Chapter 102: Looting
The Buddha's twin body was temporarily sealed, and many evil demons died down. No one hindered the movements of Cang and Qu Huaiqing, and the time of Su Zhenzhen's resurrection was approaching, so Wen Renran was not surprised by this.
However, before Su Zhenzhen took over in person, it was impossible for Wen Renran to delay the important event as a joke. In addition to the conflict between the Sword Sea and the Heavenly Frontier, it is also imminent to deal with the clarion call of hope.
In the Sumeru Dharma Hall, the dragon god Dharma building is solemn and solemn, and the two eminent monks are accompanying Tsongkar, who is explaining the Buddhist principles for many believers.
"Well, that's the end of the day, let's go first. ”
Feeling this, Tsongkar suddenly fell silent, and immediately dismissed many of his followers. After a while, Wen Renran, who restrained his martial breath to show respect, walked into the Sumeru Dharma Hall from far and near with the horn of hope.
"I heard that people were ran, and I had seen Sumeru Rulai Tibetan Dharma Venerable. ”
"When the distinguished guests arrived, Tsongkhar was disappointed. ”
"Compared to below, Fazun came all the way from the Western Regions, so he should be a distinguished guest. ”
After greeting for a while, Wen Renran glanced at the three no-kills who dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, and greeted Tsongkar: "Last time, this senior monk broke into my house recklessly and was driven out by the servants. I accidentally made a little heavier, so please don't blame the Venerable. ”
"For the sake of his name, he is good at making claims. Third, do not kill and be rude in the front, and it is also appropriate to accept the lesson. I hope that after this time, he can guard against arrogance and rashness, and meditate on Buddhism. ”
What is the temperament of the monk who sat down, Tsongkar was like a mirror, and he did not believe in the words of three non-killing. Seeing that people are not like arrogant people, Fa Zun has no reason to be harsh, so he wants to turn back to the topic.
Seeing this, the three don't kill were greatly aggrieved: "Fazun ......"
"Quiet. ”
In the Sumeru Rulai Tibetan Sect, the three non-killings that are powerful and blessed have always been very disgusting. Seeing that Tsongkar shouted the complaint of stopping the three non-killings, the rest of the monks who had been oppressed by the three non-killings immediately bowed their heads and pretended not to see.
The main hall was solemn and magnificent, and Tsongkar, who stood in the center, said to the point: "Although there is a fault in the three non-killings, but my intentions, I must also truthfully convey to the benefactor?"
"Horn of Hope?"
"In Sumeru, my religion calls it the Nine Commands. ”
As for the history of the Trumpet of Hope, Tsongkar does not need to explain it, but in someone else's home field, it is always necessary to listen patiently. And after Tsongkar elaborated, Wen Renran Fang said the reply that he had already thought about: "The horn of hope is a thing of right and wrong, and the Dharma Venerable really wants to take it back?"
"The donor is reluctant?"
"I have not used the horn of hope ever since. Also, I don't recommend that the Dharma Venerable defy the Dharma. ”
Simply took out the horn of hope, and showed it to people without greed: "Of course, let the things of your sect return to their original owners, and there is no opinion in the slightest. ”
"Thank you. ”
The truth and falsehood were clear at a glance, and after Tsongkar confirmed that it was correct, he took it from Wen Renran's hands.
However, there are always some people who covet the magic of the trumpet. Hisuzo, who was in the same column as the Three Non-Kills, was very curious about this, and immediately stepped forward and pleaded: "Dharma Venerable, the Nine Venerables are infected by evil forces, and I am willing to try the inner door in person, so that Dharma Venerable can get rid of evil forces." ”
"Would you like to give it a try?"
"I am not afraid, and I ask the Dharma Venerable to fulfill it. ”
"Oh, you have to try. But is it clear that you are only allowed to observe and not act rashly?"
"Yes. ”
Sensing that Hisuzang was unstable, Tsongkar repeatedly advised: "Remember, whatever you see, you must keep your heart. Do not be greedy. ”
The swastika of palm luck appeared, and the golden light shone in all directions, and Tsongkar sacrificed the wheelless magic array, enveloping the body of the sun.
And the technique of locking the invisibility of the king of Hades has been broken by the ghost and the love dyeing of the concubine. Wen Renran was also interested in how the trumpet of hope worked, and did not say anything else, ready to take action at any time, and stood aside to wait.
