My wife is the sect leader

"puff!"

Fazhi sprayed out a mouthful of blood arrows, his body tilted, and he almost fell to the ground.

"Host!"

The monks in Faxi Temple were all shocked.

"Senior brother, are you alright?" Fa Wu supported Fa Zhi, and asked hastily: "This Mugu consumes too much internal energy, senior brother, you..."

This twilight drum is a thousand-year-old twilight drum left by the ancient Faxi Temple. It is no longer an ordinary twilight drum. Although it can suppress evil spirits, beating this drum consumes a lot of internal energy. hurt the foundation.

"I'm fine..."

Fa Zhi pushed Fa Wu away, and then picked up the drumstick.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

Fazhi beat the Mu Drum again, and the thick and thick sound rose up.

"puff!"

But within two strokes, he sprayed out another mouthful of blood, and the bright red blood directly sprinkled on the drum skin.

"Brother!"

Fa Wu couldn't help but said, "Let me come."

"Need not........"

Fa Zhi just paused, the movement of his hands remained the same, and the moment the drumstick fell, there were golden ripples vibrating out, suppressing the evil spirit.

When Fa Wu saw the bright red blood, he felt that his breathing was stagnant.

In front of the Pilu Hall, everyone watched as Fa Zhi kept beating the evening drum.

They were all waiting, waiting for the monk Fazhi to fall, and the evil spirit would completely rush up.

At first, the evil energy could still be suppressed, but soon the overflowing evil energy became more and more intense, and the black air flow gradually converged from the original trickle into a lake, filled with momentum, as if to make the circle The moon is covered.

Originally, the golden ripples were able to suppress the evil spirit, and then divided into equal parts, each occupying half of the country, but now the evil spirit has the upper hand.

An Jing raised his head to look at the evil spirit, his brows were twisted into a "Chuan".

"puff!"

The drumstick in Fazhi's hand stopped again, and a bloody arrow spurted out. His dry face became even older, and his eyes seemed to lose their divine light.

Bloody drumsticks, slippery and impossible to hold, Judah shouted to suppress evil!

"Brother..."

Fa Wu looked at the gradually bending back.

"Buddha said, compassion is to give happiness. Compassion is to eradicate suffering. To eradicate the suffering of all living beings and to give happiness to all beings is compassion."

Fazhi seems to be talking to Fawu, or talking to everyone, or talking to himself.

"Boom......"

As he spoke, the drumstick in his hand struck the drum head with such weak force that the sound became much quieter.

Fa Wu was stunned for a moment, then sat down cross-legged.

"Nawu Drink Natana Duo Na Ye Ye, Nan Wu Ali Ye Po Lu Jie Di, Shuo Bo Na Ye..."

There were words in his mouth, and he began to recite Buddhist scriptures.

"Amitabha!"

Then in front of Pilu Hall, other monks of Faxi Temple also sat cross-legged, and followed Fawu to recite Buddhist scriptures.

The golden light is dim, like flowing waves, except for the sound of drums, there is only the sound of scriptures resounding in the ears of everyone.

An Jing saw it clearly, he knew that Fa Zhi would not last long.

Fazhi's eyes had lost their divine light, and the drumstick in his hand was losing strength.

"Boom......"

Fazhi couldn't hold the drumstick anymore, blood dripped from the corner of his mouth to the ground.

The yin and evil energy surged violently, as if it had turned into a vast ocean.

"The seal is about to break."

The old man with a disability fixed his eyes, and his heart moved.

Liu Qingshan looked at Fazhi's figure and sighed, "Master Fazhi, you know that this is just a wrong attachment."

The living are passers-by, and the dead are returnees.

"boom!"

The whole Sanmiao Mountain seemed to tremble, and the soaring evil spirit could no longer be restrained, and the vast soup surged up, as if to swallow the whole Sanmiao Mountain.

Such an astonishing aura made An Jing think of the evil spirit formed by countless army souls buried in the flat ground, which still lingers for a long time.

When the evil spirit is soaring, there must be blood.

The same is true for evil spirits.

It won't happen that the lives of people will be ruined, but there will be disasters within a radius of tens of miles of Sanmiao Mountain.

I saw the fragments of the Buddha statue in front of the Pilu Hall, which still had the Buddha's rhyme, disintegrated and turned into gravel in an instant, and then the golden light emitted by the evening drum was also swallowed in an instant.

After the evil energy swallowed the golden light, it rushed towards Fa Zhi and Mu Gu like a roaring flood.

Fazhi raised his head and looked at the evil spirit in the sky, his face neither happy nor sad, "Dependent origin is gone, conditioned birth is empty, gains and losses follow conditioned conditions, and the heart does not increase or decrease..."

He stood under the twilight drum and left the last verse, his body was like a small boat in a storm, gradually melting into the evil spirit.

"Brother!"

Fawu opened his eyes and cried out.

But Dharma wisdom was completely submerged in the evil energy and melted into the darkness.

"Brother, what does passing away mean?"

"Death is the way home."

"The way home?"

"It's the beginning of life."

........

Fawu's heart trembled, and what Fazhi said was still in his mind.

All the monks of Faxi Temple present had their heads down, looking sad.

