Chapter 475: Living Saint
Jun Shuo didn't seem to be surprised at all, he still held me in his hand, and said in his mouth: "I knew that you people would definitely not stay inside and refuse to come out, but if you want to rob the road halfway, are you thinking a little too much?" โ
The person in front of him had been standing in the electric light, but it seemed that these seemingly powerful thunderbolts were ignored in his eyes, and he coughed lightly and laughed: "I didn't say that I intercepted people, but I just told you that this child still has to stay here, and you can't take him away." โ
Jun Shuo sneered, "Which god and demon are you under the throne of Youdu, why do I never seem to have seen you?" โ
"Me?" The man seemed to stretch out his hand and scratch his head, muttered for a moment, and said, "I don't know the King of Youdu. โ
"Trick me!"
Jun Shuo's tone suddenly became cold, and the thunder light in the air began to suddenly increase, and his arm that had just hung down slowly lifted up again, staring at the figure in front of him tightly, and said coldly: "When I am the one, die!" โ
But the person in front of him was not moved at all, and slowly bowed to Jun Shuo and said: "Amitabha, the donor is too angry, you might as well sit with the poor monk in the Bodhi Temple below for a while, and talk about the Buddhist scriptures, which may help the donor's current state of mind." โ
A monk?
I was stunned, but Jun Shuo seemed to be furious, his eyes were full of fire as he looked at the figure in front of him, and his palms held in mid-air suddenly closed and clenched into an iron fist.
"Donor, your anger has not disappeared, how can you have murderous intentions, let's go down and sit with the poor monk, maybe the poor monk can still ......"
But before the man finished speaking, suddenly, the wind whistled, the thunder and lightning roared, Jun Shuo stood in the air, like the thunder god will fill the surrounding air in an instant explosion, like a golden snake dancing in the sky thunder and lightning suddenly towards the human shadow, forming a huge dazzling ball of light, like the rising sun, and the bright moon overhead, forming a wonder of the sun and the moon, in the eyes, indescribable shock and heartbeat.
The ball of light shrouded in the human figure began to gradually condense after a short burst, getting smaller and smaller, but the power contained in it could be felt and became larger and larger, until it shrank to the size of a human figure, I heard a sneer from Jun Shuo's mouth, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, and I was sweating for that person in my heart, and a loud Buddha horn suddenly exploded in the sky.
"Om-ma-what-t-horn-เบ-huh!"
The six-character mantra of Buddhism!
My heart was beating wildly, I never thought that in such a coercion, the figure could still calmly spit out the six-character mantra, and with the sound of the word "moo" falling, it was condensed into the extreme light cluster, and suddenly burst into a burst of blue light.
The blue light seemed soft compared to the light cluster, but it was like a silk thread seeping out of the light and shadow, slowly and rhythmically wrapping the light together, and when the golden light turned into blue light, Jun Shuo's face changed greatly, and he scolded, "Bald donkey!" When he raised his hand and wanted to attack again, the bright light in front of him suddenly fell into darkness, Jun Shuo's hand also stiffened, and he watched the figure in front of him appear, the golden light turned into blue light and landed steadily in his palm, and the green light set off, a monk with a bare head and wearing a cyan robe, volleyed into the sight.
The monk had a delicate face, looked like he was in his early twenties, hung his head, and the blue light in his hand made him full of Buddha light, and laughed in a low voice: "Donor, tea has already been prepared in the cold temple, and if you don't go, it will be cold." โ
Jun Shuo's raised hand froze, and a pair of eyes squinted like an eagle on the monk's body, and muttered, "You are not from behind the ancient gate. โ
The monk shook his head slightly, "Thousands of Great Realms, alone, what to do, it's just that you can't take this child in your hand with you yet, otherwise a lot of cause and effect will hinder his cultivation." โ
"But he also has a period of cause and effect in the hidden capital, if he stays here and doesn't go, won't it hinder his cultivation?" Jun Shuo said coldly.
"The red dust of the past, all because of cause and effect, cause and effect dispersed, when he finishes dealing with this side of the matter, if the opportunity comes, he will naturally go to the hidden capital, but if the opportunity does not come, the donor, by grabbing, it is absolutely impossible."
