I Raised a God in Tokyo

But before taking two steps, Master Jingshui suddenly shouted again: "Wait!"

"All stopped for me!"

"Turn around!"

Although the monks were a little puzzled, they still turned around and looked at Master Jingshui somewhat inexplicably.

At this moment, Master Jingshui's eyes were trembling slightly.

He staggered two steps and nearly collapsed to the ground.

In his eyes, bright red lights appeared on the foreheads of all the disciples.

This is a bloody catastrophe!

On another hill not far away, fiery red kimonos were dancing.

A woman with an enchanting figure and a beautiful face stood on her feet and looked into the distance.

In the hand box in front of her, rays of light lit up.

"It has already begun."

The ghost girl Hongye raised the corner of her mouth charmingly, and then closed the hand box with a squeak.

She looked at the tiny Mt. Takao in the distance and couldn't help sneering.

"These are all maple leaves stained with the blood of the little girl."

"Right now, they'll explode."

"Under these billion maple leaves, the little girl wants to see, how do you live?"

Chapter 82 Is there any Buddha free?

on the viewing platform.

There are constantly red leaves floating from the mountains, passing over the heads of everyone, and flying into the air.

As time passed, the scarlet cloud covering the top of everyone's heads continued to grow, covering the entire mountain.

The gaps between them were gradually filled up, and even sunlight could not penetrate easily.

The sky and the earth are changing.

In the depths of the invisible red cloud, there were already bursts of thunderous explosions, shocking people.

At this moment, even the tourists on the viewing platform faintly sensed something was wrong.

The sound of heated discussions, praise, and taking pictures has subsided for some time.

The entire viewing platform became extremely silent.

People are either curious, nervous, or fearful, all cast into the scarlet cloud above their heads.

Boom!

With a loud bang, the scarlet cloud suddenly spewed out a thick purple-red flame, and it flew through the air like a long snake.

The scorching heat that could be seen at a glance caused distortions in the places it passed.

And this loud noise seems to be the signal to start.

In an instant, all the red leaves became more and more delicate, and the rich red awns flowed in them.

The entire crimson cloud moved as if burning.

Seeing this scene, Master Jingshui became anxious.

He threw his monk robe abruptly, twisted his body and said eagerly.

"Quick, Huiyuan Huitong, you bring your junior brother to the temple quickly, don't pack up, go straight to Qingzhong!"

Hearing these words, I was stunned by the two closest apprentices of Master Jingshui.

They knew that the green bell mentioned by their master was referring to the huge ancient bronze bell hanging behind the Yaowang Temple.

According to records, it has been hung for hundreds of years, but the bells still do not mix.

Possible

"Host, it's not time to ring the bell yet." Huiyuan asked a little puzzled.

"Idiot, who asked you to ring the bell, quickly put down the blue bell and hide with your junior brother!"

Master Stillwater shouted angrily.

Although Yaowang Temple does not sell medicines, it also has some secrets that are not passed down.

In the entire Yaowang Temple, only Master Jingshui knew about this matter.

The ancient bell, which had been hanging behind the temple for hundreds of years, looked unremarkable, but was actually a divine artifact.

After the person hides in, no matter what kind of impact the clock body receives, it will be safe and sound.

This news was passed down by word of mouth through past hosts.

The reason why they refuse to publicize is that they are worried that they will be targeted by people with ulterior motives and lead to unnecessary danger.

But now, it is obvious that it can't be so much scruples.

The catastrophe is coming, how many can be saved!

Regardless of whether his apprentice could understand it or not, Master Jingshui just kept urging: "Do you understand? If you understand, then go!"

"Yes!" Although the two disciples didn't understand, they could only bow to answer.

"Then, what about you in charge?" Huitong raised his head and asked one more question.

Master Jingshui cast his eyes on the approaching red leaves and said.

"I'll try it, can I delay it for a while?"

Hearing this, Huitong was startled, he pointed to the cloud of red leaves above his head, feeling a little dry.

"Host, is this a disaster?"

"Not bad." Master Jingshui replied in a deep voice, "Come on."

Hearing this, Huitong did not move.

The disciples behind him also looked at each other.

Without saying a word, they swarmed up.

You grab your hands and I put your feet up, trying to carry Master Stillwater on your shoulders.

"Scary! What do you want to do?" Master Jingshui shouted sharply, sensing the intentions of the monks.

The sound was not too loud, but it fell into the ears of the monks who rushed forward, but it was like Hong Zhong Dalu, making their heads hum and had to let go of their hands and feet.

"Let's go quickly!" Master Jingshui stared again and urged.

Huiyuan hugged his master's thigh, gritted his teeth and said, "Master, no way, how can there be any apprentice who left the master and ran away!"

"And you are the soul of Yaowang Temple, only you can't do anything!"

When Master Jingshui heard this, he immediately revealed the Buddha's face: "Stupid, all living beings are Yunyun, why should you care about this."

"Forget it, if you don't want to leave, it's your fate, and I don't want to say more."

Immediately turned around, regardless of the sight of the disciples behind him, he took the Buddha's name and strode forward with his head held high.

The crowd sensed his arrival, and consciously moved to both sides to make way for him.

Master Jingshui stood in front of the cliff, closest to the cloud of red leaves.

He let out a deep breath, slowly closed his palms, and closed his eyes.

Chanting in a low voice.

In the palm of his hand, there is a faint ray of Buddha light emitting.

With the image of his fat head and big ears, he really has a look of Maitreya Buddha, which makes this palm a bit of Buddha nature.

When the light in his palm was at its peak, he suddenly opened his eyes and sighed leisurely.

"The Buddha said, I will not go to hell."

Immediately, he slapped his palm flatly towards the cloud of red leaves that covered the sky.

Buddha light flashed by.

After a while, two or three red leaves fell sporadically.

Seeing this, Master Jingshui nodded calmly.

Well, it failed to penetrate the enemy armor.

As expected.

I am a human being, how can I have the power to resist under such a mighty force?

In order to survive this calamity, only a bodhisattva who is benevolent and benevolent happens to pass by, or a Buddha comes into the world.

So, is there any Buddha who is free to come and visit?

Just take it as a face to sell my still water, and I will go back to the temple to burn high incense for everyone!

The huge sense of oppression caused Master Jingshui to lose his mind and start thinking wildly.

Suddenly, there were exclamations from the crowd.

"Host, look!" Huiyuan rushed to his side and pointed to the sky excitedly.

"There is someone in the sky!"

what?

Master Jingshui raised his head in astonishment.

At the junction of the sky and the red leaves, a black shadow appeared.

Although the light is dim, the reflection is not clear, but it can also be seen that it is the back of a person.

At this moment, the figure seemed to stand out of thin air, standing in the sky in a posture that was enough to make Newton curse.

Looking at this back, Master Jingshui was shocked.