The moment the sound sounded, the surrounding air became much calmer.
Then, bursts of Sanskrit sounds sounded all around, deafening.
A phantom emerged from the conch, and the phantom gradually enlarged, eventually forming a burly monk with his hands clasped together and his eyes gently sweeping towards Lu Yu.
"The poor monk has been sleeping in this darkness for thousands of years, but no one has ever woken me up. The donor is the only one who woke me up. It seems that the poor monk and the donor are destined." The monk said with a smile and kind eyes.
Lu Yu said expressionlessly: "What is fate?"
The monk smiled and said: "This is naturally fate. Whatever wish the donor wants to realize, the monk will do his best to help you realize it."
Lu Yu sneered: "I want to fly to heaven, can you still help me?"
"Monks don't lie. Since the poor monk said it, he will naturally have a way to help you." The monk still clasped his hands and said with a smile.
Seeing that Lu Yu was a little moved, the monk pointed to the magic conch: "You can also see that I am the spirit of a Buddhist treasure. As long as you drop real blood on it, I will recognize you as my master. The poor monk has understood
Spirit, as long as I recognize you as my master, I will teach you the top Buddhist techniques, how about it?"
Lu Yu snorted coldly: "Do you think I will believe it?"
Immediately, Lu Yu stood up and started to go out.
"Don't you want to improve your strength? Do you know how many people have changed their lives because of a chance? Looking at the top strong people, they all came out of one opportunity after another. The poor monk sees that you are destined
, I plan to save you now. If you give up this opportunity, there will be no next time." The monk still followed the instructions.
The step Lu Yu was about to take suddenly stopped.
"You are just a shadow and you are so weak now. Why do you make me believe that you have the ability to make me stronger?" Lu Yuhu asked.
The monk sneered, and suddenly recited the Buddha's name, and his whole body suddenly emitted a dazzling golden light.
In the golden light, countless golden bodies of Arhats emerged, and for a moment the surrounding air was filled with pressure, spreading to all directions.
This is the aura of an enlightened monk!
"Come, as long as I recognize you as my master, you can have such strength. Even in Buddhism, there are few people who can be your opponent." The monk continued to bewitch.
Lu Yu's eyes lit up, as if he was persuaded.
He cut his finger and directly poured a drop of real blood on it.
This real blood is different from the blood on my fingers just now.
This is the original true blood of a monk, and every drop of true blood is extremely precious.
The true blood fell on the conch, and a steady sound suddenly came out.
Boom——
It was as if a bell that had been gathering dust for a long time was being rang, and the lingering sound continued to spread around.
At this moment, the monk's face suddenly became extremely ferocious.
That kind-hearted face suddenly opened a gap in the middle, and a ferocious and terrifying face of a monster appeared from inside.
A pair of dark pupils stared at Lu Yu.
"When I was asleep, I swore that if anyone woke me up, I would kill them!"
"Boy, you can't blame me. You have a good body, so give it to me!"
The dark shadow of the monster suddenly shot out like a bolt of lightning and headed towards Lu Yu's eyebrows.
As he watched, the black shadow was about to penetrate between Lu Yu's eyebrows.
But his body suddenly paused.
It was as if someone was holding him tightly from behind, preventing him from moving.
"What's going on-" The monster turned its head and suddenly saw an incredible scene.
Lu Yu's true blood was still on the conch, without even dripping.