A lifelong monk wakes up from his sleep.

Open your eyes.

In fact, it is more appropriate to wake up from a fainting, and the first thing he did when he woke up was not to think about where he was, not to think about whether he was injured or not, but to work hard, hard, and close his eyes. In fact, he himself is not sure, he has just opened his eyes, whether he will see the corpse mountain and blood again, and now closing his eyes has become his habit, and the monk himself is a little ridiculous all his life.

He used to be the most brilliant genius in Zhongzhou Buddhism, this is a kind of praise, but also a burden, his intelligence, the Buddha of the Buddha is not as good, not to mention the world, so a monk in his life will always think about some problems that others have not thought about.

In fact, his burden is not only too smart, but sometimes because few people can understand his thoughts.

"I close my eyes so hard, and I am not far behind the blind. These are the words that a lifelong monk wanted to say just now, but before he said it, he thought, "Do blind people really close their eyes, or do blind people get used to closing their eyes after they are blind? Or do they not need to close their eyes? Because it's the same when they open their eyes?"

So his self-talk still didn't come out in the end.

Other people's exclamations have already been spoken.

"The lifelong monk is really a wise and brave person, and the old man is ashamed of himself. An old deep voice said.

The lifelong monk didn't dare to open his eyes, and his mind couldn't even see it, and the spells on his body had lost seventy-seven eighty-eight, leaving only some faint mana floating in his body.

"The Master of Life can already open his eyes. "It's still that voice, this time the monk of his life can hear that this person is standing very close to him, almost in front of him, the monk of his life feels like a lifetime, he can't see before, but his mind is still there, or he can roughly take a look at the context of heaven and earth, and simply see the human heart in front of him.

But now he can only rely on the pure ears that he studied when he was joking with Tang Qian to determine things, as if the people of the rivers and lakes call this listening to the sound and distinguishing the position, the monk of his life has tried it with Tang Qian blindfolded before, that is when he is not very honest as a monk, Tang Qian relies on aura to cheat, and the monk in his life has used his mind even more.

"Master of life, you can really open your eyes, here has been to the Big Buddha Temple, here is the main hall of the Big Buddha Temple, the 'Temple Buddha' of the Big Buddha Temple is also here, the Temple Buddha can naturally suppress the demon, the thing in your body has been suppressed in your body, keep it assured, even if it comes out again, it can't hurt the old man, there is no one else around, you just need to open your eyes." The voice was seductive.

A lifelong monk has already made up his mind, he only opened his eyes once, after opening it for a while, if it is not right, he will close it, although the "other person" in the body at the previous time can no longer be restricted, until those monks of the Great Buddha Temple suppressed themselves before he had the opportunity to close his eyes, but now the lifelong monk is more confident to rely on himself.

That person's spiritual power vein, mana operation, although the monk has not experienced it for a long time, but he is already familiar with it, even if he has the little mana left in his body now, it can easily hinder the operation, and then just like this voice said, the rest can look at the Big Buddha Temple.

The monks of the Big Buddha Temple are the lifelong monks who came to Yunzhou before the master focused on instructing, the world of Buddhism is tens of millions, but Buddhism is the same source, we must remember to visit the Big Buddha Temple.

The lifelong monk had already made up his mind in a blink of an eye, so he opened his eyes.

There was nothing, no mountains of corpses and a sea of blood, no red, no blood, not even the voice of the person who had made the monk of his life so calm and composed, a little frightened, no.

Just thousands of oil lamps, around, this is a very big hall, just a glance at the ceiling, a lifetime monk to understand how big the Buddha statue of the Big Buddha Temple is, and in front of him, there is a monk sitting cross-legged, this is a very old monk, full of wrinkles, bearded, but also no eyebrows, the lines of the years constitute the furrows on his face, and even those wrinkles look like his eyebrows.

And as soon as he turned his head, the lifelong monk saw the wide Buddha platform, where the Buddha statue should be sitting.

Empty.

The lifelong monk was a little puzzled, but he was even more puzzled why he didn't seem to be able to feel that person at all, and even the spiritual power retrograde in his body was already very small, just like the most insignificant wind chill, and he could only catch one tail immediately.

It was dark, very dark outside.

"You've been asleep for a long time. The monk explained.

The lifelong monk can still see many monks outside pointing and pointing, and see him looking out of the gate, those monks are still very afraid, and the lifelong monk understands that after all, his appearance before is no different from those evil demons, and it is even more terrifying, because he looked like a Buddhist supernatural reincarnation at that time, and evil thoughts in his brain.

The lifelong monk also saw the Hongren who had been fighting with him for a long time, and he couldn't help but raise his single palm and bow his head in greeting.

Hongninja is tall and big, and he also returned a salute.

"I'm guessing you still have a lot of questions. ”

"Little Monk ......" a lifelong monk who doesn't know where to start: "Master ......"

"Let's start with this big Buddha. The old monk waved his hand, the old wooden door of the main hall was closed, and the monks of the Big Buddha Temple who were pointing outside gradually dispersed, and the old monk thought for a while and said: "I am actually the big Buddha of this big Buddha temple, you can also say that I am the temple Buddha, you can also say that I am the big Buddha temple." ”

The moment these words were spoken, a sudden look appeared on the face of the lifelong monk, and he didn't need others to explain too much to be able to understand what the situation was.

The huge altar that was empty said a lot.

At the same moment, Hongren asked the young monk beside him with some doubts: "Senior brother, what do you say Uncle is muttering, this noon, don't let a person with great wisdom in his life talk to us, just talk to others, the evil demon in his body should have dissipated." ”

The other person was a young monk who was in charge of the north of the Great Array at that time, and he thought for a while before responding: "I just saw that there is still a great bitter lock on the body of a monk in my life-it is also an evil demon, so my uncle decided to use the temple Buddha to drive away evil spirits. ”

His eyes were on the taller side of the hall, the tall Buddha statue that should sit on the platform—he could see it even when the wooden door was closed.

"The temple Buddha is here, and the Big Buddha Temple is here. ”