The sudden change in the situation made Lin Jin's heart beat wildly.
Looking at this posture, I am afraid that the Buddha and Du Li are not just acquaintances, but they may have some grudges?
Looking at the Buddha again, he unexpectedly raised his head at some point and looked directly at Lin Jin. As soon as his gaze came, Lin Jin felt like Mount Tai was pressing down on top and the five lakes were releasing floods. An invisible momentum swept over him.
Lin Jin knew that he would never be able to stop this momentum.
There is only one consequence for resisting forcefully, death!
In order to protect himself, Lin Jin opened the door of the visitor hall without hesitation. In the blink of an eye, the door behind Lin Jin opened wide, and a force surged out, blocking the Buddha's momentum.
When the Buddha saw the door behind Lin Jin, he was startled. All his momentum instantly collapsed, with an inexplicable look in his eyes, but he soon returned to his state of stagnant water.
The strange things around him also disappeared without a trace, and everything calmed down, as if nothing had happened before.
The door behind Lin Jin was still there, and the shock on the face of the old monk Xuan Jue over there had not dissipated.
Of course, Lin Jin also had a look of shock on his face, but he was wearing a mask.
The advantage of wearing a mask is that even if your face shows all kinds of incredible horror, to outsiders, you still look as stable as an old dog.
"Xuan Jue, please step aside. I have something to say to this fellow Taoist." The Buddha no longer asked about Du Li's affairs, but instead spoke to the monk Xuan Jue beside him in a weak voice.
The latter obviously had great respect for the Buddha and would carry out any orders given by him without hesitation.
Xuan Jue performed a Buddhist salute, and then with a movement of his body, he flew out of the bottom of the lake.
In this way, only Lin Jin and Buddha were left.
Lin Jin didn't know what the other party was going to say or do, so he could only keep the door open behind him to prevent the other party from suddenly making a move.
"Fellow Taoist, don't panic. I have known Taoist Du Li for a long time, so when I heard the news about him, I lost my composure." After the Buddha finished speaking, he actually clasped his hands together and bowed to Lin Jin.
It can be seen that it is very difficult for the other party to make this thing.
"Fellow Taoist, can you tell me when you met Du Li?" the Buddha asked next.
Regarding this, Lin Jin had nothing to hide, so he said that it was not more than a month ago.
The Buddha was obviously very energetic.
"Please let me know the details." It can be seen that the Buddha attaches great importance to this matter.
Lin Jin thought about it and told the general situation. Of course, Lin Jin didn't say anything about the Supreme Mountain and River Map. He also had to be on guard against others. After all, it was a treasure. There was no guarantee that the other party would not be greedy. Even if
The Buddha had a high level of cultivation and looked down upon magic weapons of that level. There was no guarantee that the other party would not prepare them for the disciples of Daluo Temple, so it was always better to be careful.
After hearing Lin Jin's narration, the Buddha's expression changed slightly, and then he became clear.
Because the results of Lin Jin's story obviously did not exceed his expectations.
The Buddha sighed and said: "Du Li should be dead. Thousands of years ago, he was exhausted. What fellow Taoists see is only the remnant soul stored in a certain magic weapon, but Du Li's
The sect does have many powerful inheritances, and if fellow Taoists get one or two of them, they will also benefit a lot."
This meant something. Lin Jin thought about it, but Quan didn't understand it.
At this time, Buddha actually smiled.
"Fellow Taoist, you may be wondering who I am and why I know Du Li." After the Buddha finished speaking, Lin Jin nodded quickly. He had indeed been curious about this matter for a long time. He didn't know how to ask before, but now the other party had something to say.
Of course Lin Jin would be happy to hear it.
"There are some things that even Xuan Jue doesn't know. Buddhism practice is all about the word fate. Fellow Taoist and I have a fate, and they are already entangled and inseparable. Let me talk to my fellow Taoist about it."
Buddha then told a story.
Three thousand seven hundred years ago, during the heyday of immortality, there was Daluo Temple. However, compared with other Buddhist holy places, Daluo Temple was a small and unknown temple.
There is no Buddha in the small temple, and there are only ten monks from top to bottom. Most of them just work as monks and ring the bell every day. How can they have any intention to truly worship the Buddha and practice.
On the contrary, if a thief commits a crime, he might come to this small temple to take refuge, become a monk and hide out for a few years, and then go out and live happily after the limelight has passed.
At that time, Daluo Temple was not a place for practicing Buddhism. It was simply a place of filth and evil. One day, a butcher who killed people hid in the temple overnight, and with his fierceness, he forced the monks in the temple to shave him.
, and since then he has lived in Daluo Temple as a monk.
Half a year later, the butcher thought that the limelight was over, so he secretly went down the mountain to look for his family, only to find out that his family had been killed by his enemies. The butcher was filled with grief and anger. When he found out where his enemies were and wanted to take revenge, he realized that he was too incompetent and could only rely on his own methods.
