Because of Su Xingxuan's divine stroke, the righteous people who were originally in a hurry by the people in the Demon Dao finally reacted because of Wuchen, on the one hand, they restrained Wuchen who was still preparing to attack the three pagodas again, on the other hand, they dealt with the attacks of the people in the Demon Dao, and on the other hand, they helped Master Wuyin stabilize his injuries.

Looking at the three stupas that were constantly shaking, Master Wuyin frowned, but regardless of the injuries on his body, the rosary in his hand flew out violently, and he saw golden clouds appear in mid-air.

Seeing this scene, everyone's eyes couldn't help but widen, especially those monks and nuns, who looked at Master Wuyin in horror and said in shock, "Master Wuyin, do you want to?"

But I saw that Master Wuyin's face was calm, because of his injury, his face was like gold paper at the moment, and there were even wisps of oozing blood on the corners of his lips, but that indifferent appearance did not look like a seriously injured person at all, but like a Buddha statue in the temple, compassionate, and quiet.

"Nan no Amitabha Buddha ......" The grand and loud Buddha number seems to be accompanied by the sound of drums, echoing in this cave, the yin energy in the cave that oscillates is like the tide of the sea, and the huge Buddha number seems to have accumulated tens of thousands of years of thunder in the sudden release, Miaozhi suddenly looked ugly when he saw this, looked at Su Xingxuan, who was confronting him, gritted his teeth, and shouted "Go!" and retreated unwillingly.

Seeing this, the other people in the Demon Dao did not hesitate at all, and quickly retreated, Su Xingxuan couldn't help but be stunned when he saw this, isn't it just a Buddha horn? It was so terrifying, and he was about to pursue, when he saw Elder Qinghe's face ugly and said, "Xingxuan, don't chase it, come and protect the Dharma for Master Wuyin." As he spoke, Elder Qinghe sat beside Master Wuyin with an ugly face, and like everyone else, he concentrated on protecting the Dharma for him.

I saw that with the sound of the Buddha horn of the silent master, he had just flown out of the rosary turned into the golden cloud, suddenly slowly sounded the slow percussion sound of the wooden fish, and then the sound of Sanskrit singing all over the sky sounded, the lotus flowers bloomed, the rock wall of the cave slowly emerged golden Sanskrit, in the golden light, the whole cave is almost like the holy land of the Buddha, peaceful, quiet, people can't help but calm down.

The golden clouds on the Buddha are full of light, shining brightly, and hundreds of monks are standing on the clouds. When the first person was kind and kind-eyed, his face was handsome, his eyes were slightly closed, his hands were folded, and he was wearing a bright Buddha light, which was standing in the crowd, and immediately attracted everyone's attention to him.

Then I saw that in the golden cloud, countless monks chanted, under the golden cloud, the silent master also recited the scriptures, with the sound of these chanting, you saw the cave, the sky is falling, the earth is surging golden lotus, among the lotus flowers, and even the manifestation of the Buddha.

"Qinghe Grand Master, what is this?" Seeing this scene, feeling the golden clouds, lotus flowers, and even the huge power contained in the Buddha Country, the monk's phantom, Su Xingxuan couldn't help but change his face, this power is afraid that it is a few points stronger than Elder Qinghe, and he almost chased after the national master and his junior brother, and the original strength of Master Wuyin Su Xingxuan has also seen it, but it is just a little higher than Zhang Tianshi, and it has not reached the point of being at ease at all, so Su Xingxuan is so surprised.

For Su Xingxuan's surprise, Elder Qinghe did not hide it, sighed, looked at the Wuyin Master's eyes full of admiration, and at the same time with a little regret, and said in a deep voice, "Master Wuyin is the abbot of Puji Temple, and his cultivation is the number one in the cultivation world, and the Wuyin Master has been practicing closed-mouth meditation for more than 300 years, and now for these three pagodas, he has broken his own Zen skills, I am afraid that he will not be able to make an inch of progress in his cultivation in the future, this kind of great compassion is far from the poor!"

Hearing Elder Qinghe say this, Su Xingxuan's eyes couldn't help but flash a hint of admiration, shut up Zen, three hundred years of penance, this is not simple in any way, besides, the other party is still the abbot of a temple, it can be seen how much has been paid to practice this kind of Zen skills, but now it is broken, no wonder Miaozhi will retreat, the power of three hundred years of closed mouth meditation is not a joke.

Just when Su Xingxuan thought so, the three stupas that were constantly trembling finally slowly stabilized, and the Buddha light in the sky also began to dissipate, and finally, when the last trace of Buddha light dissipated, Master Wuyin struggled to stand up, Elder Qinghe saw this and hurriedly stepped forward to support him, and the others also hurriedly surrounded him.

"Brother Wuyin, are you okay?" said Elder Qinghe worriedly.

"Amitabha, thank you Brother Qinghe for your concern, the poor monk is fine, it's just my dustless junior brother, alas!" It seems that because he hasn't spoken for three hundred years, Master Wuyin's throat is still a little hoarse when he speaks, but fortunately, in the end, he is a master in the realm of heavenly masters, if he is an ordinary person, I am afraid that it is not just hoarse.

Hearing Master Wuyin's words, everyone present looked gloomy, they didn't expect Master Wuchen to be someone from Miaozhi's side, this incident hit everyone, especially Master Wuyin, the blow to everyone was not heavy, the junior brother rebelled, he was seriously injured, and his Zen Gong was broken, it can be described as a triple blow, if Su Xingxuan encountered this kind of thing himself, I really don't know if he can be relieved.

But Master Wuyin was only silent for a long time, then raised his head, looked at everyone and said, "Now the poor monk has used three hundred years of closed-mouth meditation to show the lotus flower of my Buddhist tongue and the law of falling wildly, temporarily stabilizing the three pagodas, but in the end the three pagodas are damaged, even the poor monk can only stabilize for a while, not for long." ”

"If we can't find the treasure to repair the stupa within three months, the stupa will still collapse, and then it will be dangerous?" said Master Wuyin with a sad face.

"Then what do you need to repair the stupa?" Elder Qinghe hurriedly asked.

"These three stupas are made by three great virtuous monks of the Arhat realm with the golden body dharma, so to repair the stupa, it is necessary to use the relics of the great virtuous monks of the Arhat perfection to repair them, but for tens of thousands of years, there are very few great virtuous monks who can achieve the perfection of the Arhats, let alone leave the relics of the Buddha bones, even a few remain, and they have also been sacrificed, or turned into the magic weapons of Zhenshan, if you want to find the relics of the Buddha bones within three months, how easy is it?" said the silent master.

Hearing Master Wuyin say this, everyone couldn't help but be silent for a while, this is indeed too difficult, after all, this kind of thing is not a treasure of heaven and earth, and all sects and factions can still survive.

(End of chapter)