Weird Taoism: I became a god in a strange world

Chapter 1109

The Buddha heard Duan Nian's words.

He seemed to have guessed her determination.

He just smiled bitterly.

He waved his hand.

He pulled everyone under the ginkgo tree.

A set of red clay stoves, a red clay teapot and teacups appeared in front of him.

The charcoal in the red clay stove was burning.

The hot water on the stove was already boiling.

"Everyone, please sit down."

"Anyway, the people present are the strongest people in Dayu, so there is no rush. Why don't you sit down and have a cup of tea?"

The Buddha went from being anxious just now.

to suddenly not being anxious now.

Tuoba Duan Nian on the ginkgo tree didn't expect the Buddha to be like this.

He didn't show disappointment or anger because of his words.

He actually invited these strong men to drink tea.

Because there was no choice.

He had been under his spell since the Mirror Palace just now.

He was passive and couldn't get out for a while.

Lin Hun took the lead and sat down.

The others followed his lead and sat down around the tea table under the big tree.

The Buddha used hot water to heat the cup.

Reached out and picked some.

Some leaves and ginkgo nuts flew down from the big ginkgo tree.

"Everyone, drinking tea also depends on the environment and mood. These ginkgo leaves and fruits are the best in the world."

"Of course, compared with the tea tree from another world on the cliff of the Ye family, it is a little worse."

"It's not bad, come, try it."

The Buddha used the leaves and fruits of the ginkgo tree as tea.

Put it in the red clay stove.

Soon a strange fragrance came from the boiling hot water.

It was very refreshing.

The Buddha personally poured tea for everyone.

First, he gave it to the Grand Master, and said with a smile:

"Grand Master Xiao Ruyi, I have been in the court with you for many years, and we even formed a short-term superficial alliance.

Although I seem to have betrayed you, you have worked hard for Dayu for so many years, day and night, which is very respectable.

I am also grateful for your care in daily life, please have tea."

Pour tea for the Grand Master.

The Grand Master picked up the tea and drank it like a puppet.

He was not afraid of the heat.

He drank it all in one gulp.

After drinking it, he fell to the ground and died with a "plop".

He was dead.

The Buddha seemed to be completely unconcerned and continued to pour tea for the eldest prince.

"Your Highness, you have been in the dark for so many years, thinking about Dayu and the human race with all your heart."

"You seem ordinary, but you are actually outstanding. You seem harmless, but you are the hidden knife of Dayu who has killed countless people. Your existence makes Dayu run efficiently."

"Dayu has performed well and retreated strangely, and the human race has prospered. It is admirable."

"Please have some tea."

Pour tea for the eldest prince Tuoba Wanjun.

The eldest prince seemed to have not seen the death of the great master just now.

Pick up the hot tea and drink it again.

The eldest prince died.

The Buddha turned around and poured tea for the third prince.

"Your Highness, Third Prince, if I hadn't cultivated your thoughts of renunciation, I would have called you a saint.

You are a rare talent, you have killed countless enemies on the battlefield, you are an iron-blooded prince, you are gifted, and it is not easy for you to master the "Huangji Law" to a high level."

"You are a man of great talent, you endure humiliation and bear heavy burdens, and you will rise to prominence in one day. You are a saint."

"I admire you."

"Please have some tea."

Pour tea for the Third Prince in the same way.

At this moment, the Third Prince was stronger than the Grand Master and the First Prince.

The bones in his body made an unyielding "crackling" sound.

That was the will of the Third Prince to fight against the Buddha.

But he was no match for the Buddha at all.

The confrontation between unyielding and strong.

The Third Prince stretched out his hand to hold the tea and trembled in the air.

The veins on his hand burst.

His hands were full of blood.

His blood fell to the ground and emitted a holy golden light.

"Hmm? Is this a little bit of the power of faith of a saint?"

The Buddha said softly.

The third prince relied on the little strength he got from the golden blood flowing from his hands.

But he suddenly looked up at Tuoba Duannian in the air.

He said firmly word by word:

"Duannian... you... inherit the throne... protect the human race... the human race will not be destroyed!"

Puff!

The bones of the third prince were suppressed by the strange and powerful power of the Buddha and broke one after another.

There was a crackling sound.

The blood spurted out and turned the third prince into a blood man.

The third prince, who had exhausted all his strength, could no longer fight against the Buddha.

Pick up the cup of tea and drink it.

He died after drinking it.

It seemed like he was hit by some kind of evil magic.

Unexpectedly, the third prince's last strength was not himself.

Instead, he asked Tuoba Duannian to inherit the position of the saint.

Asked her to protect the human race!

Until death.

The Third Prince is thinking about protecting the human race from becoming a bloody food for the weird!

Taku on the Ginkgo TreeBa Duannian looked indifferently at the great master and the eldest prince who died after drinking tea.

But after hearing and seeing the words and performance of the third prince, his eyes sparkled.

Only Lin Hun and Ye Tianlian were left in the field.

And at this moment, Ye Tianlian's sword energy was as wild as a golden snake dancing wildly.

After seeing the great master, the eldest prince, and the third prince fall to the ground and die after drinking the Buddha's tea.

Ye Tianlian began to use sword energy to break this "certain death situation".

But no matter what he did.

He always felt that there was an irresistible force exerted on him.

"Buddha, is this the 'blood trick'?"

Ye Tianlian is worthy of being the strongest of the Ye family in Donghai and the strongest swordsman in Donghai.

He actually grasped the key in this certain death situation.

Blood trick.

Goodbye blood trick.

Powerful blood trick that only exists in rumors.

Blood trick that ordinary people cannot resist.

From the Mirror Palace to the current Baixi Temple.

From the beginning, everyone had been hit by the Buddha's blood trick.

From the beginning, the Buddha had already used all his strength to cast the blood trick on everyone.

Everyone was hit by the blood trick without knowing it.

"As expected of the head of the Ye family, you are the best swordsman in the East China Sea and the best in the East China Sea."

"You can see that I am using the blood trick, which is not easy and very strong."

"Then, head of the Ye family, can you tell what kind of blood trick I am?"

The Buddha gently poured tea for him.

He has not yet evaluated him.

"I don't know. Can you tell me?"

Ye Tianlian's eyes were red.

His eyeballs were full of blood.

He was desperately fighting against the opponent's "blood trick".

But he couldn't get rid of it.

"The head of the Ye family has lived in the East China Sea for generations, inheriting the mysterious sword from the sky and forming his own school."

"The mysterious sword comes from the sky, just like the 'Daihu Golden Buddha' that I practice, which is completely different from the trickery of this world."

"The Ye family killed the smelly trickery of the East China Sea with swords, and swore to defend the interests of the human race in the East China Sea to the death. They are the barrier of the East China Sea of ​​Dayu and have established unparalleled merits."

"The head of the Ye family is extremely powerful and is ready to die. The two daughters and one son he has cultivated are all outstanding people."

"It's admirable."

"Please have some tea."

The red clay teacup in front of Ye Tianlian was seven-tenths full.

The Buddha looked at Ye Tianlian.

Ye Tianlian was sweating all over.

The blood in his eyes flowed out.

The sword energy on his body was too chaotic.

Suppressed by the blood trickery, it seemed that the sound of a broken sword could be heard from him.

Ye Tianlian was much stronger than the three people including the Grand Master.

Even at this moment, he was still fighting against the Buddha.

"You... haven't told me... the name of the blood trick... yet..."