martial law

Hearing the soft tone of Sanskrit singing in his ears, and seeing the green smoke curling up in his eyes, he let out a sigh of relief just now.

He knew that at this time, the monks in the temple were doing lunch classes and communicating with the upper world with sincere and righteous thoughts. Whenever this time, there would be the light of the Great Sun Buddha shining on the temple, and any evil spirits and heretics would have to stay away.

The sudden palpitations just now and the fear of imminent disaster finally faded from my heart.

It's really safe here.

"Fortunately, the Bodhisattva's task was not done poorly. The little guy arrived at Jinshan Temple without incident. Next, as long as he teaches with peace of mind and grows up smoothly, there will be no more accidents."

He looked down at the chubby little guy, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

"The little guy was born ice and snow and cute. He looks like a very smart child. He must learn something very quickly. However, his blood comes from his father's generation. He may be a little aggressive, but he cannot be contaminated with martial arts. thing.

It would be better to let him cultivate his character in meditation and concentrate on studying Buddhist scriptures, and don't expect him to become a great virtuous monk, as long as he subtly changes his mind and devotes himself to the Buddha. "

Raising such a small child is actually a very troublesome thing.

However, Faming traveled all over his life and experienced too much.

Known as a Buddhist sage in the world, his knowledge and knowledge are not weaker than some virtuous and talented people who have served in the imperial court. As long as he thinks about it, he can handle some very troublesome things properly Appropriate stickers.

First of all, when he entered Jinshan Temple, he did not go to the abbot to give orders. As an elder, he had a high status. At that moment, he told some monks and deacons in the temple to go to the mountain to fetch animal milk and deliver it to the temple on time every day. .

It is good to drink some animal milk when the child is not teething.

When he gets older, he can feed some porridge and rice, so that the little guy won't be hungry.

Of course, the monastery also has special internal affairs monks to handle tasks such as changing diapers and washing clothes, so there is no need for the holy monk Faming to worry too much.

After ordering many things, Fa Ming carefully put the little guy on the couch, made it comfortable with a quilt, and then chanted a mantra to a fierce and sturdy shirtless arhat in the meditation room.

When the aura on his body became one with the arhat, and the aura was connected, he felt relieved, picked up the little guy and thought of making a joke, "From now on, the old monk will be your teacher. From now on, if you don't If you study well, you will definitely learn from the Mortal Academy. If you spank your little butt, you have to study hard.

You drifted over in the river, so I will call you "Jiang Liu'er" from now on. No need to mention your lay name, whether it is Chen or Li.The mundane affairs of the past are not that important. You have a heavy responsibility, Jiang Liuer, you have to work hard. "

The little guy just stared at the old monk with his black eyes, as if he understood what he was saying, and kicked his legs vigorously.

It seems to be saying, old monk, please go far away, who will be patient to learn from you.

After being separated for a while, he missed his mother.

Thinking of the woman who put herself in the river with tears.

He opened his mouth and wept loudly.

I cried so hard that my heart cracked.

The old monk Faming propped himself up with both hands, dumbfounded.

His hands were warm and damp, and he was peeing all over his body. His eyebrows twitched, and it was the first time he realized that it was really not a human job to take care of a baby.

I wanted to reprimand you, but how can you lose your temper when facing this little baby who is not yet full moon...

People don't understand anything.

……

"The baby is crying, I can hear it."

Yin Wenjiao was weak all over and looked sad.

It is said that mother and child are connected, she seems to really hear her son crying and sad.

My heart hurts like a knife.

Perhaps, in the past, she was worried that it would be bad for the children, and she endured whatever was on her mind.

At this time, it was obvious that there was no need to be patient, and he just looked at Yang Lin helplessly.

Regardless of whether the child was sent by the Bodhisattva, or from the Li family, or from your Chen family, now that he has followed you, and Li Wuding has no bones left, you are the child's real father.

