Chapter Fifty-Nine: The Holy Medicine of Buddhism, Ten Days of Hanging
The silver armor general and the old god stood aside, not afraid of the monk Laitou taking risks at all.
The flaming dragon foal under his crotch snorted and jumped to try.
It had never seen such a man with such an iron head, it was simply too durable.
Monk Lai Tou hesitated for a moment, secretly said Providence, Providence, and said with a forced smile: "The general's words are reasonable, he is trespassing, so he will leave." Dare to ask the general's name and surname, and if you see him in the future, you can retreat. β
"I am Jinling Town Guard, Silver Dragon Guard, Li Fei! ! β
Fly!!
The poor monk remembers you, and when the general trend is certain, he will be the first to kill you!
Monk Laitou slid down from the eaves with a smile and fell into a big heel, which looked particularly funny.
The monk's robe on his body was gray and black, and he looked particularly embarrassed, causing the audience to burst into laughter.
Leaving with an embarrassed smile in all directions.
"Whew!"
Li Fei let out a long sigh of relief.
He is not easy, even if he transfers the Silver Dragon Guard and finally takes down this monk, the people of Jinling City do not know how much they will suffer, and the Silver Dragon Guard does not know how much they will lose.
The battle of grandmaster-level masters has been out of the category of human fighting.
It was a collision of the Ways!
Wu Yong stumbled out of the crowd and saluted Li Fei: "Thank you for being able to save the apprentice, Wu is grateful!" β
As he spoke, he bowed and kowtowed.
This deep emotion of licking calves moved everyone, and Li Fei was secretly satisfied, and today's thrilling confrontation was not completely futile.
A gentle momentum dragged Wu Yong's bowing body: "Mr. Wu, please get up quickly." As the guardian of Jinling Town, these are my duties. Order...... It's still a matter of urgency, so take it back and raise it...... Alas! β
Li Fei thought of his master, when he was alive, he was as heartless as a joke.
In front of the pair of masters and apprentices, I'm afraid that the fate is also over.
With his eyesight, he easily saw Liu Xianglian's injury, and there was only one breath left before he died, maybe when he returned home, he should buy a coffin.
"Amitabha, the donors are polite."
"Master Zhitong." Li Fei nodded slightly to the monk: "It's here, I should also go." Mr. Wu, Master Zhitong, please! β
The strong enemy retreated to Jinling, and his task was completed, as soon as he pulled the reins, stepped on the step, and quickly left.
"Master Zhitong, can I still be saved?"
Wu looked at Zhitong with tears in his eyes, as if he was really a good master who loved his apprentice like a son: "Master Zhitong, I am such an apprentice, I have followed him since I was a child, like my own son, how can I support my old age without him!" You Buddhists have hurt my disciples, but you can't ignore it! β
Today, it is a grand event of Buddhism, there are many monks, and there are many good men and women.
The big event here, now the crowd of onlookers is layered, like the waves of the sea, the mountains are roaring and the tsunami.
"Amitabha!"
Master Zhitong frowned, he came here to clean up the portal, but he was escaped by the mad monk.
Now he was entangled by the bitter lord, set himself on fire, and was put on the fire for a while, and he was extremely tormented.
"Don't be impatient, don't be impatient, wait for the old monk to see!"
Zhitong lowered his head, stretched out his hand to check Liu Xianglian's pulse, and his heart jumped again, secretly pinching his teeth.
"Donor, save ......"
"Thank you Master Zhitong, thank you Master Zhitong! Thank you to the master for the secret medicine of Buddhism! β
As he spoke, Wu Yong knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Zhitong.
An old man in his fifties and sixties kowtowed to a forty or fifty-year-old monk, which was originally nine contrasts, and as soon as Wu Yong bowed his head, Monk Zhitong faced all the believers and monks head-on, giving him a heavy blow to face!
Zhitong's eyelids jumped again and again, and the fox looked at this old thing suspiciously, and slandered in his heart: How did he know that he happened to have the holy medicine of Buddhism on his body, and he returned the pill? Could it be that he ......, it is impossible and impossible, the master of the grandmaster is not a cabbage, it should be this old thing I don't know where I heard the name of this treasure, and I just stopped myself.
If it was usual, whoever dared to kidnap him so morally, he would definitely slap the other party to death.
The Buddha is not a gentleman, who can deceive him?
The Buddha is not a good type, who can kidnap morally?
But this time is different, today's Jinling City is so prosperous because of his name and appeal to gather here, it can be said that everyone is his supporter.
Although he is not a star and does not need fans, he is a Buddha!
Cultivating is the method of crossing people and crossing the world, after the realm of the grandmaster, every time is the perception and breakthrough of the Tao, if you scatter your own Buddha momentum today, the light will be staggered, the lifelong road is hopeless, and the golden body will be destroyed, and the body will die......
"Good, good, good! My Buddha is merciful, saves people's lives, and wins the seventh-level floating slaughter! Today, it's up to me to save my Buddha's devout disciples! β
With a wave of Zhitong's big hand and a wave of his robe, Liu Xianglian, who was already about to burp, rose out of thin air, and didn't know that Zhitong had performed martial arts or a trick, Liu Xianglian's body began to glow faintly.
Immediately afterwards, Zhitong also got up without wind, sat cross-legged, and slowly flew into the sky.
Next to Huikong, the two monks of Hui Zen, while knocking on the wooden fish, chanted in their mouths.