, there is absolutely no hope of revenge.
For half a year in Daluo Temple, the butcher had nothing to do and read a lot of Buddhist scriptures. Among them, there is a saying about the "Mingwangxiang", which is the wrathful body of the Buddha. The butcher meditated for a night and decided to go back to Daluo Temple to practice Buddhism first, at least to practice Buddhism.
It will be much easier to take revenge if you show the "Ming Wang Xiang".
It's just that practicing is not that easy. The butcher practiced hard for several months but couldn't find the method. As a result, there was no hope of revenge. Of course, he was in pain and despair. So one night, he couldn't think about it and planned to hang himself from a beam. However, at the critical moment, he was stopped by the abbot of the temple.
Nine of the ten monks in this temple are thieves and thugs who are just trying to make ends meet. Only one is a good person, and that is the abbot himself.
The abbot was compassionate, saved the butcher and taught Buddhism. The butcher was eager for revenge, so he begged the abbot to enlighten him on the way of cultivation. The abbot did not refuse, but gave him all his money to teach him. Ten years later, he came to avoid the limelight.
The fake monks have already left one after another
Yes, only the butcher persisted and went down the mountain to take revenge. He was just practicing Buddhism. Although he still wanted revenge, his thoughts were not as strong as before. As a result, after he went down the mountain and looked around, he found that his enemy had already disappeared.
Died in the grievances of the world.
After experiencing this incident, the butcher thought for a long time before he realized something. The abbot knew that he was going down the mountain to take revenge but did not stop him. In fact, he knew that his enemy was dead. In addition, the butcher knew that his enemy was very capable. Even after ten years of hard training, he also
Not an opponent.
When the abbot asked him to come down the mountain, he was actually asking him to put aside his hatred and become a Buddha immediately.
"Later, he did achieve the state of Buddha, expanded the Daluo Temple, and even made friends with immortal cultivators all over the world."
When the Buddha talked about this, there seemed to be memories in his brows.
Lin Jin could tell that what he was talking about was basically his own business. If so, it would be a bit exaggerated. What happened 3,700 years ago, doesn't it mean that the Buddha is at least 3,700 years old?
If it is true, then the old Jade Dragon who lived for three to five hundred years and then ran out of life is simply weak.
The Buddha over there continued to speak: "The abbot was an expert. When he passed away, he said that there would be a terrible disaster in a thousand years, and he also told a Dharma school to take refuge. Because of this, I can live to this day, but that's the end of it...
"
At this point, the Buddha on the turtle's back seemed to have sensed something. He looked up, his face became solemn, and he spoke faster: "Fellow Taoist, Du Li and I are good friends. I was so impulsive that I thought he was still alive.
If he were alive, maybe we two could fight to the death, but after all, I thought too much. I think you, Taoist friend, have just glimpsed the path to immortality, but I still want to advise you to give up and don’t practice any more..."
Just as he said this, suddenly, there was a terrifying pressure above his head.
Lin Jin raised his head in horror at this moment.
Above Daluo Temple, a portal appeared out of thin air, and from inside the portal, an animal claw stretched out.
The beast's claws reached down, so fast that no one could react. Many monks in the temple were still cleaning up. They were extremely horrified at this moment. The next moment, the beast's claws reached into the water pool in the temple, and then there was a roar, and the water pool was directly destroyed.
, all the surrounding temples and temples were destroyed.
Even the people at the foot of Daluoding Mountain could clearly see at this moment that the huge beast claws were too terrifying. Under the pressure, all the beasts fell silent within a hundred miles around.
The beast's claws came and went as quickly as they came. It grabbed a ball of gravel and mud and retracted into the portal above the sky. Then the portal disappeared, as if it had never appeared.
There was chaos inside Daluo Temple.
Master Abbot and other eminent monks hurried over, only to see that the inner lake and pool area over there had been completely destroyed. Wherever you could see the inner lake at this moment, all you could see was a deep pit.
Bottomless.
The person next to him was already flying down quickly, it was the old monk Xuan Jue.
The bottom of the deep pit is filled with muddy water, and thirty feet above the broken wall, muddy water is constantly pouring back, and gravel rains down, as if the end is coming.
But below, there is a person standing in it. The surrounding muddy water cannot invade the area within one foot. Even if a rock falls, it will be knocked away by a force.
The six-tailed fox had been standing on this man's shoulder, its six tails surging, and when it saw Xuan Jue coming down, it showed a vigilant look.
This person is naturally Lin Jin.
Xuan Jue fell down and stood in the air, but he looked around anxiously.
"Fellow Taoist, where is the World Honored One?"
You can tell from the voice that Monk Xuanjue is really anxious.
But Lin Jin reacted and looked up at the sky. His fingers holding the needle were trembling at the moment.