Let's talk about the immovable object. After one punch, the Buddha statue shattered and the evil spirit escaped.
When all the monks in the hall saw this, they were all surprised, confused and confused.
At this moment, they thought that after doing this, the Taoist priest would say a few words to explain his actions, but they did not expect...
Fudo had no intention of speaking, but instead jumped in front of another Arhat statue and punched him again, repeating the same pattern.
Just like this, one punch, two punches, three punches, four punches... Fudozi was scurrying back and forth in the Zhihua Palace until four punches were thrown, and then he gave up.
And each of the four Arhat statues that he smashed had a demonic aura visible to even the naked eye.
At this time, the monks were all stupid.
At this moment, they thought about what Fudozi said just now, "There are four monsters around you", and they were filled with fear.
Who would have thought that in broad daylight, in the pure land of Buddhism, there are actually monsters hiding there, and that those monsters are so crazy that they dare to attach themselves to the statues of the Eighteen Arhats and accept incense offerings? How powerful is this?
"Taoist Master..." At this moment, Nengming and Nengzhi no longer dared to put on any airs. The two old monks quickly stood up, and Nengming was the first to speak to Fuzi, "Oh no... Celestial Master
, what is going on? How can there be... in this Buddhist main hall..."
"Don't ask questions now. This is not the place to talk." Fuzi waved his hand and took the lead and said, "Take us to see the abbot first before talking."
After he made this request, Neng Ming Neng Zhi was stunned for a moment, then looked at each other and exchanged glances.
Although no dialogue took place in these few seconds, it was obvious that the two monks had quickly reached a consensus.
"Okay, heavenly masters...please follow me." Two seconds later, Neng Ming agreed to Fudozi's request.
As he spoke, he left the futon where he was giving lectures and came to one side of the main hall. He stretched out his hand to motion for the rest of the group to follow him, preparing to lead them to the back hall.
Nengzhi, on the other hand, stopped a few monks of the Ren character standing at the entrance of the hall and asked them to stay with him to appease the monks in the hall and control the situation.
Of course, Rencan was not stopped by Nengzhi.
As the abbot's first disciple, Ren Can took the lead in bringing these outsiders here, so he must follow Neng Ming to see the master and explain the situation.
In this way, under the leadership of Neng Ming, about ten people including Fuzi, Ren Can and Shuang Xie walked out from the back door of the main hall, passed by the Tathagata Hall, the Ten Thousand Buddhas Pavilion, the Great Compassion Pavilion... and passed through several houses.
Finally, we arrived in front of Wanfa Hall, the northernmost part of the temple.
The current abbot of Zhihua Temple, Zen Master Nengze, is sitting in the Wanfa Hall meditating and chanting sutras.
The abbot Nengze, although he is sixty-eight years old this year, has always been in good health, and he never allows young monks to follow him around, so now Nengming needs to go into the house to report in person.
No one thought there was anything wrong with this at first, but unexpectedly, less than half a minute after Neng Ming entered the house, a scream came from the house.
"No!" Fuzizi heard the sound, his expression changed instantly, and he chased after him in one stride.
Seeing this, everyone else realized that something was wrong and followed suit, filing in one after another.
But they arrived a step too late after all. When everyone rushed into the Wanfa Hall, not to mention Abbot Nengze, Master Nengming who had just come in first had also disappeared.
Moreover, for some unknown reason, the Wanfa Hall was filled with an oily smell.
"retreat!"
In those few seconds, before everyone could understand what was going on, Fudozi suddenly shouted such a word again loudly.
Everyone, we all know that when people face different levels of danger, their words will change to a certain extent - usually the more urgent the situation, the fewer words people use and the louder they yell.
Here, Fudozi did not use expressions such as "Oops, get out quickly" or "Oops, there is an ambush, retreat quickly", but shouted the shortest "Oops" as quickly as possible in a loud voice.
If you use the word "retreat", you can imagine...how serious the matter is.
And in this situation, the first person to respond and successfully escape... I guess you have guessed it.
Soon after speaking, before Fuzi could finish his words, Sun Yixie, who was huddled at the back in the middle of the crowd, turned around and swooped down, like a clown popping out of a scare box.
Jump away.
When he jumped, he also took out Yu Jianli, who was following at the back.
The two of them stumbled and rolled outside the house. When they turned back, they felt a wave of heat hitting their faces.
