Chapter 47 Listening to Grandpa Tell the Story of the Past

After killing the bald streaking man, Yong Bowen and Ding Ru came face to face and eye to eye.

Master Yongda could tell at a glance that Ding Ru was using his strength at this moment, and his mana was flowing turbulently. If he didn't rescue him in time, he might go crazy, so he hurriedly knelt down and wanted to help.

After escaping from a wolf's kiss and being captured by a tiger, Ding Ru lamented in her heart. She deeply felt that today's luck was unfavorable. Could it be that she could not escape the humiliation after all? For a moment, she was filled with despair, sorrow and anger, and all the calmness and bodhicitta were forgotten.

Staring at Yong Bowen, he thought to himself: "As long as I escape today's disaster, I will kill you!"

Yong Bowen's good intentions were regarded as evil thoughts. He didn't know what Ding Ru was thinking, but seeing the fierceness in her eyes, he couldn't help but feel a chill running down his back. He quickly advised: "Don't be nervous, this kind of thing

Everyone will experience things, stay calm and cooperate with my actions, it will pass soon!"

How shameless! The rape actually requires the cooperation of the victim. I have seen shameless people, but I have never seen such shameless people!

Ding Ru was hateful and annoyed, but there was nothing she could do. The only thing she could do was to glare at the other person. If looks could kill, Master Yongda would probably have died ten thousand times by now, even turning around.

Yong Bowen was about to reach out to save people when he suddenly heard the voice of his grandfather Yong Hansheng, "Wen'er, hurry up and leave her alone. The Great Bliss Vajra Gu Yangding is catching up with her." Yong Bowen didn't know that his body was here.

Those thirteen souls had done something driven by them, and they were still thinking about what was important about Guyang Ding coming up, so he just happened to ask him to help treat Ding Ru. Although he had doubts in his heart, he had always obeyed his grandfather's words and had not rushed when he was a child.

Grandpa passed away when he was still in adolescence. Now that we meet again, he has passed that age and naturally has no rebellious mentality. When grandpa said this, he immediately stopped and stood up, turned around and ran away, running out of the valley mouth in a flash.

As soon as Master Yongda came out of the valley, golden light flashed at the entrance of the cave. The Great Bliss Vajra Guyang stepped on the auspicious light and flew out of it. He looked towards the entrance of the valley, then looked at Ding Ru who was lying on the ground.

After hesitating, he did not chase Yong Bowen, but stopped to treat Ding Ru. After all, he was responsible for protecting Ding Ru's safety. Seeing that Ding Ru was caught in a dangerous situation and a sign of obsession, this was much more dangerous than being kidnapped.

He could be doomed at any time, so he couldn't ignore it. As for Yong Bowen, it didn't matter if he ran away. On the phone just now, the old man just emphasized that he should capture Yong Bowen alive within three days. If he couldn't, he would kill him. The request was very lenient, but actually

If that doesn't work, just go back and find Yong Bowen and kill him.

When Ding Ru saw Guyang Ding, she cried loudly and shouted: "Mr. Gu, I swear by the statue of Great Sun Tathagata that one day I will kill that kid."

Yong Bowen didn't know that Ding Ru had made a very important oath that had a lot to do with him. He ran out of the valley and ran along the route he took to escape from Mount Koya that day. He didn't see a single person along the way. Only the corpses on the roadside showed that he had been there not long ago.

A bloody battle just happened here, but there are no souls on these corpses. I don’t know whether they have turned into ghosts and left, or were harvested by the group of Nichiren Sect monks just now. The dark atmosphere of Mount Koya in Noda is so dense that no matter the human figure,

Not even a single ghost was needed, but it turned out to be a place of death. I wonder if Kukai Izumi, if he had any knowledge, would feel sad that the family business he had built from scratch had become like this.

"Wen'er, run slowly and find a place to stay. I have something to say to you."

Yong Hansheng's voice rang in his ears again.

Yong Bowen had just reached a fork in the road at this time. This place was about the center of the Koyasan branch, with forks extending in all directions. It was also the place where Nobi Fujio and others were tracking the Russian mage's division of troops just now. When Yong Bowen heard his grandfather's words, he stopped and asked

: "Grandpa, what's going on?"

