"These people are so despicable that they actually led the skeleton soldiers into our camp. Big Brother, let's activate the camp protection formation.
"How long can the protective formation hold out? I think we should just run away!"
When encountering an emergency, monks also know to omit nonsense such as "Amitabha".
"Where can we escape to? There are so many skeleton soldiers. It's not wise to defend the mountain by ourselves or to escape.
I think we should take these people into the mountains, so that we can have more people to defend ourselves." said the eldest brother Zhicheng.
Although monks always say "good deeds", when faced with life and death situations, these monks all hold the idea that it is better to let the donor die than to let the monk die.
The monks naturally thought that if the donors died, they could still help to liberate their souls, but if ordinary monks died, there would be no one to liberate their souls.
Except for the outlier Zhiframe...
"Amitabha, Brother Zhicheng is right, let's stay and open the door of compassion for these people!
Besides, our Buddhist scriptures have the effect of restraining these skeleton soldiers.
Big Brother, I will go and lend a helping hand to those donors right away!"
After Zhizhen finished speaking, he flew down the mountain, completely ignoring the voices of his fellow disciples behind him who were calling him.
Zhijue, Zhiqing, Zhineng, Zhiyi, Zhizhong and Zhihai immediately flew up and followed without thinking.
Previously, they abandoned Zhizhen and escaped alone, causing everyone to lose a great opportunity. Now they must follow Zhizhen closely. It would be bad if they missed any great opportunity again.
In a moment, Zhijian arrived in front of the tide of skeleton soldiers.
I saw him sitting cross-legged in the air, with his hands clasped together, and began to recite Buddhist scriptures.
He had no Buddhist beads, no Zen staff, and no other spiritual weapons in his hands. He just sat cross-legged in the void, reciting Buddhist scriptures earnestly.
If you have Buddha in your heart, you are Buddha!
Rays of golden light enveloped him, and the peaceful Zhizhen was like a god or Buddha, sitting quietly in the void and spreading the Buddha's light to the earth.
Wherever the Buddha's light reached, the skeleton soldiers stopped moving instantly and held their heads in pain.
The skeleton soldiers behind continued to surge up like a wave, trampling the motionless skeleton soldiers in front under their feet.
Soon, a pile of broken skeletons piled up under Zhizhen like a small mountain.
And the Zhiframe is like sitting cross-legged on a mountain of skulls.
Zhijue and others were deeply shocked by Zhizhen. No wonder the master said that he was the most Buddha-like disciple of this generation. Now it seems that he is really like the reincarnation of Buddha.
The six people were arranged on both sides of Zhizhen.
They lined up in a line with Zhizhen, bathing in the Buddha's light while waving their rosaries to join in the chanting of scriptures.
With Zhizhen around, the skeleton soldiers must have sensed the danger and wanted to bypass him.
The addition of Zhijue and others further expanded the range of the Buddha's light, so that the skeleton soldiers had to bypass an area of at least a thousand feet.
The skeleton soldiers took a detour, which bought time for the one or two thousand people, and soon they arrived outside Cibeitian's camp.
Because they were ready to accommodate these people, the monks had already opened the entrance to the camp.
"Finally escaped! Master, quickly close the formation, those skeleton soldiers are chasing us!"
"That's right, Master. If the skeleton soldiers catch up with us, we will all die!"
"Master, what's wrong with you? Close the formation immediately!"
As soon as the group of people fled up the mountain, they started shouting.
It's not their fault. The skeleton soldiers are simply too powerful, too cruel and terrifying, making them shudder at the mere thought of them.
Zhijue clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, my disciple from Cibeitian hasn't returned yet, so the formation won't close!"
A female cultivator yelled, "Master, how could you do this? We have one or two thousand lives. How could you disregard our lives just to wait for seven fellow disciples?"
"Yes, these monks are cold-blooded. They appear compassionate on the surface, but deep down they are darker than anyone else!"
"Everyone unite, there are only thirty of them, let's take this hill!"
"That's right, monks are always double-faced, and they've killed countless people! Only by seizing the mountain will we have a chance to survive!"
"Ah! Skeleton soldiers are coming up the mountain!"
When they saw the skeleton soldiers coming up the mountain, some people started to flee again, while most people turned their attention to the monk.
"The monks aren't afraid of the skeleton soldiers, but we are. Let's unite. I have a formation plate here. Let's set up the formation plate and defend for a while!"
"I also have a formation plate here!"
"Are you going to activate the defensive formation or not? If you don't, don't blame us for being rude!"
Zhicheng looked up at the sky, then at his fellow apprentices who were trembling with anger at this group of people. He sighed and said, "Since the souls of these donors have fallen into endless darkness, may the Buddha have mercy on them. Everyone, please do your best to liberate them!"
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