The golden light came down, setting off this scene with extraordinary solemnity, as if the Buddha had really manifested a miracle.
Wu Yong didn't know when, he had already gotten up, his face was still sad, but the corners of his mouth were always hooked with a smile, at this time Zhitong couldn't take care of him, and he didn't bother to continue to do a full set of plays.
The monk's tricks, Wu Yong saw it clearly, and the two little monks next to him were the root of his tricks.
Only the level of a first-class master, but a pair of hands is very flexible, and from time to time he secretly touches out a handful of gold dust and sprinkles it in the air, which makes Zhitong so sacred.
Wu Yong secretly thought, it must be that after a number of masters of the thief door were forcibly crossed by Zhitong, he was ordained and became the powdering boy.
Zhitong doesn't know Wu Yong, but Wu Yong knows Zhitong!
This monk is not simple, he was born a prodigy, at the age of five he was precocious, he learned the Lotus Seal, at the age of fifteen he learned the Treasure Seal of the Treasure Bottle, and at the age of forty he learned the Fearless Lion Seal......
The next thing to learn is the Empty Wise Fist Seal
Did you find a pattern?
Although he is precocious, the speed of learning this mastery is getting slower and slower, although it has a certain relationship with the difficulty, but the main thing is that this guy does not seek a deep understanding of martial arts and does not pursue it.
It's not that he is a real monk, he only loves to learn Buddhism, he is not very interested in Buddhism, he once claimed to have discovered the Buddha's cultivation method, and wanted to reverse the current cultivation method of Buddhism, and was driven out by the Nanhua Xingyun Temple where he settled at that time.
After that, all the way from the south to the north to talk about the Buddha, no one accepted, until the White Horse Temple in Luoyang, Xi'an Prefecture, the temple presided over an enlightened person, and he enlightened himself to be a man who first made himself stronger and bigger, and then used successful experience to influence others.
This is much more useful than reasoning with others, and fists are also a good tool for reasoning, so you must practice diligently.
Later, this monk was like opening a hanging, first practicing martial arts to the grandmaster, and then using his fists to expand the faΓ§ade and monks for the White Horse Temple, and then giving porridge to the poor, sending food, seeing a doctor, the statement is getting louder and louder, and the prestige is getting heavier and heavier!
Then he broke through to the middle level of the Grandmaster......
In the Great Zhou, this is almost an invincible existence on the surface, and it is easy to be hired by Emperor Shui Zheng as the great monk of the Great Zhou Dynasty, with a rank of first......
Wu Yong guessed that this thing and what kind of Buddha cultivation method may not be fake, but unfortunately after Zhitong, it was never mentioned again, and no one could study the truth or falsehood of it.
This is a demon that is comparable to his own young master, if he is intoxicated with Wudang, I am afraid that he will be invincible in the world long ago.
"Everyone! This is the great return of my Buddhism! β
Zhitong took out a golden box from his arms, which shone even more golden in the sun.
"It is a poor monk who has gone through hard work, ten years of penance, went up the mountain into the sea, and found countless precious medicinal materials to successfully refine it! But today, the devout disciples of my Buddhism were violated by the demon monks today, and the poor monks were one step late and failed to clean the portal, but now, I will use this big pill to save this benefactor! Amitabha, devotees, please recite the "Dizang Sutra" for this benefactor to eliminate disasters and solve problems for him! β
Huikong Hui Chan is like the best drag, after Zhitong finished speaking, the two began to chant the "Dizang Sutra" aloud with the roar of the lion of Buddhism.
Li Fei, who had just returned to the town guard mansion, was shocked, and then shook his head helplessly, this monk is good at everything, but he likes pomp and circumstance, which is really speechless.
The good men and women were so excited that they shed their tears, some began to cry, some began to cry, Zhitong stuffed the big return pill into Liu Xianglian's mouth, and threw it from the sky.
Wu Yong didn't pick it up, but looked down, he didn't believe that Zhitong was willing to throw the person he was going to save to death in front of his fans.
Sure enough, Liu Xianglian, who was falling rapidly, staggered when she was about to land, and landed smoothly on the ground.
The monk Zhitong sent a secret message to Wu Yong: "Old thing, people take it away quickly, you can't die within ten days, don't blame the poor monk if you die after ten days, otherwise the poor monk will not be finished with you." β
Wu Yong looked up at Zhitong, who was smiling solemnly in the air, pouted speechlessly, led the two horses that had been prepared, parked the car and hugged Liu Xianglian into the car, and returned to Wu's mansion after hitting the horse.
"Meng Meng, Meng Meng, open the secret room quickly!"
Wu Yong rushed into Wu's mansion, picked up Liu Xianglian, jumped up from the carriage, and the speed was fast, but the corners of Liu Xianglian's loose clothes did not move at all.
As a bird, Meng Meng has good eyesight, and from a distance, she saw Liu Xianglian, who was covered in blood and like a bone, and immediately flew to the side of a 10,000-pound boulder and pushed the stone aside with her head.
A brightly lit tunnel is revealed, and next to the steps are illuminated lanterns, winding inward, and it is impossible to see what the secret room inside looks like.
Shout-------!
Wu Yong flew in with Liu Xianglian, and Mengmeng closed the secret room with her head again.
Although it is a bird, it is a wise parrot, and it is also a parrot of different species, so it will be very worried, fluttering around, and not resting for a moment