Chapter 1780 The ignorant Galoma (for the Silver Alliance 93/100)
The wind howled violently, and the lingering sun was still bleeding.
Although they are both members of Buddhism, the fighting between the two parties is even more intense!
Especially after this general attack on the Buddhist Kingdom on Earth, there is quite a fighting spirit!
Jia Luo Mo, who had just walked out of the tent, frowned slightly when he saw this scene. In terms of combat effectiveness, the two sides were still on an equal footing.
But in the duel between masters in the Yangshen Realm, our side should have a slight upper hand, but at this moment, several of my uncles are a little distracted.
Jia Luo Mo understood that they must have just learned about the things in the rear. After all, blocking the news could only target those Buddhist soldiers. It was difficult to completely restrict the old monks in the temple who were senior to him.
After seeing Garama appear, an old monk with a sad face but an exceptionally tall figure put down Kasyapa who was fighting him, and ducked in front of him.
"Master nephew, I wonder how you are going to solve the problems in the temple?"
Jia Luo Mo frowned deeper and indicated the battle situation above with his eyes: "Uncle Master, what's going on with you running down in the middle of the battle!"
The old monk said rather stubbornly: "I won't be able to settle down until I understand this matter!
You also know that my disciple has a pretty good talent, and I have spent a lot of effort on him.
But now he has been poisoned for no apparent reason. Even if the poison in his body has been dispelled, the temple is still full of dangers. His current strength has not been restored and he is almost powerless.
What should we do if we are attacked by assassins from the Buddhist Kingdom on earth!"
Although it is said that family members should cut off the seven emotions and six desires, the bonds between people are not so easy to let go of.
This is the case for many old monks in Tantric Tanhua Temple. They have experienced the most decadent and gloomy period in the temple, so they are particularly attentive to the training of their younger generations.
Especially in the era when the Muhuang Buddhist Temple was suppressing the entire Buddhism, they rarely found a few fish that slipped through the net with good talents, and they protected them as treasures.
This has also become a tradition in Tantric Tanhua Temple. The friendship between master and disciple is almost the same as that between father and son.
The old monk's disciple died unexpectedly a few years ago, so he pinned all his feelings on this disciple. As the saying goes, they are relatives across generations, which also made him have greater expectations for this disciple.
Now that he knows that in addition to the poisoning incident, there are also assassins in the temple, how can he not panic!
He knew very well that although there were several junior disciples staying in the temple, it took up most of their efforts just to keep those disciples expelling poisons.
How can I find the time to take extra care of my little disciple?
Jia Luo Mo took a deep breath, looked at the battle situation in mid-air, and found that some old monks were also focusing part of their attention on him.
But compared to the most stubborn uncle in front of him, he still remembers that we are fighting now.
So he said: "I am going to have peace talks with the Buddha Emperor. There is no need to continue this war."
The old monk quickly agreed: "My nephew is worthy of being the abbot, this decision is so wise!
You must know that it is the Muhuang Buddhist Temple that has enmity against us, not the Buddhist Kingdom on this earth.
At that time, this war was fought to force the Great Skull Dynasty to declare war on the Muhuang Buddhist Temple. Now the northern battlefield has long been in chaos.
Now that we withdraw, we can not only solve the hidden dangers in the rear, but also retain our strength and watch the fight between tigers and tigers.
Wise! Wise!”
Jia Luo Mo had a dark face and did not want to talk to the old monk anymore. He ducked into the air and looked at the four Buddhist monks who had gathered together and said: "The poor monk has something to discuss with the Buddha Emperor, which is related to the situation of this war.
I believe you don’t want to continue fighting. Continuing internal friction will only make the entire Buddhist sect’s strength continue to decline.”
The four of them looked confused again, completely confused as to what the other party was up to.
Moreover, according to the military advisor's script, one's own side was only allowed to launch a general offensive, and there was no follow-up plan.
If they had known the strategist's determination before, they would definitely have agreed to the idea of ending this battle, but after understanding the strategist's good intentions and the true meaning of this battle.
On the contrary, the fighting spirit in everyone's hearts surged wildly, because this was a rare opportunity. Once the tiger returned to the mountains, the unification of Buddhism in the Buddhist kingdom on earth would be truly far away.
At this moment, a golden light flashed, and it was Nirvana.
He bowed to Jia Luo Mo and said: "His Majesty the Buddha, please invite Abbot Jia Luo Mo to come and meet you."
Jia Luo Mo nodded. Although he was a little unhappy in his heart, he could only suppress it, especially when he looked at the old monks behind him who were discussing in low voices and with anxious expressions on their faces.
He knew that this battle could never go on.
Then the two people turned into rainbow light and disappeared from the spot until they came to a large tent.
When he saw the young figure walking out of the tent and the faint Buddha light that was unintentionally emitted from his body, he still felt a lot of emotion in his heart.
Although this was not the first time he met Wang Tianyun, every time he met the Buddha Emperor, he always felt an inexplicable kindness and unspeakable sadness.
He doesn't know where sorrow comes from, nor where resentment goes.
But vaguely he felt that something very important had been taken away from him.
But this time, due to the disturbance of trivial matters at the rear, Jia Luo Mo's tense nerves also showed a slight relief, so he said an inappropriate sentence.
"Why are you not my disciple... I always feel that you should be my disciple..."
After the words came out of his mouth, he looked a little embarrassed. After all, the other party was a master at the same level as himself, and there was no difference in status now.
My words are a bit like saying to Tongzhi, the abbot of Muhuang Buddhist Temple: "You can be my son!"
It probably means the same thing.
But what Jia Luo Mo didn't expect was that Wang Tianyun nodded lightly and said softly: "You should indeed be my master."
These words made Jia Luo Mo completely dumbfounded. It was probably as if his colleague called him daddy affectionately. It was so shocking!
"I can't explain it in a few words, but there is one person who can explain it perfectly."
Wang Tianyun said no more, turned around and walked into the big tent.
What Jalama did not expect was that there was also a Buddha Emperor in the tent, and the Buddha's intention in him was even stronger and purer.
Although he is not as good as the former Good Tathagata, among all the people that Kalama has met in his life, he should be the closest to the Good Tathagata, and the most likely person to replace the Good Tathagata and become the incarnation of the Buddha.
"His name is Du Shi Wu Tian, and he is also another me.
A me who shouldn't have appeared in this era, or this world, but actually exists."
Wang Tianyun said calmly.
Jia Luo Mo continued to be dumbfounded, completely confused as to what was happening now.
But he saw that Du Shi Wu Tian suddenly made a disciple salute to him and said respectfully: "Master, long time no see."