Chapter 27o Fusion of Blood

Hu Wei is a very realistic person, and he will definitely not do anything good if there is no benefit. The full-text and ad-free novels are all on the Aishang Novel Network biquge.info don't say anything that can get a light of friendship or anything like that, Hu Wei doesn't think that getting the friendship of a monk is of any use to himself.

Is it because the incense can be discounted?

He didn't want it, if Wu Zizi hadn't come this time, and he himself had used this matter to contact Zhao Erte, he might not have come to this Lingyin Temple for the rest of his life. After the matter here is over, he will return to the Mandala Empire, and he will not have much chance to come to the Chihe Empire in the future, let alone come to the Lingyin Temple.

Hu Wei is thinking left and right, and he can't think of anything that a lamp can give him, but he can't ask about this matter, alas, it's really distressing that Buddhism pays attention to the four major emptiness, and he doesn't give anything, which is also very normal

Master Yideng saw that Hu Wei was looking down and pondering, and instinctively felt that Hu Wei was worried that the story was not well told, and he didn't expect that Hu Wei was worried about what good things he could get from him. In fact, he had already decided to give Hu Wei something, but Hu Wei didn't know it yet.

The people around them gathered more and more, and although they didn't speak, the environment became noisy.

Master Yideng took the initiative to say, "This donor, why don't we go to the back of the meditation room, can we?"

I went to the meditation room with you to sit, so what should I do with Zhao Erte?

Hu Wei pretended to look at the crowd around him, but his eyes fixed on Zhao Erte's body, wanting to see what Zhao Erte's opinion was.

Zhao Erte and Hu Wei have been in contact a few times, and they can be regarded as having some tacit understanding, and when he saw Hu Wei's gaze shooting over, he nodded with joy on his face. Although the amplitude is not very large, it is enough for Hu Wei to see what he means, which is to let Hu Wei go with Master Yideng.

Hu Wei doesn't know this one-light handsome, can Zhao Erte still not know. Chihe is a multi-ethnic country composed of nomadic peoples, each with different beliefs, some even completely opposite beliefs. Although Buddhism is not so conspicuous in Chihe, it has a certain status among various ethnic groups, that is to say, Buddhism can play a role in reconciling with beliefs among various ethnic groups.

It seems complicated to put it that way. If you compare Buddhism to salt in cooking and licorice in medicinal herbs, then it is much easier to understand. In the eyes of all ethnic groups, Buddhism is not as important as the beliefs in the ethnic groups, but it can be easily entered, and everyone believes in it to a greater or lesser extent. The thousand-year-old Lingyin Temple is one of the representatives of this Buddhism.

Hu Wei understood the look that Zhao Erte gave him, and thought to himself that since Zhao Erte agreed to let him go, then Zhao Erte would definitely find another way to contact him. So he nodded and agreed with the suggestion of the master of the lamp.

Hu Wei went, Wu Zizi naturally didn't want to stay here alone, she followed Hu Wei to death, where Hu Wei went, she also went. Fortunately, this Lingyin Temple does not prohibit women from entering and leaving, there are not so many taboos, and Master Yilan did not stop her. But the rest of the people naturally can't follow.

The environment of the meditation room at the back is much quieter than the main hall in front, and in addition to the big and small monks, there are only two outsiders, Hu Wei and Wu Zizi. As the host, Yideng naturally has a very high status in Lingyin Temple, and every monk, no matter how old or young, salutes him from afar. Master Yideng is also very humble, and along the way, he also returned the salute one by one.

After walking for about ten minutes, Master Yideng led Hu Wei and Wu Zizi into a meditation room that was nothing special. His own little novice brought tea, and after retreating, in the meditation room, there were only three people left, Master Yideng, Hu Wei and Wu Zizi.

"When"

The sound of a bell came from afar. The sound of chanting the scriptures sounded melodiously.

Master Yideng smiled slightly and explained: "This is a disciple of this temple doing a morning class, and the donor is also welcome to come."

