Just as several old monks in the backyard of the True Buddha Temple were talking, the Buddha light in the hall became more and more prosperous. The Buddha light that had originally penetrated the sky was in a trend of shining the entire Western Xinjiang...
The elderly lamas who were still watching in the courtyard all looked solemn. After a long time, a white-eyed lama standing behind the big lama of the red robe took a breath and said, "I'm afraid it's really as the head teacher said, that's really the one who came."
Can't say it's right."
Apart from him, who else can create such power, the light of the Buddha in the Hundred Miles, and the true Buddha appears!
The red-robed lama nodded slightly, and the complexity in his eyes flashed. As the head of the True Buddha Temple, he was actually moved by an outsider's power to induce the True Buddha. This was simply a shame.
However, he did not dare to reveal this feeling of shame at all. He had not discovered any abnormalities in his garrison in the True Buddha Temple for nearly a hundred years. He even regarded the power of the True Buddha in the classics as a legend. This is a book.
A thing that will disgrace your ancestors.
Now, when others come to the True Buddha Temple for the first time, they can activate the power of True Buddha. No matter how the other party knows it, it only shows that their understanding of Buddhism and their understanding of Buddhism are far better than those of them.
But this is not the reason why the Red Pao Master discolored. What’s more important is that the Baili Buddha Light appears. No matter what he thought before, it is now in trouble!
The head of the Hongpao put away the complex look in his eyes, turned to look at everyone and said, "My brothers, it's time for us to make a decision."
The Buddha's light has been reflected in a radius of hundreds of miles. Everyone who should know knows it, and who don't know it should know it now. Where should the True Buddha Temple stand? Their decision at this moment may be able to determine their life and death and the True Buddha Temple's next moment.
Inheritance.
No one dared to be careless, and everyone was silent for a while.
If the person who came to the temple now was really that person, how could they dare to expel each other? But they wouldn't dare to just stick it on it. You should know that the person who was provoking was not an ordinary person. Others felt vague about the strength of the sect, but the True Buddhist Temple, which has been passed down for nearly a thousand years, is
Know a lot of their secrets.
Seeing that everyone was embarrassed, the head of the Red Pao sect couldn't help but say, "Everyone, it's time to make a conclusion now. As soon as the Buddha's light appears, I don't know how many powerful people are about to come to my true Buddhist temple. I'll take the wrong step.
The True Buddha Temple has been passed down for thousands of years…”
Of course, there is no need to say much about the following words. One side is a powerful man who can destroy the sect with his own strength.
The other side is stronger, that is the super alliance of all sects. It can be said that 99% of the world's powerful people gathered, and they are definitely not something they can provoke, just a small real Buddhist temple.
No matter which side takes action, it is easy to destroy his True Buddha Temple.
And now they are on the verge of crisis. Although the people from the sect came to the sects for that person, they did not know that person's existence made the Buddha's light appear. But once they came, many things would not be hidden and ignored at that time.
Are they in conflict with the one behind Huang San? With the arrogance of the powerful sect, they would not investigate carefully because of a few lamas.
This was not only thought of by the head of the Hongpao, but many people present.
The next moment someone spoke: "Since you are dead, why don't the head master give it a try? It won't be cut off from the thousand-year inheritance of the True Buddha Temple in our hands!"
"This is a bad thing! This disaster has nothing to do with my True Buddha Temple. In fact, as long as we hand over the two in the hall, we may be grateful to me in the sects. How could we take action against my True Buddha Temple because of a small loss?"
"Just! If that person is really here and destroys my true Buddhist temple in anger, then you are a sinner forever!" Someone hurriedly refuted, thinking of that person's cruelty, he often destroys all the people, and the lives of tens of thousands of surnames of the Shenzong are destined to kill tens of thousands of people.
Turning into ashes makes people feel heartbroken.
Everyone had thought about the fact that Wu Liang was injured, otherwise the other party would not have come to the True Buddha Temple to use the power of True Buddha to heal the wounds.
But they didn't know how much he was injured and whether he had the power to fight. Even if this supreme power was only a little bit left, it was not their innate and a new master.
What a warrior can provoke.
So even though I guessed that Wu Liang was hurt, no one on the field wanted to try to capture the other party. Just kidding, even a monk doesn't mean he's really tired of living. Who is idle and wants to die?
