Chapter 180: Mida Buddha (text)
"Who is Your Excellency, and what do you want to do with us two brothers?"
Inside the stone room, Feng Hanxiao had already recovered a little from the damage caused by the attack on his divine consciousness just now, although he didn't understand how he was confused after smelling a strange smell, he was put into the stone room by the strange person in the stone room, but he still instinctively blocked in front of Wu Yan, made a defensive gesture, and stared at the strange man who was picking his toes.
Wu Yan's eyes were fixed on the strange man's other hand. That hand was as thin as a withered branch and chicken claw, it should have been ugly, but I don't know if it was an illusion, Wu Yan actually felt that there was a special beauty in that hand that made people unable to give birth to any negative feelings.
In that strange hand, there was a large ball of light yellow fist, and in the ball of light, a little green light floated quietly in it. That little bit of green light was exactly a little divine consciousness split by Wu Yan, but it was controlled by this strange person.
From this person's body, Wu Yan couldn't feel even the slightest fluctuation of mana, not even the spiritual pressure. He seems to be an ordinary, sloppy old monk who has been facing the wall for many years, and there is nothing that can attract attention. However, Wu Yan is sure that this person is definitely an extremely powerful figure.
Wu Yan once confronted the Jin Xuan Ancestor of the Xiuzhen Sect, and he was deeply touched by the unique temperament of the old monster in the infancy stage. It's just that this old monk gives him the feeling that he is even more evil and powerful than Jin Xuan Ancestor.
He was sure that just now he and Senior Brother Feng Hanxiao were dragged in by the hair on this strange person. That strange smell was so peculiar, apart from the hair on this strange person, Wu Yan couldn't think of anything else that could emit such a strange and weird smell. And what's even more strange is that this strange man actually trained the hair on his body into magic weapons and even used magic weapons.
"Don't be so nervous, and don't be afraid. Hahahaha, if the old man wants your life, he doesn't have to bother to arrest you here. Lao Gu just has some things, I need to ask you, don't worry, Lao Gu is a disciple of Buddhism, how can he kill people? Hahahahahaha...... "This strange man's eyebrows, beard, hair, and nose hair grow together, curly knots, only two eyes and one mouth are exposed, and when he laughs maniacally, it gives people an indescribable weird feeling.
"Do you want Lao Ge to let you go? Lao Ge is a monk, how can he embarrass you? As long as you nod your head, Lao Ge will let go, do you believe it or not? Don't you believe it? Then you nod!" The old monk frantically grabbed the place between his beard and nose hair with his toe buttoned up, his eyes widened, and he stared at Wu Yan with a very serious look.
Wu Yan and Feng smiled at the strange monk in front of them with big eyes, and were made to feel like they couldn't cry or laugh by his strange actions and crazy words. Although Wu Yan didn't believe that this strange monk would let go of his divine sense so lightly, after listening to the old monk's words, he still nodded subconsciously.
Unexpectedly, the strange monk laughed strangely, raised his hand and pinched it, and the yellow ball of light disappeared. Wu Yan's trace of divine consciousness turned into a green point of light flew back to Wu Yan's eyebrows, and disappeared into it.
"Look, Lao Qu didn't lie to you, right? Lao Ge is a monk, the monk is compassionate, the five major precepts of the Futu disciples, the fourth precept is not to lie, the old man is a disciple of the Buddha Futu, how can he not keep the precepts? Right, hahaha, the old man once made a great wish in front of the Buddha, and he must keep the precepts and discipline in this life, and seek positive results, how could he deceive you into a little doll? Hahahaha, you see, the old man has not returned your divine consciousness to you?" This strange monk was crazy and crazy, Wu Yan and Feng Hanxiao were already frightened away from him, and stood opposite the strange monk against the wall.
"The master really got a high monk and kept his promise. The younger generation believes that the master will not be unfavorable to our brothers and sisters for no reason. With all due respect, I don't know what the master is going to do when he arrests the two junior brothers and sisters here in this stone room? If the juniors say something wrong and offend the master, the juniors are here to apologize to you, the master. What the master wants to ask, even if he says hello, the junior will tell the truth. ”
Wu Yan saw this crazy and strange monk, his appearance was withered, and his mind seemed to be unclear, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness in his heart. Although this strange monk seemed to feel very different and powerful to him, but seeing that his hands were locked by the thin black chains, he looked like this, and it was clear that he had not left here for a long time. Such a powerful person, but he could not leave this place for a long time, presumably the chain in his hand must be very strange, restricting his freedom. Feng Hanxiao heard Wu Yan's words, but next to him, he desperately glanced at him, and even smashed him behind his back with his hand.
"Na, na, na, this is what you said, the old man didn't force you to say it, you said it voluntarily. Hahaha, yes, yes, you little benefactor, not only smart, but also honest, the old man admires it very much. In the past, maybe you kowtowed to the old man a few times, and the old man would have accepted you as an apprentice. Tsk, not now, the old man has an apprentice. This crazy and strange monk, his speech was entangled, his eyes were just wide, staring at the two of them, Wu Yan and Feng were glared at by him, and they immediately felt an invisible pressure in their hearts, so that they had no power to resist at all.
"Yes, it is a pity for the younger generations not to be able to worship under the master's seat as a disciple. But I don't know what to call the master's honorific title?If there is nothing else, can you let our senior brothers out?" Wu Yan smiled bitterly, so he had to continue with the words of this crazy and strange monk.
Feng smiled on the side, seeing that this strange monk seemed to be very interested in Wu Yan, and Wu Yan did use a few words to make this strange monk happy, so he stayed by Wu Yan's side, kept silent, and watched the changes.
"Well, that's good, it's teachable. You finally remembered to ask the old man my old man's honorific name, hahaha. Originally, Lao G's honorific name would never be revealed to others at will, but Lao Ga is very close to you two little guys, so it doesn't hurt to sue you. Looking at your dress, most of you are not disciples of the Mida Buddha Holding Temple. Sue you, it will definitely scare you. Hahaha, the old man's name is Mida Futu, and he is the first abbot of this Mida Buddha Temple, how about it? Hahaha, look, look, the old man said, you will be startled, right? Hahahaha...... "This crazy and strange monk, the words are amazing, Wu Yan and Feng smiled, at first hearing him say this, they were really startled, and stared at him with wide eyes.
After a long time, Wu Yan came back to his senses and said in surprise: "Master, you, you're not joking, are you? The younger generation heard that this Mida Futu is indeed the founding patriarch of the Futu Palace, but that was more than a thousand years ago. Moreover, if you are really Mida Futu, how can you be trapped here?"
"How could the old man be trapped here? Good question, good question! Hahaha, how could the old man be trapped here? The old man has been facing the wall here for thousands of years, and he still hasn't figured out how the old man is trapped here!?hahahaha......" Hearing Wu Yan's words, the old monk seemed to remember something, and became crazy again, shaking the black thin chain in his hand and laughing wildly, and in the laughter, there was a sadness.