Early in the morning, Mount Wutai is a very unfriendly day for tourists who come to visit Mount Wutai, because from the morning, Mount Wutai does not know what reason, the whole mountain peak is covered with clouds and mist, and thunder roars among them.

In such weather, it is obvious that everyone has no way to go up the mountain to play, so they can only stay at the bottom of the mountain honestly.

For the temples on the mountain, this is a day worth remembering, the abbots of each temple are looking in one direction, whether morning or night, fast or slow, that is, the bowl washing pond next to the West Tai Falei Temple.

Then they all said the Buddha horn in unison, and then instructed the disciples to close the temple door tightly and not to go out no matter what sound they heard.

The abbot of Witty Words, the presiding officer of Falei Temple, is still standing under the tree as if he had never moved, but if someone approaches at this time, he can find that the corners of Abbot's mouth are rising crazily on his face.

And the protagonist who caused all these visions didn't know anything at this time.

Dongfang Tiexin looked at the white clouds in the sky, and the rumbling thunder that seemed to be ringing in his ears.

I only feel that my choice yesterday was really right, if such a scene appeared yesterday when there were so many people, it is estimated that it will be on the news the next day, but now it is the information age, and if one person knows, it means that the people of the whole country will know.

Looking at the Golden Lion, there is no obvious change between the current Golden Lion and yesterday, if there is anything, it is that his mane is constantly flowing by small electric light.

And these electric lights are beginning to spread from his mane to his body, and each strand of electric light has gradually changed from the original thickness of a hair to the thickness of a finger and the thickness of an arm, slowly getting thicker and thicker, until the golden lion is completely overwhelmed by the lightning and becomes a round sphere of lightning.

Seeing the appearance of the golden lion, Dongfang Tiexin couldn't help but grope his chin with one hand.

"Thunder, inheritance, Falei Temple, the meaning of the name of Falei Temple seems to be, Dharma represents the teachings of Buddhism, and thunder represents the thunder in nature, implying that Buddhism is like thunder, which can awaken sentient beings, and also represents the boundless power of Manjushri Bodhisattva."

Looking at this appearance, Dongfang Tiexin guessed that Lao Huang should have obtained the inheritance of the word thunder in the word Falei, which is quite suitable for it, after all, you can't expect a lion who has been king and dominated in the Star Dou Great Forest for tens of thousands of years to understand Buddhism.

After waiting for a long time, a golden thunderbolt suddenly flashed out from the bowl pool, and in the blink of an eye, it rushed into the thunderball wrapped in the golden lion.

This golden thunderbolt was like a stone falling into the water, causing waves in the Dao.

The thunder and lightning, which had been calm, began to boil, and the color slowly changed from violet-blue to golden yellow.

Dongfang Tiexin didn't know how the golden lion at the center of change was feeling now, but it shouldn't be easy to think about.

Just as Dongfang Tiexin thought, now the golden lion in the thunder and lightning is clenching the crown of his teeth, his sharp teeth leaking out of his mouth, his limbs clasping the ground tightly, his sharp claws embedded in the soil, and his eyes are full of pain.

This thunder is far more terrifying than it imagined, originally facing this thunder golden lion can face it calmly at first, but as time goes by, the thunder and lightning are more and more, stronger and stronger, and when it is completely enveloped, it makes the golden lion extremely painful, as if thousands of needles are scurrying wildly in the body.

The pain made the golden lion almost scream, but its pride wouldn't allow it to howl in pain.

But when this strange golden thunder came in, the golden lion suddenly felt as if he had entered a cold spring, and all the previous pain disappeared, replaced by a stream of pure energy entering the body, feeling the body warm.

Time passed slowly, the sun was already high outside, and Wutai Mountain was still wrapped in clouds and mist, which made some tourists who were still lucky completely dead.

Just as they were about to go to other places honestly, a heart-shattering roar suddenly came out of Wutai Mountain, as if it had passed through thousands of miles, and directly resounded in their ears.

The roar stopped, and the person who was still awake immediately looked in the direction of Wutai Mountain, what was going on? Could it be that the roar just now is also a natural phenomenon?

Not to mention what ordinary people think, in the temples on Wutai Mountain, countless monks opened their eyes because of this roar, especially in Wanghai Temple, Puji Temple, Lingying Temple, and Yanjiao Temple, the four abbots all looked in the direction of Falei Temple with golden eyes, but they only looked at it, and did not go deeper.

The abbot of Puji Temple was the first to withdraw his gaze, folded his hands and continued to recite the scriptures silently.

The host of Wanghai Temple said, and after the successors of Falei Temple, they also withdrew their gaze.

The two hosts of Lingying Temple and Yanjiao Temple did not stay long, and soon withdrew their attention.

But the happiest thing is the witty host of Falei Temple, this time he is already laughing, the laughter shook the branches and leaves of the ancient trees around him, and a big hand stroked the ancient bark.

"You also feel it, right, it's been eight hundred years, and my Falei Temple finally has a chance to welcome back the Thunder Sutra, God bless my Falei Temple, Fa Ming will go with me."

After the witty host finished speaking, he grabbed a little monk not far away who was also different from ordinary people, turned into golden light, and walked towards the bowl washing pool.

At the same time, at the washing bowl pool, the golden lion reappeared in front of Dongfang Tiexin, but now the golden lion is much more powerful.

A roar came out before, directly dispersing the thunder that enveloped it, and now the golden lion's eyes showed divine light, surrounded by thunder, and a faint aura appeared behind his head.

If the previous golden lion still retained some of the ferocity of the Star Dou Great Forest, then now it is no longer at all, there is only pure majesty on its body, and the thunder and lightning around it have brought it some sense of majesty and domineering.

"This looks a lot more handsome."

Dongfang Tiexin didn't see how much the strength of the golden lion had improved, but he looked more handsome, if he rode out, well, handsome.

"Roar."

The golden lion slowly walked and returned to Dongfang Tiexin, looking down at this little master, it suddenly felt that it was doing it again.

Feeling the dangerous thoughts in the heart of the golden lion, Dongfang Tiexin raised his eyebrows, and he really didn't open the house for three days.

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When the abbot of Punch Yu came with Fa Ming, what he saw was Dongfang Tiexin rubbing the ground with the golden lion, rubbing wildly.

The abbot of Punch Tongue, who didn't expect to see such a scene after he came, was stunned for a while, not knowing whether to open his mouth or not.