Chapter 115 Preparation
Facing the person in front of him, Sun Daren had an ominous premonition.
"So you're here, haven't seen you for years. The speed of the teacher's speech is surprisingly slow, the words are elongated in tone, and the momentum exuded by the **division invisibly makes people feel afraid.
Sun Daren was silent, secretly mentioning one hundred and twenty points of vigilance.
"If Shaolin is on the verge of destruction, will you help Shaolin or help others?"
This question was asked strangely and suddenly, so that Sun Daren did not answer immediately. The division didn't wait any longer, turned around, and disappeared suddenly from near and far.
A few days later, Shaolin with the Shaolin Temple bell ringing, the Dharma Academy, the Prajna Hall, the Luohan Hall, the Discipline Hall, the Zhike Hall, gathered, Master Kongzhi hurried back to Shaolin, and narrated everything as it was.
"Don't attack Shaolin, the behavior of the demon demons in the demon world is so weird, we have to be careful. Xianzhi, one of the three major monks of Shaolin, said.
But in recent days, many martial arts people have gathered at the foot of Songshan Mountain, including many in the cultivation realm and the demon realm. It is said that Nuwa Niangniang's diva bell is about to be born in Shaolin. I'm afraid that those people who want to take advantage of the opportunity to fish in troubled waters have also heard of it.
A little monk grew up in Shaolin since he was a child, and he knows everything about the grass and trees in Shaolin, and he has never heard of the artifact of the great god Nuwa in Shaolin, so he is curious: "Abbot, is there really a queen bell in our temple?"
The abbot stood in front of the Buddha with a solemn expression. A sentence suddenly appeared in my mind: good and evil bells, leaping Shaolin, when gathering together, ** beginning.
He knew in his heart that this was a reason for the Magical Venerable Lord to come to attack the mountain, and even wanted to borrow the hands of others to get rid of the illness in his heart for many years. He will not rest on his laurels this time. This has been confirmed.
The abbot sighed deeply, suddenly raised his head violently, and a woman in purple clothes came to the wind.
"Ling'er, it's really a sin to meet the abbot and come suddenly. Ling'er looked around and knew that the timing of her coming was wrong, and she disturbed everyone's discussion.
"No problem, no problem. What is Ling'er doing here this time?"
"Master Abbot, my Gongju Sect was attacked by the Demon Realm Demon Realm a few days ago, and it almost destroyed my entire Gongju Sect. The changes before the Shu Dao sect were not very good. Only one-fifth of the strength remains. ”
"What? Do the demons of the Demon Realm really want to repeat the old things and destroy the world?"
Ling'er said, "The Demon Realm has attacked the Gongju faction and the Shu Dao faction successively, Master Abbot, the Shaolin faction should be careful." ”
Well, the abbot master sighed slightly and said, "It's noon, everyone has had lunch, and we will discuss specific measures." ”
At noon, the sun shines on your head. Under the scorching sun, the whole body was so tired that he lost his former spirit. The whole Shaolin seems to be shrouded in a dead silence.
"Senior brother, will our Shaolin be ......" A little monk is concerned about the safety of Shaolin, here is his lifelong boarding for him, pouring out all his feelings, and now Shaolin is in trouble, and he can only watch.
Don't worry, "Senior brother, your cultivation has not yet reached home. It is also necessary to continue to understand the teachings of Buddhism. Shaolin is here or not, Buddhism is still everywhere. As long as the heart is there, Shaolin is everywhere. "Kongzhi's insight and comprehension are indeed a rare genius in a hundred years. Whoever has great hopes for Sora.
Suddenly, a domineering, strong voice sounded in the mountains and forests, "Old bald donkey, after many years, I came to visit." Everyone came out to greet them, but there was not half a figure to be seen.
"The illusion of the Magic Lord has improved a lot. I saw that the abbot's lips were slightly inciting, and the voice was actually transmitted from afar, thousands of miles, which was really magical.
After a while, the Magical Venerable Lord revealed his true form, "Old bald donkey, it's time for us to settle our accounts. ”
In the heart of the Magic Lord, this person made him lose face as a man, and it was because of him that the Magic Lord suffered mental pain for many years. Every day he faces the son of someone else's lover, and he has someone else's blood in his body. He wanted to kill the beast several times, but this was Aoya's entrustment, and he couldn't.
When he didn't see the beast, he burned with anger, but when he looked at the face that looked like Aoya, he had to let it go, and it all came down to the person in front of him.
Over the years, he has not moved Shaolin, but also because of the existence of Aoya and Qin Chuan, the magic lord loves Aoya, and the people related to Aoya have never moved. Including the person in front of him, as well as the entire Shaolin faction.
However, Aoya's statue was destroyed, Qin Chuan was gone, all of this was God's injustice, and he wanted to fight for himself.
The countless demon soldiers of the Demon Realm on the ground were like a dam bursting its embankment, surging up. The sticks and swords of the two sides collided and thumped...... The field was a mixed up.
The three major monks flew up and sat in mid-air, and the sound of the wooden fish in their hands sounded in unison. Accompanied by the Zen words of Buddhism, I saw that the demon soldiers of the demon world below suddenly covered their ears, wailing to the sky, and their faces showed a look of pain. One by one, they fell to the ground.
At this time, a tiger-headed, eagle-winged, snake-tailed demon beast flew from the air, flashing its wings, and its strength was so strong that it set off a hurricane. In the field, the sand flew away in an instant. A tail flicked, and the three monks were calm and closed their eyes. With the huge tail flicking, the three major monks rose up, only to see Xiankong shake his hand, and a golden light suddenly shot out, penetrating the wings, squeaking...... The sound of pain was deafening.
On the abbot's side, Blue Star's charm technique did not work at all, the Cang Song sword was in his hand, the abbot master was covered in golden light, his palms were together, the light in the field appeared, the house was on top, and the Buddha statues were crooked.
And at this time, suddenly an evil aura permeated the entire Songshan Mountain, and a beam of light rose to the sky, straight into the nine heavens. The crowd was dumbfounded. What is it?
In the Luohan Hall, the Arhat Golden Bottle was like a radiant light, as if it shot through everything, and in an instant the Arhat Golden Bottle cracked open and shattered into small pieces, and a black bell hung in the air, floating up.
The evil is even greater. What is that?" the crowd asked curiously.
Suddenly, a martial arts person, very light skills, reached out to touch it, and wanted to take it for himself. With a scream, he was pierced by the light, like a thousand arrows piercing his heart, and in just a moment, this person turned into a pile of white bones and was killed on the spot.
How could such an evil thing be in Shaolin.
The martial arts people who were rushing to Shaolin all witnessed this cruel scene, and they were all frightened and fled in all directions.
Sun Daren and Xiao Ai came to the foot of Song Mountain, and happened to meet people who hurried down the mountain, Sun Daren reached out and grabbed one and asked, "What happened to my brother?"
"Mountain, mountain, demon, white bone ......" The man said incoherently, violently broke away from Sun Daren's hand, and ran down the mountain in a panic.
"Daddy, do we still want to continue?" Xiao Ai saw that Sun Daren's face was unprecedentedly serious, and he felt that something was wrong. Maybe they shouldn't have come to Shaolin.
Sun Daren didn't answer, and walked straight to the top.