Chapter 3 The Buddha's heart sits, but it's a pity that it's a demon

Jinding Ancient Temple, Xuantian in the north, or the entire Nine Heavens Continent, is a well-known ancient temple.

Jinding Temple is located in the north of Xuantian, Bailu Peak, on the top of the Golden Peak. Here, it is said that it is blessed by the gods and Buddhas, inheriting thousands of years of incense, prosperous and undecaying, and there are often good men and women who come here to worship.

Bailu Peak, also known as the field of deer singing, is famous for the legendary white deer beast.

It is rumored to be a snow-white deer with no blemishes. Like the essence of the moon, if the pure white of the snow is rendered, it condenses the essence of a grass and a tree in the mountain, and the divine beast born in response to the spiritual charm of heaven and earth is the god of the mountain.

Xuantian in the north, occasionally someone, climb the White Deer Peak, see this divine beast, will be protected by the gods, and have a prosperous life.

Such a divine beast is the spirit of the mountain, and it is the luck of the entire White Deer Peak, and it is a sacred existence in the hearts of the people of the mountain and even the people of the entire northern Xuantian, and no one can offend it.

If anyone is disrespectful to this divine beast, and even has the idea of slaughtering and harming, he will have to exert the power of the heavens to crusade against it.

Such a beast of luck is the greatest evil person in the world, and it does not dare to easily target it, and before acting, it must be weighed and considered the consequences.

But it was such a divine beast, but it disappeared inexplicably, and no one ever saw it in the field of deer singing.

Just more than ten years ago, a natural disaster inexplicably befell Bailu Peak. In the blink of an eye, the entire mountain peak seems to be coming in winter, the grass is withered, and the flowers and trees are withering.

Such an incident is a great event for the entire Northern Xuantian, and it is bound to attract the attention of all people.

If someone really dares to attack the divine beast, they will be indignant, and after finding the murderer, they will peel off their skin and cramps, cut their bones and dig out their hearts, and the most vicious punishment will not be excessive.

After all, the trace of the divine beast, its life and death, is related to the luck of the entire White Deer Peak and even the Northern Xuantian, which is the first major event in the world.

Jinding Ancient Temple, located on the White Deer Peak, the reason why in thousands of years, the incense is prosperous, and the legendary beast, and the pure white deer, is not unrelated.

Because of this, Jinding Temple, this thousand-year-old temple, has taken on the task of guarding the white deer, not to mention, it is also a hundred years old.

Not long ago, there was news in the Jinding Ancient Temple that the disappearance of the divine beast was caused by the birth of the demon, and the abbot of the Jinding Temple, the master of the end, finally caught the demon after many investigations.

After that, the abbot ended, invited the world's heroes and heroes, will gather in the Jinding Temple on July 15, and hold a demon slaying conference together, adhering to the will of the sky, slaughtering demons, and inviting the divine beast again, so that the white deer can appear.

Today is the tenth day of the seventh month, and there are five days left before the fifteenth full moon.

This place is the ancient temple of the golden roof, in front of the temple gate.

Although there are still five days before the Demon Slaying Conference, at this moment, a large number of people have already gathered in front of the temple gate, bustling and noisy.

"Slaughter the demons, eliminate the demons and defend the way!" someone shouted a slogan.

"We want to see the abbot, and quickly invite the master of the end to come out! The evil demon will not die, and he will not give up! Today, we will let the master of the end preside over justice, and return the peace of the world with the blood of the demon!"

Listening to the noisy voice in his ears, Han Xuanming felt a little ridiculous, and said to himself: "What ordinary people!"

It has been a few days since he arrived here, and after a few days of investigation, Han Xuanming can already be sure that the so-called demon is indeed his junior brother, An Ge.

According to people, at that time, Ange was found on Bailu Peak, not far from Jinding Temple. At that time, he was covered in blood, and his feet were covered with corpses, and the blood that flowed out of it even stained the ground red.

Everyone was convinced that An Ge was the murderer, and then the abbot who came to finish the murder even more determined that An Ge was an evil demon, and it was because of him that Bailu did not come out.

It is precisely in this way that there will be a demon slaying conference and today's scene.

Although Han Xuanming didn't know what happened at that time, Han Xuanming was sure that any murderer and what evil way were all bullshit, and it was impossible for him to have a relationship with An Ge.

Liu Yiyi was beside Han Xuanming, and asked in her ear, "What is going on? Who is this end? Is it just the abbot here?"

"End him......" Han Xuanming just wanted to speak, at this time, he only heard a "squeak", and after a dull sound, the door of the temple opened.

From there, two teams of novices came out and lined up on both sides. There was also an old monk who walked out and stood in the front, behind him, on the left and right, there was also a monk on each side, who was not young.

The old monk standing at the front, holding a tin staff, the whole body is red gold, there are gemstone inlays, the crystal is shining, and he is extremely rich. The bright gold robe, with the same treasure pendant, is dazzling.

The old monk squinted his eyes, his eyebrows were kind, and he looked like a monk.

The outside is a bodhisattva and the inside is a demon, who says that there is a Buddha in the heart?

The old monk greeted everyone with a smile and chanted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha!"

Looking at the sanctimonious old monk and listening to the laughing "Amitabha", Han Xuanming couldn't help but sneer and sneered.

