Through the open door of the main hall, you can see the sky outside is covered with dark clouds, the wind is raging, and there is faint thunder shining in the distance. It seems that the last thunderstorm from summer to autumn is here.
However, among the three hundred and sixty-eight monks in the temple, not a single pair of eyes saw this scene.
All the monks, regardless of whether they were tall or short, fat or thin, whether they were sitting in front or behind, far or near, all stretched their necks to look at the spiritual charm on the colorful glazed platform above, without feeling sore in their necks.
"Rumble..."
A thunderbolt exploded overhead.
The monks in the temple walked in separate lanes, depending on the depth of Buddhism. Some remained unmoved and continued to stare longingly at the watery aura on the colorful glazed platform above. Some were still a little afraid of the power of God, so they would tremble subconsciously.
, but even though his whole body was shaking, he refused to look away at all.
Some were even mumbling scriptures, but this seemed to have become a subconscious behavior, and it did not affect them at all from focusing all their attention on the treasure in front of them.
It seems that just looking at it is already a great joy and satisfaction, and there is no greater happiness in the world than this.
Everyone moves the same way.
The scene was a little strange for a moment.
The sound of rain gradually became clearer.
Until there was a bang at the door.
A tall, middle-aged figure, also wearing a monk's robe, stumbled in. His face was originally full of panic and eagerness, but as soon as he stepped across the threshold and steadied his body, he saw the figure on the colorful six-mile platform above.
Fang Shuixing's spirit suddenly became a little sluggish.
Fortunately, there were still some people in the palace who were not deeply addicted, or who still maintained some sense. They were disturbed by him and reluctantly looked back from above. Then they became angry and scolded:
"Why did you get in?"
"Where is this place for you to come?"
"You can also see the treasure?"
"What happened? Report it quickly!"
The yellow-robed monk below who had just entered was startled, and then he remembered his purpose, and stammered: "Reporting to the World Honored One and all Bodhisattva Arhats, a practitioner broke in outside the mountain. He was the one I saw that night.
A Taoist named Dayan is probably here to steal our treasure!"
"Steal the treasure?"
Everyone in the palace was shocked and woke up one after another.
"Who wants to steal the treasure?"
"Where are the treasure robbers?"
"Who dares?"
The hall was extremely noisy for a while.
All eyes were fixed on the new monk.
"Reporting to the World Honored One and all Arhat Bodhisattvas, that Taoist is only ten miles away from here. Many brothers and sisters tried to stop him, but they couldn't stop him." The monk said in a panic, but he still couldn't help but turn his gaze.
He cast his gaze upwards, and every time he glanced at Ling Yun, he would be stunned for a moment, "I would also like to ask the World Honored One and all the Bodhisattvas and Arhats to take a look."
"Go and see! Who is going?"
"Senior brother, please go!"
"Go away, I'm guarding the treasure here!"
"I also want to guard the treasure!"
"The Lord has decided! Listen to the Lord!"
"World Honored One!"
The monks all looked at the pot-bellied monk at the top.
But the pot-bellied monk only focused on Ling Yun and said without raising his head: "There are so many young men who can't stop me. He is really capable, so please invite the envoys to go with him!"
"Then I'll wait..."
"Those who went there that night worked hard. You don't have to go this time. You can view the treasures with me here!"
"yes……"
The more than a hundred yellow-robed monks sitting at the bottom were full of reluctance, but they were even more unwilling to let that Taoist come here to take away the treasure, and they did not dare to disobey the "World Honored One"'s will, so they all stood up and turned around with difficulty.
I left at a very fast pace. As I walked, I felt like I was walking on the wind, wanting to go back as quickly as possible.
The monk who reported the news retreated to a corner. He wanted to stay here and take a closer look at this treasure of heaven and earth, but he was also discovered and kicked out.
"Boom!"
The thunder outside became more and more harsh.
The sound of rain also became louder and louder.
Probably less than a quarter of an hour passed——
"Plop!"
The monk who reported the news came back again. At this time, he was soaked to the skin and stuck to his body, outlining his strong body and muscle outline. However, he became even more panicked. He could not even walk steadily and tripped over the threshold.
He rushed in and lay down on the floor of the hall, leaving a wet patch behind.
"Go back, report back to the World Honored One and all the Bodhisattvas and Arhats. More than a hundred envoys have gone, but they can't stop him. Now he is only five miles away from the big temple!"
Everyone in the palace was shocked when they heard this.
"How could this be?"
"Even if he is very powerful, it is impossible that more than a hundred envoys can't stop him!"
