Chapter 1308: The poor monk Fashan, please put down the butcher knife
"Stop, block!"
The scorching dragon breath is extremely high, the body is mortal, and it is either injured or killed if it is contaminated!
Because the dragon breath came too quickly, there was no reaction at all. He instantly poured his head and face on the city tower. At least hundreds of people fell into it, causing a large area of burns in an instant, struggling in the sea of fire, looking extremely tragic!
"Something trick!"
Qin Luosheng took a slight look.
After all, it was a gulp of a hundred-foot dragon, and the range was very wide. Fortunately, this was a black dragon. Even though it was well-versed in the racial abilities of every dragon clan, the intensity of the dragon breath was not very high. If it were the fire dragon that Qin Luosheng summoned to attack Juban City before, the soldiers who were hit below would not have been burned all over, and would have been melted directly!
"Entertainment!"
After all, it was a well-trained army, and the imperial city was fully equipped with troops. Soon the barrier team rushed over, and the group worked together to support the barrier, blocking the second dragon breathing landing.
“Is it only this level?”
Looking at the crumbling barrier, Qin Luosheng snorted disdainfully.
Even a mere body is strong and the dragon breath of the black dragon, which is only half-baked, is still so difficult to resist. It seems that this imperial city of Kyoto is just like that!
"Amitabha!"
At this moment, a Buddha's name suddenly resounded throughout the battlefield. In the crowd, a kind-eyed old monk wearing a cassock walked slowly. The further he moved forward, the more unexplained the charm contained in his footsteps, and a lotus was born under his feet, and a golden wheel of Buddha's light appeared behind him, looking extremely holy, and he was very kind, like a Buddha!
"I am a monk, Fashan, and I have met the donor!"
The old monk Fashan held a ceremony.
"I've seen the master!" People respect me one foot, and I'll replace me one foot. Qin Luosheng has always been very polite. Besides, this is a live broadcast of the world. There are billions of people around the world. He cannot lose the sign of the Chinese etiquette country. "I dare to ask the master, what are you going to teach me?"
"I am here to end this war!"
Fashan put his hands together and nodded and said.
"How to end?"
Qin Luosheng narrowed his eyes slightly and asked.
"The donor went astray and committed murder in vain. Countless people were killed, and they also caused the fall of two cities, the devastation of creatures, and the resentment of the sky!"
Fashan said: "However, my Buddha is compassionate to save sentient beings. Even if the donor is so evil, he cannot bear to let you continue to fall. He wants to show compassion and to give Buddhist teachings, let the donor put down his butcher knife and dissolve his anger, and in the future, he will reach the Pure Land and attain the Way and attain the fruit of enlightenment!"
"Then, what does the Master mean?"
Qin Luosheng asked again as if he was not a smile.
"Please put down the butcher's knife. I promise in the name of my Buddha that as long as the donor enters our temple to practice, the past will pass by and will not be asked about it or pursue it!"
The Dharma is good.
"Oh? Is this going to imprison me?"
Qin Luosheng's tone changed. The ancient well was still in the last second, but the next moment it became like a deep cold pool, extremely cold.
"It's not like this!" Fa Shan continued to say without changing his face: "I want the donor to suppress the demons of the mind, cultivate the mind and cultivate the nature, use Buddhism to resolve the anger in the heart, and use compassion to eliminate people's evil desires. There will be no more thoughts of greed, anger, and ignorance. The spiritual platform is clear and bright, and the mind is like a mirror. You will never commit murderous sins in vain and get great liberation!"
"A clever tongue!" Qin Luosheng waved his hand in annoyance, not wanting to listen to this old guy's speech, "Don't use your confusing Sanskrit sound to make me upset. I originally thought that the talented people and strangers were like crucian carp crossing the river, but I never thought that it was an old monk like you who was verbally speaking, which was really disappointing!"
"Does the donor really want to do it alone?"
Fashan's kind-eyed expression of his expression calmed down, and his hand that was pulling the Buddhist beads also stopped.
"So what?" Qin Luosheng asked back, "Master, do you have any advice?"
"Buddhist schools widely use those who are destined to be, and save sentient beings. Even if they are like donors who commit heinous crimes, they never give up, but..."
Fashan's long white eyebrows and long beards moved without wind under the invisible momentum. His originally thin body also wanted to take it, and it expanded like a doping agent. It instantly turned from a thin old man about 1.56 meters to a strong man with a muscle like a dragon, weighing at least 500 kilograms.
"But, the Buddha also has a time when the Vajra is angry! The donor is obsessed with it, wants to cause endless murder, sink into the sea of suffering, and vows not to look back. Then today, I can only do the Buddha's affairs, turn into a Vajra of the Dharma Protector, and get rid of you, the demon for the world!"
“Hahahahaha…”
Qin Luosheng suddenly laughed at the sky. The domineering laughter was like the sound of a tiger and a leopard. It penetrated the golden cracked stone, which made the Kyoto city below shake up. Many people with weak strength felt dizzy. Those who were just ordinary residents were even limp on the ground. Those with poorer quality had already suffered internal organs and bleeding from their seven orifices!
"Amitabha!"
The Buddhist chant was sung, and the Buddha's name was like a roar of the guardian Vajra, suppressing demons and ghosts, stopping Qin Luosheng's crazy laughter.
"Master, you'd better go back and call the master. You have thin arms and legs. You can pretend to be a brainwashing tool. If you really want to fight, it's really not enough!"
Qin Luosheng said coldly: "Depending on your age, this is a special preferential treatment. I hope the master will not let my good intentions down!"
"The prince is arrogant!"
This is no longer considered No Yu, but his naked contempt. He did not treat him as a human being. This is a damn thing, even Buddha will be angry, right?
"Don't talk about it. If you want to do something for heaven and kill me, the demon, then come up and compete!"
Qin Luosheng turned his hand, and the Xuanyuan Sword was already holding it, and he invited the battle to the old monk Fashan below, "Look at it, is it your Buddhist scriptures that are powerful, or the sword in my hand is sharper!"
"So brave!"
Fashan glared at him, pulled onions from dry land, jumped out of Kyoto City, and flew towards Qin Luosheng with his Buddhist supernatural powers.
"Demon, eat my monk's punch!"
The name of the Great Power Vajra Fist is domineering, but it is actually the simplest straight punch. It only blesses the power of the Buddhist Vajra, so it seems extremely domineering and powerful, enough to break a mountain and crack a stone!
"A little trick!"
Qin Luosheng didn’t know what to say!
That's it?
Who do you look down on?
I originally thought that the one who dared to jump out and fight with me at this time must be a master, but I didn’t know that such a fool came!
Even if you have this straight punch, you want to attack me?
Do you really think that my speed is the best in the world is to make a living?
"Swish..."
By easily avoiding the attack of his fists, Qin Luosheng slammed Yinglong's wings, which was more silky than a bird. His movements in the air were even more agile and swift than on the land. Not only did he avoid it, but he did not stop at all!
Chapter completed!