Buddha Immortal

Chapter 213 Destiny

Just now, the explosion came too suddenly, and he felt the threat of death, so he hastily sacrificed the cloud steel shield to resist.Because of this, he survived the devastating explosion.

The holy monk who traded with him was not so lucky. Although his cultivation level was higher than his, his magic weapon was not as good as his, and his reflection ability was not as good as his, so he was killed on the spot.

The dharma body of the dharma monk still looks a bit fragile in this kind of explosion, especially if he is too weak to defend against. You must know that the explosive power in the four boxes is equivalent to the explosive power of 400 tons of TNT equivalent.

One hundred tons equals a blasting force of 20 catties, and the Dharma Aspect Saint Monk's dharma body can withstand only about 20 catties, which is four times higher, reaching a blasting force of 80 catties, which is naturally unbearable for ordinary Dharma Aspect Saint Monks.

If Huifa hadn't been clever and had such a high-grade magic weapon as the Yungang Shield, he would have escaped death.

"Huifa, what's going on?" The terrifying monk appeared behind Huifa, staring at him indifferently.

Huifa's body trembled, he narrowly escaped death just now, he was too busy thinking about who was framing him, but he forgot how to pass the current test.

"Disciple Huifa, pay homage to Dharma King Jialun!" His knees softened, he knelt down on the spot, and respectfully kowtowed. "Forgive me, my lord. The disciple did not do it on purpose. He was also harmed by an adulterer. The plutonium element that was taken this time was repackaged! It is full of explosives!"

Huifa was weeping, and wanted to say a few more pitiful words, but when he met Karen Karen's unfeeling eyes, his heart trembled, and he didn't dare to say any more nonsense.

Karen Dharma King frowned slightly when he heard this, his eyes flickered, showing no emotion.

"Dharma King, you must trust your disciples!" Huifa howled weakly, and he suddenly realized that there were still six boxes, which must also be filled with explosives.

After thinking about it for a while, he felt that it was not right. He also had a hard time saying it. In order to gain more benefits, he claimed to the Peacock Palace that it could only produce [-] to [-] kilograms of plutonium per month.

Now that something happened, he almost said it out of desperation, it was a terrible thing, he swallowed the words back, just kept begging.

"His Majesty, my disciple has worked hard for years without merit. Please show mercy and forgive me for once! I am willing to take full responsibility for the damage caused by the explosion. Even if I go bankrupt, I will definitely rebuild the Peacock Palace in the shortest possible time. !"

Although he embraced Karen Dharma King's thick legs, there was no emotion at all between him and Karen Dharma King, it was just a subordinate relationship being used.There was a faint murderous aura in the coercion emanating from Galen's body, and the air seemed to be imprisoned. He felt his heart twitching, and his back was drenched in cold sweat, but he still didn't know it.

At this time, all the monks from the Peacock Palace rushed over, all with angry faces, staring fiercely at Huifa who was crying.

Many people were meditating, but were suddenly interrupted by the explosion, and their houses were destroyed and collapsed. It is conceivable how angry they were.

"My lord, there are a large number of troublemakers coming outside, including many reporters!" a monk reported.

"Qingsu, take someone to deal with it, and at the same time contact the government, and don't allow any relevant news reports to appear!" Dharma King Jialun ordered quietly.

There is an unquestionable tone in his voice, no news reports are allowed to appear, what arrogance and domineering words!But when he said it, it was like talking about a small thing.

This is the arrogance of Karen Dharma King!

"Respect the Dharma King's decree!" The holy monk made a move, and immediately ordered a dozen monks to rush out, all of them with murderous looks. In Tianzhu City, you may not know who the mayor is, but there will never be anyone who does not know The prestige of King Lunfa.

Tianzhu City and more than a dozen surrounding third-tier cities are under the direct jurisdiction of Karen Dharma King. There is an unwritten rule among the people. For some reason, I have to go to the ashram to burn incense once a month, otherwise there will be bad luck.

This is not alarmist talk, but true.

"Huifa, I think you have made some contributions over the years, and I will forgive you once. You are limited to restore all the buildings of the Peacock Palace to the original within one month, and compensate the dojo for the loss of one billion yuan!"

After a moment of contemplation, Karen Karen made a decision.

When Huifa heard the words, if he received amnesty, he would kowtow more than "Thank Fa Wang Hongen, Huifa will be devastated and repay you!" One billion compensation, plus the construction loss of the Peacock Palace, may be as high as 30 billion, Huifa's heart is full In Dripping Blood, his family has a great business and needs for cultivation. Although he has an annual income of nearly 20 billion, the balance is not much.

30 billion, the savings he has accumulated over the years will shrink by half in one fell swoop, how can he not be heartbroken.

He has recently felt a sense of breaking through to the holy monk of Dharma. He is preparing to sell the plutonium this time to collect 50 billion and buy several items that increase the chance of breaking through. Now it seems that he can only wait a little longer.

Guo Lingchan and Hui Ao fled back to Huayun City at this moment, feeling very relieved. Huifa must have been unable to break through to the Saint Monk realm in a short time after being severely swayed by herself.

Recently, Guo Lingchan has gained a deep understanding of the feeling of decline.

He has experienced many great sorrows and pains, coupled with his familiarity with Buddhist principles, and after long-term comprehension and grinding, he was only a little short of being able to comprehend this situation.