Yong Hansheng said: "It is better to choose a place than to hit the ground. Let's do it here. You see, the roads here are connected in all directions and the prospects are broad. It is an excellent omen and is suitable for our conversation."

Yong Bowen didn't have any objections. He found a big tree on the roadside and jumped up. He sat down on the branches. Following Yong Hansheng's instructions, he concentrated his energy and returned his consciousness to the spiritual platform. He felt golden light shining in front of his eyes again.

See that dividing fence.

Then some officials wanted to ask, this Yong Bowen is not a three-year-old child anymore, and he has been away from his grandfather for many years. How come he just hears that, and does whatever he is told, without having any opinions of his own. You don't know something about this, Yong

The reason why Bowen listened to Yong Hansheng's words was, on the one hand, because he was his grandfather who raised him when he was a child, and his close relationship was at this level. On the other hand, it was because Yong Hansheng was proficient in the magic of heaven, which meant that he could predict the future quite accurately.

He is known as the number one person in the art of heavenly secrets in the five continents. You must know that this art of heavenly secrets is widely spread. Most practitioners with high magic power can make calculations, but the method is different. It is probably like pinching their fingers and casting a hexagram.

But this is something that is easy to learn but difficult to master. Yong Bowen also learned it when he was a child, and because he was very interested in the ability to predict the future, especially because he wanted to predict school exam questions and lottery numbers, he worked hard. Unfortunately,

Yongda Celestial Master has no talent at all in this celestial art. He has practiced hard for many years, and his highest achievement is to accurately predict which side will come up after tossing a coin twenty times in a row. Other than that, he just wants to predict the toss of a dice.

I couldn't do anything, so I had to give up in the end. But Yong Hansheng's celestial magic was extraordinary. He could hit everything close to him, and 10% of the time he was far away. According to legend, he could predict events as far as a hundred years after his death. It was simply

He is an existence even more perverted than a professional prophet. So in Yong Bowen's mind, his grandfather's words are the future, and he has to find trouble with his own future. Even if he is in the rebellious period of youth, there is no such way to rebel.

"This is the division of the two convenient methods. It is only because it is caused by external forces that it appears like a fence."

Yong Hansheng stepped out from the side, pointed at the fence and said: "If something cannot be solved in the future, you can call Huajian here. She was the protector of Qinglong back then, and she was a ruthless character around Huiguo who specialized in fighting and killing people. When it comes to fighting,

Even Huiguo feels ashamed in front of her."

Yong Bowen said: "What if she refuses to help? It seems like she doesn't have a good impression of me."

Yong Hansheng laughed and said: "There is no reason why she won't help, especially when she is in danger. If she doesn't respond to your call, then you have to let go of control of your body. I don't believe she will commit suicide before she fulfills her great wish to protect the Dharma."

Take a dead end." The implication is that this body is also related to Huajian's safety. If you encounter a danger that you cannot handle, just do nothing, and Huajian will naturally jump out to help. After hearing this, Yong Bowen suddenly realized that feelings are so important.

The convenient method is to install an emergency operating system in your body, but it is a hundred times more powerful than your genuine system.

Huajian's indignant voice floated from the other side of the fence: "Old man, you have so many calculations, no wonder you end up like this in the end. You are so powerful in the magic of heaven, and everything you see is right, why don't you calculate your own end?"

?”

Yong Hansheng said: "The so-called heavenly secrets are just the process of intertwined influence of all things in the world. Just as your Buddhists say that there is a cause and a result, and the cause and effect of all things are intertwined and interdependent. The secrets of heaven are just used to infer the mutual interactions.

What kind of results will the final effect produce and what direction will things take? Pick one of the thousands of clues to intervene and let the changes in things develop according to your own wishes. But there will be gains and losses. Nothing in the world is perfect.

Things, in order to achieve some goals, you must give up some other aspects. The situation I am in today is under control, these are just choices and trades made for the ultimate goal!"

