If I can't hold on, I will kill Hokage through

It is different from ordinary temples.

The Temple of Fire never accepts worship from pilgrims. Rather than being a temple, it is different from the Hidden Village. They are both national military training institutions.

The majestic temple is located on the top of the peak, with two ferocious statues standing on the left and right, looking more like two demons than Buddha.

The lives of people in the Ninja world are like grass, and there is no Buddha in the world.

Lu Chuan looked at the temple with an extraordinary cost and felt more disdain for the world in his heart.

When he chose to massacre the ninjas, Lu Chuan still had a grudge in his heart.No matter how you convince yourself that these are NPCs, when the bright red blood sprays out, you feel the hot temperature, and the desperate eyes before death, it is impossible to say that your heart is not touched at all.

In particular, Lu Chuan did not travel to a quiet and peaceful Ninja Village. In his small town, the rich hired ninjas, so they could see that the people were like nothing. How could the powerless people resist the ninjas who mastered chakra? The people's misery was complicated. Which ninja village would take care of this?

What value do ninjas have besides war and killing?

It has powerful force but only knows how to plunder resources, and no one is engaged in production.

Lu Chuan's heart was like cold water, his thoughts were like ice, and the big sword in his hand was filled with evil aura.

The two ferocious statues and the heavy iron gate of the Fire Temple are not decorations, but a huge barrier.It requires the chakra of the Immortal Clan held by the monks of the Fire Temple to pass.However, Lu Chuan, who was familiar with the plot, had already understood the solution. He flew up and hit the huge stone statue hard with his heavy sword.

The hesitation and resentment of many days seemed to be vented through this blow. The moment the sword blade touched the stone statue, the whole world seemed to be distorted, like a wet rag that was twisted hard with both hands and stirred. It became a twist.

The stone statues, iron gates, walls, and even the green hills at the end were turned into desolation under this distortion. The entire Fire Temple was split into two from the gate. In the direction pointed by the sword, everything disappeared, including those who had no idea. The loving monk.

"Come on, are you kidding?"

In the big Buddhist temple in the center of the temple, a monk stared blankly at his right arm. The entire arm disappeared out of thin air. The friend who had just been sitting next to him also disappeared. Everyone in the temple was shocked by this terrifying thing. The scene was shocking, the huge Buddha statue, the gold-plated Buddha body suddenly lost the middle part, and only the two upturned corners of the Buddha's kind head were left, looking like a monster and terrifying.

The ultimate sword.

Ever since the battle with Six Paths Payne, no matter how hard he pushed himself, Lu Chuan had never used this sword again.

Just now, a strike from Fu Zhi's heart actually triggered the Ultimate Sword.

The last time between life and death, Lu Chuan had no chance to realize it. This time, Lu Chuan truly experienced the magic power of this sword.There is no move, no sign, just like waving your hand at the dust.

Lu Chuan still maintained his sword-drawing posture, but his whole body was immersed in this realization.

Looking at Lu Chuan standing at the temple gate with his sword raised, there was no sound in the entire Fire Temple for a long time. The monks of the Fire Temple didn't even dare to breathe.The sword strike just now surpassed everyone's cognition. There was even a monk who thought he had fallen into an illusion and bit his tongue to pieces. When he found out that everything was really happening, his eyes darkened.The monk who was scratched by the sword light and had his entire arm cut off was even more terrifying. He let the blood flow without wiping it. His mouth was wide open, tears and nose were flowing, and he had already fallen into madness.

clang.

There was a crisp sound in the courtyard.It was the monk who happened when his Zen staff hit the ground.

"Those who save themselves will be protected by the Buddha. Do not despise me." Dilu was wearing the cassock that symbolizes the abbot's status as the Temple of Fire. He was holding a Zen staff specially made for the abbot and was tapping the ground to save the monks from despair. wake.

"Now that the Buddha in my heart has been extinguished, I am no longer a monk. All the common people, please go down the mountain on your own." Di Lu looked solemn, and without looking at the monks, he faced Lu Chuan majestically.

No matter how firm your faith is, you will still feel scared when facing the sword just now.If this were not the case, Di Lu would not put on the cassock that only the abbot can wear and pick up the Zen staff that only belongs to the abbot.But no matter how scared I am, I can't retreat.

But no matter how scared I am, I can't retreat or escape.

Dilu knew that the entire Fire Temple had no value in the eyes of a strong person. At most, it was his own head, which could be of some use.But it is impossible to abandon the monastery, abandon the monks and run for one's life on the mainland.

It has nothing to do with faith.From the first day when he became the guardian of the Twelve Shinobi, Chiriku had forgotten the Buddha and became the daimyo's killing tool.But Dilu will not regret it at all, because Buddha could not make the temple where he grew up become majestic, nor could he make his senior brothers and sisters have enough to eat.Ever since he killed the first person, no monks had starved to death in the Fire Temple. As he killed more and more people, the Fire Temple became more and more majestic and magnificent.

Seeing everyone in the Fire Temple kneeling down to worship the Buddha devoutly and sincerely praying for the Buddha's blessings, Dilu felt happy from the bottom of his heart.He has long understood that if there is really a Buddha protecting the Burning Temple, that Buddha must be himself.

clang.

The Zen staff hit the ground hard, and part of it was even inserted into the blue brick.Di Lu stood in front of Lu Chuan step by step.None of the monks behind him followed, and they didn't even dare to take another look here. As the first monk took off his cassock and ran down the mountain, the rest of the monks were like boiling water, rolling, fighting, and fighting desperately. Run out of the temple.The solemn and solemn monastery has been in chaos. There are still a few majestic Buddha statues in the temple that have not been affected. They are quietly watching a group of believers who were once more devout than the other, knocking over the incense burners, kicking the Buddhist niches, and tearing them apart like ghosts and wolves. He broke his cassock and fled for his life.

"Make the donor laugh." Di Lu bowed slightly, then clasped his hands together, and a huge Thousand-Armed Guanyin appeared behind him.Compared with the sword strike just now, Di Lu knew that his power was completely insignificant, but he never gave up on himself.How can a Buddha bless others even if he gives up on himself?

Lu Chuan raised his sword. The feeling of the sword just now was mysterious and mysterious, and it was beyond his control now.But that doesn’t stop me from gaining insights from it.Along the way of swordsmanship, in addition to being accompanied by the sword, there is also a complicated and confusing path of cultivating the mind.If he had no idea what kendo was before, now Lu Chuan had opened the door and saw the path under his feet.

"The young monk wants to know why the benefactor came to this temple." The Guanyin statue behind Dilu slowly turned from gold to red. He used what he had learned in his life without reservation. The full chakra output even gave Dilu the ability to Confront Lu Chuan's ideas.

"It's 3000 million taels." Lu Chuan's eyes were focused, his eyes were calm, and his reincarnation eye had been opened.