Lin Fan saw this Great Qin Killer God, a wise man Zilu, looking nervous because of the start of school tomorrow, and he didn't know what to say at the moment.
I hope their teachers can withstand the pressure...
Immediately, Lin Fan took Bai Qi to find the compassionate junior brother.
What surprised Lin Fan was...
"This child is only eight years old?" Lin Fan looked at the little bald man walking not far away in surprise and asked the abbot in front of him.
The abbot nodded: "Eight years old!"
For a moment, Lin Fan was speechless when he saw the little monk who was less than 1.5 meters tall.
"Otherwise, forget it." Lin Fan said to the abbot, "Although the gods have come, Daxia will not want an eight-year-old child to go..."
"Don't look down on my disciple, he is the reincarnation of a spiritual Buddha." The abbot smiled.
The young monk hid behind the abbot, looked at Lin Fan with some fear, and said with red eyes: "My senior brother..."
"Little Chanzi, don't be afraid." The abbot smiled, "You are the reincarnation of a spiritual Buddha."
"Afraid!"
Lin Fan sighed: "Why don't we forget about it and let him set foot on the battlefield in a few years..."
The abbot suddenly slapped the young monk with his palm. The palm was powerful and heavy, and the Buddha's light shone brightly!
But at that moment when the palm was about to fall!
"Buzz!"
The bright Buddha light burst out from the body of the young monk, and there was a faint chirping of a golden cicada in the Buddha light!
The golden cicada shuddered and turned into a monk in white.
An evil spirit rises into the sky!
That's right, evil spirit!
The overwhelming evil spirit!
The white monk's clothes instantly shattered, revealing the strong muscles underneath and the nine-patterned dragon tattooed on his shoulders.
He has a strong back and strong waist, a bald head and tattoos, and he is carrying a huge nine-ring tin staff on his shoulder with one hand!
There was a cigarette in his mouth!
There is some compassion there!
Those tiger eyes are full of murderous intent!
The bald monk just raised his head and glanced up. In an instant, the abbot of the semi-god realm flew backwards, as if he had been hit hard!
"Buzz!"
The swastika seal condensed on the soles of his feet, and the abbot barely managed to stop himself.
Lin Fan's eyes widened: "The eleventh life of Jin Chan!"
Golden Cicada Eleven!
In the future, the famous Daxia Demonic Monk!
But now he is just a little monk!
The terrifying power in his body made Lin Fan's Shura hands tremble slightly, and even the ghosts and gods felt the pressure!
The reincarnated spiritual Buddha of Jin Chanzi!
"Master, I'm afraid!" The young monk ran behind the abbot who was knocked back by him, and hugged the abbot's thigh.
"Everyone, you should have seen this." The abbot touched the young monk's head and whispered: "My disciple is timid. That's why Mercy and I didn't let him set foot on the battlefield before."
"But, if we really want to fight... I am no match for you."
"He has unimaginable Buddha energy in his body, and he was born with a golden body."
"I just don't know why, but the golden cicada's phantom is different from the legendary golden cicada..."
The legendary Golden Chanzi was a Buddha in ten lives and had a compassionate heart.
But that golden cicada dharma body is filled with murderous intent!
Lin Fan understood.
Golden Cicada Eleven!
Extremely evil monk!
As the saying goes, everything must turn to its extreme. The golden cicada was a Buddha for ten lives and was extremely good and beautiful. But in this life, the golden cicada who died of the gods returned again and turned out to be a very evil demon monk!
It's just that the reincarnated golden body hasn't awakened yet, so the child is still a little scared at this time.
"Compassion, no wonder you value him." Lin Fan looked at the reincarnated spiritual Buddha and suddenly said: "I know you don't want to step into the battlefield."
"But, your compassionate brother can't come back."
"If you don't step into the battlefield, sooner or later, more and more people will be unable to come back."
"Your master will also disappear, your senior brothers will disappear, and when that day comes, those who protect you will disappear."
"I can understand that you are afraid. But you still have the power to choose now."
