Not only that, even some of the incense, wish power and Buddha's light swirling around the golden Buddha statue had faint signs of moving towards him!
Obviously, as the abbot and abbot of the Golden Buddha Temple, Master Huikong can take the initiative to borrow the unconscious power accumulated here for thousands of years - even a very small part is very amazing.
If I still compare it with Zhu Qihan, the strongest person I have ever seen besides my master...
Master Huikong and Zhu Qihan had a fight.
Outside, Zhu Qihan must win!
If we fight in this main hall, Master Huikong will definitely win.
Because the power of incense and incense accumulated by the Golden Buddha Temple for more than a thousand years is too huge. These forces themselves are unconsciously and randomly permeated in the temple.
If the abbot and abbot can borrow it, his cultivation strength will definitely skyrocket!
In any case, it would be unwise for Madoka to provoke such an expert.
That’s why I “reprimanded” it and asked it to apologize to avoid Master Huikong’s displeasure.
Li Miao suddenly became a little nervous.
But unexpectedly, Master Huikong didn't feel dissatisfied.
He just smiled, waved his hand towards me and Li Miao, and spoke gently and slowly.
"It doesn't matter, I have no hair, so I am naturally bald. What the benefactor of this hawk demon said is not wrong. Moreover, I see that its demonic aura is pure, without any impurities or hostility, which means that it is the most pure and kind demon. Good. The demon can’t say bad things, maybe it’s just naughty, but I won’t take it seriously.”
It has to be said that as the head of a famous sect, Master Huikong is indeed quite generous!
Anyway, if I were to put myself in his shoes, I would definitely not be able to be as generous as him...
Master Huikong looked at Madoka.
"But the hawk demon benefactor should still be careful. After all, not every monk is like me. Some have bad tempers, so they might suffer some losses."
"Oh, oh, oh, I know. I'm so annoyed. You're so rude!"
Madoka hummed again, stood on my shoulder and stopped talking.
I finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Fortunately, Master Huikong has a good temper... It seems that he is really a wise monk."
In this way, my first impression of him was quite good.
Li Miao got straight to the point and said.
"Master Huikong, thank you for lending me the important magic weapon of your temple [Diamond Rosary] before. Now that I have finished my work, the property has returned to its original owner. I also ask Master to return my Zhenhe Order to me. I."
As he spoke, he took out the string of Buddhist beads that could transcend the evil spirits of his mother and son from his pocket, and handed them over with both hands.
After Master Huikong took back the string of Buddhist beads, he turned it a few times in his hand and nodded slightly.
"Okay. Please wait a moment for the three donors. I will go and take out the River Suppressing Order."
"Thank you, Master."
So, Huikong turned around and entered the room behind the Main Hall.
I had nothing to do while waiting, so I started to observe this golden Buddha that is more than 30 meters high...
I looked up and down carefully.
Finally, his eyes fell on the eyes of the Buddha statue.
It is said that the Buddha's head was carved by skilled craftsmen during the Tang Dynasty!
I have to say that this skill is very exquisite.
The eyes of this Buddha statue are not only lifelike, but there is also a kind of calmness and tranquility in the eyes. It seems that everything in the world is seen through, and there is a feeling that "all four elements are empty".
I don’t know why, but looking at it...
I suddenly seemed to be in a weird situation.
The main hall was already very quiet, but at this moment I felt like I was isolated from the surroundings. Entered a space of absolute silence.
In this weird space, it seems that there are only me and the big golden Buddha statue in front of me!
The eyes of the golden Buddha were originally looking directly at the door of the hall.
But in a hazy state, it seemed to turn its head and stare directly at me with a pair of calm eyes!
Rumble, click, click...
The Buddha's head turned and made a loud noise.
Dust fell.
The eyes of the Buddha statue seem to be connected to the vast void.
I don’t know why, but I felt like I was shaken all over, and my soul seemed to have an inexplicable throbbing feeling.
"It's looking at me?"
"No! It's impossible. This Buddha statue is a dead thing carved from stone. Even if it has been influenced by the incense and wishes of pilgrims and believers for thousands of years, it is still just an unconscious dead thing. This is what the master said, and there is absolutely no way it is wrong. "
"Then why is it staring at me? This...is this a spiritual space? Am I confused? Or what?"
I suddenly became very panicked.
Suddenly, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Something weird!
"There's something wrong. Is this a Buddhist illusion? But who in this Mahavira Palace would cast an illusion on me? And it's not necessary without any grievance or enmity. No, no, I have to wake up."
I have realized that I may have fallen into an illusion or a mental space, and I want to work hard to bring my thinking back to reality.
But no matter how hard I try, I just can't wake up.
And I don’t know why, but there seems to be an instinct in my heart that irresistibly makes me raise my head and look into the eyes of this golden Buddha!
Those Buddha eyes are neither sad nor happy.
There are light red incense and golden Buddha light surrounding it.
My mind feels blank.
Sudden!
I felt my right shoulder sink, and my head seemed to be slapped by something again. At the same time, it seemed like something was shaking me...
In a daze, my ears seemed to hear vague sounds coming from an extremely distant place.
"Boy Wu, what are you doing? Wake up, wake up!"
"Brother Wu, what's wrong with you? You seem to be sweating a lot. Brother Wu, are you okay?"