Hu worriedly said that this old monk can really speak, I think it is true to do morning classes, welcome me, it's just a word of water for you to borrow flowers to offer Buddha, it's okay to praise others, for me, then you don't have to.

Hu Wei hahaha: "Thank you so much for that kid." ”

The master of the first lamp was tepid, and he stiffened his spine violently, and his whole body exuded a compelling momentum. Wu Zizi on the side didn't seem to feel anything, but Hu Wei felt that there was something in the deepest part of his heart, which seemed to be awakening.

Hu Wu's whole body was shocked, and his mind went blank in an instant, although he had already guessed from Wu Zizi and Zhao Erte's reactions that this old monk was not an ordinary monk, but he never thought that this Yideng was actually an extremely master. Hu Wei has never felt as clearly as he is inferior to others. His heart told him that if this old monk wanted to kill him, he couldn't dodge a move.

Such a feeling arose that even he was startled. But he believed it was true.

Master Yideng just came like this, without any next move, and said to himself, as if to say to Hu Wei: "Buddhism pays attention to a fate character. I wonder what the donor thinks?"

Hu Wei knew that it was better not to play any tricks in front of this old monk. The action he did just now was deliberately done for himself. What Buddhism is not angry, isn't this old monk very angry with his continuous water words.

Hu Wei replied: "I think so, too. Otherwise, we wouldn't have met today. ”

Master Yideng sighed and said, "The donor is indeed a person of great wisdom, no wonder he can understand so many Dharma stories." ”

Hu Wei smiled and said, "What I know is very ordinary. Master, boy, boldly ask, are those stories really that important to you?"

Master Yideng replied without hesitation: "Not bad." That is the essence of the Buddha's inheritance, education and education, so that millions of people can know the law and reason, and influence sentient beings. ”

Hu Wei said boldly: "According to the master's meaning, is it that nothing can be compared with it, even if it is the Lingyin Temple for a thousand years?"

Master Yideng smiled slightly: "If the donor has something to say, you might as well say it directly." ”

Hu Wei also smiled and said, "I think the master has already guessed the disciple's heart." ”

Master Yideng nodded and said: "The donor is the one I have ever seen, the most sincere person, there is a good saying among the people, work and eat, eat and work, there is no food in vain in this world, and there is no work in vain." The little monk understood."

Hu worriedly said, this old monk doesn't seem to be stupid, he obviously knows everything.

Master Yilan put his hand into the cup, took out a small red box, put it on the table, and pushed it to Hu Wei and said: "The little monk will be a layman today, and this brocade box will be regarded as a return gift to the donor for the collection of stories."

Hu Wei saw that the box was just a little bigger than his fingers, and secretly guessed what it would be? If it is loaded with gold coins, it will only contain a dozen or so at most, and the old monk himself has said that the whole temple has been looking for these stories for three hundred years, and he should not have a few gold coins, so he will beat the young master.

Don't be funny, those are all toys in novels, real pills, and they are not so magical. That's what the young master does, don't fool me with this.

Wu Zizi was also very curious about what this lamp master would use to exchange some Dharma stories with Hu Wei. She didn't think as much as Hu Wei thought, so she secretly poked Hu Wei underneath and said, "Open it up and see what it's inside." ”

Hu Wei glanced at Master Yilan and opened the box. I saw that the box contained a crystal the size of an inky finger. The crystals are round, and in the sunlight, they glow black like fire. He just wanted to ask what it was, when he suddenly felt the blood axe fused into his body, and it was about to move, as if it was about to come out of his body.

Hu Wei used a lot of spiritual power to force the blood axe and didn't let it out. Bean-sized sweat had already soaked through his clothes.

Wu Zizi was sitting next to Hu You, she immediately felt that something was wrong with Hu Wei, and said with concern: "Nameless, what's wrong with you, is there something uncomfortable?"

