The Buddhist temple behind the old monk has burned out, and flames are sprayed from time to time, and everything is as confusing as before the Buddha statue.
Behind the old monk, there is a tall and straight Indian man in an off-the-shoulder frock with a blue stubble all over his face. His right arm is held high and straight as a sword. It seems that the old Zen master can cut the old monk’s head like a sword if he moves with one hand.
List his eyes and open them angrily. In the heat, he suddenly felt sen Han’s murder. Before he knew it, seven Indian men in suits slowly surrounded him in the firelight.
"Give him up, live or die," said the man in Buddhist clothes, who was not fluent in Chinese.
"Don’t you dare!" Luo Dig took a step forward and clenched his fist.
Surround one of the others, step on the listed leg and want him to kneel down honestly, but the listed leg is as unyielding as steel.
"China Wushu has always been admired by the master dharma, but it’s not so good. I don’t know if you can put the beads?" The first sneer at a way
List grunted, "Now is not the time to talk about color, but it’s time to exorcise evil spirits."
Buddha clothes and humanity "What Buddhism do you know? The origin of Buddha and my holy land has changed for you. Beads are holy treasures! "
It is listed that "all beings are equal and dedicated to the Buddha and part!"
"It’s good to say, but can Buddhism save your lives?" The monk lowered his head and gently approached the old monk’s head. His eyes jokingly looked up.
The Zen master, who has been silent for a long time, suddenly opened his eyes as if he had tried his best to shout, "You want to go to me and extradite you!"
He gave off a faint light and a flash of light, but the old Zen master could simply hit a punch. The monk was surprised that his right hand suddenly heard the sound of "boom". The old Zen master was chopped off and fell so weak.
"Master!" List roared and punched out. Recently, a man was punched to the ground by him, but others roared and attacked. Holding the dagger, a stream of blood immediately splashed in his hand. A man in black was cut off by him, and his blood was boiling, and his face was scalded, which also aroused his hot blood.
"bergamot!" The monk moved slightly.
Listing the right hand holding the dagger blade actually emits faint fluorescence, just like the Buddha holding a dagger in his hand and then shooting the injured person.
At the same time, he was hit by a dirty hand, and his back swelled with blood. Only then did he find that these people were really tough. They seemed to have practiced their bodies to the point where they could contract freely, much like the ancient martial arts in China and India.
In an instant, the monk jumped in front of him like a sword, and his arm was about to cut his chest. Just as the list could be hidden, a dry figure blocked him from donating blood and splashed around, and the list sounded muffled.
The weak old Zen master turned his nose sour when he blocked the blow.
This disaster will come to this silent temple, and it will come to a teacher and pupil who is like a father and filial piety.
Luo Jue’s heart ached, but at this moment, the old Zen master actually sat up like a dead light and slapped him harder.
"bang!" The monk was slapped back by the old Zen master. At the same time, the old Zen master suddenly put his hands together like chanting and said, "If you want to go, you won’t go!" You come? Sad? "
"Master!" List has a bad feeling.
"Let you go to the whirling world, let you go to the 40,000 practices and you can become a Buddha!"
In a flash, the old Zen master did his best to list his feet and drew a mysterious Sanskrit. Suddenly, he broke his own flesh and blood like firewood, and the blood in Sanskrit was full of blood.
"Master!" He often heard the old Zen master say that this is Vishnu’s Great Samsara forbidden art. Is it really forbidden in the world? Master unexpectedly chose such a tragic way to save him!
"Whether it’s true or not, whether it’s a dream or an illusion, it’s up to you."
With that, the old Zen seems to want to smile, but his physical strength and vitality have burned out, and the whole person is as still as a statue.
The red light is the endless list of people around you who are screaming and struggling to get close to the old monk’s dead body, only to see that their hands are disappearing, like being eaten by insects, and the whole person is gradually becoming empty
The fire is still burning. In the light of the fire, a Buddha’s bead floated for half a dozen years and then suddenly rose into the sky and disappeared at night.
When the world one day.
"Whoosh-"
List once again, the skin surface has oozed blood and sweat like rain. His resolute face immediately evaporates, his feet are soft, the desert is as hot as sugar fried chestnut sand, and his every step is as heavy as tying a mountain.
There is no wind in the vast desert.
List is still moving like the wind.
He ran for his life-tried his best to keep running for his life.
