Lan Ke Qi Yuan Chapter 359: The feeling is unclear

Throwing the Zen staff like this gave Lu Shanjun a better understanding of the temple's restrictions. As expected, things contaminated with Buddhist teachings can pass through that layer of restrictions.

In fact, the restrictions in this temple are not ordinary. For the first time before, he really wanted to go in to drink tea and wait, but he was ejected unexpectedly.

Afterwards, those great monks saw that the situation was not good and returned to the ban to chant sutras. They also believed in the power of the temple's ban.

Even if Lu Shanjun wanted to break into the temple symbolically before, he knew that it would not be easy to succeed. Of course, he did not expect to reveal his true form at the time.

In the end, Lu Shanjun underestimated the obsession of these old monks to subjugate demons, Buddhas and demons. He tried to test whether the other party would do the same, so he directly used all methods to stick to him and suppressed him with a pass of Buddhist teachings. It absorbs monster energy and mana, and is extremely targeted at monsters.

Such a decisive move not only may not have a good impression of monsters, but also let Lu Shanjun see that these monks will never let him see Zhao Long.

In this case, fortunately, it was easier and more efficient to reveal the true form and explode the circle of Buddha's light.

At this moment, Lu Shanjun used the Zen staff to peek into the loopholes of the temple's restrictions. He knew that the restrictions were indeed strong, but the changes were also relatively simple. The gravity was light and the skills were strong but not soft. It was definitely not like those in Xianfu and other places, which were tied to the power of mountains and water. , the magical and forbidden laws of heaven and earth.

Lu Shanjun looked at the old monk vomiting blood in front of the temple, and then at the other two monks who had been blown further away just now.

Although the three of them were injured and looked serious, they were not seriously injured because they were protected by King Ming's method.

Of course, the resistance of the three old monks has also dropped a lot. If Lu Shanjun wants to take advantage of the victory, he will no longer be able to fight, which means three less troubles.

Lu Shanjun sneered in his heart, but did not kill him. Yu Feng lifted the huge demon body and rose to the sky above Daming Temple, overlooking the entire temple.

The evil spirit in the sky turned into flames, and together with the sweeping evil wind, filled half of the sky, giving the monks in the temple a huge sense of oppression.

"Zhao Long~~~~Why don't you come out? The monks of Daming Temple are protecting you like this. It seems that you are something extraordinary. Do you want to watch them die because of you?"

Lu Shanjun's voice spread throughout the Daming Temple, the rumbling sound was like thunder, and the huge monster body slowly fell on the Daming Temple.

A layer of bright yellow light wheel appeared above the temple, like a flowing light mask. It was precisely because of this layer of restriction that Lu Shanjun was ejected.

But now, Lu Shanjun's demon body slowly fell, and one of his giant palms with sharp claws landed on the restriction. Although the restriction was brightened, it had no effect on the demon body.

There is a special layer of light on the sharp claws. The restraint that should have been slippery was actually inserted bit by bit by the claws like cutting through butter, and then a demonic aura emerged from the claws.

"Click, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la..."

As Mr. Lu Shan's palms tightened, there was a sound of cracking porcelain, and the formation began to become unstable from inside the restriction.

The monks in the entire temple looked nervously at the restriction above the temple, looking at the pair of black gold-like amber eyes that they had never heard of or seen a monster before. It seemed that those eyes had strange power and could capture people. The soul causes people to fall into fear and lose other abilities.

"Bang..."

When the voice sounded, all the monks shook, and the temple's restrictions were as fragile as a thin glass cup, shattering directly.

Many monks had expressions of disbelief on their faces. They couldn't believe that the temple's restrictions were so fragile. Logically speaking, even if the monster was really powerful, it shouldn't be able to break the restrictions so easily.

But no matter what, the fact is that this restriction lasted less than ten breaths under Lu Shanjun's claws. At this time, the demonic wind swept into the temple with a strong demonic aura, and a huge demonic claw stepped into the temple ground, and then It's the second one, the third one, the fourth one.

"Monster, evildoer... How dare you intrude into the place where I, Buddha Ming King, meditate and meditate... Monks of Daming Temple, let’s slay the demon together——!"

