Azan means teacher or master, and is used as a respectful title for monks and practitioners. The one above is Long Po, which refers to the eminent monk who is famous all over the country.
At the same time, Azan can also refer to wizards and head-turning masters.
Among them, Azan in white is a wizard who practices formal methods; and Azan in black refers to a master of the evil sect who will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals.
Although the white-robed monk in front of him was dressed in white and dressed like a monk, Xia Tian could smell the fishy smell on him from the beginning that had killed countless people.
Although this person has tried his best to hide it, he can't hide it from others, but he can't hide it from Xia Tian.
"You, what did you say?"
When Jin Xiangyue heard Xia Xia's words, she jumped up in shock: "Mr. Xia, did you just say that he killed my son?"
There was a trace of astonishment in the white-robed monk's eyes, but he quickly shouted angrily: "Mrs. Zhong, you are also an idiot. Do you believe this? What kind of person is this poor monk?
After decades of hard training behind closed doors, it has only been two years since I left the mountain, and I have already saved countless people!"
"Let's not talk about whether you have saved anyone."
Xia Tian curled his lips: "Even if you have really saved many people, does it conflict with you killing his son?"
Xia Tian's questioning words did not arouse the white-robed monk's anger, but instead angered the onlookers' servants.
"Shut up, you dare to slander Azanpu!"
"He is a disciple of the contemporary holy monk Long Po Yin Luo, a highly virtuous monk who has practiced hard for decades!"
"If you insult Azan, you are a devil!"
"Kill them!"
"..." The white-robed monk looked at Xia Tian with a leisurely expression, and said lightly: "You evil disciple, you are full of slander, and you dare to slander the virtues of this poor monk. I am a born monk.
You have never committed the sin of killing, you are slandering the Buddha and you are worthy of death."
Su Beibei laughed at this time and said sarcastically: "A born monk never commits any crime. Opening and closing your mouth will make people deserve death?"
"You are not humans at all, but the reincarnation of evil spirits."
The white-robed monk clasped his hands together and said with an upright face: "As Buddhists, it's time for us to eradicate you and restore clarity to the world!"
Su Beibei felt more and more that something was wrong with this monk: "It's all your fault."
"Mrs. Zhong, if you believe these two people, you will really fall into the trap of evil spirits!"
The white-robed monk had a serious expression on his face and said to Jin Xiangyue: "Your son is a son of the Buddha who came to the world and was born to help all living beings.
Therefore, if you provoke the hatred of evil spirits, you will be entangled in bad karma.
Originally, most of the poor monks had been expelled, but unfortunately, the two people you attracted were possessed by evil spirits, which is why your son was harmed."
Jin Xiangyue did not originally believe in Buddhism, but her husband's family were all Buddhists. She also had the mentality of treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor, and invited this white-clothed Azan, who has become quite famous in recent years, to come back to the house.
"But Mr. Xia, he is a doctor, and he is a very famous miracle doctor in China."
Although Jin Xiangyue was a little panicked, she still had sense and said slowly: "He can't be an evil ghost, and I met them by chance on a plane. They can't be here to harm my son."
"You are spiritually blind and can't even see clearly."
When the white-robed monk heard this, he immediately revised his words, "The poor monk did not say that these two people were evil spirits from the beginning, but that their virtues were too shallow and their minds were not strong. After they came to this mansion, they immediately
Then the evil ghost took advantage of it and took away his spirit."
Then he added: "You said he is a miracle doctor and has the ability to bring the dead back to life. Then he gave your son an injection. Is your son alive now?"
Jin Xiangyue couldn't help being stunned when she heard this. She looked at her son in her arms, but it seemed that he was still silent, and her heart couldn't help but thump.
At this moment, Jin Xiangyue's son suddenly said "Wow" and started crying.
"Wow wow..." Moreover, the more she cried, the louder she became. Not only was she alive, she was also full of energy. She didn't look like a child who had been sick for many years.
"Ahe, Ahe, you're alive, are you okay?"
Jin Xiangyue was immediately overjoyed, and she hugged her son and kissed him wildly.
Su Beibei clapped her hands and said with a smile: "I don't think anyone is still saying that Xia Tian is not a miracle doctor. He just saved people."
"Yes, yes, Mr. Xia is a miracle doctor, the best in the world."
Jin Xiangyue came back to her senses and showed an extremely grateful expression: "I didn't expect that my son was really alive. This medical skill is so amazing. You are no longer a miracle doctor, you are like a living god."
Xia Tian was unfazed and said lightly: "It's just a small matter."
"No, it may be a small matter to Mr. Xia, but to me, it is a huge matter."
Jin Xiangyue was so excited that she didn't know how to express her gratitude for a moment, "I must thank you properly. If you don't mind, I want to give you half, no, all of my family property."
"
"Wait!"
The white-robed monk was a little anxious and immediately stopped Jin Xiangyue: "Mrs. Zhong, you thanked the wrong person.
Your son's survival is entirely due to the poor monk who chanted sutras and prayed for blessings day and night. You must not be deceived by these two people possessed by evil spirits."
Jin Xiangyue was stunned for a moment and looked at the white-robed monk with a puzzled expression: "Azanpu, what are you talking about?
