The hall where everyone is located is a temporary warehouse built by the Cheng family in the mountains according to the master's instructions.

The warehouse is made of container materials, which looks very simple.

The only advantage is that it is big enough.

And it is remote.

In other words, Guo Ranran was proficient in metaphysics and relied on paper cranes to ask for directions, so she led everyone to find this place.

Even if they found the right place, they came a little late.

The master, who was suspected to be a liar in the world, had already cut An Jiadong live under Du Qing's on-site guidance.

A transparent force was drawn from the depths of his sea of ​​consciousness.

The fat senior brother of the Beast Control Sect who was hiding in the dark was a little surprised: he had actually pulled away from his spiritual roots. However, the power was clean and pure, he had never encountered it before.

The fat senior brother was so far away that he felt a comfortable feeling.

Not to mention Du Qing, she was just standing aside to watch the fun, but when she heard An Jiadong's instinctive scream, she enjoyed it even more.

But suddenly feeling the power, Du Qing rushed forward and tried to stop the master from stuffing the power into An Jialiang's sea of ​​consciousness.

But she was still one step late.

Just the moment her finger touched the master, the master had already "completed" the secret technique.

"Damn it!"

Du Qing kicked the master over and then tried to save An Jiadong.

She did not discover her conscience, but wanted to continue to withdraw more spiritual power from An Jiadong's sea of ​​consciousness.

And spiritual power can only be extracted when the donor is alive.

Unfortunately, she was one step late.

An Jiadong could not bear the severe pain of being soaked by the spike of the spirit roots, and he was so painful that he died. His originally handsome and delicate facial features were even twisted into a ball because of the extreme pain.

It looks very pitiful.

Du Qing did not have any sympathy. She only hated An Jiadong for being too careless and actually died so easily.

Seeing the secret technique "success" with one's own eyes, Cheng Yuzhu and An Shouxin were a little excited.

Even though An Shouxin saw his eldest son die with his own eyes, he was only a little sad in his heart and comforted himself: This is destined. Perhaps it is a good thing if Jiadong dies like this, at least he will not have to suffer any more in the future!

Besides, he did not die in vain. With his spiritual roots, his younger brother could become a superior supernatural psychic.

When Jialiang becomes successful in the future, Jialiang will not forget Jiadong's sacrifice!

The couple eagerly approached and were about to ask the master a few words, such as whether they succeeded or when their son could wake up.

As a result, before the two of them opened their mouths, a series of powerful thunders fell from the sky.

Neither Cheng Yuzhu nor An Shouxin could react and was directly struck by lightning. Both the couple died!

"The Heavenly Tribulation Thunder! It's also the most powerful Nine-level Heavenly Thunder!"

Du Qing was shocked. Fortunately, she ran to check An Jiadong. She was a little far away from An Jialiang's operating table, so she was not affected.

The master was not so lucky. He had not yet woken up from the horror of seeing An Shouxin and his wife die with his own eyes. He was also hit by thunder and turned into coke.

As for An Jialiang, he was originally the target of the attack of heavenly thunder, and the subsequent few heavenly thunders were all called to him.

The warehouse instantly filled with the smell of roasted meat!

As soon as the sky thunder passed, Du Qing subconsciously came closer to check the situation. The master and the others had already died and could not die again.

Du Qing was very upset. At this moment, Guo Ranran led everyone in.

That is the scene that just happened.

But the problem is that Guo Ranran was able to find her because she had a secret metaphysical method.

And how did these monks wearing monk robes find them in front of you?

Especially Wan Xie, who recognized the identities of several people, was even more surprised at this moment. Thinking of the thin monk in the lead, Wan Xie blurted out: "Huineng, what are you talking about?"

The person called Huineng ignored Wanxie and twitched his nose, as if he was sniffing something in the air.

He half-squinted his eyes, as if he was sleepwalking, followed something that could not be seen by the naked eye, and passed Wan Xie and others, and found An Jiadong directly.

"It's here!" Huineng screamed in surprise, then opened his eyes.

But when he saw everything in front of him, his face suddenly became ugly, and he murmured: "How is it possible? This, this is impossible! He is the Buddhist son chosen by God, the one who saves the world and helps people, the future and hope of this world. How can he die!"

And he died so tragically!

Although Huineng did not see An Jiadong before his death with his own eyes, Huineng could imagine it just by looking at his twisted and painful appearance!

Well, there is another saying in their Buddhist world that the Buddha enjoys the incense of the world, but he also has to endure the disasters of sentient beings.

It is even more important to "who will go to hell if the Buddha does not go to hell?" However, it is a bit too much to be miserable to An Jiadong.

Huineng and several monks, according to a video online, they traveled thousands of miles to find the provincial capital and found An Jiadong's information.

They had already learned about An Jiadong's life: they were abducted since childhood, became a fool by human traffickers, abandoned by biological father, and their mother suffered from terminal illness, and even took him to commit suicide for a while...

Huineng and his friends could imagine how misery and misery their Buddhist son had experienced just by looking at these simple written records.

But they still didn't expect that the dignified Buddhist son and the spokesperson of the Buddha in the world not only experienced all kinds of hardships, but also death was so tragic!

"Huineng, what are you talking about in Buddhist sons?"

Just now, Huineng ignored him, and Wan Xie was a little embarrassed.

Hearing Huineng's murmur, he laughed even more angrily: "Our Holy Lotus Sect has found the Buddha's girl. You Buddhists can't afford to lose? They actually ran to identify a fool as a Buddhist son?"

Wan Xie knew that Buddhism would not give in easily, but he still didn't expect that they were so shameless!

Buddhist son, that is a spiritual object derived from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and responding to the sensation of all things.

Since it is a spiritual object, there is only one word "spirit"!

And what about An Jiadong?

That's a fool, not even a normal person, and he doesn't even have any connection with the word "spirit".

Huineng and the others said this, it was simply the greatest humiliation to the Buddha girl!

"Who said that a fool cannot be a Buddhist son? Besides, is the fool in your eyes really a fool?"

Huineng saw the tragic death of the Buddha son, and he was a little depressed, so he naturally had no worries when he spoke. He directly retorted.

"An Jiadong's spiritual power is very special, clean and pure. Du Qing, since you have just pulled away from his spiritual roots, you should have discovered it!" Huineng finished beating Wan Xie and looked at Du Qing coldly again.
Chapter completed!