With our applause and the other party’s gong, the first fight ended. Da Mei turned to smile at me and moved back to our camp, but the other party carried it back when it fell to the ground before it was shot.
"What does it mean to be older than them?" The king kong cannon left my seat and came to me, while I was looking at each other with a confused head and a gentle breeze.
I shook my head slowly and didn’t speak. I don’t have any doubts in my mind at the moment. Losing so easily is really puzzling to me. According to the stunned expression of the monks on the opposite side, they didn’t expect such a bad thing. That is to say, losing is not their design, but Jian Zhen took out a piece of yellow paper in advance and studied it for a moment. This means that this monk’s field was arranged in advance by Hui, and Hui’s move made me wonder. Why did the master with purple gas have to send an ordinary monk?
"Nine brothers, is the host of the temple still in the temple?" WenXiaoFeng frown asked.
"Elder brother, you are behind the times. They don’t call the host now. They call the general manager." I shook my head with a wry smile. A thousand-year-old temple, which is an important part of Zen Buddhism, is now covered with copper smell. Not only was it born to do business, but it also sold its stunts to collect money.
"Old as you are behind the times, they call it UFO." King Kong Gun lit a cigarette with a smile.
I stretched out my hand and motioned for the King Kong cannon to give me a cigarette. After I lit it, I took a few sips and quickly sorted out my messy thoughts. After a while, I suddenly woke up and couldn’t help but scold you and be cunning.
"I’m benefiting." I don’t smoke much anymore. I smoke a few mouthfuls and throw them away.
"What do you mean?" King Kong cannon export asked Wen Xiaofeng, although he didn’t ask questions, but he also looked at me with questioning eyes.
"This temple is highly respected in the hearts of Chinese people, but in recent years, the host of the temple has made the temple dirty, and the people’s believers have a lot of complaints about it. I want to come to Hui Zen Master and have heard about it for a long time, but he is inconvenient to advise them because of the Buddhist incense. Today, let’s humiliate them and make them feel ashamed and brave enough to stay away from the hubbub and return to the right path." I quickly said my analysis
"This old thing is really not a thing. The bad guys let me do it." After listening to my analysis, King Kong Cannon could not help but curse.
"Xiao Jiu, things may have been in Huian platoon as early as today." Mu Zhuifeng pulled the King Kong cannon back to his seat and looked at me sideways.
"Sixth Senior Sister, tell me what you think." I turned to the other side of the monks and found that Jian Zhen took out the yellow paper again.
"Is it reasonable to entrust you with not hurting people’s lives before you leave?" Mu Zhuifeng asked
"Buddhist monks should be compassionate. There is something wrong." I nodded and answered.
"Although Buddhism pays attention to the equality of all beings, it does not exclude the evil spirits." Mu Zhuifeng’s eyes are micro-moving. "In his opinion, he will try his best to subdue or correct things that do not conform to the right path."
"What do you mean?" I still have no intention of chasing after the wind for nothing.
"I suspect that Hui is taking this opportunity to correct Buddhism’s own mistakes without leaving a life-threatening entrustment, in order to get rid of some people on our side who are not willing to do anything."
"He dare? ！” I was angry at the words of chasing the wind.
"I hope it’s because I think too much to send someone to the field first." Mu Zhuifeng sat up straight.
I heard that when I looked back, I found a solemn old monk dressed in red and yellow. He was about 70 years old, and it was really purple to linger outside.
The master has finally arrived …
Chapter 272 Emei was quiet
"Measure the Buddha and ask the master to tell the Dojo Dharma number, Ziyang, and remember the great virtue in my heart." I got up and rushed to the middle-aged and elderly monk to give a gift. The real purpose of my move was to ask him to tell us his temple or let us prescribe the right medicine.
There are not many words from middle-aged and old-aged monks in the field of "Amitabha Emei Lixing Temple is quiet", but this sentence is full of weight. We should know that Emei Mountain is the Dojo of Bodhisattva Bodhisattva. As far as the four Buddhist bodhisattvas are concerned, Manjusri Bodhisattva in Wutai Mountain respects Putuo Mountain the most, while Bodhisattva Bodhisattva in Jiuhua Mountain is the third, so there are Jin Wutai, Yin Putuo, Copper Emei and Tie Jiuhua since the people came to Korea, this quiet monk is a natural practitioner of Emei Mountain and also a Mahayana Buddhism.
"I’ll go." King Kong cannon shouted at the sound of the other monk, Emei Mountain.
"You come back to me." Mu Zhuifeng stretched out his hand and dragged it back to King Kong Gun. It’s five o’clock in the afternoon. She naturally knew that King Kong Gun had no purple gas.
"The fourth brother is still thinking about the past?" Wen Xiaofeng teased that his so-called pre-world refers to the fact that Huang went back to the wind to chase the wind and increase his height. He went to Jiugong Mountain in Pu Xian to steal the reborn bamboo and was caught and sent back. At that time, Pu Xian had not become a Buddha. The Dojo was Jiugong Mountain instead of Emei Mountain.
"Can’t beat Grandpa and Sun?" King Kong cannon pie mouth cold hum
"Red aura to play?" I didn’t good the spirit took a look at the king kong cannon. This guy used to be a red aura. After he had the desire to chase the wind and purple gas, he didn’t work hard to refine the gas station. Today, he is still red hair during the day.
"Samantabhadra Bodhisattva is familiar with Buddhism and Taoism, and the practice methods of the two religions are good at changing illusions. I have endured hundreds of robberies. In my previous life, my younger brother fought several times and lost more than one." Mu Zhuifeng frowned and said that Huang Zhuifeng was punished in her previous life. She would naturally be angry with Pratt & Whitney’s younger brother, and she was not afraid of being besieged and blocked by him, so she almost hit him.