Lin Fan handed over the relics left by the compassionate master: "Watch them disappear, or fight for them."
"Senior Brother Compassion..."
When the little cicada heard these two words, she trembled slightly and looked at the abbot.
The abbot nodded slightly: "Amitabha, the answer lies in your heart."
After looking at her master and the senior brother behind her, Xiao Chanzi suppressed the fear in her heart and slowly picked up the relic.
Just a moment.
"Buzz!"
Relics, Buddha’s light is endless!
A huge "卍" character was revealed.
That is the Buddhist aura left behind by Compassion before his death!
The Buddha's energy is enough to make a person become a Buddha on the spot!
The little cicada was bathing in the Buddha's aura. The billowing Buddha's aura that could burst the body of an ordinary person actually put no pressure on him and merged directly into his body!
"Buzz!"
"Buzz!"
The little cicada seemed to have no resistance, and its aura kept rising. The terrifying Buddha aura turned into Buddha light, which was dazzling!
Become a god!
level one!
Two levels!
Heading straight to the fifth level peak, the golden body is about to solidify!
He is a reincarnated spiritual Buddha, so the infusion of such huge Buddha energy will naturally not burst him, let alone put any pressure on him.
The figure of the Compassionate Master appeared in the Buddha's light, gently caressed the little cicada's head, and wiped the corners of the little monk's eyes, as if making a handover.
For a while.
Seeing that figure, Bai Qi's eyes turned red: "Pity!"
After a long time, the Buddha's light slowly dissipated, and the figure finally disappeared.
The little cicada actually jumped directly to the peak of the fifth level in one step, only half a step away from re-consolidating the golden body, and the golden cicada returned!
"Amitabha, my disciple Ben Ming's Buddhist attainments are indeed very strong..." The abbot said complexly: "Xiaochanzi, you are now the number one person in my Buddhist sect."
This is a Buddhist spiritual Buddha created by compassion throughout his life!
This is the handover of Buddhism, senior brother is dead, junior brother enters!
In the great summer, for five thousand years, Buddhism has indeed been able to escape from the world before disasters, but when the danger of destroying everything comes, even the qualification to survive will be deprived.
Then, even the peaceful Buddhist sects are all standing on the Great Wall!
Protect the country with all your strength!
Not just Buddhists, everyone will risk their lives!
"Master, I'm still afraid!"
The little cicada was hugged to the abbot's lap again.
Abbot: "..."
"Congratulations to Buddhism for having another patron saint," Lin Fan clasped his hands to the abbot: "From tomorrow, he will be included in the order of patron saints and fight alongside me."
"Please rest assured, abbot, we will definitely protect him. We will never let Compassion down, and we will never let Compassion happen again."
Having said this, Lin Fan sighed.
Bai Qi looked at the young monk, his eyes filled with tenderness, and smiled: "Hey, I'm so scared, don't worry, I will never let you die in front of me!"
"Uncle Weird!" The young monk looked at Bai Qi's ferocious smile and was so frightened that he hid behind the abbot even more.
Bai Qi: "..."
After giving up his last wish of compassion, Lin Fan put down the stone in his heart, said goodbye to the abbot, and walked out of the Buddhist camp with Bai Qi.
It was rare for Bai Qi to have some short-term relaxation and relax his mind after the death of Compassion.
The alcohol I drank before was a bit strong, so I immediately said: "Everything is done, I'm going to go back to sleep first."
"Yes." Lin Fan nodded: "I have to go find Gong Shuming. You can go back and sleep."
"By the way, get up early. There will be something for you to attend at eight o'clock tomorrow morning."
"What's the matter?" Bai Qi was stunned.
"State funeral."
Hearing these two words, Bai Qi thought of those dead brothers and the compassion of those who died in front of his eyes, and nodded with a slightly serious expression: "We will definitely be there!"
In fact, it’s not just a state funeral.
Because, tomorrow, Lin Fan will reveal the details of the third coming of the gods to the world.
That will also be the swearing-in meeting for Daxia’s third defensive battle!
