One thousand one hundred and ninetieth chapters, asking for the treasure of Buddhism
The Buddha's light is brilliant, and there is a bit of heavy power brewing in it.
It is completely different from the golden light of the man in the golden robe, and it can be clearly distinguished.
So Lin Xi was not panicked when he saw the Buddha's light, but instead stood there and waited.
Whether it is an enemy or a friend, you must first look at it.
The Buddha's light flashed, and three Buddhist practitioners appeared in front of Lin Xi. The leader was a middle-aged Buddhist practitioner wearing a monk's robe. He had a gentle temperament and a kind look.
The two Buddhist practitioners behind him are younger, with lower eyelids, somewhat humble business, and a bit handsome.
Seeing that the battle was full of scars and bloodstains, the middle-aged Buddhist practitioner showed a bit of compassion and chanted the Buddhist scriptures in his mouth.
Lin Xi was not in a hurry, just waiting.
"Please wait, two donors." The middle-aged Buddha did not take long for chanting scriptures, and then spoke to Lin Xi.
"Don't worry, I'm not leaving yet." Lin Xi said lightly: "What are the advice of the three masters? Could it be that we are going to accuse us of killing innocent people indiscriminately."
The middle-aged Buddhist practitioner shook his head repeatedly: "Of course not."
Although Buddhism is compassionate, it is not necessary to stop the monks from fighting, and to take care of the dead. In that way, Buddhist practice would be too busy.
The three Buddhist practitioners in front of them are obviously from orthodox origin, with a strong aura and deep Buddhist power. They are not those monks who practice Buddhist practices blindly.
The kind of person like Feng Daoren can only be considered a half-baby.
"The disputes in the world are hard to say, right or wrong. If the donor is willing to have a good idea, it is naturally great to resolve hatred. However, if the donor wants to kill someone and relieve hatred, I dare not blame him." said the middle-aged Buddhist practitioner.
Lin Xi glanced at the middle-aged Buddhist practice in surprise.
It is surprising that Buddhism is so sensible.
The middle-aged Buddhist practitioner smiled slightly: "But if the donor is willing to put down the butcher's knife, listen to the Buddhist principles, do more good deeds in the future, and cause less trouble, it is also something that the Buddhist will be happy to see."
It is naturally the best if you are willing to worship Buddha and believe in Buddhism, but if you don’t want to, it doesn’t matter.
Lin Xi naturally felt no hostility towards such Buddhist practice.
Lin Xi looked solemn: "The master is of high level, I admire him very much. I don't know where the master comes from?"
"My monk Huifa comes from Foxin Temple. These two are my monk's nephews, Mingkong and Mingjue." The middle-aged Buddha practiced Taoism and introduced himself.
The two young Buddhist practitioners behind also bowed their heads and bowed.
Their realm is probably around the middle stage of the God Transformation, so they naturally have to take the rituals of the younger generation when facing Lin Xi.
"It turns out that he is a monk from Foxin Temple, no wonder." Lin Xi suddenly realized.
Foxin Temple is a Zen Buddhist who holds the ox-eared position. It has a high status and is not bound by Buddhist scriptures. It is considered a moderate Buddhist sect. No wonder it has such an attitude towards worldly disputes.
If it were Tantra, if you encounter unfair things, you would definitely have to take care of them. You have a very hot temper and are best at forcibly evading them.
Lin Xi put away his hostility and asked curiously: "Master comes here and don't know what's the point of doing?"
Huifa pondered for a moment: "I just sensed the breath of my Buddhist treasure and came here specially. I wonder if the donor had seen any strange phenomena here?"
When the treasure appears in the world, there will definitely be a big movement, and Buddhist treasures are no exception.
"A strange phenomenon? I haven't seen it before." Lin Xi denied it sincerely: "I'm sorry, I can't help you, Master."
“…”
Huifa's eyes were slightly stagnant, probably not expecting Lin Xi to answer like this.
In his opinion, he is very popular and has extraordinary conversation. He should not be a lie.
but......
At this time, Mingkong, the young monk behind Huifa, turned slightly red: "You are talking nonsense, there is clearly a residual Buddha light power here, and it is absolutely impossible for no strange phenomena!"
Lin Xi's face darkened: "You mean I deliberately lied to you?"
The powerful aura of the fusion level was instantly emitted, Mingkong's face turned pale and his body was a little shaky.
After all, the strong are respected in the world of immortal cultivation.
If you are questioned like this by younger generations, if you don’t have any temper at all, you will be looked down upon.
The sound waves were like a lion's roar, shaking away the breath lingering around Mingkong.
"Yes, uncle." Mingkong breathed a sigh of relief and immediately stepped back and shut up and stopped talking.
As expected, even the merging monks are not so easy to get along with. The man in front of him seems young, but his aura is so strong that he is comparable to Uncle Hui.
Lin Xi snorted: "Master, I respect you as a profound Buddhist teachings, but if you want to wrongly accuse me, Lin will not wait for death."
"Amitabha, the donor was joking. My nephew was unrestrained and offended the donor. Please forgive me." Huifa smiled gently.
His voice was mellow and low, and the little anger that rose in Lin Xi's heart suddenly disappeared.
Lin Xi was secretly alert. This monk was indeed not simple.
"What else is there? There is nothing to leave now. It won't delay the masters' search for treasures." Lin Xi's mind turned around and he spoke.
Huifa frowned slightly, but soon stretched out again, and he looked at the black hand.
Although the man in front of him couldn't see through it.
But he felt a bit of special aura, and then Huifa said, "I wonder if this donor wearing black armor has ever seen a Buddhist treasure?"
Lin Xi was shocked, no!
The black hand nodded: "See it."
After making a mistake, Lin Xi felt helpless.
He... won't lie.
He had no idea what lying was.
Huifa and the three of them were very happy.
Huifa immediately said: "If you can provide clues to help our Buddhist temple find the most treasures, I will make a promise on behalf of the Buddha Heart Temple, and there will be a good reward."
The black hand was silent for a moment, because the other party was too cumbersome to speak, and he needed to think carefully to figure out what the other party was going to do.
In Huifa's view, the black hand is hesitating.
Only Lin Xi knew why Black Hand was silent.
But he couldn't say anything to stop him, otherwise wouldn't there be three hundred taels of silver here?
Black fingered Lin Xi: "In his hands."
Lin Xi held his forehead, and it was true.
It's too difficult to count on the black hand to lie.
He didn't expect that Huifa would actually ask the black hands, and these Buddhist practitioners did not seem to be honest people.
Huifa was overjoyed and stopped the two angry nephews, and looked at Lin Xi with a smile: "Donor, maybe you have too many treasures, and it is understandable that you forget one or two."
"That's how it is." Lin Xi's face was not flushed or breathing: "Maybe I didn't notice the strange phenomenon."
Mingkong and Mingjue were very worried, but due to their lack of strength, they could only shut up.
"I hope the donor can return the treasure of my Buddhism." Huifa whispered: "I am very grateful."
Lin Xi smiled: "Even Buddhism can't be so domineering, I have used up so much strength and almost died and got the treasure. You say it's like taking it away? Master, although I don't mind doing good deeds,
I don't want to be a sucker either."
Huifa and the other two were stunned.
This seems to be really wrong.
Only the black hand looked sideways and felt a little confused.
You almost died because the tribulation was caused by the fact that the punishment of the gods had to do with this Buddhist treasure?