The best mysterious doctor

Chapter 921

I looked at these eminent monks and stepped into the main hall. In this hall, apart from the eminent monks sitting on the futons, there are two rows of statues, which are eighteen arhats and gods and Buddhas of all sizes. On the main seat in the center, the Tathagata Buddha The statue of the god is lifelike.

Those old monks sat in two rows under the statues of these gods and Buddhas, looking neat and orderly.

As I walked past the first statue, the first monk opened his eyes, a pair of wise eyes with a divine light like a torch.

"Why did the little benefactor come?"

The eminent monk spoke slowly, with a sense of authority, which made me extremely uncomfortable.

I thought to myself, aren't you talking nonsense?It's not to save people, why am I here?Is it possible to become a monk ordained?
I asked back: "You don't even know why I came? The fight outside is in full swing. Of course I came here to ask you to suppress the evil spirits."

The old monk's eyes closed again: "Old Na is devoted to Buddha, killing has its own destiny, not reconciling with me."

I can't wait for the soles of the big shoes to be pumped, it has nothing to do with you, why are you yelling?

I continued to walk forward, and the second monk in a cassock sitting beside the old monk opened his eyes again: "Why is the little benefactor here?"

Damn, are you deaf?I was talking to the monk sitting next to you just now, didn't you hear me?Ask this again?You didn't come here to play with me, did you?
I just didn't bother to pay any attention to him and walked straight forward.

The third, fourth, and fifth monks spoke one after another, and all the monks asked was the same sentence: Why did the little benefactor come.

I didn't reply a word, I walked directly to the place near the Buddha Tathagata and stood still.

Before Buddha Tathagata, there was an old monk with white beard and hair, wearing a big red cassock, holding three thick incense sticks in his hands, and worshiping the gods and Buddhas. He has been sitting in this position since I came in, until I walked by his side. Change.

I walked up to him, bowed and saluted the statue of Buddha Tathagata, then stood still and waited.

One second, two seconds, three seconds, I don't know how long, just when I was impatient and ready to get angry, the old monk turned around.

"The little benefactor is restless, so he should pay more attention to Buddhism and stabilize his mood."

The old monk's eyebrows and beard were almost down to the ground. It was the first time I had seen such an image, so there was no reason to give birth to a sense of admiration.

"The master is right, but there are my friends outside, and my relatives are suffering from the disaster. I don't have time to listen to you here again."

The old monk smiled slightly: "Huang Liang has a dream, but it's just a snap of your fingers. Even if the little donor sinks in this square for a hundred years, it's just a matter of blinking an eye. Why care so much?"

I frowned: "Even if it's a dream of Huang Liang, I'm still worried about it, so don't test me again, Master."

The long-browed monk looked at me with deep eyes: "Do you really want to leave?"

I said helplessly: "I really don't want to talk nonsense with you."

The long-browed monk's eyes showed disappointment: "Let's go over there! Huihai, let's go for a walk with him."

After speaking, the monk with long eyebrows raised his hand and waved his arm, and while his long sleeves fluttered, my figure was swept out of the hall and flew out of the door.

Then a monk in yellow robe grabbed my clothes and lifted me up, vaguely, I seemed to hear the old monk sigh: "Seven emotions and six desires, three emotions are sad, inspired by the sky, but how can I not turn to the Buddha."

I mean what does this mean?Looking down and seeing the thirteen steps leading to the palace under his feet, he suddenly realized.

Although I was a little suspicious in my heart, I was also in a good mood. Fortunately, my buddy didn't go up those three steps, or else I wouldn't have been made a monk by this old monk?

When the time comes, give me something to inherit and so on, and then make a Buddhist grandfather, and I will directly become the protagonist of the novel.

Sure enough, art comes from life.

In any case, the last sentence of this old monk is that I have successfully completed the task. At least this is Huihai, or Hui Neng, and will definitely help me to destroy Dong Chibing.

And looking at the old monk like this, it seems that destroying Dong Chibing is like playing, and it can be done by just calling someone.

In an instant, I felt as if my inspiration rushed into the white clouds, penetrated the endless clouds, and returned to my body again.

In an instant, I returned to normal again, and I still held the square seal of the host in my hand, and the square seal still shone with milky white light. The three great monks were still suppressing Dong Chibing, and Sanbujie was still following him incessantly. I talked about their ancestors at Dengyun Temple.

Everything seemed to really only take less than half a second, as if it was just a blink of an eye.

I looked up in a daze, thinking I came out, where is that Hui Hai?Could it be that the old monk fooled me?Or, am I just dreaming?
Just as my thoughts fell, I saw that the square seal in my hand floated up from my hand automatically. It turned and covered Dong Chibing's head.

The small Fangyin actually carried an overwhelming coercion, pressing down Dong Chibing's originally high head.

"Little Fangyin, dare to suppress this seat?"

Dong Chibing raised one arm and stretched out his hand to grab the Fangyin, but the Fangyin fell hard. First, the pile driver used to tamp the foundation fell hard.

When I saw Dong Chibing's palm supporting that Fangyin, his body was shocked, and then a deep pit appeared on the bottom of his feet, and the parts of his legs below the knees were all sunk into the soil.

Dong Chibing was shocked by this Fangyin, his whole body went numb, and he roared again, wanting to get up again, but Fangyin flew high again and fell fiercely.

Dong Chibing's arm didn't even have time to retract it, so he acted as a lever for the second time, sending all his body below the waist into the soil.

I felt chills for a while, this Huihai was ruthless enough, is this planning to bury Dong Chibing alive?
Facts have proved that I guessed right, that Fang Yin did not give Dong Chibing any chance or time to resist, and flew up and down again and again like a sledgehammer, smashing Dong Chibing and his lead into the soil. The remaining hand is outside.

The three great monks were also the masters of the downfall. Not only did the scriptures never stop, but the three pairs of thighs and six big feet seemed to be fighting as rogues, and they kicked Dong Chibing's hand hard. Reservoir dogs.

Dong Chibing's last hand also completely sank into the soil. From time to time, Dong Chibing's muffled shouts could be heard underground, while cracks appeared on the ground.

It seems that this is not enough. After doing all this, the Fangfang Yin fell back into my hand, and the Bayeux scripture in my hand floated up again.

I heard a mighty reprimand from the air: "One leaf covers the eyes, seal!"

　Don't laugh at the words of the great master's arms, because I was already delirious at that time, woo woo woo, welcome to continue to find fault, but refuse to swear

　　
　
(End of this chapter)