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"Who wants to smash the Buddha statue in Xueyuan Sect's main hall?"
Just when the Demon Hunting Guards were about to rush forward and smash the huge golden Buddha statue holding a flower and smiling, an old and faint voice came, and the tense atmosphere in the hall suddenly stopped!
To the monks and Hailanluo, these words were peaceful and calm, and they all calmed down; to the uninvited guests, it was so frightening! It's like the rumbling sound of a drum, and like a hammer hitting my heart hard, one after another! The boundless pressure almost suffocated everyone in the Demon Hunting Guard, and naturally they had to stop.
"Who is it? The one who hides his head and shows his tail!?" Qi Tai kept looking around, his cold face tightened, how could he not feel a little nervous in his heart? These sect god slaves always have power that cannot be underestimated, and there is even more fear of a martial saint in the Snowy Hanshan Temple Suddenly, his body and mind felt as if he was being stabbed by electricity, and he was about to collapse! The two subordinates nearby saw the situation and quickly supported him, "Commander, are you okay?", "There is something weird in this ruined temple!"
Qitai gritted his teeth, his eyes full of resentment. He shook off their support, tried his best to calm down, and said sternly: "I am Qitai, a descendant of the Qi family of Dongrao's Golden Wheat, and I have joined forces with the Demon Hunting Guards temporarily. Commander! Five of the eight major families have directly participated in this demon hunting operation. You"
"The devil is not here." The old voice came again, and his tone kept showing unquestionable and indifferent but absolute majesty: "If you want to smash the Buddha statue, call Qi Damai over."
"Qi Damai" refers to the current head of the Qi family, Qi Ye, who has already entered the realm of martial saint!
The grandfather of brothers Qi Zhi and Qi Feng and others; the uncle of Qitai!
Call him by his first name!
"Bold! How dare you, the stinky bald slave?" Qi Tai's expression became even fiercer. He was about to scold him, but before he could finish speaking, the old voice suddenly became a little heavier: "I have known Qi Ye for many years. Not only do I dare to call him, Qi Damai dared to give his descendants a beating for him. Since all the donors want to hunt demons, the old man has a saying to give, 'Consciousness is a pearl that illuminates demons, and power is a sword of wisdom that slays demons.' Knowledge comes first, then power. Illuminate first and then cut. If you fail to recognize it, your power will be misused."
"Ahah!" The ears of everyone on the Demon Hunting Guard suddenly ached. It seemed that someone was constantly chanting something like "know demons, kill demons" in their ears. This was a soul attack that penetrated the human body! In other words, the power released by that sound made their brains dizzy and swollen! With such power, that old guy must be a Martial Saint Realm warrior!
The highest level of the demon-hunting warriors here is only the Si Zang Martial Sect, who can compete with it! ?
The mutterings became louder and louder, and they couldn't help but cover their ears. Several young warriors fell to the ground in pain, rolling like gourds on the ground; many people screamed with unbearable pain in their heads: "Ah, ah - ¡ª!"
The hall was strange. The Buddha statue was still holding flowers and smiling, and the old abbot and others in front were still silent. Although the young monk was very excited, he did not move or make a sound. He was moved by joyful thoughts and secretly said "Amitabha" to himself. No more thoughts.
"Hmm" Qitai was also in great pain, and that old voice was particularly tormenting him! My legs are weak and I'm about to fall to the ground at any moment. If I stay there for a moment longer, I'm afraid I'll develop dementia! He swallowed, waved his hand reluctantly, put his sword into its sheath, and said in a trembling voice: "Let's go I tell you bald heads, it's best not to harbor Xin Lie, otherwise, you know there are As a result, Xueyuan Sect will disappear forever"
After saying that, he was about to leave with the demon hunting guards who were scrambling for the first place, when the old voice sounded again.
"Every young benefactor, please stay a moment. Although the Buddha has a boundless mind, I am just a piece of rotten wood that has not yet understood the way of Zen. I cannot bear to see others being disrespectful to the Buddha. Shouldn't you"
This stinking bald slave! ! Qi Tai was so angry that he could not help but get angry. However, before he could say anything, the sonic attack suddenly became heavier! He couldn't take a step, even if he wanted to escape from the main hall, he knew that he was in trouble today, so he had to turn around slowly, cursing secretly, "One day, kill everyone here!" At the same time, he clasped his hands and faced the Buddha statue. He bowed and apologized: "I have offended you so much, please forgive me for being rude!"
???????? Regardless of martial sects, martial masters, martial disciples, and the demon hunting guards all put their hands together, bowed one after another, and apologized in a trembling voice: "I have offended you so much, please forgive me for being rude!"
"Okay, okay, let's go, fool!" In the Buddha statue, Hai Lanluo rolled his eyes and stuck out his tongue, made a face to the front, and took Xin Lie's palm and waved, "Goodbye!"
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? The collision of weapons and armor, and the sound of hurried footsteps became farther and farther away, until they could no longer be heard. I think everyone had left.
Hai Lanluo's almond-shaped eyes suddenly widened, but she heard someone whisper to her: "So,Is he still a fake monk? Hai Lanluo scanned the darkness around him and waved his hands with a smile: "Of course not!" Well done, old monk, you finally didn¡¯t disgrace the Buddha! The old voice chuckled and said, "Amitabha." "
After Qitai and others left, the old voice disappeared, and the main hall and even the temple returned to peace.
After a while, the old abbot ended his silent stand, came to the Buddha statue, and injected a spiritual energy unique to the practice of Xueyuan Sect to the feet of the Buddha. The golden Buddha statue, which weighed a lot, soared into the air silently. It rises directly to the roof of the main hall, leaving one or two meters clear from the ground. Several old monks went to carry out Xin Lie, who was still unconscious. Hailan Luo Yi jumped out. She clasped her hands and bowed everywhere, and said with a smile: "Thank you for your help, all eminent monks! Thank you!"
"Donor Hai, there is no need to be polite. Without further ado, let's carry Donor Xin into the inner hall and prepare to detoxify." The old abbot looked serious, and several monks carried Xin Lie into the inner hall without stopping. Hai Lanluo naturally followed closely behind.
At this time, the young monk grabbed the old abbot who was about to follow him, and asked in a teasing voice, "Master, why are you suddenly not afraid of disturbing the purity?"
Looking at this beloved disciple, the old abbot suddenly took out a bamboo ruler from his sleeve, slapped him on the head, and said with a smile: "The desire for temporary peace and the temporary noisy is just for the long-term purity!"
"Why is there such a change?" The young monk was thoughtful and puzzled, and asked, "Is it because of the 'evil warrior'?"
The old abbot nodded and tightened his hold on the tin staff in his hand. There was a faint light flashing in his old eyes, scenes of past events, every sentence He had been hiding from the world and praying for Buddha for decades, almost forgetting the words he once said and the Mahayana. Thoughts, but now He said slowly: "That donor Xin, whether it is an evil demon or a true king, is destined to be destined to be with my Buddha He is an important person, he is a hope"
"Yes." Looking at the master walking away, the young monk silently responded. He grew up in Hanshan. In more than 20 years, today is the first time he heard the teachings of his ancestor. That hard work is so important. Sri Lanka.
Consciousness is a pearl that illuminates demons, and power is a sword of wisdom that slays demons. His name is "**", can he help to eliminate the demons in the world?
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