The fair-weather monk's face was full of fatigue. He put his palms together to form a golden Buddha statue. It was extremely serious, just like a real Buddha suppressing the troll.
"This is a major event that concerns the people of the world. If Xiao Nolan is resurrected, with the resentment in her body, there will be rivers of blood and mountains of corpses and seas of blood..." The words of the meat-and-wine monk are precise and tragic.
The words are so touching.
It's just that the tattoo of a blue dragon and white tiger on the monk's chest and the flesh on his face make people doubt the authenticity of what he said.
When Feng Feiyun heard these upright words, he could feel his cocoon and said: "I'll stop you. Since this matter is so important, why don't you go yourself?"
Just kidding, although the female corpse is not alive yet, it is already extremely dangerous. Most people will be crushed by the murderous aura in her body before they get within ten feet of her. And even the ancestors of the Juqing level are...
Unable to do anything to her, just relying on two little shrimps, Feng Feiyun and Feng Jianxue, to try to suppress her is just nonsense.
Besides, there are so many strong men from all major forces gathered outside the temple at this moment, who are not here for the treasures in the temple and the spiritual spring suspended around the female corpse. Once someone really gets close to the female corpse,
It will definitely trigger a siege by everyone, and even a giant engine will be blown to pieces.
The meat-and-wine monk just pretends to be a dead dog here and lets Feng Feiyun take the risk for him. Whoever does this kind of thing is a fool.
"Jianxue, why don't we go? I'll take you out of this damn place!" Feng Feiyun took Feng Jianxue's little hand and was about to take her away.
hiss!
Her hands were extremely cold, and Feng Feiyun shivered all over, as if she had pinched a piece of ice.
Only then did Feng Feiyun realize that something was wrong. No wonder this girl didn't say a word from the beginning to the end. It turned out that she was so cold that her skin was covered with a layer of white frost and her lips kept trembling.
Cold sweat kept breaking out on my forehead, and before the beads of sweat even dripped off, ice crystals followed and covered my face.
It's like she has turned into an ice sculpture!
She was cold to the bone, and she slipped directly into Feng Feiyun's arms, trembling: "It's so... so cold, so cold. Can you hold me?"
Feng Feiyun quickly took off his clothes and put them on her delicate body. He held her waist tightly with his hands, using his own body temperature to help her break the cold.
"How could this happen? Even with your cultivation, you can't suppress the cold air in your body. Hey, great monk, did you give her poison?" Feng Feiyun gritted his teeth and saw Feng Mianxue's pitiful expression.
It just seemed like a heartache.
"Mao, it's obvious that she got sick herself, but she blames me... for poisoning me. This is unscientific!" said the meat-and-potatoes monk.
Feng Feiyun was slightly startled: "Sick, what kind of disease?"
He has never heard that immortal cultivators can also get sick. The more advanced a person is, the more able he is to withstand disease, life and death. Feng Jianxue's cultivation level is only higher than Feng Feiyun, how could he fall ill?
So powerful?
"She was born with Buddha bones, and her body has six heavenly marrow relics. For those who practice Buddhism, this is simply the holy body of Buddhism. It is possible to become a Buddha or a Bodhisattva in the future, but for those who do not practice Buddhism,
Generally speaking, this is a terminal disease. It will start to appear at the age of fourteen, and it will become more severe every time. Very few people can live beyond the age of sixteen..." the fair-wine monk said non-stop.
Feng Jianxue's whole body was in convulsions and she couldn't say a word. Even her breathing was about to stop, her heart began to beat slowly, and the blood in her body seemed to have been frozen.
Feng Feiyun was anxious and kicked the meat-and-wine monk's bald head hard, cursing: "Old bald donkey, I just want to know how to save her, why are you talking so much nonsense?"
"Ahem, this... Just put the Nalan Buddha clothes on her body, and the cold poison of the relics on her body can be temporarily expelled. But if you want to completely cure her illness, you must practice "Common Life" with Lao Na
"Ancient Sutra", enter my Buddhist door and become a female nun..." The meat-and-potatoes monk seemed to have a good temper. Although he was kicked in the head by Feng Feiyun, he was not angry and started chattering again.
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Feng Feiyun still couldn't hear what he was saying, so he picked up the Nalan Buddha clothes from the ground, then carefully helped her put it on, buttoned it up, and quietly observed her changes.
This piece of Nalan Buddha clothing was just like an ordinary shirt when worn on Feng Feiyun, but when it was worn on Feng Jianxue, it immediately underwent a wonderful change and created a magical resonance.
The originally blue-gray cloth Buddhist shirt was now swept away from its past staleness. Every piece of fabric emitted a blue light. With the naked eye, you could see threads of silk-like blue light flowing on it, intertwining with Buddhist holy seals.
