The golden body of Skanda Bodhisattva was silent, just like Qin Xianqing, a mere mortal who dared to challenge the majestic Buddhist Dharma Protector Bodhisattva after eating the heart of a bear.
Everything was silent.
Qin Xianqing pointed his sword at the golden body.
His expression was extremely serious, as if that golden body was the only enemy he had ever seen in his life.
The young man narrowed his eyes slightly. Sister Qin would never draw the sword for no reason. There must be some unknown weirdness in this golden body.
"Hiding and hiding, what kind of hero do you think you are?!"
"Amitabha."
It was as if the golden body of Skanda Bodhisattva had spoken.
"I've been sleepy for twenty years and finally got a good night's sleep. You girl is too ignorant to disturb my dreams."
Chu Wuchan was stunned, and saw the old monk yawning, stretching, and slowly walking out from behind the golden body of Wei Tuo Bodhisattva.
"For twenty years, the sky has been dark and the earth has been dark. Finally, the clouds clear and the sun appears. Buddha bless...Buddha bless...Amitabha."
Step out of the hall.
I don't know where I found the monk's robes to wear, which gave the old monk an ethereal and distant aura.
When the three of them saw the old monk's true face, they were all shocked.
The body of this old monk is as if it were made of gold, as if he were really the Skanda Bodhisattva descending to earth.
"Female benefactor, there is a wrongdoer and a debtor, and you and I have no grudges. Why should we hold a sword in our hand and start murdering ourselves? It is better to go back, so as to save our lives, find an honest man who respects each other as a guest, and can live a long life together. "
The old monk laughed.
There was no mercy in the laughter, and to their ears it sounded like the wail of a night owl.
"Yes, yes, it's you..." Chu Wuchan took a few steps back, in disbelief.
The old monk was attracted by Chu Wuchan, and his eyes shifted to him and never left him, "You little guy has a good Vajra Body. After polishing it for three or four years, it will almost become a flawless and unsullied Buddha's six-foot-long golden body." .”
Not long after, the old monk grinned ferociously.
"The old monk has a six-foot-long golden body. Little guy, open your eyes wide and take a good look at how powerful my Buddhist invincible golden body is!"
The words fell.
In an instant, he was in front of Qin Xianqing's sword.
at the same time.
The majestic sword energy exploded.
An overwhelming tornado seemed to have rolled up around Qin Xianqing.
The old monk seems to have opened the red curtain on the stage.
Squeeze closer to her.
Countless sword energy clanked on the body, not to mention damaging it at all. Even the ordinary monk's robes were not damaged at all.
The old monk laughed wildly.
A stream of blood flowed from the corner of Qin Xianqing's mouth.
The Buddhist lion roars.
Shocking to the soul.
The sword energy that filled the sky was gathered, and the three-foot green sharp edge pierced the old monk.
The old monk suddenly clasped his hands together.
Shengsheng patted Qin Xianqing's sword.
Sword, dilemma.
The old monk asked: "Little guy, do you see clearly how the Zhangliu Golden Body will be practiced next?"
"..."
"explain!!"
Chu Wuchan's lips moved, "I see clearly."
"Okay, I see that today's Buddhist disciples are all like drunkards. They have no Taoist realm and no ability to fight. I will show you another trick. Open your eyes and see clearly."
Holding the sword's edge with one hand, it could not hurt his flesh at all.
His right hand made a fist and reached forward. When it was close to Qin Xianqing's forehead, he suddenly exerted force.
Just a simple inch punch.
But the old monk exerted a terrifying power that broke open mountains and rivers.
Qin Xianqing had resolutely abandoned her long sword when the old monk made any move. Before her fist could show its power, she slightly clenched it, and a three-foot long sword appeared in her hand that seemed to be made of thunder and lightning.
While moving back to distance himself from the old monk, he also handed out the sword.
The fist collided with the tip of the sword.
