"What else are you doing with shrunken turtles? Get out of here! ”

The roar resumed.

Thousands of hanging willows were shaken and fluttered.

The speaker seemed to be trying his best to vent his inner grief and indignation, and when he finished shouting for the second time, his voice was a little hoarse.

Students, gentlemen, passers-by, all follow the prestige.

In that direction...... Looks like the location of the library?

Jiang Chen's footsteps were light, and he skimmed the surface of the lake in an instant, passing through the crowd that was surging forward, and landed in front of the library pavilion.

"Uncertainty, are you dead? Get out if you're not dead! ”

The third roar came into his ears, and Jiang Chen also saw that the arrogant man who dared to make a big noise in the Star Courtyard turned out to be a monk wearing a black monk's robe and a shiny bald head.

The monk was wearing two knives at his waist, his eyes were red, and he was facing the door of the library pavilion, roaring like weeping.

Because from under the man in the red dress who was pointing at me with a stick, he was exuding an amazing murderous aura. Even special people with superficial martial arts skills can feel the depression of this storm.

Guan Mei Qian urged patiently: "Say! Just a matter of one sentence, what is he rubbing! ”

Shakya, you have come with a rod.

Shakya relieved Meng Tianzong and said: "Classmate Meng hasn't said it twice, and the young man can hear it clearly, right?" I glanced around, heard a lot of echoes, and said to you with a smile, "Miss Fan, does he still want to continue to entangle?" ”

Shakya, you shouted: "Da Meng, he also came to see if it was me!" ”

"That puja came from an agreement between the Star Academy and the Kongming Temple eight hundred years later......"

I saw that the seven weeks of strong winds were small, and the air flow that was not in place was chaotic and swirling, and the crowd within the range of Xia Ke was blown to a halt, as if the air currents outside the space were each whirlpool, impacting and echoing each other, and the grass and trees were flying all over the sky.

It's not Dameng who came with you. It was Guo Dameng who didn't seem to be very reluctant, standing stiffly on the side, and was swept away by the Guan Mei, so he didn't have a grasp to move forward.

As soon as I walked to Shakya's face, I saw Shakya cast a meaningful look and said, "Brother Meng, does he see vagueness?" ”

Meng Tianzong on the side dodged his eyes, and as soon as he came into contact with Guan Mei's sight, he immediately raised his head and hid his body in front of him.

The "White-clothed Monk" is set to climb to the top of the Library.

"You will play with him in a verbal debate, the Buddha is seeking truth, so open his truest heart, let your respective Dharma in your hearts be directly confirmed." The golden skull's eyes glowed with an evil silver glint.

The golden-bodied ancient Buddha quickly raised his head, looking at this peaceful figure, he was confused by this, and he felt even more angry, as if he was the one who lost. He stopped laughing and said fervently: "The eighth world's grand wish, in an instant, turned to ashes, he will eventually lose to you." Jiang Chen, is he still dead? ”

When I retreated from this dense and airy dark room, and saw the people sitting behind me, I finally knew why all the junior monks of the 800 young people of Kongming Temple had returned.

Wait, it seems that there is no other old evil star eight hundred years later who is also staying in the library pavilion, and the great monk will be slaughtered by me with a sword......

Smiling bitterly and waving his hands heavily, the white-clothed skeleton made a gesture of advance. "It's all a catastrophe, so ...... Go for him! ”

"His surname is Meng's wretched-" Shakya, you scolded.

I have been in the library recently, why did I see a bald monk? Could it be that I went to the top?

Shakya was eavesdropping on the two middle-aged men who looked like the heads of the sect talking about the secrets of the Kongming Temple with his divine thoughts, and suddenly noticed a wisp of evil intentions surrounding him.

"The monk is stupid...... Please enlighten the ancient Buddha. ”

…………

"The surname Meng is he repeated?" Shakya, your lungs are going to explode.

Behind the library pavilion, the roar of the white-clothed mad knife became more and more terrible.

I have a certain belief that I can defeat my ancestors through the ages, so when I climbed the "place where the Buddha's bones are buried", I lost the consciousness of death.

"I heard that Rotten Keshan has been trampled by the Black Sword Saint ......"

Guan Mei looked around and said, "Miss Fan, is it too arbitrary to assume that you are the perpetrator based on his one-sided impression alone?" ”

Many students gathered nearby, pointing at him.

"Jiang Chen, he's finally here."

"If there is compassion, how can there be a pure land?"

However, what I do know is that because of the protection of the barrier, the people in the pavilion have the ability to hear any movement in the inner realm.

A fierce and peaceful voice sounded leisurely from the bottom of His heart: "Bodhi has a tree, and the mirror is not a ......."

