Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

In the crowd, Zhang Yifeng looked at the Buddhist's reaction, but there was a hint of understanding in his eyes.

Although Zhang Yifeng has not been to Lingzhou much, he has a basic understanding of Buddhist culture. Buddhists, especially Buddhists who study Buddhism, believe in Buddha and the six paths of reincarnation.

They firmly believe that as long as they devote themselves to studying Buddhism, Buddhists will not fall into hell after death, but will ascend to the paradise world and bathe in Buddha's grace. Therefore, when they pass away, they often choose to sit down instead of preparing a coffin for themselves.

There is no doubt that the owner of this nine-story pagoda must be a Buddhist with advanced Buddhist practices. He must have a deep understanding of Buddhist culture. He will definitely not place such a large number of coffins in his burial pagoda. .

Because they value the soul, not the body.

Buddhists believe that after their death, their souls will be taken to the Paradise, which is the kingdom of heaven where Buddhists live.

As a great practitioner of Buddhism, Tianxin Buddhist naturally understood this very well, so when he saw so many coffins in front of him, he had a look of confusion in his eyes.

"Yimei, open these coffins."

Buddhist Tianxin spoke again, this time towards Master Yimei.

He said to Master Yimei, and then his eyes focused on the coffin in front of him again.

Master Yimei disliked Tianxin Buddhist's almost commanding tone, but at the moment he was more concerned about where these coffins came from and what was in them.

Thinking of this, Master Yimei glanced at the two Shenfu Sect monks behind him, gave a light drink, and said: "Go, open the coffin."

The two monks nodded, carefully walked to the coffin closest to them, and pushed the coffin hard. But the strange thing was that no matter how hard they tried, they were still unable to shake the coffin lid even a millimeter away. None moved.

The two monks looked a little ugly, and one of them cursed and said, "I don't believe it. I can't do anything about a broken coffin."

Before he finished speaking, the monk was seen using his spiritual power on his feet, jumped up high, and kicked the coffin violently.

Buzz!

Following the monk's movements, a dull sound rang in everyone's ears.

Hearing this sound, everyone's faces turned pale inexplicably, as if the monk's kick just now had kicked them in the heart, and a strange feeling of discomfort hit their hearts.

"Asshole, what are you doing!" Tianxin Buddhist scolded him coldly.

Although he was shocked as to why there were so many coffins in the nine-story pagoda, he also knew that there was something strange everywhere here. It would be very dangerous to disrespect these coffins without knowing the origin of them. things.

After being scolded by Tianxin Buddhist, the monk smiled and was about to speak, but at this moment, his face suddenly turned pale.

"ah!"

Immediately afterwards, a miserable cry came from his mouth, and he looked towards his right leg with horror on his face.

"Ah, my legs!"

The monk was horrified, his voice full of panic.

Everyone looked at the sound, and their expressions suddenly changed. They saw that the monk's right leg was rapidly disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

That’s right, it just disappears!

His right leg, starting from the right foot, is disappearing strangely. The strange thing is that there is no wound on his right foot or even the entire right leg, and there is no blood flowing out, as if his right leg has been swallowed by the void. , just disappeared out of thin air.

Seeing this scene, everyone's faces turned pale, and another Shenfu Sect disciple who stepped forward had a look of horror on his face, and rolled away from these strange coffins.

"Master Yimei, save me!"

The disciple whose right leg disappeared looked extremely frightened and kept asking Master Yimei for help.

But Master Yimei just looked at him with an ugly expression, without any intention of saving him.

When the Shenfu Sect disciple saw this, there was a look of despair in his eyes. Amidst the screams, his entire right leg disappeared. Then, his whole person disappeared, even a strand of hair. None remained.

Seeing this scene, everyone's expressions became horrified.

This scene was really weird, so weird that it made their hearts tremble.

"Venerable Tianxin, what is going on?" Master Yimei walked up to Tianxin Buddhist disciple with an ugly expression and asked.

Hearing what Master Yimei said, Tianxin Buddhist disciple snorted coldly and said: "Yimei, take care of your people. This sixth level feels very weird to me. If they do this again, we will probably all die here. .”

"Die here?" Master Yimei's face changed after hearing this, "Did the Venerable say it was too serious? Although these coffins are weird, there are so many of us, how could we die here?"

Seeing the disapproving look on Master Yimei's face, Tianxin Buddhist's face turned cold. He was about to speak, but at this moment, he heard a sudden exclamation from the crowd.

"Look quickly, there is something written on the spirit tablet."

A casual cultivator pointed in the direction of the coffin with a horrified look on his face.

When everyone heard the sound and looked around, their expressions changed.

I saw a line of small words on the wordless spiritual tablet in front of the coffin that the two Shenfu Sect disciples had pried before.

It was this line of words that made all the cultivators change their expressions.

"A third-level monk in the Nascent Soul stage of Shenfu Sect, the position of Pang Ling."

You know, the monk who died just now was named Pang Ling, but why does his name appear on the wordless spirit tablet?

"Are these coffins prepared for us?"

Among the crowd, a thin monk said timidly.

After hearing this, everyone's expressions changed, and Master Yimei's expression became even more uncertain.

If what the monk said just now is true and there are thirty-six coffins here, doesn't it mean that thirty-six people are going to die here?

Thinking of this, a stern look appeared in Master Yimei's eyes. His cold eyes looked at the thin monk who just spoke, with a cold look in his eyes.

"You, go over and take a look."

When the thin monk heard this, his face turned pale immediately. He knelt down in front of Master Yimei and said in a trembling voice.

"I, I don't dare to go, please forgive me."

Master Yimei frowned, but remained unmoved. He said in a cold voice: "Either you go there by yourself, or I kill you and throw you over. It's your choice."

Seeing the undisguised killing intent in Master Yimei's eyes, the thin monk shuddered, and a look of despair appeared in his eyes. Then he stood up tremblingly, and walked towards the coffin with the words on the spiritual tablet with fear on his face. .