At this time, the old monk's self-righteous so-called golden body of six feet was finally injured for the first time.
Lightning spread from his arms to his whole body, and Qin Xianqing seemed to have forged a cage made of thunder and lightning for the old monk.
"Ha, little swordsman, you really have some pretty good skills."
The old monk beat the thunder cage away, the clouds were calm and the wind was gentle, "Did you see clearly, little guy?"
Chu Wuchan rubbed his eyes. It looked like an inch fist, but in fact it was very different from a martial artist's inch fist. His use of Qi and his understanding of Buddhist techniques were all unique: "I see clearly."
"You see clearly, right? Well, I'll take your life away from you. Now that you've learned my skills, how can you not pay the tuition?"
"??"
The old monk's mental state was extremely unstable. He had just fought fiercely with Qin Xianqing, but in an instant he targeted Chu Wuchan, with a tone that he would not stop until he killed him.
Qin Xianqing took back the sword that the old monk threw on the ground, stood in front of Chu Wuchan and Shen Li, and stood ready.
now.
Two golden lights lit up on the top of Woxia Temple. The old monk glanced at it and sighed: "It makes people feel uncomfortable. Sooner or later, I will wash the whole Woxia Temple with blood. And you, little guy, I will remember you."
He smiled at Chu Wuchan, which was uglier than a ghost crying.
Immediately, he rushed into the Buddhist temple dedicated to Skanda Bodhisattva. The Buddhist temple shook continuously. Later, the hall, which had cost an unknown amount of money and material resources, was broken into rubble, and the old monk was also missing.
Wei Tuo Bodhisattva is of great significance in Woxia Temple. The collapse of the Buddhist hall and the damage to the golden body alarmed the monks in the whole temple.
Qin Xianqing said: "Let's go, we have nothing to do here."
Shen Li and Chu Wuchan followed behind. The monk in white clothes was in shock. Every time the old monk looked at him, his mind was in a state of turmoil, as if a single oversight could lead to him becoming possessed.
The young man asked: "Sister Qin, is that old monk the abbot of Woxia Temple twenty years ago?"
"Good guess."
"Why is it worse than the devil...Sister Qin!"
When he reached the corner of the steps, Qin Xianqing supported the mountain wall with one hand and vomited a mouthful of blood.
Shen Li hurriedly helped her.
Qin Xianqing waved her hand, "I'm fine. The realm is too different and I'm a little injured."
"Sister Qin, let me help you go back."
"No, wait for someone, he's coming soon."
"Who?" Shen Li was confused.
It can't be Master Hengmiao. That mysterious old monk is so strong that it's beyond imagination. Master Hengmiao must be no match for him.
The Xingxiu Sect has a second-grade Great Sword Immortal. Although there is only one, his combat prowess is far beyond that of ordinary Sword Immortals.
This person is Qin Xianqing, who is breathing heavily.
The old monk was able to injure Sister Qin into such a state with just a few movements of his hands. It is not difficult to guess his state.
A great Bodhisattva.
No, a first-grade devil.
Apart from reciting the Buddha's name, wearing monk's robes, and having a grand aura, the old monk has no trace of any eminent Buddhist monk.
Around the three people, ordinary monks were anxiously walking up and down. The Buddhist hall dedicated to Wei Tuo Bodhisattva collapsed, which was the first time since the opening of Woxia Temple.
Shen Li turned around and asked Chu Wuchan: "Where is Master Ghost Corpse?"
"I...how did I know..." Chu Wuchan was still in a state of uncertainty. The old monk had touched him too much.
Qin Xianqing took a deep breath, barely suppressed the surging energy, and said: "Little monk in white, you need to retreat immediately. It is best to ask the elders of the disciples to protect you. Otherwise, it will take as little as two days or as much as three days. The evil seeds planted by the monk in your heart will take root and sprout."
"Why didn't Sister Qin remind Chu Wuchan to talk to the old monk?"