The white-clothed skeleton said urgently, "Even if he wins, what can he do?" ”

The golden skeleton nodded slightly at the end, and just laughed at the front: "Jiang Chen, no matter how you say it, the eighth generation is reincarnated, and he still returns to you after all." That's his fate, he escaped, understand? ”

He stretched out his left palm and pressed it under the top of the skull's head, and in an instant no golden flames lit up, beep-boo, and a moment ago, burned the skull to ashes.

Meng Tian swallowed his saliva and said, "Yes, it's me." ”

As a monk, how do you preach the Buddha behind the throne?

Shakya also echoed: "What Miss Fan said is wrong, so few people watch, he just has to say something outside his heart." ”

The two of them each said a word, but they didn't take into account Meng Tianzong's feelings at all. Pity me and I'm also a new generation of Junyan who is quite unknown here in my hometown, sandwiched between two small low hands at the moment, nodding yes, shaking my head yes, and sweating under my head.

At this time, no one has noticed over there, and Shakya, who has become the center of attention, has no low intentions. A notorious thief wants to be exposed to the sun at all, just to cover up the incident as soon as possible. The other feels that there are few constraints after the small court is public, and with this restraint of indulgence, one has to gossip if it is bad.

"Miss Fan, even if he falls in love with you at first sight, he must pester you, and he will use others as an excuse, right? If he had been honest, you might have been able to reward him with a few thin faces! ”

Meng Tian nodded dryly, and then heard Shakya snort hotly, and shouted: "Don't be afraid of me, so few people are watching, he just tells the truth!" ”

Guan Mei Qian ignored it, looked at it for a while, dragged the eyebrow stick to the side for a few steps, and looked at Shakya from the side at a different angle.

The white-clothed monk shook his head: "The monk understands." ”

"Jiang Chen, just like that, he is also willing, right? But it will be a pity that the answer he did not get will be found by you—" He was halfway through his speech, and his face suddenly turned more terrified, "Sister, he! ”

The golden skeleton raised his hand and said with a smile: "Those vulgar rites are exempt!" He knows that you haven't waited for 800 years! ”

The crowd was getting more and more crowded, but there was a circle around Guan Mei.

"His daring shit!" Shakya, you hate iron and make steel.

"What did he say?" Shakya, your voice suddenly lowered by four degrees.

"He doesn't have anything to say?" Shakya, you asked sharply.

Shakya said quickly: "Brother Meng, Miss Fan is willing to die, he will come over to help you take a look, it doesn't hurt to take a look." ”

In the past 800 years, the low-level monks and small virtues who have not gone out of that place have either withered like death, retreated into extinction, or their temperament has changed slightly, and they have become demons and demons.

But the shouting and scolding of these people added up, and it was equivalent to a white-clothed mad knife.

"There have been sitting in the Zen Library Pavilion for more than ten days, and I have not taken half a step out of the building......"

Shakya sighed: "Miss Fan, does he have to be like this?" ”

There was only one relic left, and before the ashes peeled off, there was a dark but dazzling stern golden light between heaven and earth.

The white-clothed monk groaned slightly, arched his hand, sealed it, his eyes were clear, and he said in a condensed voice: "Ancient Buddha...... Please advise! ”

"His foolish fool! That's it, he is just a spirit boy after all, and he is still tens of thousands of years away from Jiang Chen in the past, let you teach him! ”

A moment ago, you said, "Yes, you are not forty percent sure, this person yesterday was not him." ”

Because the opponent we met outside there was the Buddha.

My crystal heart, which was originally pure and clear for a moment, was polluted by the seven poisons of greed, hatred, ignorance, pleasure, and suspicion, and my karma was stained, and my whole body of Dharma dissipated completely.

The golden-bodied ancient Buddha stood up, picked up the white-robed monk's robe under the skeleton, and put it under himself. He looked down at the skeleton proudly and said with a heated smile: "If you think that you are just coveting his Jiang Chen's strength, this is a small mistake!" He paid too little for this useful mercy and went down the wrong path from the very beginning. You will prove to him that he has the Pure Land of Bliss that can be realized, and that all the great wishes of all beings will be fulfilled by you! ”

"The time of every debate is certain, from a few days to a year and a half, it is impossible to ......"

The beings on this vast land may have become pawns in the hands of those behind the scenes......

The white-clothed monk was slightly stunned: "Spiritual sealing? ”

Jiang Chen suddenly thought of something again, listening to the tone of the mad knife, is there a certainty that he is in the library of the Star Courtyard now?

The golden skeleton raised its head, two golden flames burning in its eyes.

I opened my eyes and saw a stranger in a red dress, barely eight paces away, half-crouched looking up at myself.

"For 800 years, the Kongming Temple has produced many low-level monks, and every ten years they send a person to the Star Courtyard to debate the Dharma with a skeleton, and the purpose of the debate is to get back the Buddha bone relics that the patriarch deposited in the Star Courtyard Library. Eight hundred years have passed, and the low monks have come one after another, but the Kongming Temple has never won......"

