Lord 2843

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By the time Qian Yunsheng arrived at the Main Hall, there were already two to three thousand people gathered in the hall, and a steady stream of monks were coming in from outside.

He looked at the dark crowd of heads in the hall, and whispered to Wenxinzhu, "This temple is usually quiet. It's hard to see just a handful of monks. I didn't expect so many people to come out for such a gathering."

"Thinking about the monks scattered throughout the Western Region and the small world of Huangquan, it seems that there are tens of thousands of monks in the temple and they are really not lying."

Wenxinzhu may have felt quite a bit of pressure at this time, and she only heard it hum softly:

"Stop talking, I can already feel a very powerful aura here! You'd better hold your breath and calm down, don't stand there and attract attention."

Qian Yunsheng was shocked, knowing that the Wenxin Pearl was a newly advanced fairy weapon. It might be quite powerful for him, but it might just be a little finger in front of a powerful person.

Therefore, after receiving Wen Xin Zhu's instructions, he did not dare to stand still, but walked silently towards the designated places in the hall where each row and generation were arranged.

Before he had walked more than ten steps, Qian Yunsheng saw Xuan Bei standing in the train waving to him from a distance, so he hurried over.

In addition to saying hello to several elders around him, he also whispered the Buddha's name to Xuan Bei, "First Seat."

Xuanbei nodded and said, "You're here too, just follow me."

Qian Yunsheng nodded quickly. He was worried about how to stand. So he didn't even dare to make a sound, and quickly stood up behind Xuan Bei.

After a while, all the monks basically arrived, and for a while, only darkness could be seen in the hall. But despite the large number of people in the hall, there was no sound, which showed the extremely high quality of the monks.

As everyone arrived, the three monks who were sitting on the top futon opened their eyes and all chanted the Buddha's name "Amitabha!"

Then, the three of them stood up and led everyone in the hall to worship the three tall Buddha statues in the hall.

Qian Yunsheng glanced secretly at the three monks at the top, and saw that each of them was very thin and old, with two long white eyebrows that almost reached their waists.

There is also a middle-aged man with a big belly and a rather naive look.

His face was extremely rosy, and when he wasn't smiling, the flesh on his face was almost piled together. There was also a beautiful tiger with an eye-catching white forehead lying at his feet, sleeping soundly next to his futon as if there was no one around.

Finally, there was a very young monk, not very tall. If he hadn't stood next to the two monks and paid homage together, Qian Yunsheng would have almost thought that this man was some humble sweeping novice.

In Qian Yunsheng's mind, Wen Xinzhu saw the three monks paying homage together, and silently exclaimed, "It's actually them!"

While Qian Yunsheng followed the others to worship the Buddha statue, he quietly asked, "Who are the people at the top?"

Wenxinzhu replied quietly

"Don't you know this? In our Leiyin Temple, it is said that there are two sages who subdued the dragon and subdued the tiger. Look at the one on the far left. There is a tiger lying at its feet. It seems that it is probably one of them, the sage Fuhu. "

"The eyebrows of the one in the middle are longer than the knees, so he is probably the Lord with Long Eyebrows. As for the one on the right, to be honest, he is so young. Considering that I have stayed in Leiyin Temple for so many years, I really didn't notice it. which one."

Qian Yunsheng was curious and asked, "Can't you even tell who this person is?"

Wenxinzhu said with a bit of embarrassment, "Isn't this strange? Leiyin Temple is a big temple that has been passed down for thousands of years. I have only been here for a few years. Besides, I am mainly responsible for asking people's hearts. Most of the people who are tortured are monks who have just entered the temple. .”

"Those old guys who have been in Leiyin Temple for thousands of years, maybe they are older than me in retreat. Isn't it normal that I don't recognize them?"

Qian Yunsheng nodded secretly in his heart. Sure enough, Leiyin Temple had great foundation. However, in this solemn environment, he lost the intention to argue with Wen Xin Zhu, and stood up after everyone had finished their salutes.

Just when he was worried, he saw another tall monk flying down from the top of Qingniantanggula Mountain. Except for his rather tall stature, this monk's appearance and clothing were all ordinary.

In addition to a cassock showing his identity, if this cassock is taken away and left among the monks, uninformed people will not be able to tell any difference at all.

As soon as the monk flew into the hall and came to the front of the three venerables, he heard three more bells ringing from the Mahavira Hall.

When the monks saw this, they all announced the name of the Buddha, "Namo, my master, Sakyamuni Tathagata! I have met the abbot!"

The tall monk came to the main hall and first nodded to everyone to signal them to complete the ceremony. Then he said to the three people in the hall, "Amitabha, the three venerables have to work hard."

The three venerables said together, "See Abbot Zenjing!"

It turns out that this leader is a monk from the previous generation of Leiyin Temple, and he is ranked in the seniority of "Zhao Zen Puxi".

Abbot Chanjing and the three venerables exchanged polite words before turning back and speaking loudly to the people in the temple below.

"Everyone has seen it before. This time, the battle between the small world of Huangquan and our main world actually started near my Leiyin Temple!"

"This is truly a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for our Leiyin Temple. I have summoned you all here today to discuss it."

"How can we take advantage of this good opportunity to fight against more ghosts and monsters, which can also reduce some pressure on our station in the small world of Huangquan."

When Qian Yunsheng saw that the tall monk turned out to be the abbot, he became even more confused. Without knowing the other party's realm at all, I couldn't help but think to myself:

"Could it be that the blow that rained down from Qingnian Tanggula Mountain just now was actually delivered by him?"

Seeing that Qian Yunsheng was still thinking wildly at this time, Wen Xinzhu couldn't help but remind him, "Hurry up and collect your mind!"

"You don't even know what place and time this is. If the other party has cultivated the same psychic powers as Huijian, I'm afraid your expression or look will not be able to miss the other party's Dharma."

Qian Yunsheng was also shocked and quickly collected his thoughts. Nodding silently in his heart, he secretly thought that Wen Xinzhu reminded him in time, and once again stabilized his mind and listened solemnly.

As the head abbot's voice fell, Venerable Fuhu spoke first, "What else is there to say? Give me a group of elite soldiers and I can break through this blood pool!"

This Venerable Fuhu has a huge body and extremely strong energy. Even though his voice was loud, he didn't know how to raise his spirits, and the rubble on the roof was vibrating as he spoke.

Qian Yunsheng was almost shocked when he heard this. The sound was like cracking gold and gravel. He was not careful at first, as if he had been hit by a hammer on both eardrums.

Fortunately, Qian Yunsheng obeyed Wen Xin Zhu's instructions and calmed his mind, so he only felt uncomfortable in his ears, but he was still able to stabilize himself.

He secretly glanced at the expressions of the other monks and found that all of them were extremely quiet. I don’t know if they all already knew the characteristics of Venerable Fuhu’s loud voice, or if they all have a deep understanding of it.

However, what surprised Qian Yunsheng was that although the Crouching Tiger Arhat was so loud, the tiger at his feet seemed to be sleeping soundly without being affected.

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