The monk's words were neither humble nor arrogant, and Jun Shuo was also irritable, his eyes were erratic, as if he was calmed by the monk's hand, and he lowered his voice and said, "It seems that I can't take this kid away today?" โ
The monk lowered his head and smiled: "No, not only can you not take it away, but even you can't leave here!" โ
As soon as the monk finished speaking, he suddenly raised his head, a golden light flashed in his clear eyes, Jun Shuo was shocked, and pointed at the monk with his hand, the word saint, blurted out!
"You're a saint!"
Jun Shuo's reaction at this moment was no less than the shock when I saw the tail for the first time in the Nine Prisons and Nine Springs, his eyes were bulging, and in the next second, he actually dragged me, turned around and ran away in an instant!
But before I could react, the monk actually appeared in front of me again, still looking at Jun Shuo with a smile, and said with a Buddha salute in his hand: "Donor, the tea is almost cold, how about I let you go when the tea is finished?" โ
Jun Shuo didn't answer, just paused for a moment and continued to run desperately in other directions, but no matter how fast he was or where he fled, this monk could always come leisurely in front of him and block the way, and then persuade him to follow him down to drink tea.
"I can go without this kid, but I can't go with you!"
After struggling for a long time, Jun Shuo finally stopped his body and looked at the monk gritting his teeth.
The monk lowered his eyebrows and looked kind: "You came from the world behind the ancient gate, just let you go, if you interfere in the cause and effect of this world without authorization, the poor monk will not be able to go back to the errand." โ
"I'm not willing to do that!"
But before Jun Shuo finished speaking, the monk smiled, "The donor should come with me, when the tea is finished, the affairs of this world should also be settled, and at that time, it will not be too late for me to let you go." โ
Saying that, the monk suddenly raised his hand, and the soles of his feet did not move, but he came in front of him in an instant, looked down at me and said: "Xiao Yi, the cause of the thirteenth world is the result of this life, you are so self-conscious, you took a wrong step, but there is no turning back." โ
"Send me to save Wei Junyao!" After listening to the monk's words, I blurted out.
Just now when I learned that I couldn't resist this Jun Shuo was going to be taken to the hidden capital, the first thing I couldn't let go of in my heart was Wei Junyao, if I left, I would hate it for life, and now that the monk helped me out of the siege, then I can't wait for a moment, I'm going to Nine Prisons and Nine Springs, I'm going to save Wei Junyao!
"Bald donkey, you deceive people too much!"
Jun Shuo completely broke out, and directly let go of his hand and dropped me, I thought that I would fall directly from a high altitude of powdered bones, but as soon as I fell, I found that my body fell down a distance and then began to stop, and the soles of my feet seemed to be buoyant slightly, and at this time, Jun Shuo made a move.
In the blink of an eye, the night sky where the moon was hanging suddenly became cloudy, Jun Shuo shouted, the robe on his body was windless, and in the right palm that was raised high, I don't know when there was a red triangular flag, the palm shook, the triangular flag suddenly flew into the air, and got into the dark clouds, the ghosts in the dark clouds cried, after a violent fluctuation, a skull that emitted a faint red light and a hideous face, suddenly reopened the clouds, opened his mouth wide, and rushed down at the monk.
The monk stood in the air, looked up at the approaching ghost but only nodded slightly, and then burst into a shout, the blue light that had been held in the palm of his hand had been pinched away by him, turned into stars, and surrounded the monk's body, and at the same time, as if he was being pulled, it quickly converged in front of his forehead, forming a "swastika" that was only the size of a palm, and slowly greeted the falling ghost.
The small word "swastika" is as small as fireflies and the moon in front of the hideous ghosts, slowly approaching in the air, until they collide, the air in front of them seems to begin to shake violently at this moment, and the blue light soars, shrouding the ghosts like a scorching sun, burning all the filth in the world, and eating up the ghosts little by little, and watching Jun Shuo with a panicked face beckoning again to put the red flag into the palm of his hand, when he wants to leave the dust, the monk's eyes flickered away from the blue light, and said to Jun Shuo with a smile: "Donor, go to drink tea and discuss Buddha with the poor monk." โ