Huixing Zen Temple.
An old monk six feet tall squatted on the ground.
His muscles were shriveled, but his frame was huge. It was like a big insect with a jagged frame sitting in front of him. He gently pinched Lu Tiexin's head and lifted him up in front of him.
"It looks like, it really looks like, but it's too fat..."
An old voice came from his mouth.
At the same time, two fingers exerted gentle force, as if trying to squeeze out the excess flesh and blood from Lu Tiexin's body.
"..."
Lu Tiexin felt like he was about to burst. He was sweating all over in pain and his face was twisted.
But when he looked at the terrifying old monk in front of him, he couldn't say a word, as if an invisible force had sealed his mouth.
"Master, why are you here!"
At this time, Jingnan Bodhisattva also hurried back.
The sudden change on the main peak just now attracted the heads of various Zen monasteries and almost all the eminent monks with special duties in the temple to rush to the scene.
Naturally, this also included the frightened Jingnan Bodhisattva.
After all, the scene where she witnessed those giant hands reaching into her Hui Xing Zen Monastery to capture the murderer undoubtedly showed that the murderer who killed Abbot Jingjie had been hiding in her Zen Monastery!
I want to ask, how can she not be frightened?
Fortunately, Patriarch Zucheng, who was temporarily out of seclusion to preside over major events in the temple, did not blame her. Instead, he comforted her with a few words and sent her back.
Of course, she also wisely selected five Buddhist concubines and sent them over quietly.
When she came back, she saw her master, Master Qing Family, kneading Lu Tiexin with great interest. Her expression changed and she hurriedly came forward to pay her respects.
The master of the Qing family glanced at Jingnan Bodhisattva and couldn't help but frowned when he saw the eight-foot-tall and eight-foot-wide figure.
"Why do you look like this!"
"Master, forgive me!"
Jingnan Bodhisattva knew that his appearance had aroused the dissatisfaction of his master. His body was shaken and he lost weight quickly. The originally high bulging muscles and broad frame slowly returned to their original shape.
Not long after, a plump figure, plump body, and charming face came into view.
Wearing a loose monk's robe, he looks unique.
The Qing family master nodded with satisfaction.
This is what I remember!
"Master, it's not peaceful in the temple without you."
But at this time, Jingnan Bodhisattva bowed down and complained, "Although I am the head of a courtyard, people always come to trouble me, and even ask for the Buddha's concubine in the courtyard, so I have to show off." With this fierce appearance, I can avoid some trouble."
"How dare you do this!"
As soon as these words came out, the master of the Qing family raised his eyebrows, then threw Lu Tiexin aside, and stepped forward to comfort his disciple, "Don't worry, disciple, since my master has come out of seclusion, I will protect you from now on!"
"Thank you Master!"
Jingnan Bodhisattva breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Lu Tiexin being put down, and took the initiative to hold the Qing family master's arm, just like holding a thick wooden pillar. He was strong and exerted his strength, and his heart was suddenly filled with security.
In Lu Tiexin's eyes, the petite and lovely figure of his aunt was leaning against the old monk who was as big as a ferocious beast, with the Buddha's light behind him. The two of them had an amazing sense of harmony.
"This is you……"
The master of the Qing family pointed at Lu Tiexin.
Jingnan Bodhisattva said quickly: "He is my disciple's nephew."
"I see!"
Master Qingjia squinted his eyes and nodded, but did not say anything else. Instead, he grabbed Jingnan Bodhisattva in the palm of his hand and walked deep into the Zen courtyard in a flash.
The two left, Lu Tiexin stood there for a while, and then moved his body and left.
With his huge body, it was obviously difficult to move.
Even Yang Fan in the dark couldn't help but take another look at him, but this sight made him let out a sigh.
I hadn't noticed it before, but now I discovered some problems.
Under his clairvoyant gaze, the flesh and blood on Lu Tiexin's body was obviously full of power, and there was a faint surge of tyrannical vitality, but the opponent had no martial arts foundation, which was really strange.
His nose twitched slightly, and sure enough, there was a strong smell of tonic on this person's body. He seemed to be feeding on medicine all day long, as if he was specially nourishing his flesh and blood.
"interesting."
Yang Fan suddenly thought of Jingnan Bodhisattva who was quite nervous just now, and vaguely understood something.
Sure enough, no one who can reach this point is a fool.
It's not surprising that he would have some backup because of his bloodline.
Yang Fan ignored Lu Tiexin, but flashed his figure and fled towards the depths of the monastery.
Deep in the Zen Yuan.
Jingnan Bodhisattva is serving the master of the Qing family. At the same time, she has recruited hundreds of high-quality Buddhist concubines who have been trained hard in the courtyard to help her.
After giving alms and worshiping the Buddha, the master of the Qing family vomited away the turbid energy accumulated for many years in retreat.
"Disciple, your merits have deepened over the years!"
"Thanks to Master for supporting me in the past, otherwise, how would I be where I am today?"
Jingnan Bodhisattva nodded his head up and down and said gratefully.
The master of the Qing family waved his hand: "It's your fate! You don't have the qualifications to practice law, but your martial arts talent is excellent. Although my teacher helped you replenish some energy and blood, you may have achieved what you have today, but it is all due to your own strength!"
"What do these superficial achievements of my apprentice mean in front of the master?"
"Hahaha!"
The master of the Qing family seemed to be scratched, and couldn't help but laugh and said, "Master, I came out of seclusion this time. Although your senior brother Jingjie was killed, there is also a reason why I can't make any progress!"
"No way in?"
Jingnan Bodhisattva was shocked, "Master has actually achieved nirvana?"
"That's right! My teacher has already passed away the Buddha's body and achieved Nirvana. Once the period of weakness has passed, he can be lifted up to the Buddha's heaven, ascend to the Buddha's land, and become a god!"
When the master of the Qing family talked about this, he couldn't help but feel a little excited.
After many years of hard work, I am now about to become the God of God. From now on, I can also erect a statue in various temples to receive incense and for people to worship and make offerings!
Not as secretive as before!
It's just a pity that the disciple from Jingjie insisted on practicing the Hinayana Pass and indulged in worldly affairs. Now he was murdered and he didn't even have a chance to be reincarnated.
Otherwise, his lineage might not be able to grow stronger.
But now he can only rely on Jingnan Bodhisattva and those Buddhist concubines. Trying to spread his bloodline may be a better help for him!
Yang Fan, who was lying on the roof, was also very excited.
"An old monk who has completed Nirvana and is about to lift up the Buddha to heaven! Isn't this a gift given to me by God!"
As expected, Haiyun Temple has a close relationship with him.
Fortunately, I am back, otherwise I would have missed it!
But the next second, a startled and angry question suddenly came from the meditation room.
"You evil disciple, how dare you deceive your master and destroy your ancestors!"
Yang Fan quickly looked into the Zen room and saw that the corners of Jingnan Bodhisattva's mouth were stained with blood, and something spat out of his mouth fell to the ground. The dense tendons on his body were violently thrust into the body of the Qing family master!
"Master, why do you test your disciple like this! Since you have achieved nirvana, wouldn't it be better to just stay in the stupa?"
"You appeared in front of my disciple when you were at your weakest. How could you let my disciple control you? If I directly supplemented you, my disciple would be able to reach the sky in one step. Why would he have to flatter you all day long like he did back then?"
Jingnan Bodhisattva once again showed his eight-foot-long body and rode directly on the Qing family master, like an ugly and huge spider looking for food!
"Is it better to fight for one's life and become a superior person, or to be willing to be inferior to others for the rest of your life!"
"Do you still need to choose?"