Do you have the heart to let him grow up in a temple from an ancient Buddha with green lanterns, and finally become a pedantic and stupid monk?

"Let's take a look and talk. Although the old monk is not strong, he just tried a move and retreated in defeat. In fact, he is really not as weak as he looks, and he is very insidious."

He reached out and wiped Yin Wenjiao's forehead between the brows.

A ray of golden light stained the past.

Borrowing the power of her own heavenly eyes, she helped Yin Wenjiao temporarily open her eyes.

Let her see it more clearly.

Yin Wenjiao turned to look at the temple in doubt, and saw a sea of ​​golden light.

Almost blinded her eyes.

In the main hall, hundreds of monks chanted in unison. The Buddha and Bodhisattva looked solemn, and their mana was like waves like waves, covering Jinshan Temple.

A wild wolf seemed to be very hungry and panicked, and seemed to smell the fresh air in the temple.

Dazed for a moment, he jumped into the temple from the backyard, opened his bloody mouth, and went straight to the eight or nine-year-old novice who was sweeping the fallen leaves.

The howling of the black wolf was still echoing from his mouth, but he jumped halfway, and his body was twisted by the golden light, and it had already turned into countless light particles and stars, melted into the golden Buddha light, and disappeared.

It seems that it has never been here before, and there has never been such a black wolf in the world.

"It is said that Buddhism is a place of compassion, and people in the world always ignore their means of subjugating demons intentionally or unintentionally... always think that monks are kind and easy to bully.

In fact, deep down, these people are more ruthless than anyone else, secretly attacking with poison. "

Being able to set up dojos in all the heavens and worlds, moreover, they have all become one of the most powerful forces, making such a big reputation and enjoying the boundless incense.

It's impossible to do it just by chanting scriptures nicely.

such a big benefit...

If they want to get it in their hands and keep it so that they don't dare to snatch it, the only explanation is that they are strong enough and ruthless enough.

If he broke into the opponent's lair regardless of his care, his fate would not be much better than that hungry wolf who wanted to eat people.

Because, Yang Lin discovered that in this very detailed and peaceful temple, those clay sculptures and wood sculptures are not real statues, but powerful abilities that can be revived at any time.

Perhaps, in other regions of the Central Plains, they will be suppressed by this piece of heaven and earth, but in the local ashram, with the gathering of incense and thoughts from all directions, those statues can basically display their original strength within a certain period of time.

Even if you are suppressed, you can use the power to transcend this world.

With his fifth-level strength, he may be able to leapfrog the level to fight, but he is somewhat powerless in the face of enemies that are too much beyond his own level.

Even if you don't say these words, Yin Wenjiao already understands them after seeing them.

She also saw, on the northwest side, in a Zen room, an old monk was guarding the little guy, and behind him on the incense table, there was a statue of a shirtless arhat stepping on a black tiger.

The power on the statue is like a mountain, and the breath is connected with the old monk. With every gesture, the statue seems to be alive.

"Tiger Arhat?"

"Yes, from the looks of it, it should be him."

There was some coldness in Yang Lin's eyes.

Earlier, he made a move by the river, with a single blow from the Five Elements Domain, and the monk was beaten until he vomited blood and fled.

It seems that he has the upper hand, and he can kill the old monk directly if he wants to.

In fact, Yang Lin knew that this was not the case at all.

Because, he did not receive the military luck value that the defeated opponent received from the martial arts order.

In this case, the only explanation is that the other party is pretending.

Pretending to be with some sort of plot.

Even, he was afraid of pretending not to be good, so he fled, creating all kinds of traces, and fled straight into the temple.

Do you want Yang Lin to show his body, or do you want him to kill and go to the temple?

What is the plan, Yang Lin does not have a clear idea.

But he knew that with his current means, he really couldn't kill the old monk.

Because, when it really comes to the point of life and death, the old monk is likely to transform.

The battle is too fierce, if the little guy is injured, it is very likely that the sky will be cracked and unexpected changes will usher in.

