This was Yan Shouyi's first encounter with a Zen monk, and he couldn't defend himself against such a strange attack method.
Jie Jing and Jie Xuan were already approaching. Their palms were shining with golden light, and it could be seen that they were practicing iron sand palms.
If you are cut by their iron palms, your head will inevitably fall to the ground.
But Yan Shouyi was still trapped by the commandments, struggling between picking up and putting down.
Miaohua couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth at this time, it seemed that taking down Yan Shouyi was a matter of success!
However, at this moment, something dark was awakening deep in Yan Shouyi's heart.
"Breaking the ring!"
The inner demon suddenly awakened. Out of an instinctive reaction to protect his master, the inner demon immediately helped Yan Shouyi eliminate the influence of the Zen monk's precepts!
Yan Shouyi's eyes instantly regained clarity. He clenched his Zanpakutō and swung it out unexpectedly!
Phew!
Phew!
Two bloody arms fell to the ground!
Then came the screams of Jie Jing and Jie Xuan!
And Miaohua’s exclamation!
"How did you break my commandments?!"
Jie Jing and Jie Xuan knelt on the ground and wailed. Yan Shou raised his head and said coldly:
"What does the Buddhist scriptures teach you? You are only allowed to kill others, but the killed cannot resist? It's easy to control when you play well! Miaohua!"
He did not answer Miaohua's question, but instead laughed at Miaohua's insulting methods of Buddhism.
However, regarding this issue, Miaohua already had her own knowledge and understanding in her heart, and would not be affected by Yan Shou's words.
In other words, you are thick-skinned.
He glanced at the three people with severed hands and sighed inwardly, knowing that he could no longer rely on others to help him.
So, Miaohua took the six-ring tin stick and beat Yan Shouyi hard!
At the same time, he shouted: "Amitabha, keep the precepts!"
The impact this time was even more powerful. Yan Shouyi not only wanted to throw away the Ancestral Dragon Sword, but also wanted to put his hands together and escape into the empty door.
However, the inner demon was not easy to mess with, and it immediately counteracted the influence of the commandments, allowing Yan Shouyi to regain his consciousness.
After waking up, Yan Shouyi just glanced at Miaohua and had no intention of fighting back - he turned around and ran away!
His reaction left Miaohua confused again.
You fought well, why did you suddenly run away, and you clearly have the upper hand!
Miaohua had already failed once, and it was absolutely impossible to let Yan Shouyi go this time, so he immediately chased after him, and at the same time dropped a sentence:
"Chang Ji, escort the three uncles back to Hanshan Temple, notify Master Ben Heng, and tell them about Yan Shouyi's appearance!"
Miaohua seriously underestimated Yan Shouyi's abilities. Now that he has suffered a loss, he has understood that it is difficult to deal with Yan Shouyi on his own.
So he could only retreat and do the next best thing, hoping that his sect would send people to support him. As long as everyone worked together to kill Yan Shouyi in the end, he would still be a great meritorious deed.
However, Miaohua's wishful thinking was overturned again.
Because - Yan Shouyi was not running down the mountain, but up the mountain!
We are already halfway up the mountain, and if we run further up, we will reach Hanshan Temple!
Abbot Yansong and Zen Master Benheng are all in the temple, and Yan Shou's appearance one by one will surely shock the whole temple!
"Bastard, what on earth do you want to do!" Miaohua couldn't help but curse.
Yan Shouyi, who was running ahead, smiled crazier and crazier.
Although what he did was the result of being influenced by his inner demons, it was also the result of his careful consideration.
After receiving a dream from Abbot Haixin, as soon as Yan Shou learned that his whereabouts had been exposed, he began to think about how to get out of trouble.
"Miaohua will definitely pursue me, and maybe other sects will join in later. This matter must be settled once and for all!"
"Hanshan Temple has not announced any action against our Folklore Research Association so far, which shows that Abbot Yansong of Hanshan Temple is still leaving himself a way out. In other words, even if I show up at Hanshan Temple, Abbot Yansong may not kill me. At most, he will imprison me.
Get up...this is your chance!"
"Instead of hiding outside, it's better to go to Hanshan Temple and show up directly. This way I can avoid Miaohua and the others from stumbling upon me behind my back, and when I meet Abbot Yansong... Haha, things will get interesting.
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Before arriving at Jinling, Yan Shouyi already had a complete plan in mind, a plan that would ensure that he would escape unscathed and that Hanshan Temple would keep his whereabouts secret!
The first step of the plan is to break into Hanshan Temple alone!
Therefore, when he arrived in Jinling, he called the delivery boy and sent a message to the Folklore Research Association's information network through the delivery boy to postpone his meeting with the Dog Taoist Priest and Long Feicheng.
Then we went straight to Hanshan Temple.
Later, he bumped into Miaohua and others, and his actions were just revenge influenced by his inner demons. Arriving at Hanshan Temple was Yan Shouyi's real goal, so he suddenly turned around and ran away when he had the upper hand.
At this moment, Yan Shouyi was running in front and Miaohua was chasing after him.
Miaohua was wearing a cassock and carrying a six-ring tin staff weighing hundreds of kilograms. When running, she had to carry the six-ring tin staff with one hand and the hem of the cassock with the other. She looked very funny.
This also means that he will not be able to run fast and will not be able to catch up with Yan Shouyi!
Miaohua couldn't help shouting: "Amitabha... you have sores on your feet!"
Yan Shouyi, who was running ahead, suddenly stumbled.
He felt that there were really sores on the soles of his feet, and it hurt with every step he took.
How the hell is this okay?!
You Buddhists are too poisonous!
Is this a commandment or a curse?!
Seeing that her precepts were effective, Miaohua was ready to curse Yan Shou again.
But how could Yan Shouyi agree? He leaned over and grabbed a handful of soil, silently recited a few words to the soil in his hand, and then threw it out - he was also casting a curse on Miaohua, and the curse he cast was still the one in Lu Ban's book
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There was just a squeaking sound, and Miaohua suddenly fell a big somersault behind her, and her front teeth scratched sparks on the ground.
Yan Shouyi laughed loudly: "Can't we be crow-mouthed now?!"
"That's unreasonable!"
Miaohua got up in embarrassment, so angry that her teeth almost broke.
However, his mouth was swollen from the fall just now, and he couldn't speak clearly. It might be difficult to use the commandments.
He could only watch Yan Shouyi disappear from sight...
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Zen Master Benheng, nicknamed Sweeping Monk.
At the same time, he is also the abbot of Hanshan Temple.
If Abbot Yansong passes away, Zen Master Benheng will be the worthy successor.
He is highly respected in Hanshan Temple, second only to Abbot Yansong, and his only hobby is sweeping fallen leaves.
With nothing to do today, Zen Master Benheng picked up the broom again and quietly swept the fallen leaves outside the temple.
But at this moment, a sudden figure rushed in front of Zen Master Benheng.
The young man was dressed in black and was running out of breath. He stopped in front of Hanshan Temple, looked up, and then burst into laughter:
"Hanshan Temple, here I come!! Hahahahaha!"
Zen Master Benheng asked the young man in surprise: "Who are you?"
Yan Shouyi smiled and replied: "I am your father!"