Ye Fan kicked all the Thais and Indians into the air and observed the Holy Mound Pagoda up close.

The Buddhists present joined hands to worship Ye Fan, their eyes full of respect.

The Jiangbei Menglan Bon Festival attracted the attention of Buddhists in Kyushu, and although many Buddhists were not qualified to participate, Ye Fan's prestige had already spread.

At this moment, Ye Fan suddenly appeared and intercepted Southeast Asians strongly, how could everyone not like it?

The host of Kongwen is the most happy, although he loves money, he is also overjoyed to see a big Buddha like Ye Fan to participate in the forum.

"Ye Zhenfo, what instructions do you have for coming here?" The host of Kongwen stood behind Ye Fan and asked cautiously, for fear of disturbing Ye Fan.

Ye Fan's divine sense probed out, and he was still observing the holy tomb freely.

"Presiding, what do you mean when you just said that the relics have Buddha light and no Buddha nature?"

Ye Fan spoke, and he only thought of the relics in his heart.

The host of Kongwen hurriedly responded: "That's the case, according to historical records, after the Eastern Jin Dynasty, the relics had no Buddha nature and were borrowed by something." ”

"The relics of Shakyamuni Buddha's finger bones are helping to suppress evil spirits, and after a thousand years, the Buddha nature has long been exhausted. Today's Buddha light has returned to the state of light, and it is estimated that the relics will be broken. ”

The host of the empty news told the secrets, and these secrets were unknown to outsiders.

When everyone heard this, they looked at each other, and the Southeast Asians stopped screaming, and they couldn't bear the pain.

Yuna pressed down her tattered pants, her eyes flickering.

Ye Fan was also very surprised, he looked at the empty host: "Can you elaborate?" ”

The host of Kongwen looked around, stretched out his hand and asked Ye Fan to take a step to speak.

The crowd craned their necks and watched as the two of them went to the pavilion in the distance.

In the pavilion, the host talked about the secrets of Shakyamuni Buddha's finger bones.

"Where the relics came from, there is no record in the history books. Everything about the holy mound was recorded from the Eastern Jin Dynasty, when there was a famous mage called Zhixian Monk in the Eastern Jin Dynasty. ”

"Monk Zhixian became a monk at the age of three, set out from Chang'an at the age of 70, traveled to Tianzhu through the Western Regions, traveled to more than 20 countries, and was the first master to go overseas to learn scriptures and seek the Dharma. He went to learn the scriptures one step earlier than Tang Sanzang. ”

The host of Kongwen told the story recorded in the history books, "In his later years, the monk Zhixian traveled eight hundred miles to Qinchuan, encountered an evil ghost, fought with it for seven years, and finally sealed the evil ghost in Taibai Mountain in the Qinling Mountains. ”

"Since that time, the finger bone relics of Shakyamuni Buddha have begun to borrow the power of the Buddha, and have been helping the monks of Zhixian to suppress evil spirits."

After the host finished speaking, his face was already extremely serious.

He would not question the history books of the holy mound, and firmly believed that there was an evil ghost sealed in the Taibai Mountain of the Qinling Mountains.

Ye Fan was skeptical, and he pondered: "What is an evil ghost?" ”

"All the demons and demons are not recorded in detail in the history books. But back then, Qinchuan was in a drought for many years, and the people were struggling to make a living, and the ancestors guessed that the evil ghost might be a drought that penetrated the heavens and the earth. ”

Dryfish?

Ye Fan asked: "Is it a kind of zombie?" ”

"No, if it's just zombies, it's impossible not to record it in the history books. The ancestors must have refused to write down what the evil spirits were for some special reason, and there were so many things involved. ”

The host shook his head, he didn't have a trace of greed for money at this time.

Ye Fan frowned and pondered, vaguely feeling that the holy mound was buried not only with relics, but also with an earth-shattering secret.

"The drought is abused, such as burning", "Daya" records the monster of the drought fish, but it is said that it is the evolution of the goddess in the sky, not the evolution of zombies.

Ye Fan thought for a while and said, "Can you take me to Taibai Mountain?" I want to see if there really is a marry. ”

Kongwen's face turned white when he heard it: "No, the Buddha's relics have no Buddha nature, which means that the evil ghost is about to appear." Lao Wei has been soliciting sponsorship for the past few years, just in case. If the evil ghost is really born, we can move the holy mound to another place, Qinchuan is too dangerous. ”

If you don't go to Taibai Mountain, Ye Fan has to ask again, but there was a commotion on the side of the holy tomb, and the group of Indians were actually attacking the holy tomb again.