This point, just look at the Buddha and Bodhisattva who may be revived anytime and anywhere in Jinshan Temple, and you will understand.

To describe it as Longtan and Tiger's Den is an insult to this holy place of Buddhism.

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Chapter 463 Qing Yunzi, the Sword Pointing at the Demon Wolf

Yang Lin didn't say anything.

He could beat the old monk to death on the spot by the river, but he could only treat the symptoms but not the root cause.

Even if Elder Faming was killed, so what?

Can it fundamentally solve the problem?

Obviously not.

Faming is only the executor, not the mastermind behind the scenes.

I want to kill them together with the mastermind behind the scenes.

No matter how high-minded Yang Lin was, he had to admit that he couldn't do it for the time being.

Far from it.

Therefore, he can only bear it.

There is a knife on the head of Ninja.

It is true that it is uncomfortable, but you have to admit that you are not as powerful as others.

Things should be taken slowly, meals should be eaten at a bite, and the road should be taken step by step.

In the end, it is still unknown who will win the game.

There is no need to explain these secret calculations to Yin Wenjiao too clearly.

Even she didn't understand.

She just simply cared about whether the little guy would have an accident, whether he would grow up or not.

Although I didn't get the best result now, it was more or less a matter of my mind.

After reading it, I understood that in Buddhist temples, they actually valued their own children very much, they would not let him starve and freeze, and they would teach them to raise them up.

That's enough.

"Go back, Bodhisattva sending a child, how can life be so easy to accept, 18 years later, we have to work hard to solve it, otherwise, at that time, there will be a dilemma."

Yang Lin sighed unceasingly, his body flickered slightly, and he had already reached the foot of the mountain, turned into a stream of water, fled along the river, and soon brought Yin Wenjiao to the Governor's Mansion.

"If you miss your child, you can go and see it from a distance. As long as you are not in the temple, you can even meet each other. As long as you don't destroy the calculations of the monks, you won't cause too much trouble."

"That's it."

Yin Wenjiao returned to her room a little lonely, looking at the empty room and the few children's clothes scattered on the bed, feeling sad for a moment, unable to control herself.

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Governor Yamen.

At the poster post, a young Taoist in a blue Taoist robe, with a long sword on his back, and a wooden hairpin on his head tied his long hair, approached lightly with his feet clean, took off the poster, and said with a smile: "In the world of demons and demons, it is the time for our generation of Taoists to test the world with swords and protect the country and the people."

"What do you call the Taoist priest? How dare you reveal the list alone? Don't you be afraid that the monster wolf will swallow you up?"

"Does the Taoist priest come from the National Teacher's Mansion? At such an age, could it be the Taoist priest Li Chunfeng who crushed Dongting with his sword?"

"Taoist Wuna, this is no ordinary little demon. I heard that the demon wolf has swallowed hundreds of powerful hands. It can breathe the wind and can swallow mountains. You go and be careful if you enter the wolf's belly and become a snack. It's better Gather some people, even if you lose, you can escape."

Surrounded by some quack men who were eager to try and want to reveal the list but did not dare, seeing the young Taoist's handsome appearance and astonishing courage to directly reveal the list, they swarmed up and asked questions in one go.

"Qing Yunzi, a poor Taoist, with a five-light sword in one hand, came out of the cave by himself, and it is rare to meet an opponent. A mere wolf monster can be wiped out easily, so why is it so troublesome?"

The Taoist priest in Tsing Yi chuckled, glanced at some of the brash men in the surrounding area, and said with arrogance.

After finishing speaking, regardless of whether these people were ridiculing or looking forward to it, they turned around and brushed their sleeves, with wind under their feet, they left the city.

Seeing mountains and crossing mountains all the way, and riding waves when encountering water, he is indescribably carefree and elegant, and the energy in his body is getting stronger and sharper.

Going forward for tens of miles, at the foot of Zhangshan Mountain, the sword energy is already mighty, stretching for several miles.