A second later, they took a closer look and saw that the Wanfa Hall behind them had been engulfed in a sea of fire. The fire was so intense that it seemed that it was not burning the building, but roasting a building soaked in oil.
"Ah!" At this moment, Yu Jianli exclaimed, because he instinctively felt that everyone else who could not escape in time had been burned to death in the house.
But Sun Yixie's reaction was different from his. He just stood up, patted the dust on his body, and said with a curl of his lips: "What a jerk, luckily I can dodge quickly."
Yu Jianli was a little stunned at the time, thinking to himself, could this Sun Shaoxia be so cold-blooded? All his companions died in front of his eyes. Not only was he not frightened, nor sad, but he could also calmly express his gratitude?
"Brother Yu, are you okay?" Two seconds later, Sun Yixie looked at Yu Jianli and asked.
"Uh... ah... no, it's okay." Yu Jianli responded somewhat dullly, his mood obviously not having recovered from the drastic change just now.
"If nothing's wrong, keep your eyes open. We are in danger at any time." But Sun Yixie was already reminding him to pay attention to the changes around him.
After Brother Sun reminded him, Yu Jianli quickly looked around, and immediately discovered something belatedly: the sky outside the house had turned dark without knowing it.
You know, before they walked into Wanfa Hall just now, it was still a sunny morning outside. It took less than a minute to enter and exit. Even if it was going to rain and the weather changed, it wouldn't be that fast.
Looking at it this way... the Wanfa Hall behind them was fine one second, but burned like charcoal the next second. This was not a normal phenomenon.
At this time, Yu Jianli gradually realized that Sun Yixie's "calmness" may not be cold-blooded, but that he knew something that he didn't know.
Yu Jianli's guess was correct...
Because Sun Yixie had experienced this kind of vision several times before, and he was quite confident in the abilities of certain people in the room, he was basically sure that his companions were not dead, but this "fire" would
People inside and outside the Wanfa Hall were separated.
What's even worse is that there are only three and a half Taoist priests in their group, namely Fuzi, Yandanzi, Liang Jingxuan and Huang Donglai - now these four people are all separated on the other side.
As a result, Sun and Yu, who successfully escaped from the house, were in a bad situation.
Swish——
A few seconds later, Sun Yixie silently took out his trident and entered a state of preparation for battle.
Yu Jianli, who was thinking, heard the sound of the halberd breaking the wind, looked up, and was startled by the sudden appearance of the weapon: "Hey, brother Sun, where did you get this weapon?"
ah?"
"I brought it with me." Sun Yixie replied in a matter-of-fact tone.
"Ah?" When Yu Jianli heard this, his thoughts fell into a brief confusion. Then he looked at Sun Yixie from top to bottom and asked a somewhat strange line, "Have you also practiced Tibetan escort?"
"Huh?" Sun Yixie didn't understand, "What is a hidden escort?"
"Oh...it's nothing. If you haven't practiced before, don't worry about it." Yu Jianli replied vaguely, thinking to himself: Let me tell you, such a big weapon shouldn't be able to be hidden.
While the two were talking, Sun Yixie's peripheral vision suddenly caught sight of a house in the distance, with a figure peering around the corner.
Although the sky was dark at the moment, the fire was blazing behind them, so the surrounding visibility was okay. Sun Yixie was confident that he had not made any mistakes, so he immediately lowered his voice and said to Yu Jianli: "Brother Yu, there seems to be someone over there.
He's secretly watching us."
As Brother Sun spoke, he licked his lips slightly and pointed out the direction.
"Oh?" Yu Jianli also has quite a lot of experience in the world of martial arts, so he didn't immediately turn his face in that direction stupidly. He just continued to pretend not to know, facing Sun Yixie, and asked in a low voice,
"Brother Sun, what's your plan?"
"We are divided into two groups. You go directly towards him. I will take a small detour from the right side of the house to block him. Let's see who he is." Sun Yixie said.
Yu Jianli thought for a while and then said, "Then why can't I take a detour?"
Sun Yixiao smiled: "Heh... that's okay."
"Huh?" This time Yu Jianli couldn't help but thought, "Did he predict my prediction?"
"Uh... Then you should take a detour." After a brief ideological struggle, Yu Jianli finally followed Brother Sun's wishes.
So, in the next second, the two people rushed towards the two sides of the house in the distance like arrows from the string, one on the left and the other on the right.