I stack buffs in a weird world!

Zhang Yang tore open the space barrier and saw a simple temple in front of him.

There was a plaque carved from a thousand-year-old nanmu tree, with the words "Nightmare Buddha Temple" written on it!

He scratched his head in disbelief, "Huh, we're here already?"

He had only just crossed a few realms, and it stands to reason that the Nightmare Buddha, with his robes, should be much faster than him.

He didn't expect that he would arrive first.

"Could it be the good fortune of the holy bones?"

Zhang Yang thought about it and muttered in a low voice.

Just as he thought about it, a strong smell of blood floated out of the Nightmare Buddha Temple. His face changed slightly and he flew into the Nightmare Buddha Temple.

After seeing the situation of the Nightmare Buddha Temple clearly, he couldn't help but frowned.

The layers of bodies were intertwined in various twisted postures, laying a layer in front of the main hall of the Nightmare Buddha Temple.

Some had broken limbs, with bones sticking out from the bloody fractures; some had half-hanging heads, with lifeless eyes still revealing the fear before death.

The blood gathered into a sea, thick as mud and flowing slowly.

A breeze blew, and the foam in the pool of blood rippled with it.

And on the pool of blood stood a monk covered in blood.

"Ming Xing!?"

Zhang Yang raised his eyebrows slightly, obviously all this was done by Ming Xing.

It seems that something special happened inside the Nightmare Buddha Temple.

"Huh?"

The next moment he appeared beside Ming Xing and felt that Ming Xing was a little bit wrong.

He could not feel any fluctuations in Ming Xing's soul, which meant that he was dead.

Sure enough, the moment Zhang Yang touched Ming Xing, Ming Xing collapsed like a domino and turned directly into a pile of powder.

"This... Tsk tsk, the Nightmare Buddha Temple was wiped out by its own people!"

Zhang Yang shook his head.

If the Nightmare Buddha knew, he would be angry to death.

"Hey... this is..."

Zhang Yang looked at the lotus pond in front of the main hall, and felt that the black lotus in the middle looked familiar.

"Could the black lotus seeds be grown from here?"

The next moment he appeared directly on the lotus pond.

'Hey, junior. What's the point of wanting that inferior stuff? Come to me, there are good things! '

Just as Zhang Yang was about to pick the black lotus, a voice transmission appeared in his mind, which scared him.

"Who?"

'Junior, don't panic. As long as you rescue me, I will give you as much as you want for stuff like this! '

"Who are you? Where are you?"

Zhang Yang carefully observed the situation around him.

This person could transmit a voice to him silently, and he couldn't even sense where he was. His strength was probably higher than his own.

'Junior, don't be afraid. Come to the main hall...'

Zhang Yang hesitated slightly, and thought of the hurried look of the Nightmare Buddha, and couldn't help but connect the two.

‘Could it be that Nightmare Buddha hurried back because of this person...’

The next moment he appeared directly in the main hall.

The main hall was in a mess, and there was a big hole in the belly of the Buddha statue in the middle, and some dirty blood was flowing out from inside.

‘You young man... Shit! ’

Zhang Yang was stunned when he heard this. Why did he curse for no reason?

Before Zhang Yang could curse back, the man continued to transmit: ‘You are actually an unnamed disciple of the Medicine King Hall! ’

The voice was obviously a little excited.

Zhang Yang was very upset. He just took a Medicine King Pill and became an unnamed disciple of the Medicine King Hall?

And...what is an unnamed disciple?

I only heard of outer disciples, inner disciples, and direct disciples, how can there be unnamed disciples?

‘Junior brother, hurry...hurry, before that bastard comes, quickly open the seal for me! ’

Zhang Yang’s face froze when he heard this. What’s this? How can they establish a relationship before they even meet?

“Ahem… Who are you? Why do you call me Junior Brother?”

‘Junior Brother, I am Morodo, the thirteenth disciple of Medicine King Buddha. You are an unnamed disciple of Medicine King Hall, not a Junior Brother, so could you be a Senior Brother? ’

“Uh… Makes sense!”

Zhang Yang nodded, but he still couldn’t say the word Senior Brother.

In his heart, only those who are greedy for money and lust can be considered his Senior Brother.

However, Zhang Yang decided to let him out first, after all, he didn’t know when the Nightmare Buddha would arrive.

He couldn’t beat him yet, so it was good to have a helper.

He went directly into the flesh and blood Buddha statue regardless of the blood stain.

The smell in the Buddha statue was worse than he had imagined, and the space was larger than he had imagined.

There was a cushion at the bottom of the Buddha statue, and on the ground under the cushion were some crooked Sanskrit symbols that he couldn’t understand.

"Uh...what should I do to open it?"

Zhang Yang asked curiously.

'Well...it's a bit troublesome. If you were a disciple of Nightmare Buddha Temple, it would be easy. As for you, Junior Brother...you have to burn this cushion.

Otherwise, you can only use brute force! '

MaraThere was some hesitation.

"Burn it! Is that so?"

Zhang Yang raised his eyebrows and threw a bunch of sun fire directly at the futon.

'Junior brother, no!

This futon is made of nine-day silkworm water silk. Ordinary fire cannot burn it. Instead, it will provoke the backlash of the seal array... You... uh... just ignore what I said. '

Moruoduo's voice transmission came to an abrupt end.

Because the futon made of nine-day silkworm water silk was directly burned into nothingness.

"Is that all?"

Zhang Yang scratched his head and felt that the seal was a bit abstract.

'Hey... Is that possible? If the Nightmare Buddha stood on the seal, the futon would be useless without it.

It's a pity that this guy gave me a chance. I don't know why the seal loosened. Next, watch me...'

"Boom~"

The whole ground began to shake, and the seal array on the ground began to release a strange black soft light.

The ground began to bulge continuously, but it was obvious that the seal array was very flexible.

After struggling for a long time, the entire seal formation finally showed a crack.

‘Fuck, I’m too weak. It may take a long time...’

“...”

Zhang Yang was speechless for a moment, “Brother, don’t do it. That Nightmare Buddha is coming, I can’t beat it.”

‘Junior brother, don’t panic. I’m more anxious than you, don’t worry, that old thief must have encountered something.

It won’t be so soon...’

The Nightmare Buddha Temple was destroyed by me, and this old guy didn’t show up, so he definitely won’t be here in a short time.

“Ah~ Who did it? My Nightmare Buddha Temple...”

There was a burst of rage outside.

The Buddha statue fell into a strange silence...

‘Junior brother, don’t worry. That old thief won’t find out so quickly...’

“Morado!”

A loud shout came.

Zhang Yang couldn’t help but take a deep breath. This “senior brother” who came from the Medicine King Hall was not only stupid, but also a bad mouth.

"I can only hold you for a quarter of an hour. You should hurry up..."

'Don't worry, it won't take a quarter of an hour. If nothing unexpected happens, I will..."

An unexpected incident occurred. The crack that just appeared on the seal array healed.

Zhang Yang looked at it speechlessly and said, "At most two quarters of an hour..."