In front of everyone's eyes, Hisuzo nervously raised the horn of hope, approached his mouth and blew it. Suddenly, the sky thundered angrily, and the wind swept the house. The distant sound lingered in his ears, and the effect of the Wheelless Circle was still there, but the figure of the monk in the middle seemed to evaporate out of thin air, and he was no longer visible.
"The Grim Reaper is good at playing tricks, so please pay attention to the Venerable. ”
"What does the donor know about the Grim Reaper?"
Tsongkar was not impatient, and while paying attention to the movements in the array, he opened his mouth to verify more useful information.
He has always been worried about the existence of the Grim Reaper, and Wen Renran did not hide it too much, saying: "The former owner of the Horn of Hope is an empirical evidence. Back then, Qiu Dai Tian ......"
"The swordsmanship that was exchanged for his legs failed to be hated, but became a lifelong regret...... The horn of hope, I see. ”
Through one or two stories, roughly inferring the function of the trumpet of hope, Tsongkar thought for a moment and said in a slightly deep tone: "Now, I can only hope that Hisuzo will keep his heart." ”
"I'm afraid it's not that simple. ”
Even if Tsongkar repeatedly commanded him, Wen Renran didn't think that Hisuzo would listen to it just now. What's more, the benefits of the god of death's tongue, how can a monk who has not cultivated his mind at home be able to resist it?
A few moments later, the disappeared Hisuzo Huo Ran reappeared, but his appearance was dozens of years old, as if he was approaching his old age. And after returning to reality, Hisuzo realized what the so-called "can't witness the death of the three non-killings" means......
However, it was too late to regret it at this moment, and Hisuzo could only hold on to his breath, and said weakly: "Yu, Yu Fazun, I was tempted by death in a moment of confusion and made a big mistake. ”
Three don't kill and ask first, "What did you do?"
Ignoring the three don't kill, Hisuzo faced Tsongkar and said, "The three don't kill and oppress us on weekdays, I make a wish to the god of death to let him die." ”
"What, damn Hisuzo, you're trying to kill me!"
If it weren't for Tsongkar in front of him, the three would have strangled Hisuzo to death immediately.
It's just that at this moment, Hisuzo's life is obviously more valued by others. Wen Renran quickly approached, and took out a little Qionghua jade dew and gave it to Hisuzang.
It's a pity that although the longevity medicine had a certain effect at the beginning, Hisuzo's complexion quickly turned gray after half a moment. Wen Renran probed his wrist veins and poured qi into his body again, but felt that Risuzang seemed to be just naturally aging, and no matter how much external interference there was, it was only in vain, so he had to give up treatment.
"Dharma Venerable, I think that before purifying the evil power, it is better to take proper care of the horn of hope and not let others touch it. ”
"Evil ......"
It's just a sentence of work.,Hisuzo is already dead.。 Tsongkar's face sank, and the Rotation Circle was ready to fight. But after a few hours, there was no movement.
"Ha, hahaha, I'm not dead, I'm not dead! ”
"Don't rejoice too soon. The wish made to the trumpet of hope has never been unfulfilled. ”
Never underestimate the evil taste of death, Wen Renran said solemnly: "Fazun, I have handed over the horn of hope. But after all, it is one of the Three Treasures of the God of Death, and your sect may be in trouble in the future, so please be more careful. ”
"Oh, there is a labor lord who sends back the Nine Orders. Sumeru still has important things to do, so I will not send it far. ”
"I understand, goodbye. ”
It is obviously unrealistic to stay in the Sumeru Dharma Hall for a long time. And how the three don't kill will die unexpectedly, Wen Renran has also guessed, it is nothing more than a coincidence that he was killed by others, and it is useless to stay and resign.
However, Wen Renran had just walked ten miles away with his front feet, and suddenly felt that the yellow sand in the Sumeru Dharma Hall was flying, and the conflict broke out. There is no need to stop and think, and when you hear the people, you immediately turn back, but you only see the body of the three non-killing, withering and miserable death.
"Dharma Venerable, this is?"
As the benefactor saw, the trumpet of hope was lost again. ”
"You're not worried?"
"When it's time to find it, it's time to come back. ”
Unhurried or impatient, Tsongkar's deep eyes flashed with wonderful colors, and he said, "A master who transforms into sand, an evil creature who wields a scythe." However, the trumpet of hope did not fall into the hands of those two people. ”
"And a third party?"
"The last man, short and ugly, wields a short gun, and does not seem to have come from a difficult situation. ”