Chapter 369 [Seven Swords of Execution of Heaven] (Part 2)
Juezheng strode over and stood in front of Hu Xiaotian and the three of them. The eyes of the old man in green robes shot out with a ferocious light like a jackal, and murderous intent was blazing in his heart. At this time, the donkey tied to the pine tree was Jiang Angjiang.
cried out loudly.
Everyone looked up and saw an old monk in gray robes appearing beside the donkey. The old monk gently touched the mane on the donkey's neck and murmured: "My Buddha has clouds.
All living beings are equal, why did Lao Tan Yue tie it here?"
The green-robed old man's gaze was sharp, but the murderous aura in his body disappeared in an instant. He smiled and said: "If the master likes my donkey, there is no harm in giving it to the master."
The old monk smiled and said: "Money is an external possession. Why do monks need these things? You gave me a donkey. It was a good intention on the surface, but in fact our Lingyin Temple barely allowed the monks to fill their bellies, so how could we pay for it?"
Do you have extra food to feed the donkey? Do you want us to live frugally and save our own food for the donkey? Old Tan Yue looks kind-hearted, but his heart is not kind enough."
The old man in green robe laughed: "Master is a monk. I have never seen a monk who has so many thoughts as you. However, my good intentions were regarded as malicious intentions by you. It doesn't matter, since you think I am setting you up."
You, I’ll keep that donkey for myself.”
The old monk smiled and said: "Old Tan Yue is leaving, have a nice trip!"
The old man in green robe said: "I heard in the past that Lingyin Temple is a charity and helps all sentient beings. Today, I can't even meet you. I have to drive me on my way in the middle of the night."
The old monk said: "Buddhism attaches great importance to the word "fate". Buddhist disciples want to have good karma, but Lao Tanyue seems to have no fate with Lingyin Temple."
The old man in green robe said: "I can leave, but I have to take someone with me!"
The old monk smiled and said: "As long as someone is willing to follow you, the old monk will never stop you, and no one in the world can stop you." He looked at Hu Xiaotian and Huo Shengnan and said, "Are the two donors willing to follow him?"
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Hu Xiaotian said: "No one here wants to follow him. I guess that donkey doesn't want to follow him either!"
The old man in green robe said coldly: "You must come with me!"
The old monk sighed and said: "Old Tan Yue is already at the age when he knows his destiny, so why should he go against the will of heaven?"
The old man in green robe nodded and said, "Does Lingyin Temple also rely on the store owner to deceive customers?" His eyes suddenly became sharp.
The old monk still smiled and said: "Old Tan Yue misunderstood. Lingyin Temple is not an inn, but it is also not a place where people can come and leave whenever they want."
The old man in green robe snorted coldly: "Okay! I want to learn the master's clever tricks!" The green steel sword in his hand drew a sharp line and stabbed towards the old monk like lightning.
The old monk remained motionless. Even though the green steel sword was stabbed into his chest, he still refused to dodge. Poof! The green steel sword had already pierced into his chest, like a piece of rotten wood. The old man in green robe did not expect that he would actually do it.
One hit.
Hu Xiaotian and four others exclaimed at the same time, and two young monks shouted angrily: "Uncle Master!" Unexpectedly, this old monk had such a transcendent status in Lingyin Temple.
There was no pain in the expression on the old monk's face. Although the green steel sword pierced his chest, no blood flowed out from the wound. The old monk still looked at the old man in green robe calmly and said: "The sea of suffering is boundless, but when we turn back, we will reach the shore!"
The green-robed old man roared angrily, and the green steel sword in his hand suddenly increased its force and stabbed forward again. He wanted to pierce the old monk's heart and penetrate the old monk's body. However, the sword edge seemed to encounter obstacles in the old monk's body.
No matter how hard he applied, he could not break through even one more point. The eyes of the old man in green robes showed fear, because he felt a powerful force slowly pushing out the green steel sword in his hand. Martial arts training
When you reach a certain level, you can develop body-protecting Qi, and you can train your skin, flesh, muscles and bones to be stronger than steel. But he has never seen the sword blade penetrate into the opponent's body and still be pushed out in reverse. This old monk has never seen anything from the beginning to the end.
Without even moving his fingers, could it be that this old monk has trained his internal organs to the point where they are stronger than gold and stone?
The old monk said: "Old Tan Yue is too murderous. If you are allowed to return to the world, you will definitely cause countless murders. It is better to stay in Lingyin Temple and accompany Lao Tan to chant sutras and chant Buddha for a period of time. It can also resolve the anger in your heart.
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The old man in green robe said angrily: "Who do you think you are? You dare to force me to stay?" He raised his foot and kicked hard at the old monk's private parts. Hu Xiaotian saw that his scalp was tightening.
Even if he didn't kick himself to death, he would probably be violently sterilized.
But the old monk remained motionless. The old man in green robe kicked the old monk firmly in his private parts. But it was like kicking on a hard iron plate. With a click, his right leg was shattered by the shock.
The old man in green robes was so painful that he was sweating all over his head. The expression on his face was extremely frightened, and he said in a trembling voice: "You are Master Yuanmu... You should be a monk of Tianlong Temple, why are you here?"
The old monk smiled and said, "I travel around the world and call myself home everywhere. As long as I have Buddha in my heart, it doesn't matter where I am."