"I heard he still has treasures on him!"
"Is it the treasure that melts black ice?"
"What should I do now?"
Everyone became impatient and talked about it.
The monk who reported the news was waiting below, stretching his neck, staring longingly at the aura on the glass platform above, enjoying a moment of bliss.
The pot-bellied monk also stared at Lingyun and continued without raising his head: "In that case, please invite the Arhats to go with you."
"yes……"
More than a hundred monks stood up.
Some turned around in a circle and used their escape skills to disappear. Some waved their sleeves and turned into a gust of yellow wind and rushed out. They were actually quite capable.
"Rumble..."
The thunder was getting closer and closer, and there was a suffocating sense of oppression.
The rain made the roof of the temple rattle, water formed columns under the eaves, and the water on the rain bell flowed straight down, causing the bell to sway and make a tinkling sound.
Some panic began to fill the hall, but there were still many people who only focused on the treasure above, regardless of the wind and rain outside, or the Taoist priest approaching them.
"Bang..."
The wind blew the door, slamming it hard.
The rain outside was also blown in.
Also blown in by the wind was a frightened messenger monk.
"Oh no!"
This time, the monk who reported the message did not even immediately set his sights on the treasure on the glazed platform above. He stumbled in and could not stand firmly. He suddenly fell to his knees and was greeted by angry or questioning eyes from four directions.
The look in his eyes made him tremble even more:
"Report! Even the Arhats can't stop him. Now he is only two miles away from here!"
"..."
The palace was quiet for a moment.
Everyone was shocked and looked at each other.
"How can it be?"
"Don't make a false alarm!"
"The Arhats are all profound in their spiritual conduct, powerful in magic, have their own abilities, and there are so many of them. How can they not stop him?"
"this……"
The monk who reported the news just lay on the ground, shivering.
The monks knew that this was not a false alarm.
Indeed, a person with great magic power and supernatural powers came to us.
I couldn't help but open my eyes wide for a moment.
Especially the great monks who had been outside Jade City that night and had seen the Taoist priest. At this time, the Taoist figure all appeared in their minds, and they could not help but construct a picture of a young Taoist holding a hand in the thunderstorm mountains.
In the scene of coming in the rain with a bamboo stick, more than a hundred messengers never stopped his progress, and more than a hundred Arhats never stopped him.
The monks immediately looked to the top again.
But I saw the extremely obese monk, whose waist diameter was comparable to his height, and all the fat was slumped on the seat. He waved his hands and said: "All Bodhisattvas will go..."
"this……"
Facing this order without thinking at all, many monks looked at each other and couldn't help but say: "Your Majesty, the Supreme Being, that man is from Dayan. I'm afraid he is very powerful. For the sake of the treasure, we would like to ask the Supreme Honored One to come with us."
Come and take a look for yourself.”
The phrase "for the treasure" moved the pot-bellied monk.
The pot-bellied monk hesitated, and finally took his eyes away from the aura of water for the first time, and looked outside. He saw the sky full of wind, rain, and thunder, but he still couldn't bear to leave.
"Bring me my precious incense burner!"
The big-bellied monk said this, his voice was like thunder.
Immediately, a monk turned into the wind and left.
Just a few breaths later, there was a mahogany table on the high platform. On the table was a pure gold exquisite incense burner. The pot-bellied monk twisted three sticks of fine incense and lit it.
It was an incense stick that was thin enough to be inserted into the ear. Under his extraordinarily fat and thick palm, it was as thin as a hair. And as he inserted the incense stick into the incense burner, there was no movement at all.
The golden incense burner suddenly glowed with golden light, and then the red dots of fine incense burned from top to bottom in an instant, leaving only a thick smoke.
The thick smoke condenses in the air and does not disperse. If the wind blows into the temple, it will only change its shape and cannot be blown away.
The golden light of the incense burner below shines.
Light and shadow flickered in the thick smoke above.
Light and shadow create a picture, gradually turning from blurry to clear, showing a mountain forest under heavy rain——
Dark clouds blocked the light, and the rain and fog were hazy, making the sky and the earth dim. But in this dim and turbid sky and earth, under the dark clouds, there was a black figure crossing the rain curtain like lightning. There was also a little girl riding a tiger below.
She ran wildly, surrounded by wolves and tigers, and monsters and stone giants walked with her, fighting through the wind and rain with her.
The picture presented at this time was very intense.
