If Xiaobao died here today, he might not be able to face it when Xiao Yu comes back.
So she couldn't let Xiaobao end his life like this, even if the other person's cultivation level could not improve even a little bit, he would just stay in Maoshan to take care of his life.
"Amitabha, the Little Treasure of the Hundred-Zhang Zen Ladder has crossed ninety feet. If you give up at this time, all the pain you have endured will be nullified.
Mrs. Xiao, please think twice, if you make the wrong decision, all Xiaobao's efforts will be in vain."
The great monk began to dissuade Xiao Xue.
Xiao Xue didn't speak. He looked at Xiaobao who had completely melted in the distance, waiting for him to appear again.
The little treasure on the Baizhang Zen Ladder disappeared, leaving only a black lotus bud, spinning slowly there.
Seeing the black bud, all the monks looked surprised.
As we all know, the will-o'-the-wisp in the soul's body constantly changes color according to the strength of their cultivation.
Although the colors are different and there are some abnormalities, they have never seen a will-o'-the-wisp that looks like a lotus bud.
"Amitabha, no wonder Xiaobao came to see Black Lotus Buddha. They must be from the same lineage."
The abbot of White Horse Temple chanted the Buddha's name and said in a low voice.
The elders of Qianfo Temple were all whispering at this time. From the state of the will-o'-the-wisp, they could also feel that this kid was something extraordinary, and maybe he actually had some connection with Buddhism.
After the abbot of Qianfo Temple whispered a few words to several elders next to him, he continued to look at the condition of the lotus.
Although Xiaobao disappeared, those golden runes did not let go of the flower bud, but swarmed up and wrapped it up.
Wrapped in golden runes, the flower bud rotates slower and slower. From a distance, it looks like a golden honeycomb hanging in the air.
Xiao Xue looked at the golden honeycomb and suddenly felt like she was back in school.
In order to prevent her from being bullied, Xiao Yu asked Xiaobao to protect herself by her side.
He still clearly remembered the first time he saw Xiaobao in the hotel.
"Sister Xiao Xue, I am Xiaobao. I have been with you for three years. Brother Yu asked me to protect you."
There is also a scene in the villa where two brats fight against each other to watch the TV.
Gradually, the expression on Xiao Xue's face slowly became darker.
She looked up at the monks of Thousand Buddha Temple in the distance, with a sneer on her face.
"Everyone, I, Maoshan, brought Xiaobao to Qianfo Temple to worship the Black Lotus Buddha, not to covet your treasures.
You said that this hundred-foot Zen ladder is a test. I think it is because you want to avenge the past, right?
I might as well tell you today that Xiaobao is a member of the God of War family, one of the four major families in hell. Once you let him die here, you will be offending the God of War family.
At that time, even if your Thousand Buddha Temple has thousands of Buddhas to protect you, how should you deal with it?"
Xiao Xue said, sitting directly on the ground, a white guqin appeared in her arms.
"I put my words here today. If Xiaobao dies, I, Maoshan, will fight with you until death."
After saying this, she pulled her fingers, and a stream of cold air flew out from the strings, like a wave of air, directly cutting a sitting Buddha in half a few hundred meters away.
At this moment, Xiao Xue seemed to have suddenly changed into a different person, making everyone around him look cold.
"Mrs. Xiao, if you kill the sitting Buddha in my Buddhist temple, don't you think that your Thousand Buddhas Temple is in your eyes?"
Several elders of Qianfo Temple stepped forward, and yellow Buddha light suddenly rolled out of their bodies, as if they were about to take action at any time.
"Everyone, if you have something to say, don't make a move and hurt the harmony.
Mrs. Xiao, Xiaobao is a soul and is protected by will-o'-the-wisp. He is not dead, so you don't have to worry."
Upon seeing this, the abbot of White Horse Temple stood between the two parties and stopped them.
After hearing the other party say that Xiaobao was not dead, Xiao Xue looked better again.
Xiaobao has been with him since he was a child, just like his younger brother. Xiao Xue will never allow him to make any mistakes.
"Step back first..."
Although the abbot of Qianfo Temple is angry, he also knows that he cannot take action now. Once he takes action, the consequences will be disastrous. The Guiyinmen is a living example.
So he could only feel disgusted by the people coming from Maoshan, but did not dare to take action.
"Mrs. Xiao, it is really insulting to your majesty for you to take action indiscriminately!
Seeing as you are a prostitute, we won't care about you.
When Master Xiao comes back, I will ask him to come to my Thousand Buddhas Temple to give an explanation."
The abbot of Qianfo Temple stood in the distance, his voice rolling to the horizon.
Xiao Xue had already set her sights on Xiaobao again at this time. When she heard the voice coming from over there, she couldn't help but move her mouth.
According to her temper, she would definitely scold the other party, but now that she has an unusual status, she still needs to pay attention to her image.
"What the abbot said is that Xiao Xue's cultivation is low and her knowledge is limited. If the little treasure is safe this time, my husband and I will definitely bring along craftsmen to cast a golden body for the Buddha."
Xiao Xue is so smart, she will naturally not agree to let Xiao Yu come to apologize.
Even if you help the Buddha build a golden body, there is a prerequisite, that is, the little treasure must be safe and sound.
Although it was just two short sentences, there was a game inside it. Xiao Xue did not take the opponent's move.
After listening to Xiao Xue's words, the abbot of Qianfo Temple didn't say anything, but once again looked at the black lotus on the Baizhang Zen Ladder.
Under the constant washing of the golden Buddha's light, the black yin energy on the black flower bud slowly dissipated.
Slowly, the black buds began to change color, and a trace of golden Buddha light seemed to be sucked into the black lotus, and the black lotus suddenly appeared in two colors: black and gold.
At this moment, the flower bud suddenly shook, and the runes wrapped in the flower bud were shot back, appearing in everyone's sight.
Seeing the black lotus with a hint of gold, the abbot of Qianfo Temple couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, as if he was a little surprised.
"No matter how powerful the soul of a ghost fairy is, it is just a ghost. Why does it absorb the power of Buddha into the black lotus?"
The abbot of Thousand Buddhas Temple murmured to himself in a low voice.
"Abbott, Black Lotus Buddha left a scroll when he sat down and passed away thousands of years ago.
I accidentally read it and found out that the Black Lotus Buddha was a heinous person during his lifetime. Only because he was inspired by Buddhism in the end, he put down the butcher's knife, and turned the evil obstacles into a black lotus with a single sound, thus becoming the Black Lotus Buddha.
This little treasure is originally a ghost and has nothing to do with my Buddhism. However, it can cultivate the will-o'-the-wisp into a black lotus, which may be the power to transform into a true king.
Did the abbot forget that Xiao Yu has a Zen staff, which is the most precious treasure of Buddhism?
Moreover, when Xiao Yu broke through to Dacheng, there were still nine relics used to create a golden body for him, and the abbot of White Horse Temple was one of them.
So I concluded that Xiao Yu must have the most precious treasure of my Buddhist sect, otherwise why would other Buddhist sects give him such precious treasures as relics?
The kid can cultivate to this level, maybe it was taught by Taoist Master Maoshan, and that Xiao Yu must have the top cultivation techniques of Buddhism."
A monk whispered a few words next to him, causing other monks around him to look at each other in confusion.
The lotus originally belongs to Buddhism and is like a totem. Generally, when people see a lotus, they will naturally think of the Buddha.
Now, a ghost can actually cultivate his natal ghost fire into the shape of a lotus. There must be a reason for this.
