The dry hands in the stele pavilion trembled, and his breath became short, "Ran away?"

Demon cultivation, especially the Demon Lord of Gong Shen Creation, how can he escape Ma Xiuyuan's Seven Exquisite Hearts. Except for the old monk Mingguang www.biquge.info who has passed away, there is no evil spirit of the demon outside the old monk Mingguang of the pen and the fun pavilion, and naturally this demon has escaped and ascended to heaven.

"Impossible!" The iron chain trembled, and the old monk's eyes widened, "This demon has been lurking for decades and has not touched the demon array, it does not mean that it has escaped!" Now, because of Ma Xiuyuan's big demon running, even the Buddha's heart is a little restless.

Ma Xiuyuan smiled, "The Dharma Demon Formation is in the hands of the three elders, is there a demon lord in it, there is no need for outsiders to talk more, and I also ask the three senior monks to let my master and apprentice go out." "There is no demon in the well, but Matthew can't say it clearly, he can see it, but others can't see the real scene in the well.

The Buddha power in the old monk's hand is running, "This is natural, but this little friend, can tell the old man, why are you so sure that there is no demon in this well?" Since Ma Xiuyuan can know that there are high monks sitting in this well, the palace guard who spoke is naturally a little moved, and I believe that what Ma Xiuyuan said may be true.

Ma Xiuyuan clasped his hands together and said with a smile: "Actually, when you question the little monk, it means that you have believed the little monk's words." "If there is no doubt in your heart, the old monk of the stele pavilion can take Ma Xiuyuan's words as a deaf ear, and naturally he will not be so nervous.

Matthew Yuan never looked at the Fu Demon Well, he looked down at the three chains, suddenly his pupils shrank, and he was a little surprised: "Can you tell the little monk where the two palace guards who escaped from the ascension are now?"

The old monk on the left who didn't talk much slowly spoke, "The first name is Deqing, and the other is Delin." ”

The monk, who had been silent, shrank his pupils and said, "But the two abbots of the Xiangguo Temple?"

"Well, no wonder Deqing has been silent, Xiao Xiangguo Temple, it seems that he is arrogant, and he wants to be the abbot of a temple. The old monk shook his head.

As a small Xiangguo Temple of Guangling Ten Temples, I didn't expect that there is such a origin, no wonder it has developed to such a point in just a few decades, which shows that Monk Delin has brought a lot of inheritance in the past.

Xiangguo Temple is a temple and two demolitions, the so-called size, but according to the length of existence, the world is divided at will. Ma Xiuyuan narrowed his eyes and said, "The shackles made of alder iron and wood, it seems that several of them are destined to spend the rest of their lives here." I don't know if it was intentional, or if someone did it on purpose?"

"If you are a demon, you will naturally be willing. We firmly believe that the devil will not be able to escape from this formation......"

"Then what if the Demon Lord had already fled before this formation ended?" Ma Xiuyuan said in surprise, and the eyes of the three old monks showed a trace of horror. If it's really what Matthew Yuan said, wouldn't they be in a quagmire?

Hengyuan hurriedly pulled Ma Xiuyuan over, "Don't say it, besides, the monk is going to be angry." ”

Ma Xiuyuan's eyes flashed, and he didn't look scared at all, but he hated his senior brother's sweaty hands, and he covered his mouth a little salty, so he kept spitting out. He didn't have anything else to say, as long as he could shake the minds of these three monks, then it was bound that this demon maze would be broken, and what he wanted to know more was where the big demon had gone.

Three bright rays of Buddha light poured into the swastika intaglio, and the bronze door slowly moved to one side. "Let's go. "The old monk of the stele pavilion among them naturally can't immediately start a battle to test whether what Ma Xiuyuan said is true, in case the devil is born, who will make up for such a catastrophe?

The three masters and apprentices who saw the way out were overjoyed, and they saluted and thanked the three in the stele pavilion one after another. Even though the slowly opening bronze door was only half a foot open, several people couldn't wait to get out.

Frin fell silent, and the bronze door was closed again.

However, the Buddha Forest was silent, but the old monk's heart in the stele pavilion was chaotic.

"What that kid said shouldn't be untargeted, if that's the case, Deming, wouldn't our decades of life be in vain?"

The one who had few words sighed and said, "The Duanyang Festival is open." ”

"Do you want to call Deqing?"

The old monk Deming narrowed his eyes, shook his head, and said, "It's really as that kid said, among the two of Deqing and Delin, I'm afraid that one of them has really been planted with a demon seed." We can't afford to take any more risks. ”

"Alder ironwood, it turns out that these three shackles are actually alder ironwood, one of the three woods of Buddhism. ”

"At the beginning, this big array was the master's painstaking work, and even his life was put in it. All we can do is to let Xiangguo Temple stop the bloody storm again. ”

"Amitabha, good, good!"

"Alas, how did that kid know this wood at a glance? And the dry bones in the well, how did he know?" The old monk suddenly remembered, it seemed that no one had told Ma Xiuyuan about these Buddhist secrets. There are only a handful of people in Xiangguo Temple who know these things, why does a four or five-year-old monk know so many things?

The three old monks of the stele pavilion couldn't help but fall into deep contemplation.

Ma Xiuyuan followed the monk out of the bronze door, and the bell above the dojo rang. The monks who came from all around approached the dojo one after another.

Hengyuan lifted Ma Xiuyuan up, put it on his shoulder, and said, "Little junior brother, don't run around this time, I was really scared just now." ”

The monk straightened his robe and said calmly: "I haven't seen the world, so I am scared by such a little wind and waves?"

Hengkong smiled and touched the robe behind the monk, and said, "Master, your robe is soaked, don't you say you're nervous?"

"Nonsense, it's dew. Ma Xiuyuan giggled, making the monk blush, and quickly waved his hand, signaling to rush to the dojo.

They came to Daxiangguo Temple on this trip, undoubtedly to earn some incense money, and then by the way, they made a name for Dingzen Temple. On the remote treasure mountain, there are very few natural incense.

The Pure Land of Buddhism, such a Pudu Conference, is undoubtedly a grand event. Hundreds of monks gradually gathered over, all of them were monks from the temple near Guangling who came to attend the meeting.

"Amitabha, which temple are you from? The sutra transmission is about to begin. ”

The head monk Buddha numbered a dozen, "We are from Dingzen Temple, and we should be the ...... of the abbot of Deqing"

The monk in charge interrupted and said, "Dingzen Temple...... right" He flipped through the booklet in his hand, and finally found the location of Dingzen Temple at the end of the booklet.

He looked at the three apprentices behind the monk, "Just the four of you?"

"Exactly. ”

"Well, the far corner of the east side, near the foot of the temple, is your location. ”

Matthew sat high and looked far away, and when he saw the corner and the few futons placed there, he immediately raised his mouth as high as hanging an oil bottle, "I've never seen such a contemptuous person!"