Next, Ye Dong and the others met the guardian monks, the vajra warriors, and the golden arhat. The six of them tried their best to knock them to the ground one by one, and finally arrived at the small temple.
"Yes, this is where I escaped from last time."
Pan Chaoyang looked at this small temple that didn't even have a plaque and said affirmatively.
From the outside, this closed temple is really small, and can even be described as inconspicuous. However, standing in front of the temple, the six people can feel a sense of simplicity and grandeur, and it also has a vastness like the sea.
The majestic power permeates the surroundings of the small temple, making people feel intimidated.
Ye Dong turned to look at Pan Chaoyang and the others. Everyone was proud. After all, they had fought all the way here. Although they did not meet any powerful or peerless masters, they were able to be entrusted with guarding them.
How can a Buddhist cultivator with an important responsibilities be weak in strength?
What's more, everyone actually has a bad premonition in their hearts, that is, all the obstacles they have encountered so far, except for the old monk, are just some small shrimps, and the real strong people cannot do it at all.
It hasn’t appeared yet!
However, no one raises this issue, and no one wants to pay attention to this issue. Now that we have come here, we have embarked on a road of no return. We can only move forward, not back.
At this moment, an old voice suddenly came from the small temple: "Good, good, good!"
Immediately afterwards, the temple door opened wide, and four burly men who were over ten feet tall came out of it. They had ferocious faces and a golden Buddha wheel hanging behind their heads. They were emitting thousands of Buddha lights and were wearing four-color armor. They were impressive and not angry.
And the power, coupled with their tall bodies, standing there is like four mountains, giving people an insurmountable feeling.
After the four people came out, they stood to the left and right of the gate, motionless, looking straight ahead. It seemed that they did not see Ye Dong and others at all.
"Four kings!"
Pan Chaoyang's spiritual message rang in everyone's minds: "Buddhist practice seeks for positive results, so there are also fruition positions here, such as the Four Heavenly Kings, the Eighteen Arhats, etc., and even the Eight Heavenly Dragons, Twenty Heavens, etc.
The Dharma Protectors also have corresponding Buddhist cultivators to inherit the fruition status. It can be said that except for the Buddha, they have everything they should have."
Listening to Pan Chaoyang's explanation, others were shocked, but Ye Dong was very calm because he knew the truth of the matter.
Initially, everyone thought that this was the Buddhist sect's real intention to deal with themselves and others, so they would summon all these Buddhist cultivators with fruition status.
However, when the four heavenly kings appeared, another old monk walked out of the temple door. He was extremely old, his face was covered with wrinkles, like dried orange peels, and his two snow-white eyebrows were drooped to
On the cheek, it looks like there is compassion.
"This is Master Jueneng, the host of this temple. He was the first person Prajna and I saw after we woke up!"
Pan Chaoyang's voice when introducing Jue Neng was trembling slightly. Obviously, this Master Jue Neng left a very deep impression on him.
Master Jueneng walked out of the temple door, his hands clasped together, his eyes slightly closed, motionless as a mountain, and after calling out the Buddha's name, he said calmly: "Dear donors, you have invaded the pure land of my Buddhist sect and hurt my Buddhist disciples. What is your purpose?"
Ye Dong took a step forward, stood in front of Master Jueneng, and said in a deep voice: "Master, we came to find our friends, but the disciples of your sect repeatedly blocked us, so we had to force our way in. Please forgive me for any offense we have offended!"
“I wonder who the donor’s friend is?”
"Prajna, it's just that you have changed his name now and call it Nirvana!"
In fact, when Ye Dong heard Prajna's new dharma title, he felt one type of anger in his heart: Nirvana and Rebirth. The Buddha clearly wanted to give Prajna a new identity, as if he was reborn.
Master Jueneng's face was like that of an ancient well, and his expression remained calm as he said: "It turns out that all the benefactors want to see Nirvana. That can be stated directly, and there is no need to make such a big move. However, you have already taken action, planted the cause, and produced the result. You can only end it first."
This cause and effect."
"Pfft!"
Jiao Crocodile suddenly laughed and said, "Aren't you just trying to find a place for those people we defeated just now? In fact, we can say it directly without being so long-winded!"
Jiao Crocodile is a typical bastard, and his character is carefree and unobtrusive. Even in the pure land of Buddhism, his nature has not changed, and he responded unceremoniously with Jue Neng's words.
However, in the face of the crocodile's ridicule and provocation, Master Jueneng seemed to have never heard it, closing his eyes and saying nothing. Ye Dong could only ask again: "Master, how should we end this cause and effect?"
Master Jueneng then said: "Although you all went to war, you didn't kill any living beings. It shows that you have good intentions, so I won't make it difficult for you. These are the four great protector heavenly kings of our sect. As long as you can defeat any one of them,
This karma ends here!”
Indeed, Master Jueneng was looking for a place for the Buddhist cultivator who had just been defeated. Although his words were a bit high-sounding, he was not biased. He just wanted Ye Dong and others to defeat one of the four heavenly kings.
Ye Dong raised his eyebrows and said: "Master, is it true that after this period of cause and effect is resolved, we will be able to see Prajna, no, Nirvana?"
"I will order someone to announce Nirvana, but whether he sees it or not depends on his own will."
"Hmph, how do we know if you will really let someone report it?" Jiao Crocodile couldn't help but said again.
Ye Dong waved his hand to stop the crocodile and said: "Buddhist cultivators do not lie. Since Master Jueneng said that he will be informed, then he will definitely do it. Okay, master, I am the leader, and everything will be done."
It all started because of me, now it’s up to me to end this cause and effect!”
After finishing speaking, Ye Dong motioned with his eyes that everyone else should retreat far away. He stood alone in front of the temple door, looking at the four heavenly kings calmly and said: "I wonder which one is willing to come to settle things with me?
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"I come!"
Standing at the far east, a tall man with purple hair, face as white as paper, and wearing white armor stepped out with a loud voice, like thunder.
"Who is the master?"
"Inherit the throne of the Eastern Heavenly King and hold the country!"
"please!"
Chiguo didn't say much. Suddenly a pipa appeared in his hand and he played it gently.
With a "Zheng" sound, a golden lightning suddenly shot out from the pipa strings and struck Ye Dong.
Ye Dong's face was expressionless, showing no emotion or joy at all. He stood motionless and allowed the lightning to strike him.
A wisp of green smoke rose and the lightning disappeared, but Ye Dong was intact. Now that his physical body could resist even the lightning in the ninth heavenly tribulation, how could he be afraid of this lightning from Chih-Kuo?
Chiguo also looked calm, but his five fingers moved rapidly like phantoms on the pipa.
"Zhengzhengzheng!"
The sound of the pipa is like the sound of nature, but it contains a strong fighting spirit, which disturbs people's souls, and golden lightning shoots out from the pipa continuously, shattering the space and attacking the body!