There are other figures running wildly in the surrounding dense forest. They are monsters belonging to this world. They have either transformed into humans and wore monk robes, or transformed into their true bodies. Some have gathered from a distance to intercept them, and some have chased them from behind.
Some of them gathered in front to block, and some suddenly rushed out of the dense forest to attack.
However, the wings of swallows can not only cut through the wind and rain, but can also connect the thunder of heaven and earth during flight.
At this time, it was already a stormy day, and the sky was filled with thunder that was in urgent need of release. He was flying freely in the sky with great dexterity. Whenever he saw a demon, he almost only needed to flick it and point in any direction. The dark clouds above his head were as black as ink.
Then there came down a bright and dazzling thunder, and with a roar, the demon who came to stop him fell to the ground, smoking, and stopped moving forward.
At the same time, the collisions on the ground in the mountains and forests have not stopped, and are even more violent.
The girl rides a tiger and runs wildly back and forth, commanding the tiger, wolf, and monsters.
Frequently, a pack of wolves rush forward without caring about life and death, overwhelming a great monk. Sometimes a tiger roars and collides with a demon with the power of a tiger.
If there is a monster monk who is more advanced in spiritual practice and breaks through the siege of wolves and the attack of tigers, a stone giant more than ten feet tall will collide with him, tearing up the mud and water and breaking branches.
There are also huge black bears, wild boars and green cows rushing over. The black bear can slap a "messenger" to death with one slap. The wild boar and green cow only need to lower their heads and bump into each other, and they will see silhouettes flying into the sky, all of a sudden from the jungle.
It flew out of the treetops and then fell down again.
It is a collision of forces and a brutal competition.
Even if a monster uses magic to get through the many protection circles, it can't hide it from the girl riding a tiger. At most, if she rides a tiger back, a ball of real fire will burn her half to death.
At the back of the screen, a Taoist priest comes with a staff.
Compared to the fierce and manic scene in front of him, the Taoist at this time seemed particularly quiet and calm.
The Taoist came with a bay-red horse and a staff through the rain, his steps unchanged, but none of the countless monsters in the mountains, their so-called "messengers" and "arhats", seemed to have never seen him.
All the demons in the palace were stunned.
"..."
The Taoist stepped on a splash of water, then stopped and looked up at the sky.
A picture appeared in the thick smoke of the incense burner in the temple. The perspective of many monks was slightly downward from a distant height. At this time, the Taoist raised his head and looked as if he met their eyes - there was a hint of emotion in those eyes.
Extremely calm, even though I knew he was still two miles away, separated by the rain curtain and the incense burner, I still felt like I was seen by him.
"Snapped……"
A crisp sound.
It's like the sound of a Taoist treading water.
But the incense burner itself does not emit sound, only images.
Everyone followed the sound and looked over, only to find that a crack had exploded on the incense burner.
"Kacha..."
The cracks expand rapidly.
A dazzling golden light emitted from the enlarging cracks, but as the cracks spread all over the body of the incense burner, all the golden light suddenly dissipated and was replaced by a clanking sound.
The incense burner actually broke into pieces and fell on the table.
"call……"
A moist wind blew in outside the window, blowing away the smoke above the incense burner. From the last scene, many monks saw that the Taoist seemed to be approaching the foot of the temple.
"what to do?"
"This man is so powerful!"
"As expected of Dayan!"
"What should I do?"
Everyone in the palace became nervous.
But I only heard a sound from above——
"Why panic?"
It is like thunder, with its own rolling echoes.
The hearts of many monks immediately calmed down, and they just sat down each with their faces carefully and calmly. For a moment, they seemed like real eminent monks or Buddhas in heaven.
"Go get the treasure! Face the enemy together!"
"yes……"
Many monks responded and stood up to disperse.
After a while.
The thunder, collisions, roars and screams outside are getting closer and closer, gradually going up the foot of the mountain, mixed with the sound of wind and rain, and gradually approaching here through the layers of courtyards.
After a while, the voice became quiet again.
The monks all sat in the main hall, chanting sutras with their eyes closed, and their expressions were serious. The sound of the sutras created a somewhat holy and solemn atmosphere in the main hall.
The wind and rain outside blurred the world, thunder flashed, and the sound of heavy or crisp footsteps could be heard. A stone giant more than one foot tall walked into the hall, giant bears comparable to hills, wild boars and green cattle crossed the courtyard wall, and demon tigers and wolves
He also stood at the entrance of the main hall, shaking off the rainwater from his body.
Another Taoist came with a staff.
Behind him, the horse's hooves stepped on the stone slabs and accumulated water.