When an ordinary person dies, even the emperor of the feudal empire will be afraid.
When a man gets angry, blood splatters three steps.
This is a great saying.
It means that when a person is not afraid of death, all beings are equal in his eyes.
The Buddha also said: All beings are equal.
This is very interesting.
Are all monks who are not afraid of death? Otherwise, how could they have the confidence to shout this sentence?
Are monks afraid of death?
After receiving Gu Qiang, Zhao Yang and his group quickly walked down the mountain.
They are all afraid of death.
Whether it is the monks in the temple who discovered that the pagoda was destroyed or the monks were so eager to kill people and seize treasures, these will cause danger to several players.
certainly.
The most dangerous thing is a monster that is about to come.
Go down the mountain and cross the river.
It was not until after swimming over a small river about twenty meters that Zhao Yang asked Gu Yu and others to stop.
Speaking of which, I can't get much far in an hour.
For those powerful soul-level powers, this is like a snail running away from a fire, with slow and very naive movements.
Zhao Yang naturally knew very well these things.
Ask a group of people to carry the stones and build a simple hiding place first, and then use sand to bury themselves on the bank of the river behind the stones.
Lying in!
Like an ostrich, pretending that you can't see the situation outside!
A stupid approach, but unexpectedly effective...
The keen inspiration Zhao Yang had already felt the fleeting gaze, and a very short stroke made it separate from ordinary things.
The soul!
The monster at the level of the soul, the pure S+ level weirdness.
No one knows the power of the Lord of Flowers better than Zhao Yang, who has experienced it!
Its habits when entering the market, the first wave of attacks, will give priority to what kind of prey they will kill, and will turn a blind eye to some "ants" who are afraid of it.
Including other weird xenophobic...
The habit of this greatest enemy of mankind before the end of the world is what every man who has survived the end of the world should remember the most!
The wind is blowing.
Fine petals flutter in the wind.
It is not the kind of petals that are dead after being blown off, but it is like flying dandelions, flying into the distance with the hope of rebirth.
Where is the distance?
On the banks of the river, a few small flowers drifted towards the high place against the wind.
Fly to a higher position and fly to the ancient temples in the distance that have stood for thousands of years.
In Ci'en Temple.
The old monk wearing a cassock looked at the sky, and used all his strength and courage in his hands, ringing the green bell one after another.
Dong.
Dong.
Dong.
The log hit the green bell, and the green bell that has not been ringed for nearly ten years has shed a layer of dust.
In the big temple, more than a dozen cross-sitting lights and shadows rose.
After a little time, seven of them broke through the wall, and the rest fell silent.
Seeing this scene, the abbot, who was still ringing the bell, punched the log in front of him.
"Tian Dies My Temple, Tian Dies My Temple!"
Pop, the solid log was broken by it.
Seeing the abbot look like a madman, several senior monks guarding him tightly hold the iron stick in their hands.
In the sky, countless flying petals have begun to linger.
Millions of petals gather together, covering the clouds and the sun like a curtain of sky.
end?
Or rebirth?
Countless believers knelt on the ground, chanting Amitabha Buddha, just thinking that it was the Buddha's appearance.
The light and shadow in the temple are rising stronger and stronger.
One of them is already more than ten meters high.
A nearly broken sound of glass sounded.
The highest beam of light turned into powder in mid-air, and one of the monks with gold was broken out!
"Who rings the Soul Resurrection Bell!!!"
Above the sky, the golden monk shouted loudly.
Like the sound of Buddha pouring into the ears!
Within ten miles of radius, it sounded in the ears of all living beings!
The lion roar!!!
Before the sound was over, two more light pillars were broken, and two golden monks broke out from the light and shadow.
“Where is the contemporary host?”
"What will wake me up?"
Three golden monks glanced at him and soon found the abbot's figure and fell from mid-air.
When I got closer, I saw the abbot leaning against the Qingzhong, saying nothing, but just kept chanting scriptures.
"The Heart Sutra of Prajna?"
"It's the Vajra subduing the demon!"
Another light and shadow broke through the seal. This time it did not fall, but looked up at the sky.
"This is... a flower slut!!!"
The newly broken golden monk had an angry face, only half of his body dyed golden, and it looked less majestic than the other three.
But his words made the other three people's aura frustrated.
"Get up!"
"Breaking the bell!!!"
In the bell tower, three golden monks looked at each other and punched Qingzhong with the monk closest to Qingzhong!
Not smashed thoroughly!
He punched the flesh and blood body, and the golden monk who punched him angrily said, "Avoid greed, are you crazy?"
The old monk who blocked the clock with his arms vomited blood, and his face showed a look of prayer:
"My masters, my master has not yet broken the seal, so I beg you to wait for a moment..."
"Your teacher?"
The golden monk suddenly punched another punch and directly knocked the abbot out.
"Your master was already half-destroying when the Demon Star came to life. How long has it been since then, where can you recover?"
The golden monk shouted loudly.
The golden light was shining all over his body, which made several monks who wanted to come forward to stop him look no further.
Dong!
Another punch!
The green bell shattered from the bottom. Seeing this, the golden monk who had finished doing these looked up at the sky.
Smashing the green bell is like triggering the mechanism.
A light curtain made of Buddhist culture appeared at the top of Ci'en Temple. At the highest point of the mountain, Ksitigarbha's golden body moved slowly!
Picking flowers with both fingers!
Stand up and smile!
And below, the three lights and shadows that had not yet been broken also broke the seal.
"How long have I lived?"
"What year is this?"
The first two people said something, and the monk who flew out finally laughed when he heard it.
"When is the two old and immortal things now? What's the use of asking these?"
look up.
Seeing the sky full of flowers wandering, the monk who appeared twisted his head.
Crack, the clanging sound appeared from his joints, like a large metal machine that had not been used for a long time.
"Stop yelling, I can't live today anyway!"
"Can't survive today?"
The golden monk who hadn't figured out what was going on yet looked up.
Instantly furious!
"Junior Flowers, you dare to offend me Ci'en Temple!!!"
A roar opened the curtain.
Seven golden monks quickly took off.
One person pulled the abbot into the Buddha statue with fainted.
The other six people flew behind the light curtain!
Sky.
The clouds made of flowers are two parts.
A figure made up of purely petals appeared on the sea of ​​flowers.
The remaining flowers make their bodies, and the flower spirit makes their souls.
A graceful figure.
Female body!
"Where is this?"
The woman, who was purely made of flowers, asked in a daze as if she was lost.
look up.
In front, Ksitigarbha King smiled with a golden body holding a flower.
The woman frowned.
"The temple of Ksitigarbha?
it,
You actually laugh?"
Wave.
Red sleeves roll.
The sea of ​​flowers surged towards the rune formation that blocked it.
Although it is just a ray of fragrant soul.
But in its heart,
These monks in the temple,
Chapter completed!