Fauber's attitude was resolute, and he pointed to the finger on Fearless's forehead without a hint of trembling.

When he had finished speaking, he was going to do it.

Because his way of looking at the world is very simple, in this world, the rules are the greatest.

What are rules.

Rules are the rules set by people who are stronger than themselves.

A rule is a rule that you can't beat others and are forced to follow.

Rules are also the norms that others must follow, others make mistakes, they can justifiably beat others on the board, if others do not accept, then the person who sets the rules will come out and play the board again, until the service is served.

Especially when this rule is related to his own vital interests, Fuber is even more meticulous in implementing it.

If you want to talk about grievances, Fauber is also very aggrieved, he cautiously follows the little master's side, helping to consolidate this hundred-year covenant, and helping to watch over this group of doomed bald donkeys in exchange for the safety of his own people.

Who will listen to this grievance?

The dignified Fubo actually committed himself to a job like a waiter and housekeeper, and he had to face the bald donkey he hated the most day and night, but he couldn't eat it.

If you want to say that it is hard, Fu Bo is also very hard, with the little master, walking in this worldly world where people want to run rampant, Fu Bo must abstain from martial arts and food according to the covenant, one precept is endless years, and he can't leave the scope of Kyoto, he is not aggrieved?

Who is to be told of this suffering? How can Fu Bo himself keep the vows so hard that he can afford others to break the vows again and again?

Therefore, even if the little master was by his side, Fu Bo still didn't intend to endure it.

As soon as his words fell, his fingers were about to poke into the forehead of the dreadnought mage, harvesting the delicious essence of the Seal Hall, which was the power given to him by the Hundred Years Covenant.

"What do you do in the Council of Elders? The little national teacher spoke, so Fu Bo's fingers couldn't poke it in, even if Fu Bo tried hard, he couldn't poke it in.

The hem of Fauber's clothes was already bulging, and there seemed to be gas swirling around his withered fingers, but he couldn't move forward for half a minute.

Fu Bo sighed secretly, and the hem of his clothes slowly leaned down, since the master wanted to ask, let him ask again.

Fauber endured his restlessness, but he still didn't let go of the finger whose nails were as thin as a cone.

"The poor monk is responsible for teaching the Dharma. "Dauntless didn't care about Fu Bo's fingers, but he cared very much about the attitude of the little national teacher.

Therefore, the fearless tone is very respectful, respectful but not flattering.

He's fearless, and he's fearless, and though he knows he's made a big mistake by coming here tonight, he'll come if he's given another chance.

Because he is an elder of Buddhism, he has crossed the world for several terms, not only to cross people, but also to cross demons, demons, and all unstable mortal worlds and unintentional Buddhas.

There is something different here, and if it is not handled well, it will be a disaster for the world, so he must come, even if he will make a mistake and pay for his life, he must come.

So here he comes.

My heart is to the Buddha, so I am fearless.

Fauber's fingers, in his opinion, were just a speck of dust on the mirror of the Buddha, and they could disappear without a trace with a single blow.

But fearlessness must respect the little national teacher, after all, in the depths, what the small national teacher represents has a certain similarity with the ultimate ideal pursued by Buddhism, and it is a like-minded rather than a heterogeneous.

"Elder Teaching......" The little national teacher groaned, summoned an Imperial City Division guard, and explained a few words softly, and the Imperial City Division guard took the order and left.

"The hosts. Fauber urged again, any elder is good, in his opinion, it is not a fart.

The little national teacher still ignored Fu Bo, and said to Master Fearless: "Something happened in Kyoto before, and your monks have broken the covenant, so Shitan Temple will light the Ten Thousand Buddha Lanterns, do you know about this?"

"The poor monk didn't know, and the poor monk also rushed to Shitan Temple after receiving the order of the Ten Thousand Buddhas, but unfortunately he strayed into this place, which was really unintentional. Master Fearless explained: "The poor monk did not have any disrespect for the hundred-year covenant and the national teacher, the poor monk was willing to pay any price in exchange for the understanding of the national teacher, and the poor monk also hereby guaranteed that Buddhism did not have any intention of breaking the contract, everything should be just a misunderstanding." ”

The meaning of Dreadnought's words is very straightforward, he is willing to sacrifice himself.