I just saw with my own eyes the injection Mr. Xia gave my son. He is a miracle doctor and can really bring the dead back to life."
"He said he is a miracle doctor, so he is a miracle doctor?"
The white-robed monk said in a serious tone, persuading: "Mrs. Zhong, you are blinded by evil obstacles. This poor monk will consecrate you, remove this layer of fog, let you see the world clearly, and also
There are these two evil spirits."
After saying that, he raised his hand and pressed it on the top of Jin Xiangyue's head. A white light leaked from his palm and poured into Jin Xiangyue's brain.
"You are so brave, you dare to harm people in front of us."
Seeing this, Su Beibei didn't bother to say anything polite, she just walked over and punched the white-robed monk in the face.
"Bang!"
Suddenly, a figure stood in front of the white-robed monk and blocked Su Beibei's punch.
"Huh?"
Su Beibei took a look at the person who came and found that it was the old housekeeper. Unexpectedly, this person was a hidden master.
The old housekeeper had a gloomy face and stared at Su Beibei coldly: "Azanpu is a virtuous monk. You will never be allowed to insult him! Die!"
As he spoke, his hands turned into sharp claws and clawed at Su Beibei's face and throat.
"go away!"
Su Beibei rolled her eyes and kicked the old housekeeper away! "Bang!"
The old housekeeper flew out like a cannonball, knocked down a wall, and fell into the courtyard.
"you!"
The white-robed monk's eyes widened with an unexpected expression, but he quickly recovered and shouted: "You dare to do something in front of this poor monk, you are really possessed by an evil spirit, where is the protector!"
"exist!"
Several sturdy monks in white monk robes rushed in, holding sticks in their hands and glaring at Su Beibei and Xia Tian.
"Get them both out of here."
The white-robed monk pointed his finger at Xia Tian and Su Beibei: "They are haunted by evil spirits, please beat them to death."
"yes!"
Several strong monks took the order, swung the sticks in their hands, aimed at the heads of Xia Tian and Su Beibei, and hit them.
Su Beibei snorted coldly: "They are indeed a group of bad monks. They will beat people to death if they open their mouths or shut up. They also say that they are Buddhists. It is simply ridiculous."
"Bodhisattva of Compassion and Vajra with Angry Eyes are all compassionate of our Buddha!"
The white-robed monk snorted coldly, and his murderous intent became more intense: "What's more, subduing demons and demons is a matter of course! If you fail to eliminate the evil, you will be blamed for it."
Xia Tian curled his lips: "It's true that both pros and cons are justified. Unfortunately, you don't have the final say in this world!"
"Bang! Bang!"
Su Beibei kicked away the two monks who were besieging her and said in a cold voice: "I think you are the evil one. You were just trying to lower your head to Mrs. Jin."
"That's nonsense."
The white-robed monk said coldly.
Jin Xiangyue also shouted: "That's nonsense."
"Change your sword and form a demon formation!"
The white-robed monk's eyes became more murderous, but he chanted the Buddha's name loudly: "Amitabha, although he is here to subjugate demons, he should not act recklessly and kill.
The poor monk punished himself by copying the scriptures three thousand times!"
The sticks in the hands of the monks were suddenly peeled off from the middle, revealing a large blade with sharp edges on both sides.
"It's just these small characters, they're not interesting."
Seeing this, Xia Tian said somewhat boredly: "You look like a loser. You should have a master or something. Just ask him to come out and die."
Seven or eight young monks, wielding sharp long knives, slashed at Su Beibei and Xia Tian.
Su Beibei dodged while kicking these monks out one by one.
However, these monks quickly stood up, picked up the knives in their hands, and continued to attack her.
Su Beibei thought her strength was too weak, so she put a little more force on her feet and kicked them away again.
These monks flew backwards, sprayed a few mouthfuls of blood, and then all stood up again, continuing to slash with their swords as if nothing had happened.
"There seems to be something wrong with these people."
Su Beibei was stunned for a moment, and soon realized that even if these monks were kicked to death, they might still stand up.
Xia Tian curled his lips and said casually: "They must have all been hit by something like that."
"What should we do?"
Su Beibei asked hesitantly.
"What else can we do? If they want to die, let them die."
Xia Tian said casually.
Su Beibei said calmly: "These monks are also being manipulated. There is no need to kill them."
Then he understood, "Does it mean that if you kill that Azan, the bowing of the heads among them will be automatically lifted?"
"Bei Yatou, you will know if you try it."
Xia Tian said casually.
When the white-robed monk heard this, his expression changed and he screamed loudly: "Guardians, come back quickly to protect... Poof!"
Before he finished speaking, the person flew out.
"I thought you should have some skills, but this is what happened?"
Su Beibei succeeded with one blow, but her pretty face was full of doubts: "A head-dropping master or something, are they so weak?"
At this moment, the monk's upper body suddenly split open, and a skinny arm flew out like a vine, holding down the top of her head in the blink of an eye.
The speed was so fast that even Su Beibei couldn't react.
Then, the force of the palm was like a mountain avalanche, and a deafening roar came out: "Death!"