Chapter Seventy-Seven: Disciples of Buddhism
Lin Fan thought for a moment in his heart, suddenly stood up, and quickly walked out of the villa.
It was already dark.
The blue light on Lin Fan's body flashed, and the imperial sword flew out.
A moment later, he landed in Jiangnan City, dozens of miles away.
Lin Fan came to the subway station, stepped on the escalator, and looked at the dense crowd coming out of the subway through the guardrail of the escalator.
Most people's faces are full of exhaustion, it seems that the pace of life is too fast, people are busy and tired, looking at their numb expressions, thinking that there should be no joy in life.
Lin Fan got on the subway, and a young mother behind him held her daughter and complained, "It's so hot." ”
The little girl said playfully: "The air is so stuffy." ”
"Oops!" she bumped into something good, she suddenly felt very cool, like lying on a cold water bed, she involuntarily rubbed on Lin Fan's cold body.
"Excuse me, young man!" said the young mother apologizing, reaching out to pull her daughter back.
Lin Fan's body, because of the cultivation of the anti-immortal longevity technique, was already a cold body, so in the hot summer, he exuded a cold air.
Lin Fan looked at the little Lori holding his thighs a little speechlessly, and said with a smile: "It's okay, let her hug it."
She smiled wryly and replied, "Thank you, young man."
After arriving at the station, the young mother moved to the subway exit to take a good seat, and pulled the little Lori to get off the train.
Although she met Lin Fan Pingshui, she still left a business card for Lin Fan, even if she would not meet again in the future.
There are relatively few people on the train at Lido Plaza Station, as soon as the station door is opened, the people on the train get off in order, and the people on the platform line up to get on the train in turn.
The last person to get into the car was a tall, very eye-catching bald white man.
The white man, with six rings on his bald head, is a foreign monk, more than two meters tall, shiny bald, wearing a thick monk's robe, wrapping himself tightly, and holding a string of black Buddha beads in his hand.
It seems that a hundred years after the cultivation system came out of China, in the 21st century, cultivators have indeed spread all over the world, ushering in the era of global immortal cultivation.
Lin Fan was overjoyed in his heart, and said secretly: "It's a disciple of the Heavenly Buddha Sect of Wuliang Mountain, it seems that his divine sense has sensed it, there is indeed a disciple of the Heavenly Buddha Sect here, whether the holy blood on his body has reached the 'Jade Realm Period'." “
Lin Fan looked at the foreign monk, his consciousness was swept away, and he felt that the foreign monk's spiritual power was powerful and terrifying.
After entering the subway, Monk Yang looked around, as if looking for something in the train, and then frowned.
After about ten minutes of running the subway, he trembled under his feet.
Immediately afterwards, the subway shook violently, and the handrail rings shook up and down, colliding.
"Boom, boom, boom......" The subway shook more violently, and even the whole carriage was shaking.
The subway was dim, and Lin Fan's range of vision began to be limited by the darkness.
"Did it roll over? Ouch, it hurts me. Someone shouted in horror.
A man in a white shirt fell to the ground, unharmed except for a sprained arm.
The tall foreign monk got up from the ground, looked at the bloody scene around the subway, and sneered.
He pinched a Buddhist mudra and recited the scriptures aloud.
As the foreign monk recited the scriptures, the huge spiritual power hit in all directions like ocean waves.
In the void, the ghost car like a carpet wandered in the compartment, and the spiritual power of the foreign monk swung around, and the ghost things suddenly scattered like birds and beasts.
Lin Fan's heart moved, and he said, "Is it a ghost?"
"Charm and Spirit...... Break open" The foreign monk roared loudly, Zhiyang's spiritual power was opened, and the ghost energy in the carriage fled in all directions, and it was suddenly swept away.
In an instant, the passengers froze, the carriage was bright at the moment, the broken glass, the blood on the walls, all disappeared, and none of the passengers in the carriage were bloody.
"It was just a hallucination. The passengers stood stupidly, at a loss, and worshiped the foreign monk in their hearts, it turned out to be a high-ranking monk, and everyone was uneasy and calmed down.
The foreign monk opened the door of the carriage and chased towards the carriage in front of the ghost escape, he stretched out his hand and quickly made a seal, and hurriedly sacrificed two talismans, an evil breaking talisman and a sword talisman.