"Master, this little bald donkey is begging for death himself, so let it be fulfilled. Fauber couldn't bear it any longer, and interjected, the wrinkles on his face already twisted.

The fearless master Anitabha Buddha said, his eyes were clear, he did have the intention of self-understanding, so he was fearless in his heart, death was just a direct journey to the other side, his master once said, the other side of the Brahma flowers bloomed, incomparably beautiful.

"It's okay to die if you want to, wait for the master to figure out the reason before you die. The little national teacher was unmoved, and wisps of black mist began to seep out of the black robe.

"Master!" said Fauber's voice was a little anxious and unruly, and the hem of his clothes swelled again.

He didn't want to know the truth of this matter, and he didn't want to investigate whether this bunch of things was a misunderstanding.

These things are not easy for mortals to watch, the little national teacher waved his hand, and the guards of the Imperial City Division began to clear the field with interest, and there was not even a single guard left.

The pupils of the national teacher seemed to begin to merge with the night again.

Then the night fog of the Qin Heavenly Prison seemed to permeate here, and the wisps of the night, seeping out from the cracks in the floor tiles, from the wall tiles, from the breath of the horses, and from the folds of clothes, gradually piled up, with the slightest wisps of shade, and surrounded the people in the field.

Fauber looked at the surrounding night fog angrily, pulled his outstretched fingers back, and then poked out again with a bang, his movements were so fast that he couldn't see the shadow, and the surrounding night fog rolled wildly, which showed that the power was very strong.

The fearless mage still didn't move, chanting the Buddha in a low voice, and there was a faint light on his body.

The finger was still a few inches in front of the dreadnought's forehead, not a single point higher than before.

"Fu Bo, you go to sleep first, the master said to give them three days, don't rush at one time, then there will be a time for you to indulge. The little national teacher finally spoke to Fu Bo, and his words were both comforting and commanding.

After speaking, the little national master turned to the fearless master: "I have asked the Imperial City Division to take the message to Shitan Temple, and you also need to return to the Qin Heavenly Prison with this master, and your life will be handed over to this master first." ”

As he spoke, the fog had drowned out the figure, and before Fauber could shout again, he was quickly engulfed by a black well-like night fog.

When the black mist touched the dreadnought's body, the senseless mage's body seemed to ignite a fire, and a faint light appeared to struggle through the black mist.

"Seal yourselves away, lest you be destroyed. The little national teacher said lightly.

The fearless mage chanted the sound Buddha, lowered his head, and the golden light on his body gradually disappeared, and he was swallowed into the black mist together.

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The guards of the Imperial City Division, who were ordered to go to Shitan Temple, passed through the silent Tianmen Mountain and went straight to the mountain gate of Shitan Temple.

The floor in front of the mountain gate of Shitan Temple is paved with huge bluestone slabs, and the bluestone slabs reflect the shallow light light of the blue and misty under the cold moonlight, but the shallow light is gone to the middle position, it seems that a piece is missing, and it seems to be a scar.

When the guards got closer, they realized that the scar was due to a pile of black stuff piled up in the middle of the floor.

Approaching again, the guard poked with the scabbard, stiffened, turned over and dismounted, and looked closer, only to find that the pile was a huge animal corpse, which was at least the size of an adult war horse.

The corpse's body hair grew indiscriminately, like a steel mane like grass, extremely hard, the head was like a wolf and a flat-headed fish, and a row of rough sharp teeth protruded from the edge of the long mouth, which was extremely hideous.

This animal must have been extremely powerful before it died, but fortunately it was already dead, otherwise this thing would not be able to stop even the armor of the heavy armor mountain rider when it bit down...... The guards of the Imperial City Division secretly sighed that they were lucky, they had never encountered this thing alive, and they had never heard anyone mention this thing, and it was estimated that everyone who had seen it died.

There is no blood on the ground, could it be that this thing is starving to death? The guard continued to move forward with questions, and the order of the little national teacher was to bring a message to Shitan Temple, not to let him come here to study animals.