Hearing such a terrifying title, the white-clothed monk's face was as fierce as water, his hands were folded, and he bowed down and said, "The monk is determined, meet the ancient Buddha." ”

"If his mind had been tainted by the seven poisons of the world, and his Dharma had not been distorted by the demons of the Inner Path, then the calamities he had endured in the past eight lifetimes would have been self-inflicted, and his great wish to purify all sentient beings in the past would have become a joke! Jiang Chen, you have been waiting for that day! How about it, does he dare to open his bitter soul and let you seal his oath? The golden skeleton smiled and seduced, his eyes full of pity.

"Yes, me." Meng Tian indulged in avoiding Shakya's gaze and added, "It's just that the figure doesn't look alike." ”

After ten days of debate, the white-clothed monk has exhausted the Dharma he has learned in his life.

"Foolishness! Purifying sentient beings, when they are fighting for the day, how can they be mistaken by compassion! ”

The white-clothed skeleton said indifferently: "Mo Luo, he left today, someone can stop him, but one day, he will come back by himself." ”

"Moro!" The white-clothed monk almost roared in anger, but it was too late, and when I saw my body gradually turn into a dry skeleton, I didn't know that I was afraid that I would have survived that disaster.

The ancient Buddha in a white robe picked up the relic, held it with both hands and looked at it for a while, then opened his mouth to swallow it in his stomach.

"I don't know what stimulated me, I ran from Rotten Keshan to the Star Courtyard to make trouble......

The crowd that had been hit by the pond fish scattered and dodged, shouting and scolding.

"A dry bone that has been rotting for a hundred years is arguing with me......"

This sloppy and solemn appearance seems to be looking at a Buddha statue enshrined under the throne.

"Really vague?"

There was a chill oozing from the wonderful tone. Meng Tianzong was excited, his lips trembled and said, "I see that it is vague." ”

Meng Tianzong replied with a bitter face, glanced at Shakya without some hesitation, and saw that you beckoned vigorously, so he only stepped down stubbornly.

"The 'white-clothed monk' is uncertain, and the 'mad demon and crazy knife' has no way to ......"

Guan Mei's mental power gradually dispersed, searching from the chaotic sounds, piece by piece, the sound of breathing, footsteps, and blood flow were all out of her ears, and she gradually pieced together useless information from the chaotic and fragmented words.

"Hahahaha! Jiang Chen, did he think that he would be able to reshape his golden body after spending eight lifetimes refining his karma? Wrong, wrong, he can't avoid any dust in the world, and he can't avoid you alone, because you can get rid of him! From today on, he will be Moluo, you will be Jiang Chen, in exchange for him to be suppressed here, quickly taste the suffering that you have not endured! Jiang Chen, now you want to point out the Dharma to him, does he understand? ”

Listening to these discussions, Jiang Chen's heart sank slightly. Looking at Wufang's crazy appearance, could it be that Kongming Temple was really destroyed in the hands of the Black Sword Saint?

"How can you? Then he should ask himself! He said, 'All that is merciless, it is my son', bad little mercy! How can he call the Buddha an ancestor, but you, as a relic, have been suppressed here alone for 800 years? He said that every sentient being who is unsympathetic is his parent, so is it possible that you are sentient beings, and you are sentient beings? When he took everything from you, did you ever think that today's catastrophe was not his karma? The questioning like a wild laugh made the white-clothed skeleton speak.

"He's wrong again, Jiang Chen, you'll come back again." The Golden Ancient Buddha walked up to the skeleton and sneered, "Did he think you would really repeat his mistakes?" ”

"Miss Fan......" Shakya began.

The golden skeleton squinted, and the golden light was Xiao Sheng.

The white-robed monk shook his white clothes and sat cross-legged on the futon opposite the golden skull.

The roar of the mad knife seemed to collapse the library.

Although it was faintly expected, when it really happened, there was still a feeling of suffocation being choked by an invisible black hand.

The body of the white-clothed monk trembled suddenly: "Ancient Buddha, he!" ”

"Youding is known as the small master of Buddhism for 800 years, and it is also the first hope of Kongming Temple. If I am defeated in the hands of this skeleton, the incense of Kongming Temple will be completely cut off......"

And the skeleton on the opposite side, the subosseous muscles, were molded into a golden body in a moment.

"You...... You know. Meng Tianzong shook his head like a rattle.

Guan Mei Qian was so angry, she was so angry, she was so angry, she immediately shook her eyebrows and shouted: "The surname Gong, he dares to be an adult, this girl must call him bad today!" ”

In this situation, it will go through thousands of catastrophes.

Behind the clearing of the library pavilion, Youfang's mournful shouts caused fewer and fewer people to disperse there.

Shakya, you changed the angle again and went around to Shakya's back.