Chasing him is an animal pulling a cart with four people, two men and two women, handsome as a jade girl and beautiful as a flower. They stare at the list together, and the list in the desert is like a lizard leaving footprints in the sand.
"Hey!" The golden beast shaped like a lion sent a loud roar arrow in the sky and rushed straight at it.
List a stumbling face, his eyes are confused, and his brain is also a piece of white eardrum, which seems to have been broken by the earthquake. He got up in a mess and looked behind him.
But for this brief moment of life and death, he thought about something else.
Something aft he came into this world.
Sixteen years ago, after his ghost came to this world with the attraction of Buddha beads, he spent sixteen years in an ordinary family. It turns out that there are many different languages and countries in this place, and there are more unknown areas. He is full of curiosity and confused at the same time.
Now he always loses his memory, and when he meets some people, he can’t remember it in a blink of an eye. Although he has improved, he is still a heart disease.
What’s even more frightening is that every night, he will be tortured by a kind of pain until he passes out in pain, and then he will have a dream. Similarly, in Mengmeng, he came to a very terrible world, a vast desert broke his head, and the Buddha laughed mysteriously. In the sky, the blood lotus rain kept rushing, and the blood waterfall gathered like a grimace. A stinging yellow dragon gnawed at the dead soul; A voice called him.
Preserving some memories of past lives, he immediately knew that his soul was incomplete.
First of all, he wants to find the beads. Maybe there is his soul in the beads.
He said goodbye to his parents and forged thirteen daggers from the seventh city of Peacock Country to the border area. It is said that even the Zen practitioners here dare not make risks easily, and at most they stop at Wolf City in the desert.
He came by feeling. He felt that the Wolf City was in front of him, but he was almost like a mirage. Even if he walked for three days and three nights, he might not be able to walk to the Wolf City. When he finished carrying water, these Zen fighters appeared.
They chased him. He was easy to run.
He put the dagger between his fingers and his hands, facing the slowly sliding and huge animals. He was scared and aroused by him. He was confident that even if Zhe could not hurt the terrible golden animals with the dagger, he could at least scare him and stop him from moving forward.
"Swish swish-"
A row of daggers screamed at the golden animals and went away. The sky was hot and reflected that the dagger spikes were on fire, usually as sharp as fire arrows.
"Hey!" As soon as the animal roars, it lifts its front paws, breaks the dagger and continues to cull. I didn’t expect that the world can kill a group of wicked people. This can’t finish people, but it has angered the animal to list the secret passages and try to show full courage to face the coming tragic fate.
List once again slipped out a dagger from the sleeve, took a sigh of relief, leaped at the throat of this animal, and died. This animal couldn’t think of a Zen fighter who dared to fight with him, and his indifferent eyes stared at it like a god of death. It actually hesitated for a while
"Don’t you dare!" A snow-white beautiful image stretched out from Che Feihao’s wrist with a flick of a finger and listened to "bang". A dagger was instantly smashed, and a sharp pain made him stuffy hum that the broken dagger was instantly broken, and the fragmented fluorescence was shot into his body and blood seeped out of his clothes.
"How strong!" This is a list of the first experiences of Zen practitioners in this world. After he came to this world, he knew that there was a higher level of Zen enlightenment. He was born with a stubborn disease, and he could practice his memory by the earth. But after all, when he met a real Zen practitioner, the difference was revealed. His right hand could not stop twitching, and his body and soul suffered the same torture.
That sense of failure made him bitter and very angry at the same time.
His eyes moved to the woman’s face, and when he saw this woman, he seemed to forget the pain and immediately exclaimed, "How beautiful!"
The woman is really beautiful. She is twenty-three or four years old, dressed in white, not stained with a trace of dust, and her skin is as clear as jelly. A face that is so beautiful that it is suffocating is too cold to approach.
Pinghu-like eyes, long eyelashes, laurel-like nose, a slightly full mouth and a well-proportioned figure, and a crisp chest. Even after years of meditation, I didn’t look at it much.
At this time, there are also three people coming, two handsome teenagers in white, one with a face with three points of Shaqi and seven points of arrogance, and his eyes are as cold as a cold star, holding a black gold mace, and the other boy comes with a smile as soft and charming as spring water.
List the most attention or shy and timid to follow the little girl who is about the same age as him. She looks like a smoky ordinary long skirt, but her face is smaller and her momentum is weaker. She is looking at him with strange eyes.