"You brat, do you think I am a first-class swordsman? When the white-clothed monk looked at the old monk, it was up to him whether he would be a demon or not."
"How could such a thing exist in the world!"
"Help me sit down."
"good."
Helping Qin Xianqing to sit down slowly, Shen Li sighed sadly: "It's a pity that I didn't bring the Turtle Snake Spring Rejuvenation Pill given to me by the Prince of Southern Wu."
"It doesn't matter, the little donor didn't bring it with him, but I have it here."
Shen Li and Chu Wuchan were startled, thinking that it was the demon monk who had gone and returned. They heaved a sigh of relief when they saw a kind-faced and amiable old monk.
It was really too scary. The more I thought about it, the more I became afraid. If the demon monk had taken action before Qin Xianqing came, even if the two of them had ten lives, they wouldn't be enough to kill them.
Qin Xianqing took the white porcelain bottle, threw away the cork, and ate all the Turtle and Snake Spring Rejuvenation Pills as if eating jelly beans.
The medicine takes effect quickly, and the Qi-carrying machine carries the power of the medicine and delivers it accurately to the injured area, allowing it to recover quickly.
"Almsgiver Qin, is it him?" the old monk asked kindly.
Qin Xianqing nodded: "It's him, but he's very weird."
"I noticed it."
"There is a great technique that has been passed down for thousands of years in the side sect, which can make two people merge into a new person." She reminded.
The old monk nodded: "Almsgiver Qin will recover from his injuries first. Tomorrow's Buddha's birthday party will be held by our brothers and sisters."
"Don't forget what you promised me."
"Monks don't lie. Once you make a promise, you will do your best to fulfill it."
"Okay, if you can't bear to use the killer when the time comes, I can do it for you."
"I'm here. Thank you very much, Donor Qin."
Then, the old monk said to Chu Wuchan: "Go back to Kaixi City quickly and let Zen Master Foyu protect the Dharma for you."
The monk in white bowed to the old monk and Qin Xianqing, and said to Shen Li, "Brother Shen, I didn't think well. I shouldn't have gotten you involved."
"It's a trivial matter! So, did I get your Waterwood Buddha Mother in vain?"
"Shuimu Buddha Mother is not important, but Brother Shen owes me a favor."
"Haha... That makes sense."
After the greetings, it was decided that Shen Li owed him a favor, so the monk in white stopped procrastinating and went down the mountain back to Kaixi City.
The old monk looked at his back and frowned.
Qin Xianqing said slowly: "From what he said just now, this young monk has already been affected by the demon seed."
"Alas, the calamity is not free. I hope Chu Wuchan can get through it without any danger." The old monk sighed.
"Master, is the demon seed planted by the demon monk really that powerful?"
"Little donor, it's like this. Although the devil is powerful, with my Buddhist methods, there are dozens of ways to resolve it. However, the inner demons caused by the devil have to be overcome by him personally. Otherwise, there will be another one in the world. Demonic Monk.”
After a pause, he sighed and continued: "This child Wu Chan has never been washed away by the rolling world of mortals. He seems to be innocent and has few desires, but his inner demons are not showing up. In fact, his inner demons are dormant and secretly waiting for good opportunities."
Qin Xianqing continued: "Old monk, don't worry too much. I have Zen Master Foyu to protect me. Maybe in a few days, all the demons and inner demons will be wiped out."
“How can a lamp in a thousand-year-old darkroom be as bright as a bean?”
The old monk shook his head and climbed up the stairs.
Shen Li asked quietly: "Sister Qin, who is this old monk?"
"Master Hangyuan is the first-class Bodhisattva of Woxia Temple." Qin Xianqing explained, "You went to inform the prince overnight that he suspected that Concubine Lan was in the VIP room. I was debating scriptures with Master Hangyuan."
"Sister Qin, do you understand Buddhist scriptures?"
"I understand a little, but I ask for advice with my sword."
"..."
