What about the hungry horse?
Is there a monty?
I don’t panic at the thought of it. Although Monty found an amazing hungry ghost by looking for incense, it is estimated that this thing has also been torn by this Monty hand.
The hungry ghost growled for a while and suddenly found that no one was running away, whether it was the old monk with blood on his face or the Taoist priest in black in front of him, staring at himself with a face of sand skin expression.
"Again and again, the monks know their karma, and there are many kinds of hungry ghosts."
"Peter Wenhui has a brief view on 36 kinds of hungry ghosts"
"All hungry ghosts are born there because of greed and jealousy."
The old abbot looked at the hungry ghost and muttered to himself. The samurai hungry ghost was angered. At present, two ordinary blood-eating hearts had never been afraid to say
He’s going to … Eat them. That’s what he should do!
"Remember to eat people later?"
"Do you remember … who you are?"
There seems to be a floating word in Ji Xiang’s eyes asking this question, and the hungry ghost also has a trace of chaos. He was really stopped by Ji Xiang’s question and seemed to think of something, like the rotten meat shaking and gradually wrinkling.
"It’s me … who am I?"
"Hey … Nobunaga …"
"It’s my name."
Hungry ghost claimed to be nobunaga, but Ji Xiang shook his head and immediately sighed.
"How many years have passed since this? It’s really amazing that the living have turned into ghosts and the dead have survived. Is it so easy to manipulate things? Even those great people in Lishanhe want to reverse life and death. Yin and Yang have to pay a huge price. Although you have never become immortals, is it so easy to change Yin and Yang in this land?"
"Incense sacrifice turns you into a hungry ghost. Did Buddhist chanting make you lose your mind? After breaking your golden body and iron plastic, the huge ghosts and gods in the temple will come out, right?"
"Sacrificed by the incense of the national luck, it is nurtured through your medium, and the body of Nobunaga Oda creates incredible things. On the sixth day, the demon king is also known as Papman, and Moro is also known as the enemy of China and Buddhism."
"But just a mortal can’t bear what Papman’s magic number raises, and it is doomed to be impossible to become Papman."
"It’s just an ordinary fiend."
Ji Xiang stretched out his left hand toward the hungry ghost ahead.
"Although the mana cost is almost the same, this trick doesn’t need to move my own mana."
"Zhi Guangxiu, what do you think this is?"
When the first four words are spoken, the spirit of the samurai hungry ghost seems to be shaken. But before he can return to absolute being, a huge face with blue face and fangs suddenly appears in her left hand!
Cover the whole hall in an instant!
The grimace laughed and made a penetrating sound, and then a wave of ghostly and hot gas emitted from it. The ghost of the grimace bit the samurai hungry ghost and twisted his whole body and swallowed it directly into the void!
Ji Xiang’s five fingers disappeared with a grimace, followed by a large number of Yan Fu Tan Jin flowing out of them soon!
At the same time, the sounds in hell seem to be coming again. This time, it is not only the sound of peacock king, but also other demons …
"Give you some of this."
Ji Xiang threw a handful of Yan Fu Tan Jin to the old abbot, who didn’t take it for granted, but soon found that these sands had a great resonance with his own Buddha nature. He didn’t know what these things were, but there was no doubt that they could help him greatly.
"How dare the little monk ask the big demon about this?"
The old abbot has some difficulties in asking questions.
"This good thing looks really valuable, and you are in the underworld. With all due respect, I’m afraid something bad will happen to the magic deal."
Ji Xiang said unexpectedly, "Bad things will happen, but I think this Yan Fu Tan Jin should be enough to compensate you for the big losses."
"What this this this this this this is Yan Fu Tan Jin!"
The old abbot was shocked, and the magic words were not surprising at present. He didn’t know if the other party had killed him for a while!
Although his face is suspicious, I think that even if it’s not true, it’s definitely a treasure. Remember that the gold hasn’t flowed out of each other’s palms just now?
"Dare to ask the big devil for this gold?"
"A Nose Hell"
The old abbot stopped talking.
Ji Xiang still couldn’t understand him, so he simply explained, "My left hand can get through the gate to A-bi’s hell. This is the power of dirty king kong … but you don’t seem to believe in him here and you don’t need to know too much."
"These Yan Fu gold are all hungry people in A-nose hell who work overtime day and night and personally find out from Yan Fu River. There is absolutely no fake. Do you believe that there are hungry people with smelly hands?"
The old abbot was shocked.
You say that as if A Bi Hell is your home. Hungry people are working in your home. You are worse than Papman!
But suddenly the earth shook violently and he thought that the hungry ghost had just been taken away and hurriedly said, "The demon just called the hungry ghost name …? ！”
"Zhi Guangxiu, aren’t you the abbot of Nengsi Temple? Zhi Guangxiu doesn’t even know him?"
Ji Xiang waved his hand. "Well, he’s not important. He’s just a Promethean. If he’s been made into a hungry ghost, it’s just a medium. Now that he’s gone, things will come out."
"It’s like moving a stone that blocks the water … Look!"
A huge magic gas foaming at the mouth!
The surrounding Buddha statues were shattered into dust, and the real magic gas emerged from her elephant body. Although the magic gas was weak, the magic gas rushed up in that place, but it could not pollute her elephant body