Demon monk, bald donkey, such a title is never exaggerated, it is by no means a good thing.

This realization comes from the memory of Han Xuanming's previous life.

In the past, Han Xuanming, in order to find a herb, went to this Bailu Peak, came to this Jinding Temple, and had nowhere to live in the middle of the night, so he wanted to stay here for one night.

Originally, the land of Buddhism should be opened to a wide range of conveniences, but in this so-called pure place of Buddhism, the abbot ended it, and actually took matters into his own hands and drove Han Xuanming out of the city, showing that he was seriously injured.

This kind of thing, if the little monk doesn't know how to do it, it's nothing, the key is that the person who started beating people and beating Han Xuanming with internal injuries was the abbot himself, and even wanted to take his life.

In the past, Han Xuanming, although his cultivation was not strong, his ability to escape was not bad, and that time, he escaped death by luck.

Later, Han Xuanming tried to expose the hateful face of the evil monk in public. However, how can the other party admit such a thing, and how can others believe it?

In a fit of rage, Han Xuanming lurks in the dark, trying to find evidence and remove his mask of hypocrisy.

However, this investigation doesn't matter, it comes and goes, and it really makes Han Xuanming find out what happened, and find the most vicious, dark, terrifying, and terrifying side of the demon monk.

Jinding Ancient Temple, under a relic pagoda, Han Xuanming found something. At that moment, he realized that on that day, the eminent monk abbot injured him, and he must have thought that he had discovered the secret under the relic.

Under the stupa of relics, there is a lotus plant, a blood lotus, called - Blood Bodhi!

Nine-fold petals, stained with blood, swirling with a strange and bleak red mang, spraying a terrible and fierce blood, I don't know how much the essence of life has been sucked up, the red light is gorgeous, the blood is ethereal, blooming in the pool of blood.

The ferocity is terrifying, and from a distance of not knowing how far, you can feel the tragic aura coming from there.

Such a terrifying qi machine, even the executioner who has killed more than 100 people, has to tremble when he sees it, his whole body is cold, he kneels down and trembles, and it is difficult to get up.

That kind of lotus flower was born by condensing resentment, dead energy, and evil spirits, and without the lives of hundreds or thousands of people, without sucking their blood and qi, I am afraid that it will not grow.

And those people must also be tortured and die miserably, with infinite evil thoughts and resentment before death, unable to let go, and become the nourishment of the lotus flower.

The so-called thousand-year-old temple is actually a place where corpses are buried!

So, so, it's ridiculous!

Han Xuanming tried to expose everything and make the truth public, but unfortunately, at that time, he was weak in his words, and no one believed what he said?

The words of the madman were just treated as a joke, and Bojun laughed. The abbot of the end is still the abbot of the end, and he is a monk and a saint who is respected by the whole world.

But that ridiculous joke still brought death to Han Xuanming. At that time, if it weren't for the snow and dew, Han Xuanming would definitely die. Of course, Han Xuanming didn't know that the person who saved him was Xue Linglu.

Looking at the high monk standing tall on the steps, admired by everyone, Han Xuanming only felt a burst of irony.

This time, you must expose your ugly face!

In Han Xuanming's eyes, a light was sharp, and it suddenly shot out like lightning. His eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes were cold, and the corners of his mouth were unconsciously curled, revealing an ugly smile, as if he was staring at his prey.

"Everyone, don't be impatient!"

In front of the gate of the ancient temple, the demon monk spoke, and the surroundings immediately became silent.

The demon monk finished and said loudly: "Everyone, it is an honor to come to the temple today, but the pure place of Buddhism, I hope not to disturb the Buddha." Amitabha!"

As he spoke, he bowed to the crowd. All the monks around him bowed and chanted: "Amitabha!"

At this time, someone in the crowd shouted: "Master Finish! Let that demon come out! Today, I am here to crusade against the demon and the evil spirit, please return to the divine beast!"

"Amitabha!" said at the end, "The donor's words, the poor monk is afraid that he will not be able to respond." July 15, the Demon Slaying Conference, is a day that has been set a long time ago, how can it be easily changed?"

"Evil demons are outside, everyone will be punished! Since they have been caught, they should be destroyed as soon as possible!"

"The date has already been set, and the poor monk can only say sorry for your request. Immediately, he chanted a Buddha horn and bowed to everyone to apologize.

In the crowd, the sound of discussion rang out.

After a long time, someone said loudly: "Master Finish, he is a master who has attained the Dao, and he is our senior, since he has already spoken, let that demon live a few more days." ”

Hearing this, he thanked him and said, "Thank you for understanding the difficulties of the poor monks. Amitabha!"

"Five days later, the Demon Slayer Conference, looking forward to your presence. With that, he turned around and walked back to the temple with a group of monks.

At this point, a farce in front of the temple gate, when it came to an end, the chaotic crowd around began to disperse.

Looking at the three words "Jinding Temple" hanging high on the temple door, Han Xuanming was a little stunned, fell into thought, and muttered: "If you want to save An Ge, I'm afraid you have to rush before the Demon Slaying Conference." ”

Liu Yiyi also said: "Indeed, at the Demon Slaying Conference, all the heroes are here, and we are afraid that we will not have a chance." ”

"What should I do?" Han Xuanming's brows furrowed.

At this time, behind Han Xuanming, someone tapped him on the shoulder.