There are Buddha statue seals, Yin-Yang Bodhisattva seals, Vajra Buddha and Demon seals...and so on!
The light of the Buddha's robes on her body bloomed more and more intensely, becoming more and more holy, and the disguise on Feng Jianxue's face was melted by the Buddha's light, revealing her original appearance, with picturesque black eyebrows, sultry eyes, and a straight nose.
, red lips are crystal clear.
This is her true appearance, which is more than ten times more beautiful than her original appearance. This is why she is so handsome when she disguises herself as a man, and is called "Monster Man" by Feng Feiyun.
If we just look at the degree of beauty, Feng Jianxue is not much inferior to Dongfang Jingyue. They are both the existences that confuse sentient beings, but they all hide their beauty in different ways.
Under the Buddha's light of Nalan Buddha's robe, the light of the six heavenly marrow relics in Feng Jianxue's body was triggered, causing a Buddha's light to grow from her bones, causing this unruly girl to actually give birth to a
Share the holiness and dignity of Buddhist Bodhisattva.
This is not an illusion, this feeling is real and getting stronger.
A green lotus platform slowly condensed and took shape under her feet. A total of nine petals of the lotus flower, with green crystal colors, completely integrated with her body and the Buddhist robes on her body.
At this moment, she is like the reincarnation of a Bodhisattva, the true Buddha has descended, without a trace of mortal breath on her body.
Feng Feiyun's legs trembled slightly and he almost knelt on the ground to worship the Bodhisattva. Fortunately, he had a high state of mind and was able to barely control his body's reaction without making a fool of himself.
If it had been any other immortal cultivator, he would have knelt in front of her and worshiped her like a Buddha statue in a temple.
"Damn! This Nalan Buddhist robe is so powerful. It can suppress people's spirit and generate the power of faith in their hearts. How come it's not so powerful when I wear it?" Feng Feiyun didn't doubt it at all, Feng Yanxue said.
Now if she goes out to swindle money, she only needs to stretch out her hand, and those people will kneel on the ground and give her all their savings.
This kind of psychological attack is more terrifying than the physical physical attack.
"Exactly, the Nalan Buddha's robe can only resonate with people who are born with Buddha bodies. In the future, when this girl practices the "Ancient Sutra of Common Life", this Nalan Buddha's robe will become even more magical. Even if you hold it in your hand
No spiritual weapon can harm a single hair on her head." The fair-weather monk began to tremble.
The cold poison on Feng Jianxue's body was finally expelled. Her eyes opened gently, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and every movement showed the charm of the Holy Spirit. Could it be that she had really transformed into a true Buddha?
"Feng Feiyun, I thought you wouldn't come back to pick me up. I thought even if I died here, you wouldn't care about me." As soon as she opened her mouth, all the holiness in her body was destroyed.
Tears flowed from his eyes, and he cried so heartbrokenly that he felt so pitiful.
Although Feng Jianxue is also a strong woman, she is only fourteen years old after all, and she is quite timid. She can't stand ghosts and supernatural things, but she stayed in this temple full of ancient corpse monks.
For several days, this really frightened her to the point of wanting to cry.
But she never cried. She wanted to save her tears until Feng Feiyun came and cry them all together. She wanted to cry to him and let his conscience be condemned!
"How could I not care about you? Have you forgotten that you are my wife!" Feng Feiyun's heart softened slightly, and he gently touched her cute nose with his fingers, teasing her again.
Feng Jianxue immediately stopped crying and burst into laughter!
Laughed to tears!
"Ahem! Romance is forbidden in the Buddhist land. Now we are facing a catastrophe. The female demon is about to be born. The world will be filled with rivers of blood and mountains of corpses. Yet you still keep each other close to each other. How is this inappropriate? How is this inappropriate?"
The fair-weather monk was very unhappy at the moment. After all, he really wanted to take Feng Jianxue as his disciple, so naturally he didn't want her to have any emotional involvement with Feng Feiyun.
Once a person in Buddhism falls in love, his final end will definitely not be much better than his residence in Cangsheng Temple!
"It's none of your business! Wife, why don't you leave? This major fact concerning the life and death of the people is too big. We can't stop it. Let's let the master resolve this disaster!" Feng Feiyun dragged Feng Yanxue to ask.
Leave.
The meat-and-wine monk was so anxious that he almost jumped up from the ground. He stretched his neck and shouted: "Feng Feiyun, don't blame me for not reminding you. The cold poison of the relics in that girl's body was only temporarily suppressed, but now it has been
The stimulation of Nalan Buddha's robes has activated the Buddha bones and relics in her body, and the cold poison of the relics will relapse in one month. If she does not practice the "Ancient Sutra of Common Life", her death will be in one month."
Bang!
Feng Feiyun had already taken steps forward, but suddenly stopped!
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Still owe Chapter 17!
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