"Master!" Bai Song became nervous and shouted. He didn't care about it anymore and wanted to go up and pick out the snake.
Unexpectedly, a bunch of hair whipped over like a whip and instantly wrapped around Bai Song's neck.
Bai Song felt unable to breathe for a moment. Those hairs were more powerful than a python, dragging Bai Song directly off the ground.
"The imperial court's eagle dogs are very clever! They killed dozens of people from my holy sect. Do you think you can still leave alive?"
"Mr. Bai!"
Qing'er screamed and rushed forward, but like Bai Song, she was instantly tangled in her hair.
"Descendants of the Mo family, I am very disappointed in you! You actually betrayed the Holy Religion for a man. Today, I will clean up the family on behalf of your grandfather!"
As he spoke, the hair on his neck became tighter and tighter, and Bai Song could only kick his legs like a dehydrated fish.
In the face of absolute strength, no matter what means or resourcefulness are useless.
Bai Song glanced at the master with his last breath. He knew that only this master could save him.
In a daze, Bai Song saw that the Buddha statue in the Buddhist hall seemed to emit a golden light. The hot flames swept through the entire Buddhist hall. All the candles were extinguished. The snakes were scalded to the ground and rolled in pain. The hair on their necks suddenly burned. There was a fire.
Bai Song's neck relaxed and he fell to the ground, holding his throat and inhaling heavily.
The same was true for Qing'er, who knelt beside Bai Song and huddled up in pain.
All the hair was put back, and the leader was also shocked by the scene just now, pointing at the master: "Old Bald Donkey, who are you?! I'm afraid your internal strength has already passed the late stage of Peiyuanjing!"
"Amitabha, female donor, you'd better go. As long as I'm here, you can't hurt this donor no matter what."
"What a loud tone!"
The leader was furious, and with a push of both hands, a wave of air swept across the temple. Evil winds were everywhere in the temple. Doors and windows were rattling. Tributes, door curtains, candlesticks, and futons were all flying around. It felt like the temple was about to be demolished in an instant. .
The only thing that didn't move was the Buddha statue behind the master. The master stood in front of the Buddha statue, as still as a mountain.
In the strong wind, the leader's palms turned into claws and rushed forward. He arrived in front of the master like lightning. The claws faced his face and his nails were as sharp as a vulture. The master raised his hand and pointed it with two fingers.
The two of them collided instantly, and the extinguished candles and fruit tributes that fell to the ground suddenly exploded. Dust and fruit pulp flew into the chaotic Buddhist hall, making the chaos indescribable.
But in the midst of this chaos, a woman's scream suddenly came, and a black figure flew out and directly hit a wall. The person also flew out for more than ten meters and landed in a dark haystack. .
"Amitabha!"
"No...impossible...you...you are Xu Hua, the greatest master in the world."
"The female benefactor, the poor monk's Dharma name is Xuanpu. Since this young master came here, he has a connection with Buddhism. In front of the Buddha, the poor monk cannot be seen dead or saved."
In the haystack far away, the leader stood up and couldn't help but vomit a mouthful of blood. His momentum was greatly reduced: "I didn't expect that the great master who dared to break into the palace alone to assassinate the emperor today was reduced to being a lackey for the imperial court! You are recognized Number one in the world, I ask myself that I am not your opponent. Today, for the sake of my reputation as number one in the world, I will spare this kid! But you can protect him for a while, but you cannot protect him for life! As long as he leaves this place, I will He will definitely take his life! And you, now that you have been poisoned by my snake venom, I want to see how the Grand Master detoxifies the Grand Master's poison."
After saying that, the black shadow flashed and the person disappeared into the night.
Return!
The leader of the Holy Lotus Sect was forced to retreat by the master!
Bai Song deeply experienced the feeling of surviving from desperate situations, which was an indescribable sense of joy.
But what Bai Song couldn't even imagine was the master's true identity.
He turned out to be the third person in the world...
No, he is number one in the world!
This is simply unbelievable. I randomly found a ruined temple, but the world's best expert actually lived inside it?
It seems that God has not forgotten that he is the protagonist.
Number one in the world!
Number one in the world!
The more Bai Song thought about it, the more excited he became. He felt that God had allowed him to meet the best in the world here, not just to save him once.
Meeting is an arrangement of fate, Bai Song must grasp it well.
This is a rare opportunity.
"Thank you, senior, for saving me!" Bai Song saw the master again and showed an unprecedented respectful attitude.
The master bowed and said: "The donor is very polite. Since he is a pilgrim under the Buddha, he and the poor monk are destined to be together. As long as he is in this temple, no matter who he is, the poor monk will try his best to save him."
"I didn't expect that the master would be the greatest master in the world. It's really surprising and admirable."
"It's just some fallacies in the secular world. The poor monk has forgotten it for many years."
Bai Song knew that the other party did not want to mention the past, so he said no more: "Senior, I heard that the demon said that you were poisoned, can you let me take a look?"
While talking, a young novice monk said: "Master, you were bitten by a snake just now. Let this benefactor take a look. The benefactor is very good at detoxifying, and my junior brother has already woken up."
With that said, the little novice lit a few new candles, and there was light again in the Buddhist hall.
The young novice monk began to clean the Buddhist hall, while Bai Song followed the master to the Zen room in the backyard.
Bai Song looked at the master's arm. There was a snake bite mark and a nail claw mark.
The wounds are not deep, but they carry different toxins.
These poisons may be very difficult for others, but they are not difficult for Bai Song.
Bai Song began to detoxify the master, and the master looked at Bai Song silently, also a little surprised.
"The donor should be a master of medicine."
"When you go out, you have to have some skills. What's the use of having better medical skills? Aren't they also subject to others? When you meet a real master, you have no room to fight back. Unlike the master, no one in the world dares to do so. provoke."
"Donor, this world is so big, there is no such thing as being the best in the world. Every mountain is as high as the next."
"Senior, if you are so capable, why do you want to be a monk in the mountains?"
The master smiled and did not answer. Instead, he asked Bai Song a question: "The donor is also capable, so why does he come to the mountains to pray for Buddha again?"
Bai Song did not hide anything and said in a deep voice: "I killed people, many people. I don't know whether I am right or wrong. I pray to Buddha for peace of mind."
Bai Song paused, thought for a while, and simply told the master where he came from and everything he had experienced during this period.
Bai Song told the story for a long time, and immediately asked after finishing it: "Master, do you think I am right to kill someone?"
"There is nothing wrong with eradicating the evil in the world. Although Buddhism emphasizes on saving people, the poor monk has been in Buddhism for many years, but he still cannot achieve a state of mind that can be saved by everyone. The donor should not be too worried about killing one person and saving a hundred people."