Ye Fan's eyes were cold, he stepped over, and raised his hand to slap him, wanting to fan all the Indians half to death.

As a result, a volley of flames struck and collided with Ye Fan's palm power, which actually offset Ye Fan's palm power.

The flame was not really a flame, but a peculiar exercise.

Ye Fan looked sideways and saw a man in a red robe looking at him.

This red-robed man has black hair, half of his face is bearded, but he is not old, his red robe is also very stylish, his waist is tightly tied, but his arms are exposed, he looks very wild.

Ye Fan noticed that he was holding a golden sword in his hand, which was particularly long, like a knight's long sword, and there was an axe hanging from his waist, which was also pure gold, filled with an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.

His first impression of Ye Fan was that he was very strong, this person's attainments in martial arts were not lost to him, and he was Indian, so he didn't know what special means he had.

"King Bali, why are you here too?"

At this time, Kongwen rushed over, and he was very angry, but when he saw the man in the red robe, he immediately flattered him.

The Buddhists present were also taken aback when they heard this, and smiles appeared on their faces.

King Pali is the god king of the Hindu branch of the Sexual Power sect, and has a very high status in the Indian religious circles, even in the Han Buddhist circles.

In the face of the empty flattery, King Bali didn't pay attention to it, he looked at Ye Fan and said, "Why do you want to do it and beat them?" ”

He stuttered in Chinese, but his words were quite clear.

The group of sexually powerful Indians immediately shouted: "King Bali, when you went to inspect, this Chinese man sent us all away, please seek justice for us." ”

King Pali furrowed his thick eyebrows and accused Ye Fan: "Why are you, beat them, Hinduism cannot be bullied by Buddhism." ”

King Bali took a step forward, his breath so hot that there was a sun in his body, forcing everyone around him to retreat.

The host didn't dare to make a noise, and ordinary people such as He Zhifang were even more shocked to withdraw from the distance.

Ye Fan's heart was cold, and he also stepped forward: "Why did I beat them, shouldn't you ask them?" Offend my Han Buddhist holy land, I don't know what to do, I can't fight? ”

Ye Fan raised his hand, like lightning and lightning, and slapped it out, directly knocking the Indian clamoring next to him into the air again.

King Bali wanted to stop it, but he couldn't, he didn't expect Ye Fan to be so simple and rude.

"Huaxia, you are very lucky, this is not India, otherwise I would not give Han Buddhism a face."

King Bali looked at Ye Fan majestically, "You have to apologize, you apologize, we will apologize, but we only apologize to the Holy Tomb." ”

The king of Pali seems to be afraid of Han Buddhism, so he did not do it directly.

Ye Fan sneered: "What if I don't apologize? ”

King Pali stopped talking, and grasped the sword in one hand and the axe in the other.

He was as hot as the sun, and his body seemed to be emitting Buddha light.

No one could get closer, and they fled in terror.

Seeing that King Bali was about to remove the axe, there was a sudden "snap" sound from the top of the holy mound.

It was a very clear sound, the sound of something shattering.

At the same time, the light of the Buddha in the holy mound disappeared, and there was nothing strange about this thousand-year-old pagoda.

"The relics are broken." Ye Fan looked at the holy mound, and King Bali also looked up, his expression was flat, as if he had expected the relics to be broken.

"Let's go." Finally, he waved his hand and left with the Indians. Wana whispered to them, and left.

Yuna didn't forget to glare at Ye Fan viciously, as if she was going to eat Ye Fan.

Ye Fan ignored the outside world, he joined hands towards the holy mound and silently recited the Great Compassion Mantra to send the Buddha's relics to be eliminated.

The host of Kongwen and others also realized something, and they stood silently, and Kongwen even cried.

A group of businessmen didn't understand, and left unhappily after a while, and this Buddhist forum ended early.

He Zhifang didn't leave, he waited for a while and approached Ye Fan with admiration: "Mr. Ye, the relics are broken, and the forum is not open, can I invite you to dinner?" I have a lot of respect for the Dharma and would like to hear you talk about it. ”

"The destruction of the relics is the beginning of the disaster, eight hundred miles of Qinchuan, and it really suppresses a drought."

Ye Fan looked at the southwest with his hand, and in the extreme distance, the mountain of the Qinling Mountains stood among them, above the sky, the clouds and mist dissipated, and the moisture in the air was drying rapidly.

The host of Kongwen sniffed the air, and then said in a trembling voice: "The taste is different, I have lived in Qinchuan for seventy years, and it is the first time I have smelled this kind of smell, this is ...... Is drought coming? ”