"This person’s words are full of breath and purple, and his practice must be extremely solid." Wen Xiaofeng nodded and added.
I nodded my head, but I didn’t say anything. This old monk’s practice was really extraordinary. He waited for a long time in the presence, but he didn’t see his anger. His eyebrows stood erect. He was a real master of purple cultivation and his mind was peaceful and profound. I couldn’t figure out who to send for the moment.
"Tian Ji horse racing let it play?" Wen Xiaofeng had an idea.
"The other party has prepared for this plan, which is not feasible. I frown and say that Wen Xiaofeng’s allusion to horse racing in Tian Ji is known to be the defeat, but this method is not suitable for this situation, because the other party now has eleven purple gas masters, and even if we add a group of shining zombies in Chenzhou, it is just enough to count the nine games agreed by Jackson to prevent us from stealing opportunities.
"I’m going to fight him." Wen Xiaofeng shook his nose.
"It’s inappropriate for the Seven Senior Brothers to engage the enemy". I made the final decision. Although the retreat has purple aura, it is stable and abnormal. This kind of person must be good at slowly killing the enemy’s spirit. Finally, the aura is exhausted and he is defeated by giving up. I sent the ram to rely on the wind field because of his arrogance, bravery and fire-fighting skills. The other side is like a rough-skinned elephant stick, which can not be smashed but can be pricked.
I turned my head and told Da Ji Mei-er what I thought. Da Ji Mei-er nodded in agreement and bowed in the ram’s leaning ear. The latter threw his robe and jumped into the field.
"Amitabha"
"bend the fire into a spear!"
The static Buddha’s name has just finished praising the ram leaning against the wind, and his hands have even shaken up a fire spear with more than one post. The other party hesitated and roared that the platform fire spear attacked the static Sanyang champion.
Ram leaned against the storm and made a surprise attack, which made Jing slightly dodge the ram leaning against the wind and flame spear, shook his head and shook his neck, and the Buddha’s magical power waved the Buddha’s bead to strangle the ram leaning against the wind and fire spear, and the ram leaning against the wind and fire spear quickly disappeared in its grip with aura beads.
The ram leaned against the wind and saw that the fire spear was cut off without hesitation, but once again he conjured up a fire spear and stabbed Jing right rib and Jing still blocked the two men. You stabbed me and blocked you, swept me and sealed me, and instantly fought in one place.
As the saying goes, a man’s character determines his fate, and the character of a monk also determines his favorite weapons, just as I like sword, diamond gun and knife. The ram leans against the wind in his previous life, but he didn’t spend the purple robbery before making a black iron spear. This doesn’t mean that he can control the flame and conjure up a spear, but he can also conjure up the shapes of other weapons. However, compared with other weapons, he prefers the spear to smash thousands of miles and sweep away the momentum. Therefore, although the fire spear is blocked by static beads, he has not conjured up other weapons to change his attack posture.
The flame spear on the ram leans against the wind, and the aura urges it to send out something that is roasted at a high temperature. Everyone in the two camps retreated in succession. When I saw it, I waved my hand and spread out my aura. In front of everyone, an aura barrier was set up, and in the other camp, my aura barrier was set up in a regular semicircle. Although it was not as tall as my aura wall, it just protected the monks across the street. The shooter was the young monk who exuded strong purple gas in the opposite monk group.
This young Lama monk has made me suspicious before. This young man has reached the peak of purple spirit when he was young. It doesn’t make sense to have such a lofty practice when he is so young. You know, Buddhist practice is slow to get results, and even if he meets a famous teacher, he can’t reach the peak of purple spirit at this age. What is the origin of this man?
"Xiao Jiu Lao Qi is going to lose" Mu Zhuifeng interrupted my thoughts.
"Seven senior brothers didn’t show their defeat." I looked puzzled at the ram leaning against the wind in the chasing wind field. At this moment, the true spirit was full of fighting spirit and the pure spirit of the fire spear waved the beads and the static monk was in full swing.
"Look at that tree." Mu Zhuifeng pointed to the trees on the north and south sides of the temple fighting field for me to watch.
When I woke up in Mu Zhuifeng, I turned my head and looked at it. Only then did I find that the green leaves of the trees in the temple, which were close to the fighting venue, had been yellowed and curled by the high temperature baking of the ram leaning against the wind.
"Is it an aura to have restraint when you are still?" I can’t help but marvel at the fact that all the people on both sides can’t feel the high temperature of the fire spear under the protection of the Lama and the monk’s barrier, but those trees can avoid being damaged outside the two-person barrier. This also means that when the ram leans against the wind, it is not completely sealed to stop the fire spear from emitting high temperature, while the quiet distance ram leans against the wind so close, but it has not been baked at high temperature and has not been protected by aura. This means that restraining the ram from leaning against the wind is not his aura, but something he carries.
"This person’s five elements belong to the seven brothers and five elements, but they don’t agree with each other. Does the problem lie in his string of beads?" Wen Xiaofeng sat with me and Mu Zhuifeng and heard our conversation.
"Although the beads are strange in color, they don’t look like Yin Shui objects." I shook my head and said that the string of beads in the static hand was pale blue, but the water objects didn’t have any aura.
"Yu Zhang teaches being original and seems to have seen that thing." At this moment, the voice of the Taoist Huang Mei came behind us. We Ziyang audience sat in the front row, Huang Mei and others sat behind us, and the younger brother was at the end.
"Brother Huang Mei, please answer questions." I quickly turned to look back at the smell speech.
"Being original is familiar, and that beaded string was not Emei Mountain." Road flyover Huang Mei was awkward.
"But say no," I urged.