Hu Wei endured it very hard, gritted his teeth and said: "Zizi, you go outside and help me watch, don't let anyone else in, I want to talk to Master Yideng about something alone." ”

If it had been before today, Wu Zizi would definitely not be willing to go out, but now, although she was also reluctant, she didn't dare to go against Hu Wei's intentions, gritted Xiaobei's teeth, nodded, and reluctantly went out. When she went out, Master Yilan stuffed her with something, and also told her not to let people in.

As soon as Wu Zizi went out, he reflexively closed the door, Hu Wei's blood axe couldn't be suppressed, and instantly appeared in Hu Wei's hand, and the powerful murderous aura filled the entire meditation room.

Master Yilan seemed to have known that such a thing would happen, and his face did not even change, but he still sat there with a smile on his face, looking kind.

When the Blood Axe appeared in the past, it was pure white and transparent, and it was difficult for the naked eye to see his appearance clearly. At this time, the blood axe was black, exactly the same color as the small black ball in the box.

With the blood axe in his hand, the whole person looked like a different person, and his eyes turned blood-red.

Hu Wei glared at Master Yilan and pointed to the black ball that had been spinning high in the box since the blood axe came out, and said, "Old monk, what is that." ”

Master Yideng stared at the blood axe in Hu Wei's hand with dead eyes, muttering something, hearing Hu Wei's words, he hurriedly said: "This is a relic, quickly, lean on the blood axe in your hand, you will be of infinite use."

Hu Wei didn't expect that Master Yilan would be able to recognize the blood axe in his hand at a glance. Cautious by nature, of course, he didn't listen to Master Yilan so easily, even if the blood axe itself had the urge to lean towards the black relic.

Hu Wei forced the blood axe and asked, "What will happen if you go over, you tell me." ”

A look of anxiety appeared on the face of the master of a lamp, and he said anxiously: "I'll tell you later, hurry up, lean in, otherwise something big will happen."

Before Master Yilan's words fell, the black relics had already changed. It rotated faster than before, and the stupidity of the blood axe in Hu Wei's hand was also more intense. Hu Wei couldn't control it anymore.

Hu Wei gritted his teeth and said, "If you sue me first, what will happen?"

Master Yideng said: "I don't know what will happen, I only know that if you don't hurry up, the relics will explode, and when the time comes, the entire Lingyin Temple, including you and me, will be finished."

Hu Wei didn't want to believe Master Yilan's words, but the feeling of his body told him that the black relics had become more and more violent. It seems to contain an incomparably powerful power, and that power has reached a critical point stimulated by the blood axe.

It was difficult for Hu Wei to describe what he was feeling now, he felt that the blood axe was like a life, and he was strongly attracted by the relics, and he wanted to find out the truth of the matter, so he decided what to do, but that obviously didn't work.

At this time, he was already a little unstoppable, so he could only keep a little clear of his mind and try his best to prevent the birth of unknown events.

"Boom"

The Blood Axe did not lean towards the Relic, but the Relic flew towards the Blood Axe in a high rotation on its own.

The relics and the blood axe collided together, and there was no explosion, but Hu Wei felt that there was no difference from the explosion.

Under the collision, the relics were gone, the blood axe was gone, and Hu Wei's body rose up. A powerful energy that had never been seen before rushed in from the palm of his hand, violently rampaging through his inner body

Hu Youhe didn't know what was going on, he wanted to move, but he couldn't. The pain he faced now was even more terrible than that bloody awakening in the swamp.

"Wow. Hu Wei spurted out a mouthful of blood, the blood mist did not disperse, and instantly turned from blood red to black, directly in the air, burning.

The black flame reflected the entire meditation room in black, and this was no longer a meditation room, like a hell of a nose.

The sound of chanting in the distance stopped suddenly. The monk who was doing the morning class over there seemed to sense that something was wrong here, and the sound of footsteps in the distance told Hu Wei and Master Yideng in the meditation room that they were running towards this side.