Many lamas have been making a fuss about each other for a while, but there is no fairy spirit that monks don’t mess with the dust.
However, it is related to the thousand-year inheritance of the True Buddha Temple, and the fate of nearly a hundred people in the temple, it is understandable that these monks abandon their demeanor.
After a while, everyone still couldn't make up their minds. For a moment, everyone turned their attention to the head of the Red Painting.
The Hongpao Master's expression remained unchanged, and he looked around everyone lightly, and after a long time, he sighed softly: "Do you think we have other ways to choose from?"
The previous discussion was just to give everyone a chance to convince themselves. In fact, both the Red Robe Master and the Old Monk knew very well that the only way they could choose was.
For hundreds of years, there has been no Buddha light in the Western Xinjiang area. However, these Buddhist temples with Buddha light soon disappeared into the long river of history without exception.
People from other places do not pay attention to Western Xinjiang and do not know these hidden secrets. However, as the host of the True Buddhist Temples in Western Xinjiang, how could Hongpao not know the outcome of those Buddhist temples?
All the Buddhist temples were destroyed by others, leaving no grass behind!
Moreover, the time for each time it is not too long. From the appearance of Buddha's light to the silence of the Buddhist temple, it is generally within three days.
These people took action in a straightforward manner, with countless strong people. Whether it is the sect that scattered across the Western Xinjiang hundreds of years ago or the newly rising Buddhist temple sect, as long as the Buddha light appears, they will definitely not escape the clutches of these people.
Whether it is surrender or prayer, the final result of those Buddhist temples is that there is no grass growing and no chicken or dog staying!
Although everyone doesn't know what these people are and why they attack these Buddhist temples where Buddha light appears, they are not fools. Today's martial arts world has the ability, motivation, and perseverance for hundreds of years, except
Who else can there be those sects that have been immortal for thousands of years?
Although the head of the Hongpao Sect was unwilling to step into the vortex of the True Buddhist Temple, he had no choice at this time. With the ruthless means of the strong sects and the killing of all the Buddhists and Taoists, he not only relied on the main hall.
What else can the person inside do?
I felt a little unwilling to accept it. The disaster was originally brought by that person, but the head of the Hongpao still remembered that the martial arts world was originally a world of strong people, and the weak were not qualified to be unwilling to accept it.
"My junior brothers, don't fight again. The Buddha's light is restrained. That person should be over. Since it cannot be changed, then go and pay a visit to this master."
"Respect the order of the head!"
Everyone answered in unison, some people had a hint of relaxation on their faces, while others were frowning, and a strong sense of worry flashed across their faces.
...
"Master, are you doing this?" Huang San burst into tears in excitement. Is Mr. Wu going to recover? Is his third master finally going to be liberated!
Just as the people in the True Buddha Temple saw the Buddha's light convergence, Wu Liang gradually subsided.
The originally dim and yellow white bones are now golden and shining. The dozen ribs missing on the chest are reborn again, and even their legs and right arm are born.
However, the bones on the legs and hands are the same as those on the body, no longer have that ray of purple light, and they are only ordinary bones.
The fairy bones have been destroyed. If you want to rebirth again, unless Wu Liang can revive all the fairy bones in other parts, it will be difficult to revive the fairy bones twice.
However, being able to recover to his current state was beyond Wu Liang's expectations. Naturally, he would not be demanding anymore. He heard Huang San's inquiry, and the golden skull shook for a while, "It's been a long time, now it's just the beginning. I want to
If you have completely recovered, you can only run around Western Xinjiang by 30%."
Not every temple will have the power of vows, nor will the power of every temple be as sufficient as the real Buddhist temple.
This time, he not only restored his bones, but also strengthened his divine consciousness dozens of times. That is because the True Buddha Temple is very famous in Western Xinjiang. The True Buddha worshipped by the True Buddha Temple is also a Buddha of countless Western Xinjiang who has accumulated over hundreds of years.
Of course, the power of will is not comparable to other temples.
And the ones who dare to say that they can surpass the True Buddha Temple in Western Xinjiang are probably not very hopeful of other temples except the magnificent temple on the Tianshan Mountains.
However, he is not able to covet the giant temple of Tianshan for the time being, not only because there are rumors that there are peerless powerful people in the Tianshan Temple, but more importantly, he can't stand the powerful power of his current wishes now.
