"One step? The donor may take this step for a hundred years, or even longer. During this period, what will happen to Lanruo Temple and what will happen to the poor monks?" Monk Kong Kong looked at Shui Huaitian, without any fear on his face.

"The monk disagrees?" Shui Huaitian showed a hint of impatience on his face.

After saying this, Wu Sheng suddenly felt that the pressure on his body suddenly doubled, as if a mountain in front of him was about to collapse.

Abbot Kongkong stepped forward, but was stopped by Monk Kongkong. Instead, he took a few steps.

"Master!" Wu Sheng shouted worriedly.

That's not a kind person, he's a great demon who has been practicing for hundreds of years.

"It's okay." Kong Kong shouted without looking back.

"Long Jun, how about waiting for another two years?"

"Can't wait!" Shui Huaitian waved his sleeves and flatly refused.

"The poor monk had no choice but to sacrifice his life to stop him." Kong Kong put his palms together and looked calm.

Hahaha, Shui Huaitian laughed loudly after hearing this. A strong wind blew up, giving several of them a splitting headache. The Bodhi leaves rustled and the whole temple shook.

Shui Huaitian looked at Pang He in front of him, then opened his mouth, and after just blowing in a strong wind, the monk was blown away, like a rubber ball, it hit the wall and bounced back.

"Master!"

Hold the palm of your hand!

Wu Sheng's palms were pushed out violently, causing the strong wind to stop.

Um?!

Shui Huaitian was slightly startled and his eyes widened slightly.

Wu Sheng bent his body and felt like a mountain was pressing on him.

Turn your palms up and lift them up. Your arms are aggrieved, and your palms have reached the position of your shoulders. No matter how hard you try, you can't lift them up.

The same goes for Kong Kong and Wu Nui next to them. Their bodies were trembling slightly and their expressions were very ugly.

Cough, cough, cough, Monk Kong stood up from the ground, patted the dust on his body, and walked towards Shui Huaitian with a smile on his face, one step at a time.

"If you want to transcend, I will become all you!" Shui Huaitian stretched out his finger.

"don't want!"

Wu Sheng was anxious, as if there was a fire burning in his body, his palms suddenly rose into the sky, and he took a step forward.

"Senior brother, no!" Monk Kong Kong suddenly turned around and said something meaningless to Monk Kong Kong beside him.

Huh?!

Shui Huaitian's outstretched finger did not tap, and his expression suddenly became solemn.

I saw a brilliance flickering in his eyes, like the sparkling water on a deep pool.

"Monk is so blessed!" he said in shock.

"No wonder you dare to risk your life to stop you, I can't kill you!" Shui Huaitian said, "But I can kill them!" He stretched out his hand and pointed at nothing, without anger or life.

"Kill them as if you were killing me."

Shui Huaitian stared at Monk Kong, then turned to look at them.

“Is it worth it for such a broken temple?!”

"Lord Long has never seen the suffering of the common people. The world is already in chaos, and we cannot add chaos to chaos; the people are suffering, and we cannot add suffering to suffering!"

Hehe, Shui Huaitian smiled coldly after hearing this.

"It sounds like he is compassionate. Is it possible for a monk to uphold his original intention and remain consistent? But unlike a hundred years ago, he practiced Buddhism and eventually became a demon. The thousand-year-old Lanruo Temple was ruined in one day!"

Monk Kongkong was silent for a moment after hearing this.

"I'll wait and try my best." Abbot Kongkong raised his head and said, the wrinkles on his face seemed to be a little deeper.

"Try your best? It's really not easy, old monk!"

Shui Huaitian glanced at these monks.

"It's like this over there. I'll come back in two years!"

After he finished speaking, the hall shook and the others disappeared.

Suddenly, several pagodas outside the temple collapsed.

Cough, cough, cough, Monk Kong couldn't stop coughing.

"Master!" Seeing this, Wu Sheng hurriedly stepped forward to support him.

"It's okay, help me back to the meditation room."

Wusheng supported Kongkong back to the Zen room, and Abbot Kongkong and monk Wunui also came in.

"Wu Sheng, you and Wu Nian go and see if there is anything shaking in the main hall. Also look at the pagoda outside the temple. You have to look carefully."

"Yes, Master."

He and monk Wu Nu came out of the empty Zen room. Wu Nu began to clean up the things in the temple, while he went outside the temple and into the pagoda forest.

The dragon showed its power several times just now, and several pagodas in the pagoda forest collapsed. Wu Sheng turned around a few times and carefully counted them. There were seven in total. These pagodas themselves were dilapidated and had cracks. After just

It collapsed immediately after a few vibrations.

Amitabha,

Looking at these pagodas and thinking about the extremely domineering Shui Huaitian just now,

Just blowing a breath and looking at it had such power that it reminded him of what Shao Yang had said before, that immortals would die after just one look.

That’s really the case!

In Lanruo Temple, in the empty Zen room.

Kong Kong was lying on the bed, and Monk Kong Kong was sitting beside him, both of them looking solemn.

"What are you afraid of? What's coming?" Monk Kongkong said.

"Let Wusheng go down the mountain and go to Pengze to find the dragon rope. This can be regarded as a test of his character." Monk Kong said after pondering for a long time.

"Well, that's fine, it just hurts him."

"It's time to have a good chat with him."

Half an hour later, Wu Sheng came to Monk Kong's Zen room.

"Master, are you looking for me?"

"Come and chat with Master." Monk Kong smiled and pointed to the stool beside the bed.

"Master, are you seriously injured?"

"It's okay, just lie in bed for two days and you'll be fine. I called you here because I want to talk to you about something."

"What's going on? Are you talking again?" Wu Sheng joked.

"Having a heart-to-heart talk, I would like to ask you, why do you practice?"

"Why practice?" Wu Sheng originally thought that Monk Kong was going to talk nonsense with him again, but it didn't look like he was serious.

"Why?" Wu Sheng lowered his head and thought about it.

At first, he saw Gu Siying's flying sword in the night rain, which reminded him of the bearded Yan Chixia, which made him yearn for it and desire to practice. Then he saw the horror of ghosts and wanted to practice.

To save his life. Then he got the Buddhist practice method in Lanruo Temple and fell in love with practice. Then, when the red mist filled the mountain, he saw the empty abbot and felt that he had an extra responsibility and a sense of urgency.

.

"How should I put it? At first, I was yearning for it. Then I saw ghosts and wanted to learn some ways to save my life. After the red mist filled the mountain, I felt that I had an extra responsibility. Now you ask again, I want to practice, I must practice.

, because I think besides this blood mist, I want to see how infinitely beautiful the scenery from high places is."

Kong Kong laughed after hearing this.

"The scenery at the high place is infinite, but the journey is difficult and bumpy. To tell the truth, Master, Lanruo Temple is actually a shackles that traps the blood mist, and also traps you and me, the abbot, and Wu Fan. I have never seen anyone who was born with

Those who are willing to give up themselves for all living beings are saints. But I have seen rivers of blood, corpses strewn in the fields, I have seen Yizi eating, and the abbot has seen it too. Only after seeing it did I know how terrible it is, and only then did I know that some things must be done.
Chapter completed!