Chapter 218: Another Angry One?
When he entered the Daxiong Treasure Hall before, Qi Fan felt very strange.
Why is there only one Buddha statue in the Daxiong Treasure Hall?
In fact, for thousands of years, the Lingfo Temple has been declining, and even a hundred years ago, the Lingfo Temple could not even support the monks in its own monastery.
So a certain generation of abbots was forced to sell many Buddha statues, Arhat statues, Guanyin statues, etc. in the temple.
Although these Buddha statues have allowed the Ling Buddha Temple to go through the most difficult periods, they have lost a lot of heritage.
However, so many Buddha statues were sold, but the Buddha statues in the Mahavira Hall were not sold.
It's not because they don't want to sell it, but because this Buddha statue seems to have taken root and can't be moved at all.
At the beginning, there was a wealthy man who was willing to spend hundreds of millions of dollars to buy this Buddha statue, but because the Buddha statue could not be moved at all, he could only stay in the Lingfo Temple.
But no one knows that this Buddha statue is the patron saint of the Spirit Buddha Temple.
How could the great sects of the past not be left to guard?
This statue of Shakyamuni Buddha is the patron saint left by the Zen patriarch 10,000 years ago.
Only when the Lingfo Temple suffers a catastrophe of annihilation, will it show supernatural powers.
The statue of Sakyamuni stood up, the height was also as high as six zhang, the golden body was shining with stars, and the momentum was extraordinary.
"The Buddha has appeared!" When the monks saw this, they knelt down and bowed.
In their opinion, it must be Qi Fan blaspheming the gods and Buddhas, so the Buddha couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to suppress this person.
"What kind of bullshit Buddha manifestation, it's just a low-level formation." Qi Fan said disdainfully.
……
The sky had become dark, and the two Zhangliu gold bodies were shining brightly, dazzling.
Qi Fan's body moved, preemptively attacked, and rushed up with a punch.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Immediately, the two giants were entangled in a fight.
When the hand is fought, it is like steel colliding, making a screeching sound.
With a "bang", Shakyamuni shook Qi Fan like a palm, and when he landed, he smashed a temple.
"The combat power of this Buddha statue is amazing, and the moves are all Buddhist martial arts moves, I am afraid that the strength is already very close to the tenth level of the Star Sea." Qi Fan said in his heart.
I didn't expect that there was such a guardian saint in Lingfo Temple, if it was someone else, I am afraid that it would have been slapped into meat paste with a palm.
"The Buddha has appeared! You are bound to die for the evil obstacle of desecrating the holy land of Buddhism, and you will not be caught yet? The abbot roared, a hideous smile on his face.
Qi Fan got up and patted the gravel on his body.
"Humph! Since you think it is the manifestation of the Buddha, then I will destroy your Buddha. ”
I don't know when, on Qi Fan's head, there was a little demon beast covered in red.
The little demon beast rubbed its eyes, looking like it hadn't woken up.
Who could it be if it wasn't a little star burner?
Qi Fan had already realized that in the form of Zhangliu's golden body, he would not be able to defeat this Buddha statue.
Among the five forms: gold and wood, wood and earth, earth and water, water and fire, and fire and gold.
Since it is a golden body, it is natural to attack with fire.
"Giggles! Burned it. ”
"Oh cluck!" The little star beast opened its mouth and shouted, which was to provoke its own battle intent.
Giggles, this is Qi Fan's new name for the little Burning Star Beast.
It was precisely because the little Burning Star Beast couldn't speak, and could only cry "oh cluck", so Qi Fan simply took this name as his name.
Of all the names Qi Fan had obtained, this was the only one that satisfied the little Burning Star Beast slightly.
The little star beast opened its mouth, and flames erupted.
"Huh? What kind of trick is this? ”
He ...... The top of his head actually breathes fire? ”
Due to Qi Fan's huge size and visual angles, the monks did not notice that there was a small demon beast standing on Qi Fan's head.
The crimson flames suddenly illuminated the surroundings as bright as day, and the temperature rose sharply.
However, the statue of Sakyamuni is just a dead thing, just a statue of Buddha who guarded the temple left by the patriarch of Fang Chan, and he did not feel pain at all.
The flame temperature of the little Burning Star Beast was extremely terrifying, and the burning power was far from comparable to ordinary flames. The golden body of the statue of Shakyamuni has begun to melt.
It didn't take long for it to become a puddle of golden water, smoking green water.
The little Burning Star Beast stopped its flameshoots, and was then placed in the Beast Ring by Qi Fan.
The monks' eyes widened as they looked at this amazing scene, and they were completely shocked and speechless.
The huge Buddha statue has turned into a pool of golden water at this time.
In other words, the last reliance of the Lingfo Temple is gone.
"How so? Why is this happening? The abbot fell limp and fell to his knees, grief-stricken.
Qi Fan took the golden body and restored it to its original appearance.
"Why is this happening? Because of your greed, of course. Qi Fan walked up to him, "As an abbot, if you want to covet other people's martial arts, you should be punished." If I'm not mistaken, greed, hatred, and ignorance are taboos in Buddhism. ”
Hearing this, the abbot's body trembled, and the whole person seemed to be more than ten years old in an instant.
"The reason why the Lingfo Temple is declining day by day is not because there is no awesome exercises and martial arts to support, but because the times are changing, and there is no need for this kind of religion that provides people with faith. So, at the end of the day, it's because it's outdated. Qi Fan continued.
He remembered that in his previous life, the main reason why Buddhism arose was to give people a faith and hope.
Especially in times of constant disasters, people lose the motivation to live, so they become monks or cut their hair to become nuns.
In today's world, in this era, there is no need to worry about food and clothing in poor areas, so is it still necessary for religion to exist?
Therefore, Qi Fan personally believes that even if he gives "Zhangliu Golden Body" to Lingfo Temple, he will not be able to save the fate of this temple.
It will even attract a lot of people with bad intentions, in order to steal this seven-star martial art, so that the Lingfo Temple will be in a catastrophe.
"Alright, that's all for today. Oh yes, I think the big bell in your temple is good, so it should be paid for my mental damages. After Qi Fan finished speaking, the figure disappeared into the darkness.
As night fell, most of the temple was in ruins.
The monks sat together, and the abbot sat on the futon without saying a word.
Then, a young monk suddenly ran over in a hurry, holding a few books in his arms.
"Lord Abbot, Lord Abbot, it's not good!"
Hearing this, Chengyuan got up and shouted, "What's the noise?" What's wrong? ”
The monks were also strange, and when they looked at the monk, they thought to themselves, could there be anything worse than the current situation?
Then the monk put the scroll in his arms in front of everyone and said in a panic, "All the books and words in the Scripture Pavilion have disappeared. ”
When Cheng Yuan heard this, he frowned.
Pick up a Buddhist martial arts scroll scattered on the ground and open it to take a look.
"This ......"
I've read several books in a row, and it's all the same.
However, after repeated confirmation, they found that all the scrolls in the Scripture Pavilion had turned into white paper, and the words inside had mysteriously disappeared.
The abbot looked at the scrolls that had been carried by the monks, his chest hurt, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out.
Then his eyes were shaken, and he was directly angry!
……
In the night sky, Qi Fan and Peng Sichan sat on the body of the eight-winged Black Jiao King, and had already returned to Haicheng.
"Ding! Congratulations to the ninth-level martial artist of the Angry Star Sea! The reward is worth 4,000 points. ”
Qi Fan couldn't help but be surprised.
"What? Another angry one? ”
(End of chapter)