"That bald donkey is too persistent." Tian Disabled Old Man couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"Knowing the result, but still persevering, how many people in this world can do it?" Dai Ling also sighed, "This Dharma wisdom is worthy of the Eighteen Arhats, a generation of eminent monks."

The presiding officer of Faxi Temple, the Eighteen Arhats of the Pure Land, the master of Congealing Earth Flowers, and the master of Fazhi who had countless fame and blessings, just died like this.

Everyone present was a little bit embarrassed.

"Wait!" Liu Qingshan frowned slightly.

"Um!?"

An Jing's heart skipped a beat as he looked at the black aura.

The next moment, I saw the golden light shining in the black air machine, just like the dazzling sunlight in the dark night, everyone who was pierced couldn't help but use their internal strength to stop it.

"This is....."

Seeing this, a trace of astonishment appeared in Fawu's eyes, "Could it be that senior brother not only didn't die, but also became enlightened?"

In Zen Buddhism, practicing martial arts and Buddhism are related to each other, and learning the corresponding martial arts naturally requires relatively advanced Buddhism.

Arhat is the fruit status of the Pure Land of the Western Regions. Only those who have cultivated Buddhism to a certain level and have reached the strength can be called Arhat.

Above the Arhat rank are Vajra and Bodhisattva.

The Bodhisattva lowered his eyebrows and showed compassion in the six realms.King Kong glared and subdued the demon.

But if one wants to reach the higher fruit position, the Dharma has to go up to a higher level.

Even if there are many masters in the Pure Land, there are many eminent monks, but there will only be a Bodhisattva or a Vajra in a few decades.

Feeling the emerging golden light, the next moment, the evil energy frantically shrank underground.

The tide of evil energy receded, the sky and the earth became clear, and in mid-air, only a moment of golden relic was left, shining brightly.

Just today.

The Bodhisattva lowers his eyebrows and saves all living beings!

........

Chapter 92

Everyone present looked up at the relic.

In Buddhism, only Bodhisattvas can condense into relics, and eminent monks who condense relics, as long as they practice Buddhist martial arts diligently, most of them can reach the realm of masters.

In other words, in order to suppress this evil spirit, a future Buddhist master was completely annihilated in the world just now.

Grandmaster, this is the real peak of the rivers and lakes.

Compared with the activeness of the second rank, there are not many masters of the first rank appearing in the rivers and lakes. Unless it is a major event, or a competition for secret treasures handed down from generation to generation, it is usually difficult to see a master of the first rank.

As for the master, it is an existence that the dragon sees its head but does not see its end. There are legends of master masters everywhere in the rivers and lakes, but there are very few master masters who actually appear.

Most master masters devote themselves to cultivation and want to go one step further and reach the realm of the invincible grand master.

The realm of the great master increases the lifespan by [-] yuan, which is undoubtedly a fatal temptation for the masters of the realm of the master. In order to seek this way, it is almost difficult to see the master of the master.

"Brother..."

Fa Wu stretched out his hand to take the relic, his voice trembling.

Brother Fazhi, who was also a teacher and father, has passed away, and this is the last existence left by him.

"One thought transcends life, crossing people and crossing oneself."

If Fa Wu realized something, he looked at the relic in his hand and said, "Senior brother, I understand."

"This Dharma wisdom can be regarded as a real eminent monk."

An Jing looked at the shining relic and thought to himself.

If such a huge amount of evil spirit gushes out, not to mention Yuzhou City, then Sanmiao Mountain and the surrounding villages will definitely be affected, and it is particularly clear whether there will be other harms in the future.

"Buddhism has lost a bodhisattva."

Liu Qingshan looked at Pilu Hall and said quietly.

"Bodhisattva..."

Guo Yuchun seems to have some emotion, Zen Buddhism pays attention to both Buddhism and martial arts, and the difficulty of Buddhism is more difficult than martial arts.

During the chaos of the Nine Kingdoms, Buddhism was extremely hated in the world at that time, and the degree was still higher than that of the current Demon Sect. At that time, there were still some people who supported Buddhism in the Yue Kingdom, and most Buddhist temples were still built.

Until the iron cavalry of the State of Yan stepped into the territory of the State of Yue, and entered the capital of the State of Yue, and the ancient Buddhist temple, the Lotus Temple, was right next to the capital of the State of Yue.

The abbot of the Lotus Temple is a Zen master, who has studied Buddhism all his life and has helped the world, but his understanding of martial arts is very superficial, and the same is true for other monks in the temple.

When Yan Guo's iron cavalry entered, the monks of Lianhua Temple were still reciting scriptures in the temple and did not go out.

But no one knew that the Emperor of Yue hid his orphan daughter in the temple, which was also the only blood of the Yue Kingdom.

The host of the Lotus Temple said nothing, just beating the wooden fish.

The iron cavalry of the State of Yan searched the entire capital of the State of Yue but could not find it, and then began to search the temple.

The events of that year were engraved in the history books of Dayan.

The statue of Bodhisattva in Lianhua Temple was destroyed and pushed away. The abbot of Lianhua Temple and all the monks wept silently.

Until a Yan Guo cavalry slashed at a novice monk with a knife.

The abbot of the Lotus Temple flew forward, and the cassock was stained red with blood.