Huajian was silent for a moment and said: "I really can't think of any reason why you are willing to give up yourself. I am not as good as you, so it is natural for me to fall into your calculations." After a pause, he said again: "I

Although I have never practiced Buddhism, I have been entangled with a monk for more than ten lives, so I should have looked away." Then he lost his voice.

Yong Bowen couldn't help but ask: "Grandpa, what are you talking about?"

"Nothing, Huajian just accepted his fate." Yong Hansheng smiled slightly and changed the topic, "Wen'er, let me tell you a story."

"Tell a story?" Yong Bowen was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that grandpa was going to tell the story of the ins and outs of being imprisoned, so he hurriedly listened attentively.

"This story begins in the 31st year of the reign of Emperor Guangxu. In that year, I was eighteen years old. I had just met my master for more than two years. I was still a little apprentice who didn't understand anything. I followed my master like a follower every day.

At that time, the mountains and rivers were broken, and the Western powers opened the door of China with strong ships and cannons. Along with the army, there were missionaries from the Holy See and the Wizards Guild. This Wizards Guild was the predecessor of the current International Federation of Mages.

It's just that although the foreign devils were ambitious at that time, the magic community also knew that they could not represent the world, and they were not as arrogant as they are now when they open their mouths to the world and shut up the world. China has a vast land and rich resources, rich in special products, especially raw materials that can be used in magic.

It is far from being comparable to the barren land of mainland Europe. Those foreign devils are like dogs who have seen bones, and they pounce on them desperately. In the name of missionary, they wantonly plunder those precious magic materials from our country.

At the same time, the bodies and souls of our people were used to create various vicious magical instruments and practice various evil arts, which made the land of China miserable. Our sect has always been committed to spiritual practice and helping people. The master walks in the world and sees those foreign devils doing whatever they want.

If they couldn't go on, they took action to teach some guys a lesson, and some of the evildoers were killed directly. But in this way, they stirred up a hornet's nest. The Holy See sent an expeditionary force of Holy Cross Knights with thousands of troops to come.

The Chinese Expedition to the Pagans like us. Although the master's skills are great, after all, it is difficult for two fists to defeat four hands. If we let the expeditionary army come to kill us without knowing it, the outcome will be very bad. Fortunately, the master has obtained it in advance.

Got to know about this."

Yong Bowen couldn't help but interjected and asked: "Did the founder use the magic of heaven to predict this matter?" Yong Han was unrivaled in the world in the art of heaven's magic. He thought that the master of this disciple must be even more powerful. He must have pinched his fingers on a whim one day.

After a quick calculation, he knew the cause and effect of this matter, and made preparations to defeat the crusaders on the expedition. If this battle was defeated and the patriarch died unfortunately, how could he still be alive in the next few decades?

Then he came and set up something weird like a prison in the body of a junior like him?

Yong Hansheng looked at Yong Bowen with admiration on his face, and said with a smile: "That's not true. The master's talisman killing technique can reach the heaven and earth and frighten ghosts and gods. It is unparalleled in the world, but he has no talent in the magic of heaven. However, our sect is in Europe.

There is an organization over there with some distant relatives who have some connections, and they provided information to the master. Of course, they may not have any good intentions. You must know that after the Holy See and the Wizards Guild ended the thousand-year war, reached a merger and joined forces, the European continent

The other forces in the magic world are in an extremely bad situation, and they provide information to the master, thinking that they will use our Chinese magic masters to cause a big fight for the Holy See and the Wizards Guild."

Yongbo Wenqi said: "Our Northern Sect of Heavenly Masters actually has the same sect in Europe. It's really amazing. How did we get there?"

Yong Hansheng coughed twice, looking a little embarrassed and said: "Wen'er, actually we are not the Northern Sect of Heavenly Masters."

"Yeah?" Yong Bowen looked surprised and showed a certain degree of sluggishness.

"Don't be nervous. In fact, it doesn't matter what the name of the sect is. The most important thing is that we are all called Master Huaxia!" Yong Hansheng said solemnly and solemnly, "Using the name Tianshi Northern Sect is just a power ploy. Even if Tianshi Sect knows it, it won't matter.

I will care."

"But I care!"
Chapter completed!