The old monk at the door of the temple was furious. He felt that the sacred pure land where he had practiced for most of his life was polluted by monsters. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and shouted angrily.

It’s just that the old monk’s angry shouts didn’t get the response they deserved. All the monks stared at Lu Shanjun’s eyes as if they were possessed, speechless and afraid to move. Those who were just ordinary monks or those with extremely shallow Buddhism, or even Their bodies were still shaking, and many of them had passed out.

Lu Shanjun looked at the old monk outside the temple.

"You old monk, you can fight yourself if you want. Why let these young monks use their arms as chariots?"

While speaking, Lu Shanjun glanced at the entire temple, and even though the restriction had been removed, he still couldn't see through it.

"Zhao Long~~~~Don't hide, you and I will meet sooner or later. It's better to meet sooner rather than later, and it's better to meet today than later. Since I am an evildoer and evil spirit, will I swallow up these monks or destroy them in a while? It’s hard to talk about everything around you, why don’t you come out?”

Lu Shanjun roared again, his voice already showing some impatience. If he really couldn't find it, he would have no choice but to demolish the Daming Temple. He could always find Zhao Long by digging three feet into the ground.

Above the clouds, Ji Yuan stood in a place shrouded in clouds and mist, squinting at the messy Daming Temple and the huge monster Lu Shanjun below, thinking about whether to stop him.

Ji Yuan knew that Mr. Lu Shan was indeed very restrained, but no matter whether he was a human or a monster, there was always a limit to his patience. It was naturally impossible to swallow the monk, but before long, Mr. Lu Shan might not be able to bear it and swallow the whole monk directly. Daming Temple was destroyed.

Although this Daming Temple is far inferior to the Xianfu Mountain Gate, a holy place for spiritual practice, it is not an ordinary secular temple after all. There is a statue of King Ming in it. Although the incarnation of King Ming does not appear, it does not mean that it will not appear.

After all, the Ming Kings in Buddhism still have some foundation. The lack of Dazhen Buddhism does not mean that Buddhism is powerless. The life and death of Daming Temple is really at stake, and the incarnation of Ming Kings is very likely to appear.

At that time, Lu Shanjun will not be able to click on it.

Whether it is the destruction of the temple or a real fight, it is not what Ji Yuan wants to see, and I believe it is not what the monks want to see, or even what Lu Shanjun wants to see.

There are only two people who can stop all this, one is Ji Yuan in the cloud, and the other is Zhao Long. But looking at the current situation, regardless of whether he knows what is happening in the outside world, Zhao Long is afraid that he will not come out. .

Lu Shanjun's roar received no response, and there was a sneer on the face of the demon body. He glanced at all the frightened monks around him, as well as the three old men with different injuries who had regrouped in front of the temple and entered the temple. monk.

"Master Jueming, your dharma title is so ridiculous!"

Although Lu Shanjun's words were still spread throughout the temple, his voice was very low, revealing a sense of danger.

Ji Yuan opened his eyes and knew that he couldn't wait any longer. His cheap disciple was really angry until now. Even the demonic aura had undergone subtle changes, and murderous intent was flowing out.

Just when he was about to send a message to Lord Lu Shan, a not too loud Buddha's name came from the direction of the main hall of the temple.

"Well done, King Buddha of the Ming Dynasty, Donor Lu, Zhao Long is here!"

The door of the main hall of the temple was opened from the inside, revealing the one-foot-tall statue of King Ming sitting on the ground. It also revealed a middle-aged monk with a bald head standing in front of the door. He was the former Zhao Long and now Jueming.

At this moment, Jueming clasped his hands together and closed his eyes slightly. His trembling eyelids showed that he was not calm inside. He took a deep breath, then opened his eyes and looked at the huge monster body in the temple square.

Leaping up in the air, Jueming, who used Qinggong, reached the square in a few leaps. The closest paw to Lu Shanjun was only twenty feet away. This distance was close enough for Lu Shanjun, close enough to reach him with a palm. To the point of killing monk Jueming.

"Jueming, why did you come out? Why did you come out? Don't you believe in Master Huitong?"

