Physical Push! You Call This A Necromancer?

Zhang Erhe was a little excited.

Master Yuankong is an old friend of his master.

In the early years, one practiced Taoism and the other practiced Buddhism, and traveled the world together.

Originally, he was planning to go to Ghost Mountain to bring back Master Yuankong's body, but what he didn't expect was that Master Yuankong was still alive!

"You and your master are very similar, both of you are full of righteousness."

Master Yuankong looked at Zhang Erhe and showed a kind smile.

"Why did you go up the mountain this time?"

Zhang Erhe saluted respectfully.

"Originally, I was entrusted by my master to do three things, but since Master Yuankong is still alive, the other two things will be invalidated, and the only thing left is to get back the star compass, the magic weapon of my sect."

"Amitabha, your master has such an excellent successor like you, and you should smile at Jiuquan if you know it."

The long-browed and big-eared Yuan Kong smiled slightly, and then changed the topic.

"However, Erhe benefactor, you have such a root of wisdom. Wouldn't it be a pity to be in a Taoist school? Why don't you worship my Buddhist school and seek great enlightenment as soon as possible, Amitabha!"

As soon as Zhang Erhe heard this, his brows were tightly wrinkled into a "Chuan".

"Master Yuankong, I respect you as a senior, but don't mention the matter of changing into Buddhism! I, Zhang Erhe, was born a Taoist, and died a Taoist ghost!"

"Amitabha, Erhe benefactor's words are wrong. You have a good idea. Whether you worship Taoism or Buddhism, isn't it all for saving the common people in this world?"

Master Yuankong tapped the glazed Buddhist staff lightly in his hand, making a soft buzzing sound, and Zhang Erhe's eyes suddenly became a little dull.

"The patron of Erhe has a predestined relationship with my Buddha, and this fate is destined..."

There was a buzzing sound, and at this moment, strands of Buddha's light bloomed behind Master Yuankong, but the strange thing was that the Buddha's light was black

There is a world in each ray of black Buddha light. Within this ray of black Buddha light, there are magnificent mountains and rivers and countless people.

It's just that these people are fighting each other, and the mountains and rivers are stained red with blood.

In the strands of black Buddha light, there was a uniform sound of chanting the Buddha's name, and each strand of Buddha light seemed to be the most profound Dharma in the world.

Countless black Buddha lights enveloped the dull-eyed Zhang Erhe, as if they wanted to forcibly transform him, a Taoist disciple.

A black Buddha wheel was born behind Master Yuankong's head, and a black lotus emerged from under him, slowly lifting him up...

Master Yuankong in front of him is no longer that amiable monk, he is an evil Buddha who can convert all living beings with a single word!

If there are bystanders who observe carefully, they will find that Master Yuankong has nine points of similarity to the big Buddha carved in the temple.

"Come on, take refuge in my Buddha."

Master Yuankong formed the seal of Buddha with his hands and uttered the truth, Zhang Erhe had an urge to worship, and an urge to bow down to Yuankong and listen to the scriptures.

Zhang Erhe put his palms together, and his knees slowly knelt down towards the ground.

Master Yuankong showed a kind and weird smile, as long as Zhang Erhe knelt down, he would never be able to escape from his own Dharma.

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Just when Zhang Erhe's knees were about to touch the ground, a pair of powerful hands supported him.

"Buddhism does not go beyond the undergraduate course. Daoist Zhang, you are so young and you have profound Taoism. You must have never read a book. How can you enter Buddhism?"

A chuckle sounded in Zhang Erhe's ears, and Zhang Erhe's dull eyes instantly regained his clarity.

Zhang Erhe looked back and saw Qiao Yu's smiling face.

"Brother Qiao Yu!"

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Erhe's entire back was instantly wet with cold sweat, and his heart was full of fear.

Just a little bit, if it wasn't for Qiao Yu's sudden appearance, he was just a little bit close to being transformed by Master Yuankong in front of him.

Has Master Yuankong's Dharma really reached such a high level?

Seeing that the crossing of Zhang Erhe failed, Yuan Kong was not angry, and still looked like the old god was there.

"This benefactor, Qiao, also wants to take refuge in my Buddha?" Between Yuankong's lips and teeth, the Buddha's voice was released, as if he could transform all things in the world, and even Zhang Erhe's eyes couldn't help being dazed for a moment.

However, Qiao Yu was not affected at all, instead he grinned.

"No, I don't have money, and I can't afford to open a VIP or listen to the Great Compassion Mantra, so don't embarrass me."

Master Yuankong's face was a little calm. It stands to reason that everyone should have the root of wisdom, and those with the root of wisdom will naturally be influenced by his Dharma.

Why didn't the man named Qiao Yu respond in the slightest?

"Annie Buddha, my Buddha has the virtue of loving life, and I am willing to save all those who have obsessions in the world."

Master Yuankong didn't believe in evil, and the black lotus under his seat bloomed. When the petals of the lotus fell one by one, it seemed that the worlds were going to be destroyed.

However, when the black petals fell and disappeared, new petals bloomed on the black lotus, and when they bloomed, new worlds were born one after another.

Between the flowers blooming and withering, people see the truth from the destruction of the world to the rebirth. It seems that this process is a perpetual cycle, endless and never-ending.

Zhang Erhe just glanced at it, and the whole person fell into it and couldn't extricate himself. He stood there sluggishly, watching the changes of Hei Lian obsessively.

Master Yuankong sneered, but when his eyes fell on Qiao Yu, he was completely stunned.

Instead of being infected by his Dharma, that kid is still picking his nose?

"Ah? Master Yuankong, don't look at me, you continue to juggle, it looks good, hee hee." Qiao Yu scratched his head a little embarrassedly.

Master Yuankong almost got his nose twisted with anger. What is going on? He has clearly used all his Dharma. Why didn't this kid respond at all?

Master Yuankong didn't know that the person in front of him really didn't have any wisdom roots, a person with 0 intelligence and spiritual power, where did he get the wisdom roots to transform him?

At this time, Zhang Erhe suddenly woke up, he bit the tip of his tongue, and quickly backed away.

"This is not Buddhism at all!" Zhang Erhe yelled, "You are clearly an evil method to deceive people!"

"You are not Master Yuankong, you just have the same face as Master Yuankong, who are you?" Zhang Erhe's face was full of shock and anger.

"Erhe benefactor's words are wrong. The Buddha has no form, and his appearance is just a skin, Amitabha."

Master Yuankong still wanted to use his evil method to confuse Zhang Erhe, but Zhang Erhe was already prepared, and he stuck a piece of yellow talisman on his forehead.

When the Buddha's voice spread, the yellow talisman also began to burn, and Zhang Erhe's eyes remained clear.

"To be precise, he is Master Yuankong, but now, it is more appropriate to call him a ghost monk."

As soon as Qiao Yu finished speaking, the atmosphere in the temple suddenly fell silent, and a murderous aura permeated the temple.

"After all, there shouldn't be another ghost who believes in Buddhism on the ghost mountain. Are you right, Master Yuankong? Oh no, ghost monk?"