A monk of life woke up from his sleep.

Open your eyes.

In fact, it is more appropriate to say that he woke up from fainting. The first thing he did when he woke up was not to think about where he was, nor to think about whether he was hurt, but to work hard and close his eyes. He was actually not sure that he had just opened his eyes and saw the sea of ​​corpses and blood again. Now that closing his eyes has become his habit, the monk himself is a little ridiculous.

He was once the most brilliant genius in the Buddhist Kingdom of Zhongzhou. This is a kind of praise and a burden. His intelligence is not as good as the Buddha in the Buddha Kingdom, and no matter the world, so monks in their lives always think of some problems that others have not thought about.

In fact, his burden is not only too smart, but sometimes because few people can understand his ideas.

"I'm closing my eyes so hard, isn't it any less than blind people." This is what the monk Yisheng wanted to say just now, but before he said it, he thought: "Does blind people really close their eyes? Or do blind people slowly get used to closing their eyes after becoming blind? Or do they don't need to close their eyes? Because it's the same when they open their eyes and close their eyes?" Just a sentence came out of their mouths, monk Yisheng had to think so much, which may be the reason why he has profound Buddhism.

So he didn't say anything about himself in the end.

Others' sighs have been expressed.

"The monk Yisheng is indeed a wise and brave man. I am ashamed of myself." An old and low voice said.

The monk Yisheng dared not open his eyes, and his mind could not see it. His magic had lost all his body, leaving only some faint magic power wandering inside his body.

"The Master of Yisheng can open his eyes." It was still the same voice. This time, the monk Yisheng could hear that this person was standing very close to him and was almost stuck in front of him. The monk Yisheng felt that it was like a different life. He could not see his eyes before, but his mind was still there, and he could still take a rough look at the context of the heaven and earth and simply see the hearts of the people in front of him.

But now we can only rely on the ears to determine things by relying on the ears that he studied when he was joking with Tang Qian. It seems that people in the martial arts world call this "speaking and voice-based positioning, life and

Shang and Tang Qian had tried blindfolded their eyes before. That was when he was a few monks who were not very honest. Tang Qian relied on spiritual energy to cheat, and the monk in his life used his mind even more excessively.

"Master of Life, you can really open your eyes. You have already arrived at the Great Buddha Temple. This is the main hall of the Great Buddha Temple. The 'Temple Buddha' of the Great Buddha Temple is also here. The temple Buddha can naturally suppress evil spirits. The object in your body has been suppressed in your body. Keep it safe. Even if it comes out again, it will not hurt me. There are no other people around you. Just open your eyes." This voice is tempting.

The monk Yisheng had already made up his mind and opened his eyes. After opening it for a while, he would close it if it was wrong. Although the "other person" in his body could no longer be restricted, it was not until the monks of the Great Buddha Temple suppressed him that he had the chance to close his eyes, but now the monk Yisheng was more confident in relying on himself.

The man's spiritual power and magic power operation were not experienced for a long time in his life, but he was already familiar with it. Even if the magic power that was not left in his body now could easily hinder the operation. Then, just as the voice said, just look at the rest of the Buddha Temple.

The monks in the Great Buddha Temple were given a key instruction from the monk Yisheng who came to Yunzhou forefather. There are thousands of Buddhists in the world, but Buddhism has the same origin. Remember to visit the Great Buddha Temple.

The monk in his life had made up his mind in a moment of thought, so he opened his eyes.

There was nothing, no corpse, no sea of ​​blood, no red, no blood, and even the voice that made the monk of life so calm and calm was a little scared.

There were only a thousand oil lamps around it. This was a big hall. Just after a glance at the ceiling, the monk Yisheng understood how big the Buddha statue in the Great Buddha Temple was. In front of him was a monk. This was a very old monk with wrinkles on his face, without any need, but without eyebrows. The lines of time formed the gullies on his face, and even the wrinkles looked like his eyebrows.

When he turned his head, the monk Yisheng saw the spacious Buddha altar, where the Buddha statue should be sitting cross-legged.

Empty.

The monk Yisheng was a little puzzled, but he was even more puzzled by why he seemed to be unable to feel that person at all. Even the spiritual power in his body was in vain.

It was like the most insignificant wind and cold, and I could only catch one tail immediately.

It was dark outside, and it was very dark.

"You have been sleeping for a long time," the monk explained.

The monk Yisheng could also see many monks pointing fingers outside, and saw him looking out the door, and the monk Yisheng knew that after all, he was no different from those evil demons and heretics before, and it was even more terrifying, because he was at that time, he had both Buddhist supernatural powers and evil thoughts in his mind.

The monk of life also saw the Hongren who had been fighting with him for a long time. He couldn't help but raise his palm and bow his head to greet him.

Hongren was tall and big, and he also gave a gift.

"I guess you still have a lot of confusion."

"Little Monk..." The monk Yisheng didn't know where to start: "Master..."

"Let's start with this big Buddha." The old monk waved his hand, the old wooden door of the hall was closed, and the monks in the Great Buddha Temple who pointed outside gradually dispersed. The old monk thought for a while and said, "I am actually the Great Buddha of this Great Buddha Temple. You can also say that I am the Temple Buddha, or you can also say that I am the Great Buddha Temple."

The moment this sentence was said, a sudden expression appeared on Monk Yisheng's face. He could understand what the situation was without others explaining too much.

The huge Buddhist altar that is empty shows a lot.

At the same time, Hongren asked the young monk around him with some doubts: "Junior brother, what are you talking about? At noon, you won't let such a wise man like this in your life talk to us, and just talk to others by yourself. The evil demons on his body should have dissipated."

The other person was a young monk who was in charge of the formation at that time. He thought for a while before responding: "I just saw that the monk Yisheng still had a great pain lock on his body - it was also an evil demon, so the uncle decided to use the temple Buddha alone to drive away evil spirits."

His eyes were looking at the taller statue in the hall, which was supposed to sit firmly on the Buddha altar - he could vaguely see it even if the wooden door was closed.

"The temple is there, and the Great Buddha Temple is there."
Chapter completed!