Chapter 67 Ice Silk and Opening the Coffin(1/2)
Southwest border!
An ancient temple is located on a rarely visited mountain peak.
The peaks are towering and towering into the clouds.
It was June, but the temperature in the yard was extremely cold.
An old man in his sixties was fishing on a lake in the temple.
The lake is frozen.
But the old man only wore a single robe and a cassock, and there was nothing else left!
The temple was very quiet, and the old man was like he was making a sculpture, motionless.
"rise!"
Suddenly, the old man who was originally motionless suddenly stepped on the ice surface. Suddenly, the ice layer on the lake began to break inch by inch, breaking a huge hole. At the same time, he lifted his hand and the fishing line suddenly broke out of the water surface.
"Boom!"
Hundreds of fishing lines soared into the sky, and live fish were hung on the fishing lines.
Perhaps because they were out of the water, these fish were struggling wildly on the fishing line, as if they were about to break free from the constraints.
But the next second, the old man moved again.
"open!"
Bounce it gently.
The fishing lines in the sky were like a big net, intertwined together. The live fish hanging on the fishing lines were immediately cut open by the biting force of the big net and turned into broken corpses.
In an instant, a bloody rain broke out on the lake.
The white fish was crushed in a blink of an eye.
Fishing line?
No!
This is not a fishing line.
It is a silk thread made by the old man with his own "true energy".
Move with your heart and cut off everything!
“It’s still a little bit short.”
"The ice silk is still not completely condensed."
The old monk seemed to be talking to himself, and it seemed to be dissatisfied with the cutting of the "ice silk".
At this time, the ice silks were wrapped around his body, like a huge silkworm cocoon!
"Congratulations to Master! You have taken the control of the ice silk even further."
"Releasing some ice-based elements can freeze all the lake surface in the temple, within a hundred meters, and freeze three feet."
"Master, your cultivation has gone further? Now it has been restored to the shackles,,,"
I don't know when, on the shore of the small lake in the temple, there was a young man in his thirties. He had a bald head, a bit ferocious, wearing a yellow cassock, and was a monk. But he seemed to have never seen the fish corpses all over the lake, without any compassion, but was a little excited.
"It's just that you have recovered some of your strength. What are you doing here?" Before the young monk finished speaking, the old monk said with some dissatisfaction: "I said that if there is nothing important in the near future, don't come here to disturb me."
"Master. Senior Brother Vajra is dead. I just got the news that Senior Brother died in Fengmen Lake." The young monk hesitated for a moment and replied.
"Is King Kong dead? How did you find out about the situation in Fengmen Lake?" The old monk's face darkened.
"I don't know yet, just found a Buddha statue inside Fengmen Lake. One of the Buddha's heads is somewhat similar to the Buddha statues of our Rakshasa Maitreya lineage." The young monk seemed to have thought of something and said, "But we still don't know whether Fengmen Lake is a blessed land."
"I understand." The old monk was silent for a few seconds and said calmly: "You go and investigate this matter clearly. As for the murderer who killed your senior brother, you don't have to leave a living."
"For many years, our Rakshasa Maitreya lineage has not been born, and perhaps someone has forgotten us."
"Yes! Master!" After the young monk said that, he immediately retreated.
That night, I went down the mountain.
Take a plane and fly to Fengmen Lake.
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Fengmen Village entrance.
Under the crooked old locust tree, there is a yard.
There is a black dog, a house less than one meter tall, and a young man who is only half a meter tall.
"Go!"
"Go to find out who is using my reputation as the Wu family in Fengcheng."
"Is it the abandoned son?"
"I've found out and come back."
He is only one meter tall, but the young man looks very pretty and has a fair skin. He is talking to a black dog in a condescending tone.
Strangely, the black dog was nodding.
It seems that I can understand the words of Nian Qiangren.
Next second.
The black dog left the small yard like a lightning bolt.
The young man turned around and returned to the room and gently closed the door.
Boom!
Suddenly, a raging fire broke out in the entire house.
The whole house was burned.
The fire was quickly extinguished, and the rest was paper ash all over the ground.
In other words, the previous houses and young people were not humans, but made of paper.
Tie paper?
Turn paper into truth?
Perhaps, the young people who have paper-cut out are not here at all.
He was just using paper-cutting techniques and was passing messages.
A long distance to pass the message!
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At this time, in the ancient temple within Fengmen Lake.
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There was a young awakened man who suddenly made such a proposal.
"Okay! I have long felt that the Buddha statue is strange. Taking this opportunity, we will directly break the Buddha statue and then break the bronze coffin to see what is inside."
Soon, someone stood up to agree.
However, Ding Jie, who was in the crowd, never made any suggestions.
He didn't want to stand up and hid in the crowd, waiting to see the "merits" before talking about it.
silence!
Silence is gold!
Waiting to open the bronze ancient coffin or check the Buddha statue, something happened.
If you can't beat it, run away!
If you can beat it, just get the merits and run away.
He came here to gain merit.
I don't want the rest.
treasure?
Useless.
The greatest treasure is merit.
Soon, several awakened people who thought they were powerful stood up from the crowd and walked to the Buddha statue.
examine!
There were four people in total, and they roughly checked the Buddha statue one side.
To be continued...