Looking at the storm in the distant sky, Zhang Qing's face was extremely ugly, this was definitely not a natural disaster in the desert.

Moreover, this broken Great Compassion Temple, without any defensive formation, how could these earthen walls and stone pillars be able to block so many terrible sandstorms, I am afraid that they will be wiped out in the middle of a breath.

"If this is gone, then the old monk can't blame me, right?" Zhang Qing said helplessly, but, can the old monk predict this picture?

If he knew, did he think that Zhang Qing would be able to stop these sandstorms, or would he ......

When Zhang Qing was puzzled, he felt that the hall under his feet seemed to be glowing, and the golden light became wider and wider, until the entire Great Compassion Temple was enveloped inside.

"That golden-bodied Buddha statue sculpture ......" Zhang Qing was surprised, and hurriedly jumped down from the roof, looking at the glowing Buddha statue, he finally felt that the other party was a little unusual.

"Why couldn't I find it before?" Zhang Qing was puzzled, but fortunately, there were still means in this Great Compassion Temple, so that he would not be so panicked.

The golden Buddha light blocked the sandstorm in all directions, and the whining of the wind made Zhang Qing not know whether to go out and investigate, but in the end he gave up.

In case this involves the relationship between the Great Compassion Temple and the Fighting Buddha, isn't he going out to look for death?

Sitting cross-legged on the futon, Zhang Qing calmed down a little, this should be the safest.

The young monk shook his head, "Then it's useless to tear down the temple?" In the Buddha country, everything is your Buddha people, and it makes no sense to demolish it? ”

I saw that where the heart monk was standing just now, an elderly clean Buddha monk was standing, and the two of them looked at each other.

The old monk looked at the little monk and shook his head, "Master is the title within the Buddhist sect, he can't call you a little master, or a monk with a heart." ”

"What is the Master going to do when he comes to Xiaobei Temple?"

"Really?" The monk looked at the little monk with an expression that was not deeply involved in the world, but he still shook his head at the beginning.

"Did the host make a move on the donor just now, this can only let your disciple of the same realm come, you think, maybe it's because the host is willing to bully the big with the small."

was seen through the real body at a glance, and the little monk knew that the old monk behind him was definitely a complex character.

"Donor, please speak."

"The ...... Little Master, do you want to retreat to avoid the sandstorm? ”

"You are a monk, and you are going to be blissful in the afterlife."

More than a dozen doors in the main hall are wide open, Zhang Qing through the main hall, his eyes fell on the position where he straightened the plaque of the Great Compassion Temple, and the voice came from here.

There was nothing strange happening, and there was no little horror, standing in the door was an old monk.

"Why did he do it to you?"

"Why did the junior brother say this?"

"Donor, it's time for him to get off the road!"

"What are you doing out there?"

I walked out of the small hall to the courtyard gate, and pulled the rotten wooden door of the folding fan open.

"The donor is really not your Buddha disciple, do you know why the donor is there?"

Facing the Buddha statue, the monk also instantly withdrew his hands, and put his hands behind his chest, "Amitabha!" ”

Immediately, he looked at Jiang Shi standing under the Buddha statue, "Donor, how about he come up first?" He said he couldn't help you demolish the temple? ”

"You have also heard that in Buddhism, there is a way of cause and effect, he knows everything about this, and it is also related to him, and he has a reason to participate in that cause and effect, I am afraid that he can become a Buddha."

The little monk looked in front of him, "The wind and sand inside are a little smaller, you retreat and hide for a while." ”

"Can't you help them tear down that broken temple, that might prove your intentions?"

"In addition, in the rules of your Buddhism, he should call you a mage."

The little monk's face stiffened, and he really came to find trouble, but the old monk who had a heart just now was looking for Lingyin, and it turned out that there was only a little monk outside, so he was replaced by a disciple.

But when the little monk relaxed, there was a new knock on the door.

"You can't believe in the Fighting Buddha." The little monk immediately said, I want to fight, if I lose, I know what will happen, and if I win, I know what will happen, and the wind and sand inside are small.

"The great monk is in distress."

"The monk heard that among the monks, those who are hesitant and fearful in the Dao heart can soar in the daytime, and the donor does this, I am afraid that there is hope for immortality."

"Doom? That's a lucky name. ”

Jiang Shi was a little impatient, "Monk, he has too few questions, so you can ask them." ”

The doom took a few steps back, and when there was no reaction in front of him, he turned around and walked back to the small hall, "Donor, the little compassion temple is guarded." ”

"It's bad for this donor to look for it when the time comes, and it's not okay to ask others for directions."

The monk nodded and continued to ask: "But the host told the monk that now in the Buddha country, there are no living beings in the small temple of compassion outside the millions. ”

The little monk was firm for a moment, and when he looked up the last moment, there was heavy rain in the sky.

The little monk sat down directly under the Buddha statue, "You said it." ”

Doom walked inside, and turned his head a few steps ago, "If you leave, I'm afraid the host will be afraid of me, and when the time comes, the donor will be in trouble." ”

The little monk who opened the door with both hands disappeared, and was replaced by within the threshold of the small hall, Jiang Shi showed his figure without some embarrassment, and the sky was raining again.

"The donor should be from your Buddhist sect, right?" The little monk's eyes narrowed slightly, I am all in my strength at the moment, how can I be a person in Buddhism, do I still have a hair under my head.

"It's still in the Temple of Little Compassion."

The old monk looked at the little monk, but then looked past Jiang Shi and looked at the location of the small hall, "You came to see that there are no people without Buddhism in that temple." ”

"The host said that the people who believe in your Buddha outside that temple are all dead."

"Monk, he looks very stupid."

In the Temple of Compassion, no one knocked on the door.

"The host said the same thing." The young Buddha Xiu laughed, and in a trance, the figure that was still in the door, the four shadows appeared behind the little monk's face, and a palm with a golden light grabbed towards the little monk.

"While the host of your Xiaobei Temple is here, I will destroy your Xiaobei Temple, that cause and effect, I'm afraid that he can bear it!"

After speaking, the aura under his body changed suddenly, and the exquisite cold mist filled the surroundings, and in the pictures, the two of them stood still.

"Then ......," the monk hesitated, "the monk also knows, but the host told you to come to the outside to send the benefactor to the bliss of rebirth." ”

The little monk's face froze, "What the little master said is wrong, you are not a member of the Buddhist sect." ”

"Speaking of monks, what is his name?"

Looking at the back of the other party who disappeared into the dark depths, the little monk breathed a sigh of relief, he just came to find trouble, but unfortunately I also know where the Lingyin monk went, and it would be bad if he pointed me in the direction.

The two of them looked at each other at once, and each of them had the idea of not making a move.

"Little teacher, it's man-made." The little monk jumped up from under the statue.

"The donor is the only one."

"I am sure that the donor is a member of your Buddhist sect, and when the host came just now, the donor should have died."

"Little guts, dare to respect your Buddha!" The little monk didn't have the idea of fighting with this person, and walked forward, and instantly came to the golden body of the Buddha statue, standing under this broken shoulder and looking at the young monk above.

Jiang Shi's eyes narrowed slightly, "There is no possibility that this is impossible, was his host deceived him?" ”

It's just that the abrupt knock on the door made Zhang Qing not calm.

After speaking, he also waited for Jiang Shi's reaction, turned his head and left.

"The ...... Brother? I sat for a moment and shook my head.