Huang San was a little disappointed when he heard this, but this disappointment soon collapsed with Wu Liang's next sentence, and Huang San's face showed an extremely happy look.
"Although I haven't recovered yet, now my divine consciousness is small, I'm afraid no one can do anything to me under the Three Flowers!"
Of course, half of this sentence made Huang San happy were not said, that was that others could not do anything to Wu Liang, but they could deal with Huang San.
His divine thoughts are born, and he has not used much, and his operation is stagnant. If he really meets a strong master, Wu Liang's only choice is to run away. He is not capable of protecting Huang San in this situation.
Guy.
I don’t know if Mr. Huang is stupid or didn’t expect this at all. He didn’t think much about Wu Liang’s words, but said happily: “Master, you’ve just sucked a family so well, why don’t we?
You might as well suck all the three hundred Buddhist temples in the western Xinjiang. By then, you will not be more than ten times more powerful than when you were in full bloom before."
"You are so beautiful!" Wu Liang snorted, thinking that it was so beautiful. Not to mention whether other families have the will or not, the key is that the more powerful this strength goes, the greater the consumption.
The wish that could have allowed him to break through the Three Flowers in one fell swoop may be difficult for him to restore one percent of his strength after he broke through the Three Flowers.
In Wu Liang's plan, he could not stay in Xijiang for a long time. At most, he would have to go to a few temples that were not inferior to those of the True Buddha Temple. As for those small temples, it would have been fine if he didn't go to them.
As he was talking to Huang San, Wu Liang's fleshless cheeks suddenly moved, and he took out a black coat that had been prepared long ago from Huang San's storage ring and put it on.
From head to toe, I wrapped my whole body around me, at least I couldn't see anything from the outside, so I felt that the person in the coat had lost weight.
Only then did Wu Liang feel that he finally looked like a human being, and he immediately smiled and said, "Huang San, can you tell it?"
Huang San shook his head quickly. If he hadn't known the inside story, he wouldn't have imagined that the body wrapped in black would have been a white bone.
"World-Honored, I am disturbing you!"
As he was talking, a loud Zen singing suddenly came from outside the hall.
In just one short sentence, it was like a big bell. Huang San was hypnotized by this gentle greeting. He showed a foolish smile on his face and looked out of the hall blankly, as if there was heaven ahead.
Wu Liang didn't care. Now he was in a very good mood and didn't mind the old monk's temptation.
"Old monk, come in."
Wu Liang's voice is gentle, not as aggressive as the legend, nor is it as the rumored viciousness.
However, it was this gentle voice that reached the ears of the people outside the hall, but it was like the sound of nature. The Red Robe Masters felt that they had entered the Western Paradise, and there was a Buddha with a golden body preaching in front of them.
Explain the true meaning of Buddhism.
The red robed sect's face changed repeatedly, as if immersed in it, and seemed to be alone in the world. After a long time, he sighed: "The Buddha's teachings are clear, and we are not as good as us!"
As he said that, the head of the Hongpao gave up the fellow disciples who were still immersed in fantasy and stepped straight into the hall.
When the first time I entered the hall, the Hongpao Master was not Wu Liang or Huang San, but the broken golden-body Buddha statue in the middle of the hall, with a hint of sadness on his face.
The golden body is broken, even if the real Buddhist temple is not destroyed, I am afraid that I will not be able to reach the Western Paradise.
After seeing the golden body, the red robe's head gaze swept towards Wu Liang's black robe. A strange color appeared in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared. He clasped his hands at Wu Liang and said, "World Master, good."
Wu Liang returned the gift and chuckled, "I dare not, this time I caused a lot of trouble for the great monk, and I will be the monk Wu Moujing."
The term "master monk" is not a derogatory meaning. In Buddhism, whether it is the Buddhist sect in Western Xinjiang or the Chinese Buddhism, the lama monks who can be called master monks are all masters in Buddhism.
The Red-robed Master of the True Buddha Temple is not a great monk. This great monk not only needs to be mastered by Buddhist scriptures, but nowadays, what is more important is cultivation.
Although the head of the Red Pao Sect has just entered the Grandmaster, it has not reached the peak of the Grandmaster. Being called a great monk should be considered as Wu Liang.
