"Fahai, put down the butcher's knife and turn back to the shore!"

The mighty Buddha sound is still the same, even if it is a mini missile with terrifying power before, it has not caused the slightest damage to it.

Fahai was desperate, in the face of such terrifying strength.

He was as weak as an ant.

"Amitabha."

The Buddha's voice was immense, but in an instant, the strange feeling in Fahai's heart became stronger and stronger.

Everything seems to be taken for granted.

It's a little weird, of course.

And why did he go to Zhu Xiaolian.

"Boom ............"

Just when Fahai was pondering, a giant palm of Buddha's light descended from the sky, the Buddha's light was monstrous, and the terrifying pressure descended.

"Don't, let's go."

At the moment of life and death, a weak figure flew towards him and went straight towards the giant palm.

"Boom!"

The Buddha's light erupted, and in an instant, the figure that flew away died of incense.

A little bit of spiritual light, a faint fragrance of flowers wafting on his side, made Fahai's heart move.

"Fahai, go quickly, I can die for you, I have no regrets in this life."

The faint voice of words echoed in Fahai's ears, and Fahai was seen frowning.

"Bold and wicked, it's not a pity to die."

The angry eyes of King Kong, the Buddha's light shone, and in an instant, the peony was directly wiped out.

Fahai's heart moved, and his mind was like paste, blurred.

This scene, is it too weird?

I don't have much to do with that peony.

But why was the peony willing to help him resist?

"Little donor, let's go."

Behind him, Zhu Xiaolian's urgent cry came, and when Fahai looked back, he saw that the world of the painting wall was torn open.

At this moment, the great monk in the ancient temple is urging the Dharma with all his strength to maintain the entrance of the cave.

Zhu Xiaolian shouted anxiously at the moment.

Fahai hesitated and was stunned.

His heart was chaotic for a while, and the light of the Buddha was shining in front of him, constantly threatening.

There is a passage behind him, but it is extremely unusual.

Advance or retreat, for a while, Fahai couldn't see through.

"Little donor, let's go."

Just when he hesitated, Zhu Xiaolian stepped out, pulled Fahai directly, and went straight to the passage.

"Where to go!"

The angry shout sounded, and the Buddha's giant palm was hit again, and the whirlpool channel was directly dispersed.

And at the last moment, Zhu Xiaolian pulled Fahai and walked out of the illusion.

For a while, the world of the painting wall returned to normal.

"Hoohoo ............"

Zhu Xiaolian gasped and kept patting his chest.

"Young master, are you alright?"

The scholar on the side hurriedly walked up.

Fahai frowned at the moment, looked around, and saw Zhu Xiaolian and Meng Longtan all here.

"Amitabha, a few people who can escape from the illusion of the painting wall can be regarded as people who are destined."

The great monk who had never spoken spoke said at this moment.

With his hands folded, he looks like an amiable and approachable monk.

"Thank you, Master, for coming to the rescue."

Zhu Xiaolian saluted respectfully, and so did Meng Longtan and the two on the side.

Only Fahai was stunned and felt a little weird.

This great monk is the same as before.

But invisibly, there is a hint of weirdness.

No matter how Fahai looks, he always feels that he can't really see it.

"Little donor, it seems that you are very confused?"

The great monk walked slowly, his eyes meeting Fahai's.

"Why is this place?"

Fahai's eyes shone with the light of Buddha, but he still didn't see through the person in front of him. 361 Reading

"Little donor, it has been more than two hours since you entered this mural illusion, and the poor monk saw that you were in danger, so he lured you out."

The great monk said in his mouth, and Fahai's brows did not stretch in the slightest.

"Two hours?"

Fahai only felt as if he had gone through a long time.

"Yes, I don't know the years in the illusion, and a thousand years in a flash."

The great monk sighed in his mouth, and Zhu Xiaolian and others on the side were even more apprehensive.

The loss came out of it.

"Thank you, Master."

Zhu Xiaolian and Meng Longtan thanked the great monk again.

"Go, the world is yours out there."

With a wave of their hand, a fresh breeze floated, and the next moment, the three of them only felt that the world was spinning, and they had come to the outside of the ancient temple.

"Whew, that's amazing."

After some experience, Zhu Xiaolian looked at the ancient temple and sighed in his heart.

Meng Longtan on the side also nodded in agreement.

In just one night, the two seemed to have experienced a dream life.

"Little donor, where are you going this time?"

Zhu Xiaolian turned around slightly and asked Fahai.

The two can be regarded as sharing weal and woe.

"The little monk is home all over the world and travels all over the world."

Fahai frowned and said, his eyes still looking at the ancient temple.

Strange, very strange.

Out of the ancient temple at this moment, Fahai can't see through this ancient temple.

"That little donor, I'll go first."

The sky was slightly lit up in the distance, and Zhu Xiaolian and others had to go to Beijing to take the exam.

The fantasy experience of this ancient temple is over, and several people have to continue their journey.

He bowed slightly, and Zhu Xiaolian carried his bags and took the scholar and Meng Longtan on the road together.

Fahai stood on top of the gravel, looking at the backs of several people leaving, and pondered slightly for a while.

"Huh."

As soon as the figure moved, it did not leave, but went straight to the ancient temple.

In the dim ancient temple, the candle flame had already dimmed.

The great monk was still sitting in the same place, closing his eyes and concentrating.

The murals on both sides are exactly the same as when they first arrived, and they have not changed in the slightest.

"Amitabha, the little donor went and returned, do you still have any doubts?"

The great monk opened his eyes and looked at him.

"Where is this?"

The Buddha's light shone in Fahai's eyes, but he didn't give an inch, pressing step by step.

The Dharma is shining brightly, but it is ready to go.

"Little donor, isn't this an ancient temple?"

The great monk replied softly.

And the next moment, I saw a flash of inspiration, and the muzzle of the barrel was directly in front of him.

"This is not the ancient temple I first came to."

Fahai's eyes glanced around, and Fahai couldn't see through the vanity around him.

But Fahey's inner instincts can't go wrong.

What's more, if he really went in for two hours.

Then how can the surrounding murals not move at all?

"Little benefactor, the poor monk doesn't know what you're talking about?"

With a sentence in his mouth, the great monk got up slightly, and his eyes met Fahai's.

"Don't you know?"

Seeing the other party like this, the corners of Fahai's mouth showed a faint smile.

Everything is in vain, and he is in vain.

"If I'm not mistaken, I've never stepped out of the illusion at all."

Stepping out slightly, the ancient temple at the foot of Fahai suddenly had faint ripples.

The ripples spread little by little, and the next moment, the scene of the ancient temple around instantly became hazy.

Only the great monk in front of him was still smiling at the moment, looking at Fahai lightly.

"Amitabha, it's better for the donor to stop."