The leading old monk seemed very excited. Together with the other two old monks, they rushed to Monk Jueming and stood in front of him. They looked extremely nervously at the huge monster that was almost within easy reach.

On the contrary, the expression on the human face of Lu Shanjun's monster body was subtle. He looked at Monk Jueming intently. Based on his observation at this moment, this great monk's body was full of fire. His heartbeat and changes in body energy showed that he was very nervous. In Buddhism, His anger is weak, but at first glance he seems to have no anger or resentment.

It’s just that this is Daming Temple, a place where Buddhism is practiced, and Buddhism is best at cutting away resentment and hostility, so we can’t just say that Zhao Long is really flawless.

But Lu Shanjun is not worried about this either. As long as he captures Zhao Long and takes him to his house for a tour, he can always find out.

It was also at this time that Monk Jueming spoke again.

"Master Huitong indeed said that if you encounter a calamity, no matter what happens, you must never show up. If you can endure it for a while, you can get rid of this calamity, hahaha..."

Jueming forced a smile and looked at the old monk beside him.

"But abbot, after all, I am not an eminent monk like you. I can't see through or think through. I can't figure out how to solve this situation. Even if I hide under the statue of King Ming and nothing happens, who will save you? I hesitated and struggled, but finally came out."

Ji Yuan had a strange feeling when he heard these words. He thought about it, could it be that he was plotting against someone? Is Master Huitong the one he knows?

Jueming below raised his head and looked at Mr. Lu Shan. He thought it was a tiger demon coming, but he didn't expect it to look so unimaginable, but it turned out to be far more majestic and terrifying than the tiger in his memory.

"Lu Shanjun, Zhao Long is here. I have indeed committed an unforgivable crime. I was used by traitors to kill a group of righteous soldiers by mistake... After knowing the truth, I regretted it and bought wine to drown my sorrow, but I didn't want to talk drunkenly again. When others heard about it, I was confused and did even worse things. I was afraid that the incident would be exposed and my reputation would be ruined. After I found those people, I eliminated them all after questioning..."

As Lu Shanjun listened, his eyes had already narrowed, and the look in the slits of his eyelids revealed a trace of murderous intent.

"After that, I often woke up from nightmares. I was so confused during the day that I couldn't sleep at night. I could only fall asleep by going to the Buddhist temple and chanting sutras under the statue of King Ming!"

Ji Yuan looked at Zhao Long from the clouds. He was afraid that he would be filled with resentment at that time, so he could only sleep peacefully under the statue of King Ming. As for the ghosts and temples, the ghosts and gods were too lazy to care about Zhao Long at that time.

"One night, I was hungover in the Ming Dynasty. I said to myself that if I have infinite life, I would like to return infinite fruits. I planned to end this life, but I was saved by a master..."

Jueming finished all these painful past events in one breath, and seemed to feel a little better. Then he looked at the giant monster that looked like a tiger but not a tiger, and suddenly couldn't help but ask.

"Lu Shanjun, look for Shuyuan www.zhaosｈhuyuan.com. How did you get rid of this feeling of guilt when you ate people?"

When Lu Shanjun looked at Zhao Long like this, his tone was not provocative. He seemed to be really asking for answers. He suppressed his anger and murderous intent and thought carefully before answering.

“When I first opened my spiritual wisdom, people hunted me for my fur, and I could also take their skin and flesh. Later, I got a ghost from eating people, and a ghost said to me, I am willing to bring a living person to my mouth, and I can eat five or ten people. However, I only wanted to exchange for liberation, and I agreed. When I met you later, I realized what "sentient beings" meant, and I suddenly became enlightened. To this day, Lu can already distinguish right from wrong, but if the feeling of guilt is like what you said, Lu has never felt that kind of pain."

Lu Shanjun was telling the truth, but it was obviously not the answer Zhao Long wanted. He sighed, wiped the sweat from his face, and his heartbeat calmed down.

"Over the years, except when I was practicing martial arts and chanting sutras, the entangled feeling of disgust in my heart has never gone away. The waters of bitterness have gathered into a sea, boundless and never touched the ground. But now I am free. I can kill or behead at the mercy of the tiger."

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