There is also a string of rosary beads hanging on his neck. There are one hundred and eight rosary beads in different colors. Some are as bright as topaz, and some are as clear as emerald. They are all shining with various magical auras.
At this time, his hand was on the rosary beads, flicking them one by one, revealing a strong sense of Buddha-nature and Zen from the inside out, and the surface was as calm as an ancient well.
But suddenly, he felt as if his heartstrings were beating a little, and the fingers that were playing the rosary suddenly stopped, and then he chanted the name of the Buddha: "Amitabha!"
There was actually a tremor in his voice.
At this time, a middle-aged monk wearing a gorgeous purple robe appeared from behind him and said softly: "Abbot!"
It turns out that this man wearing a golden-red cassock is actually the abbot master of Shifang Jungle: Master Duyuan!
Master Du Yuan did not turn around, but simply said: "There is a secret treasure that originally belonged to our Shifang Jungle, but its aura has been leaked, but it has been obtained by others."
He paused and said calmly: "Go and ask someone to bring that thing back."
When he said this, he had a matter-of-fact look on his face, as if the thing was originally theirs, full of dominance and a sense of matter-of-factness.
That is an attitude that whatever I like is mine!
The thing in his mouth is naturally the skeleton of the Buddha dragon.
Behind him, the purple-robed monk was not surprised at all, and said matter-of-factly: "Okay, then, the disciple will arrange for someone to get that thing back!"
His face was very dignified and solemn, but there was a cunning, philistine, and shrewdness in his eyes.
"I wonder if Master Abbot can tell me the specific location of the rare treasure?"
"In the Tianyuan Dynasty." Master Duyuan said slowly.
"Oh? In the Tianyuan Dynasty?" The purple-robed monk frowned and said softly: "It turns out that it is in a remote place in a poor country."
"Most of our Shifang Jungle disciples are here in the Zhongzhou region. Almost no one will go to the Tianyuan Dynasty in the barbarian land to the east. Those remote areas are really..."
In one sentence, he mentioned the remote countryside twice. If people from the Tianyuan Dynasty heard this, they would be extremely angry.
A great and prominent empire like the Tianyuan Dynasty spanned 80 million miles, but in their eyes, it was just a remote country, a place they didn't even bother to go to?
But actually, this is what it is.
The Shifang Jungle is located in the center of the Dragon Vein Continent. Compared with the Shifang Jungle, the Tianyuan Dynasty is an out-and-out remote place!
Both the Abbot Master Du Yuan and the first Master Fang Zheng of Luohan Hall feel this way.
Master Fang Zheng showed a look of embarrassment on his face and said softly: "The Tianyuan Dynasty is 970 million miles away from our Shifang Jungle. If we send strong troops to rush there, it will take half a year to get there. Then we still need to surpass King Wu.
Only a strong player in this realm can do it.”
"If it is an ordinary disciple, it will take more time!"
"This disciple is not afraid of trouble, but he is just afraid that when we get there, things will change."
"Are you at your wits' end?" Master Duyuan said softly, with a calm tone, but the purple-robed monk Fang Zheng was already sweating profusely from his forehead.
He suddenly said softly: "Disciple, remember, there really is such a disciple."
He said: "Five years ago, Master Nephew Kong Wen accepted a disciple, a third-class novice monk in white. After he accepted this disciple, he let him go on a long journey."
"A month ago, when the disciple was checking the directions of the soul fires of all the monks in the Luohan Hall, he found that he had gone to the Tianyuan Dynasty. It was just right to have him there."
Master Du Yuan said calmly: "Is this a third-class novice monk? Although he is the lowest disciple in our Shifang Jungle and can only serve tea and pour water and clean the courtyard, killing that person should be enough."
"Send him a summons immediately and ask him to bring the secret treasure back within half a year."
"Yes!" Master Fangzheng quickly nodded in agreement.
Master Duyuan said slowly: "Everything related to Buddhism in this world belongs to our Shifang Jungle. If anyone wants to take it away, then he will be saved!"
A smile appeared on Master Fang Zheng's lips, he nodded and said, "Uncle Abbot said yes!"
And almost at the same moment, in a certain dark space.
This dark space seemed like a palace, and in that space, there were wisps of flames like flames floating everywhere.
Some of the flames are strong, some are weak, and if you look carefully, you will find what kind of flames they are. Each flame seems to be wrapped in a person.
And that person was currently writhing in the flames. His face and body were reflected in the flames from time to time. It let out shrill screams, its face was distorted, and it was in extreme pain!
It turned out that what was sealed in the flames was actually souls one by one.
This flame seemed weak, but in fact it was extremely powerful. It was constantly burning, burning their souls, and causing them extreme pain.
And their souls became weaker and weaker under the scorching flames, and the hall was filled with shrill screams, like ghosts.
At this moment, suddenly, a long sigh came from deep in the hall.
Following this long sigh, a ghost-like shadow suddenly appeared.
The shape of this ghost-like shadow could not be seen clearly. It was like a ghost, its speed was extremely fast, its aura was obscure, but it was extremely huge.
The owner of the sighing voice said slowly: "The body of hatred appears again one day. Go and get rid of it."
"Yes!" The ghostly shadow made a dry and hoarse voice, responded briefly, and left quickly!
After he left, another long sigh sounded deep in the hall!
At the foot of the mountain, everyone in the Xu family was still waiting.
Maybe they had waited for seven or eight days, which was a bit long, so they simply set up tents.
At this time, a bonfire was lit in the middle of several tents, and several monster beasts were grilled on it. The outer skin had been roasted until it turned yellow and cracked, and there was grease dripping from the inside. The fragrance was overflowing, and you could smell it.
It makes people excited.
Everyone in the Xu family was sitting around the campfire, talking and laughing.
They looked at the mountain, with a look of anticipation on their faces, but they were not nervous at all. On the contrary, they looked very relaxed.
Everyone was joking with each other there, and bursts of cheerful laughter broke out from time to time: "Why haven't the ancestors and the others come back yet?"
"Haha, isn't this normal? After all, this ruins is so huge, it is very difficult to find two people, and it will still take a while to search."