Hu Wei is completely unable to move now, and Master Yilan does not dare to move. The black relics were taken out by him, and he could sense that the blood axe on Hu Wei's body had communication with the relics, but he didn't know what would happen to the relics and the blood axe if they became like this. This kind of thing has never happened before, and no one knows what will happen.

Suddenly, seeing Hu Wei's whole body swelling up, and the black flames of his debut, Master Yideng's face changed, he gritted his teeth, formed a magic seal in his left hand, and pressed his right hand violently on the top of Hu Wei's head.

Hu Wei saw Master Yideng's hand coming to his head, and thought that this old monk was going to kill him. He wanted to protect himself, but he couldn't move a finger with Ben, so he could only watch the hand of the master of a lamp put on his head. It wasn't until he felt a soft breath pouring down from the top of his head, as if he was going to pull the violent aura of his inner body, instead of killing him, that he felt a little more relieved.

There was a coquettish voice from outside the door, it was Wu Zizi's voice. The sound of footsteps from far and near also stopped at the same time. It seems that Wu Zizi stopped the intrusion of those monks.

Hu Wei didn't have the energy to guess what the situation was outside the door, and after the Buddha Qi of the First Lantern Master, his whole body began to tremble. Not only the energy of the relics and the blood axe, but also other energies seem to be stirring.

Hu Wei didn't know when there were so many messy things in his body, he only knew that he was very uncomfortable now, and the meridians of his whole body were about to crack. He regretted coming to the meditation room with this handsome man. It's like those ignorant girls who regret going to open a house with perverts. But regret is useless, in this world, there is no regret medicine to take. He had to find a way to get himself out of the situation. In Hu Wei's belief, fate must be in his own hands, and he does not allow himself to be so passive.

The first step for Hu Wei to do is to calm himself down. Feel your current situation with your heart.

He closed his eyes, closed his sense of the outside world, and carefully analyzed the strange movements in his body.

Slowly, Hu Wei showed his first strength. It was the blood axe and the relic, they were entangled with each other, turning high in their bodies. Much of the great physical pain comes from them.

Next, it was the energy poured down from the top of his head by the master of a lamp, and the energy was very peaceful, without the slightest bit of strength. He seemed to want to channel the energy of the relics and the blood axe to form a cycle in his body. But he was clearly inadequate. His Buddha power is not strong enough to control it.

In addition, Hu Wei also felt several waves of energy, which came from his eyes, the ring in his hand, and the four snake teeth below, these forces were not strong, but they were very tough. Hu Wei didn't know where they came from, but he felt that these energies might be able to help him.

He went to control his eyes first, but after several efforts, he still gave up. The energy there does not listen to him. The same goes for the energy of the ring, which does not listen to commands. The four little snake teeth that finally came to Xiao Hu Wei's head didn't work at first, but when Hu Wei was disappointed, they moved.

It was four very small bursts of energy, and they moved slowly under the guidance of Hu Wei.

Hu Wei couldn't be sure if such a small amount of energy could work, but now, there was no other way than to give it a try, but to rely on them. Brothers in battle, fathers and sons in battle. At a critical time, the old 2 had to step forward.

Hu Wei controlled the four streams of energy from the four snake fangs, and slammed into the black energy formed by the relics and the blood axe.

'Boom'

As if he had been struck by lightning, the Master of the First Lamp flew out violently and slammed his head into the wall. The Buddha qi he infused in stayed in Hu Wei's body.

Hu Wei felt like he had been put into a cauldron, with a raging fire burning underneath, but someone was pouring ice water into the pot all the time. The whole body is cold for a while, and hot for a while. Countless illusions in my mind appear like a movie, one time back to the past, and the other back to the flying battlefield.

He could only subconsciously use the only power from Xiao Hu Wei that could control zhì to attract the black energy, follow the Buddha power, and complete the circular route. He didn't know what would happen after that. But now, he really doesn't know what he can do but do that.

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