Recently, the power of faith has rapidly increased and accumulated, his wisdom has greatly increased, his inspiration has skyrocketed, and he has further knowledge and understanding of the feeling of decline, but there is still the last sliver of understanding.

He decided to go out for a walk, practice and practice, which means practicing while practicing, which is the same as traveling thousands of miles and reading thousands of books.

Huayun City is full of gloomy atmosphere. This place is not a paradise on earth, but like a sinking hell. People who live in this city have to suffer every day and are exhausted physically and mentally.

According to Hui Ao's account, the number of evil spirits in this city is increasing every day, but he searched for the root cause, but couldn't find it.

With his Celestial Eyes, he couldn't find the root cause, so it is conceivable how secretive it is. If Guo Lingchan wants to completely change the city and save the citizens from suffering, he must first find a way to deal with the murderous and cunning evil spirits.

The sky was getting dark, there were only dim street lights on the street, every house was closed, there was no pedestrian on the road, and the whole city became extremely quiet.

Guo Lingchan walked alone on the street, looking very abrupt and eye-catching.

He casually looked at the residential houses on both sides of the street, but he didn't find a single evil spirit when he glanced around with his little magic power.The occupancy rate of residential buildings is frighteningly low. In some houses, there are only five or six rooms with lights on. Perhaps the sound of his walking is particularly loud in this silent night, causing people to shake in those lit windows. , apparently the residents were looking at him through the windows.

"Dad, isn't that uncle afraid of devils? Shall we remind him to go home quickly!" The voice of a baby-like child came to Guo Lingchan's ears, and his heart warmed slightly after coming to this city for so long , what I feel the most is the decline of the city and the indifference of the citizens.

Children are the most innocent, and their hearts are far purer than adults.

"What do children know, don't talk nonsense, maybe it's a devil disguised as a human!" the child's father scolded in a low voice.

Guo Lingchan looked up and found two heads sticking out from behind the window, a middle-aged man with wrinkled forehead and a very thin and cute little boy. The middle-aged man let out a strange cry, hurriedly carried the child away from the window, and quickly closed the curtains.

For some reason, Guo Lingchan felt that the child would not live long the first time he looked at the child.

With the magic eye, one can see the anger of a person, but the child's anger is extremely weak, like a flame that is about to be extinguished at any time.

Moreover, there was a faint bloody light covering the child's head, even the middle-aged man. The bloody light appeared on the head, which was a very bad omen.

Encounter is fate, Guo Lingchan displayed the small magic power of the prophet to perceive.

Vaguely, he found that the child's life had two paths, one was extremely short and almost came to an end, and the other was along a steep slope at the short point, and after climbing the steep slope, it turned into a smooth road and continued on. leading to the front.

It was also the first time that he used the prophetic power to perceive a person's fate.

It may be because his realm is too low, and he is not proficient in the use of the prophet's small supernatural power. When using it, he is not as handy as he imagined, and the effect does not seem to be very great.

Tianxin is the most merciful, and there are two ways for people in everything, and there is no dead end no matter what time.

This is what Guo Lingchan saw in a volume of Buddhist scriptures, and he thought it made a lot of sense, so he kept it in mind.There are two fates for this child, and now is the critical moment, if I can help him pass this hurdle, maybe this child will grow up and not die young.

He wanted to verify whether the perception of the prophet's little supernatural power was correct, and he couldn't bear to watch such a lovely child die young, so he decided to stay here tonight.

At that moment, he sat down on the stone chair by the street, closed his eyes and listened to all the sounds around him.

It's a pity that his little supernatural power of listening to the sky can't hear the voice of the nether world, otherwise as long as there is a ghost appearing, he can monitor the movement immediately.

The evil spirit has no form or body, no matter whether it enters the room through the wall or wanders away, it will not make a sound.

It is relatively easy to realize the little god of hearing under Tianertong, and the little magic power of hearing hallucinations is also very high, but it is extremely difficult to realize the little god of listening alone.

Not to mention Guo Lingchan, it is Hui Ao who was subdued by him. He is the Supreme Soul Boy of the Seventh World. His dharma body is stronger than him, and he has fully realized the seven emotions, but he still hasn't realized the little supernatural power of earth listening.

Earth listening is also called truth listening in Buddhism.

In Guo Lingchan’s favorite Journey to the West in his previous life, in the section about the true and false monkey kings, the two monkey kings finally quarreled in the underworld, and in the underworld there was a psychic beast called Di Ting. Between the four major continents, the mountains and rivers and the land, the caves, the heavens and the blessed land, there are worms, scale worms, caterpillars, feather worms, insects, heavenly immortals, earth immortals, immortals, human immortals, and ghost immortals.

At that time, he heard the two monkey kings that even Guanshiyin Bodhisattva could not distinguish, which one was real and which one was false, but it did not say it because of the guidance of its master, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

Although it is a fairy tale, but among the eighteen minor gods of Buddhism, the little supernatural power of listening to the earth actually exists.

When performing it, you only need to put your ears on the ground, and you can hear all the ghostly sounds and sounds that the ears cannot hear.

After this sitting, I sat until it was completely dark and the bright moon rose into the sky.

The silent Huayun City was like a dead city, but just after nine o'clock, there were bursts of whistling sounds unique to evil spirits everywhere in the city, ghosts crying and wolves howling, which was creepy.

Guo Lingchan felt a breeze blowing over his head, and a shadow seemed to flash across the ground. He was startled, "Here we come!" He quickly jumped up to the thirteenth floor where the child was.

(End of this chapter)