Chapter 126: Fiction is preaching, but reality is moderation!
In time, Long Wenxuan closed his eyes and blocked his ears, and this beautiful Sanskrit sound seemed to be directly transmitted into Long Wenxuan's heart through the five senses, so that Long Wenxuan could not take a chance.
"Damn. Long Wenxuan's face was ugly, and then he thought of something, lowered his head, and in Long Wenxuan's pupils, a trace of gold gradually climbed up the corners of Long Wenxuan's eyes, and all emotions filled Long Wenxuan's eyes again.
Long Wenxuan actually used the Eye of Truth to suppress the beautiful Sanskrit sound that came into his heart.
The moment he activated the Eye of Truth, Long Wenxuan only felt that all distracting thoughts in his heart had been eliminated, and his heart was still as immovable as a mountain.
"Oh, it turned out to be the remnants of His Holiness. Long Wenxuan raised his head slightly, the thousands of Sanskrit sounds that sounded in his ears could no longer shake Long Wenxuan in the slightest, and secretly looked at the young venerable sitting in the void with the corner of his eye, under the gaze of the Eye of Truth, its essence had already been seen through by Long Wenxuan at a glance.
The young venerable seemed to have something in his heart, and the Sanskrit words spoken out of his mouth paused slightly, and cast his gaze on the tens of thousands of people who listened to the sermon himself, trying to find something, Long Wenxuan quickly cut off his gaze, closed his eyes and tried to make an appearance of being addicted to the avenue.
"Huh?" the Young Venerable frowned slightly, and after searching to no avail, he spoke again, and the vision continued.
Long Wenxuan breathed a sigh of relief, if he hadn't closed his eyes in time just now, he would definitely have been discovered just now.
This young venerable is transformed by the remnants of the venerable who fell in this small world, and the master of this small world, Long Wenxuan, predicts that it is owned by the owner of this venerable remnant thoughts, and the strength of the remnants is far less than the ontological strength of the fall, otherwise it will be discovered in an instant the moment Long Wenxuan just cast his gaze.
Long Wenxuan felt relaxed after knowing the essence of the Young Venerable, this Young Venerable was only transformed by residual thoughts, so he did not have some abilities that the True Venerable possessed, and he might still be sure of winning.
"Huh, these people..." Long Wenxuan secretly opened his eyes again, looked around, and found that the gray-clothed monks who had been transformed sitting next to him had a faint look of struggle and pain on their faces.
Long Wenxuan suddenly understood, these disciples who were originally people from foreign forces were brought in by Lin Qinghui to listen to the lecture this time, in the name of consolidating and transforming again.
As a martial artist, he is a strong-willed person, how can he easily be tempered, just in case, there is a phenomenon of sobriety, so this is brought into the Venerable Hall to listen to the sermon, and the look of pain and struggle on their faces is the best proof.
It has not been completely resolved, which means that there is still the possibility of rescue, Long Wenxuan's eyes rolled, and a thought appeared in his heart.
Long Wenxuan closed his eyes like this, listening to the bursts of Sanskrit sounds that kept emerging in the air, and secretly dozed off.
I don't know how long it took, His Holiness slowly closed his mouth, and the Venerable Hall instantly fell silent, and then tens of thousands of people stood up from the futon, clasped their hands together, and said to the young Venerable who was sitting in the void with great respect: "Thank you Venerable for preaching, I can't wait for that." ”
"Hmm" The Young Venerable bowed slightly, the expression on his face was still smiling, and the halo on the back of his head became brighter and brighter.
"Venerable Chenguang's sermon has ended, please leave quietly and stop making noise. The young venerable sat under the seat of the white-clothed little novice slowly walked out, and made a Buddhist salute to the tens of thousands of monks in the audience with happy faces, and the crisp words slowly spread out, although the voice was small, but it sounded in the ears of every listener, and it also woke Long Wenxuan up.
"What Master Zhiguang said is extremely true, I and the others will not disturb Venerable Qingxiu, and I will leave. Tens of thousands of monks in the audience who came to listen to the sermon folded their hands together, saluted the little novice in white who was sitting down with the young venerable, and slowly withdrew from the Venerable Hall with extremely respectful expressions.
"Long Wenxuan, you stay, His Holiness wants to see you!" Just when Long Wenxuan was about to slowly withdraw from the Venerable Hall with the large army, Lin Qinghui came to Long Wenxuan and said slowly.
"Ah, you want to see me!?" Long Wenxuan was stunned for a moment, and then pointed at himself in disbelief, his originally happy gaze gradually collapsed, and his face was crying with an unhappy expression.
Damn, I thought you had forgotten me, I was originally stupid and waited for me in the end, Long Wenxuan was secretly unhappy in his heart, but he had to stop, standing in a corner of the hall, watching tens of thousands of people gradually withdraw from this Venerable Hall.
"This is an opportunity to get close to His Holiness, others don't have the opportunity to see His Holiness if they want to, Brother Lao Long has a lot of kind words for me in front of His Holiness, and I, Lin Qinghui, am grateful. Lin Qinghui patted Long Wenxuan's shoulder with a smile, the expression on his face was slightly surprised, and the smile was less false and more sincere than before.
Long Wenxuan pursed his lips, not daring to say anything, so he had to secretly agree: "Yes." ”
Seeing that Long Wenxuan agreed, the joy on Lin Qinghui's face was even better, he nodded at Long Wenxuan, and slowly withdrew from the Venerable Hall.
Lord Long stepped forward and said. Venerable Dustlight glanced at the small novice who sat down under him, and the little novice understood, looking at Long Wenxuan, who was standing in the corner of the main hall at a loss, and said slowly.
Long Wenxuan nodded, gathered all the emotions in his heart, changed his face to a cramped and uneasy look, and slowly walked forward, the golden color in his eyes had faded at some point, and he changed into his original appearance.
The closer he got to the Venerable, the more Long Wenxuan felt the horror of this Dust Light Venerable, this Dust Light Venerable was smiling and indifferent, the phantom of the giant Buddha with the golden body on his back became more and more condensed, and the Sanskrit sound around him was bursting, which was the embodiment of his own profound Buddhism, and the cultivation of Buddhism was unfathomable.
Seeing Long Wenxuan walking up slowly and timidly step by step, the white-clothed little novice's brows gradually wrinkled, and he was about to open his mouth to scold, but he closed his mouth and stopped talking.
I saw that the young venerable beside me suddenly walked down from the void, step by step, as if walking one invisible staircase after another.
The phantom of the golden giant Buddha behind the young venerable also kept shrinking with the action of the young venerable's step, and the originally huge figure became smaller and smaller, but it became more and more condensed, as if a true Buddha walked behind the young venerable, and merged with the young venerable who walked down from the void, until it disappeared, leaving only a halo of light flowing behind the young venerable's head.
As the young venerable gradually walked down, the original terrifying momentum gradually converged, and the robes on his body were windless and rustling, but they gradually turned into a breeze and finally calmed down, as if he was just an ordinary monk with a handsome face, only the halo behind his head flowed, showing his extraordinary.
(In the manuscript, so the number of words in the chapter is a little less, forgive me, next month the first is ready to be on the shelf, and it is also the time to break out, so stay tuned, finally, in the weak for yourself to ask for flowers, click, collect, thank you! )