After the green-robed old man finished the kick, he didn't dare to make any more moves, and the green steel sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.
As if nothing had happened, the old monk said softly: "Old Tan Yue is now willing to accompany me to chant sutras for a year?"
The old man in green robe bit his lip and glanced at Hu Xiaotian fiercely. Although he still had countless thoughts in his mind, he did not dare to say a word "no" and whispered in a low voice: "Let the master arrange it."
The old monk smiled and nodded, stretched out his hand, patted the green-robed old man's shoulder gently and said, "Old Tan Yue still has some kind thoughts in his heart after all."
The old man in green robe felt a gossamer-like internal energy running along his Jianjing point and instantly penetrated into his eight extraordinary meridians. His internal energy seemed to be sealed, and he felt extremely weak. He said in horror: "You...
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The old monk said: "Old Tan Yue, don't worry. After one year, you will be back to the original state when you leave."
Although Hu Xiaotian had never seen the old monk take action, he already knew from the conversation between the old man in green robe and him that the old monk's martial arts were unpredictable and had reached the realm of enlightenment. The old monk in green robe could even defeat the old monk in one round with such powerful swordsmanship.
I couldn't even reach it, and I secretly sighed that there are people outside the world and there is a sky outside the world.
The old monk asked Juezheng to hold the donkey alone, picked up the old man in green robe, and took the old man in green robe into Lingyin Temple. Apparently, he wanted to fulfill his promise to accompany the old monk in chanting sutras for a year.
Before leaving, he looked at Hu Xiaotian with hatred in his eyes. Although he hated Hu Xiaotian very much, he did not dare to take any further action due to the presence of the old monk.
When the two of them left, the old monk's eyes fell on Xiao Hui, and he smiled and said: "Please forgive me for my blindness, is this a mule?".
Xiao Hui was obviously very dissatisfied with this sentence, Jiang Ang! Jiang Ang shouted.
The old monk smiled and said, "It looks like a mule, but sounds like a donkey. It's really rare." He turned to Hu Xiaotian and said, "I like this donkey very much."
Hu Xiaotian said: "Even if the master likes it, I can't give it to you."
The old monk sighed and said: "I have a good rapport with you, a young man, and I wanted to help you cure your illness, but I never thought that you would not even give me a mere donkey."
Huo Shengnan couldn't help but feel anxious when she heard what the old monk said. In her opinion, if she could cure Hu Xiaotian's illness, let alone Xiao Hui, she would not hesitate to give away all the valuable things.
Hu Xiaotian said: "Didn't the master just say that all living beings are equal? In the eyes of the Buddha, the master and I are no different from this horse. We are both a life. Since it is a life, it has its freedom. I can't replace it." Make a decision."
The old monk said: "Since you can't make a decision for it, how do you know it doesn't want to follow me?"
Hu Xiaotian smiled and said: "Master keeps saying it is a donkey, which is the greatest insult to a horse. Every life has its own dignity. For dignity, you can even give up your life. Master thought it would follow you." ?".
The old monk laughed heartily and said to Jueming: "Send the two donors into the room to rest."
Jueming carried Hu Xiaotian into the room and put him on the bed again.
After Huo Shengnan waited for them to go in, she endured the arrow wound on her left leg and knelt down on the ground. However, the arrow wound hurt due to such an action. The pain caused her pretty face to lose all color in an instant, and cold sweat dripped down her forehead.
The old monk's face remained unchanged, and he seemed not to have noticed Huo Shengnan's actions at all.
Huo Shengnan said: "I beg you, Master, for mercy."
The old monk shook his head and said: "Kneel down to heaven, kneel down to the Buddha, kneel down to your parents, kneel down to the emperor, but you can't kneel down to me. The female donor is obviously trying to increase my sins!" He walked in slowly, and Huo Shengnan felt a strange feeling. An invisible pressure rushed towards me, so oppressive that I couldn't even breathe, and my vision went black and I fainted.
Although Hu Xiaotian entered the room, his eyes were always staring outside. When he saw Huo Shengnan fainting, he was extremely anxious, but he knew that no matter how anxious he was, it would not help. The old man in green robe had almost killed them just now. , not to mention this old monk.
The old monk walked into the room and said to Jueming: "Go ahead!"
Jueming saluted the old monk Heshi, turned around and left.
Hu Xiaotian said: "Master, do you have anything else to ask me?"
The old monk did not speak, but stretched out his withered right hand. There was still about a foot away between him and Hu Xiaotian, but Hu Xiaotian felt an invisible force lifting his right arm. The right half of his body had lost consciousness. Seeing his right hand floating slowly, Hu Xiaotian's eyes were filled with surprise. He wondered how the old monk did it.
It was as if there was an invisible silk cord wrapped around his right arm, making his arm stretch and bend, and the old monk's originally calm eyes suddenly burst out with a frightening brilliance.
Hu Xiaotian felt uneasy in his heart. He suddenly remembered what the old man in green robe said, saying that this old monk was Master Yuanmu of Tianlong Temple. Only then did Hu Xiaotian remember that the Wuxiang Divine Art originated from Tianlong Temple. Could it be that the old monk discovered Did you learn the secret of your own practice of formless magic? (To be continued...)