However, the head of the Hongpao Sect was not happy. Hearing Wu Liang's words, the head of the Hongpao Sect said helplessly: "World-Honored One, what you have caused to the little monk is not a small trouble, but a difficulty in destroying the sect. I hope it will be
The Venerable has mercy on me and save the three hundred pagodas in the Buddhist temple.”
Wu Liang was silent and laughed dryly for a while, "The great monk was joking. Now Wu destroyed the golden body of the temple. The next time he said, "I will definitely recast the golden body for your true Buddha."
"No, don't the Venerable Master know that the thirty-six sects are the thirty-five sects that will never tolerate the Buddha's light?" The head of the Hongpao looked happy and sad, and said with complex eyes: "This is the true Buddha's name.
We are honored to give it to the Lord, but the disaster of the sect arose because of the Lord. I hope the Lord will pity him.”
Wu Liang's face changed slightly. This sect could not even tolerate the Buddha's light. Could it be that after so many years, these people still don't worry about the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism?
Thousands of years ago, the two paths of immortals and Buddhas were extinguished, and the rules of heaven and earth were changing. The world was no longer suitable for Buddhist monks. Those warriors were still so careful. Do you really want to completely extinguish the two paths of immortals and Buddhas in the long river of history?
These thoughts instantly came from Wu Liang's mind, and at this moment Wu Liang also knew why these lamas looked sad and sad.
I originally thought it was because I destroyed their true Buddha golden body, but when I thought that these people even guessed their identities, I naturally would not express my complaints in front of me.
But this makes me a little trouble. If my strength is not damaged, he doesn't mind taking over this for Zhen Buddhist Temple, after all, it was his own fault.
But now he is full of concerns. With his current appearance, let alone fighting Sanhua, even ordinary masters will be equally good. If reinforcements come, I will probably be dismantled into a bone.
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Wu Liang's face changed but was not known to the Hongpao Master. Seeing that Wu Liang was silent, the Hongpao Master looked even more sad and sighed: "Since the Venerable does not want to show up, I will not expect it, but
I hope the Venerable will pity my Buddhist temple and leave a foundation for preaching for my Buddhist temple.”
Wu Liang smiled bitterly. The old monk said it nicely, but after all, he was still afraid that he would ignore it.
He had really had these ideas before. After all, he is now full of dangers and the situation is not good, and he has more important things to do.
But now that the old monk said this, if he didn't care, then the queen would be really uneasy.
After all, the Buddhist temples I will go to next are not one or two. If these people die because of themselves, even if they recover their strength, they will leave cracks in their hearts.
Sighing, Wu Liang shook his head helplessly and said lightly: "Since the monk said that, Wu naturally would not be such an ungrateful person. However, Wu said that Wu was seriously injured and almost died. Now he has the strength.
One out of ten is not left. If the other party has a strong man that Wu is not sure to deal with, the great monk should not blame Wu.”
Although he had already expected that Wu Liang was injured, he heard Wu Liang admit it in person, and even the dignity of a strong man could be abandoned, the head of the Red Painting immediately realized that he might have underestimated Wu Liang's injury.
The head of the Hongpao School felt worried and happy, and forgot to speak for a while. It was not until Huang San and others around him woke up that the monk said softly: "It's good that the Venerable is willing. I am grateful to the Venerable for the True Buddhist Temple.
Of."
After the words came, the monk didn't say much or ask, and didn't even mention the thought of looking at Wu Liang. He turned around and left the hall with many monks who were still confused.
As soon as the monk left, Huang San immediately exclaimed: "Master, why did you reveal your identity?"
Now they are full of dangers. Once the enemy knows their whereabouts, they will be a life-and-death life. Huang San does not understand why Wu Liang wanted to reveal his identity to a strange lama.
Wu Liang snorted lightly and said angrily: "Do you think you can hide it if you don't admit it? They have guessed it long ago, and now they are just here to confirm it. It would be fine if I reveal my identity openly, but if I was sneaky, I wouldn't
If you dare to reveal your identity, you may be kind and happy just now, and you will be a thunderous attack later."
"They... dare not..."
Huang San said this and he was also nervous. He had been dealing with this person from Western Xinjiang for the first time, so who knew what surname they had?
Not to mention Western Xinjiang, even in Middle Earth, are there fewer people who take advantage of the situation?
How many people were dependent on the Huang family in the past? But in the end, who could the Huang family rely on? (To be continued.)