified, and urged.
Because he discovered that the one hundred and eight Buddha golden bodies had cracks under the impact of the three different emperors.
With a wave of his hands, the purple gold alms bowl flying in front of him flew out, and came to the heads of the three different emperors and spun downwards.
The purple gold bowl burst out bursts of Buddha's light, surrounded by Sanskrit sounds, which made the three different emperors let out mournful roars, and their bodies began to melt like ice sculptures under the scorching sun.
Mo Fan was dumbfounded.
Buddhist methods actually restrain these evils in this way.
Yichen relied on the power of the magic weapon, although the power of the outbreak was not as good as his own, but the damage he caused to the alien race was still more than his own.
"You really can?" Mo Fan asked again, still a little worried.
The Devil Emperor was like a boulder weighing heavily on his heart. He didn't dare to take risks, let alone waste time.
I am eager to know what is going on in Penglai Xiandao.
"The benefactor, go quickly, just be a poor monk and let the benefactor guide the maze!" Yichen nodded.
Mo Fan was also anxious, now is not the time to hesitate, he shouted: "Han Su, follow me!"
then turned into a streamer and went straight to the direction of Penglai Xiandao.
Seeing Mo Fan leave, the three different emperors became even more violent. Their target was Mo Fan. How can we let Mo Fan go?
They began to struggle hard, regardless of the physical damage, trying to break free.
The golden bodies of the Buddhas were cracked and shattered by them.
The strength of the seal is getting weaker and weaker.
Yichen's body trembled suddenly, and blood overflowed from his mouth.
Taking a glance from a distance, the figures of Mo Fan and Han Su had gone away.
He slowly raised his hand, groped into his sleeve, and carefully held out a fox with shiny blue hair all over his body.
The green fox flickered slightly, and then changed into a fairy-like woman. It was the fox woman Qing'er that Mo Fan had seen with Yichen in Yao Country that day.
Qing'er saw the blood on the corner of Yichen's mouth, and felt distressed, took out a silk scarf to wipe it clean for him.
"Qing'er, my husband is leaving." Yichen said softly with deep love in his eyes.
"The Great Sage Equaling Heaven pointed out the maze for my husband and wife, just like reborn parents, living benefactors, why do you and my husband cherish this body and return his kindness?"
"What's more, foreign races have harassed me for a long time. If we fight against them, you and I will die!" Qing'er said with tears in her eyes that could charm all living beings, and said intimately and firmly.
"Yeah, a worthy death, but it's a pity, you and I, husband and wife. We only worked together for a year." Yichen's body shook again, his mouth, nose, and eyes were covered with blood.
"One year is enough, one day, one moment, all are lucky!" Qing'er still wiped it gently for him.
"It's enough, you have a wife, it's enough!"
Yichen sighed, and his body began to burst into golden light.
A long gown turned into a cassock overflowing with precious light in the golden light, and the whole body turned into a golden body, radiant like the sun in the dark night.
His golden body melted bit by bit, turning into golden lights, shining into the golden body of the Buddha, and onto the crazily rotating purple gold bowl.
It made them so powerful that the three different emperors roared in pain.
(end of this chapter)
