Chapter 1242: Five hundred forty six

Chapter 1242, Chapter 544
Just listening, I felt that things were getting more and more weird. The corpse monk Hootou Chao Yanshan's thanks had already surprised the heavenly killers on the outer wall.
Now the monk actually wants them to find the source of the plague?
Does this guy know what kind of people are in the Wild Ancient Blood Building?
The Heavenly Assassin, codenamed "Sunset", couldn't bear it anymore. He turned over and sat on the wall of Tianyuan Martial Arts Hall, and sneered towards Yan Shan at the school ground below: "Little monk, do you know who the killer of the blood building is, looking for the plague? The source saves the city? Have you ever seen a killer as a hero?"
I couldn’t help laughing outside the wall. They thought that the setting sun was funny, but Yanshan didn’t think so. He just turned around, raised his head slightly, and looked at the setting sun’s eyes and said seriously: "Homeless Sad man, the status of a killer is not everything to you."
Several heaven-level killers outside the wall heard Yanshan's words and laughed wildly. The monk inside actually said that cold-blooded sun is a sad, homeless person?
He will definitely be nailed to the wall with a short sword by the setting sun, and then bleed out and die.
With a wicked smile of schadenfreude, a few heavenly-level killers rose up and showed their heads on the courtyard wall, wanting to see the misery of the little monk.
Unexpectedly, that handsome monk with a face like a heavenly man, and his skin as clear as glass, was not injured. Instead, he was "ridiculed" as a homeless and sad setting sun. His face turned red and his teeth looked like gnashing. It was pierced by others.
"nonsense!"
A few words were squeezed out between the teeth of the setting sun, and he said coldly towards the little monk: "Don't think that you can talk freely if you learn a little bit of his mind. If you don't look at the boss, you are already dead at this time!"
"The slave family doesn't allow you to hurt this little baby."
Hearing the words of the setting sun, the assassin named "Poisonous Woman" half leaned against the wall, Luo Chang cast a wink at Chao Yanshan: "This is the first time you see such a handsome young child, my concubine, if you dare If you hurt him, the slave will want you to fester and die."
"Humph!" The setting sun snorted coldly, and turned his head away with his arms around his chest, as if he didn't want to care about women, but also as if the curse of fear came true.
"Hehe, the little monk is so beautiful!"
The coquettish woman never looked away from Yanshan, she looked at it and she saw a little red glow, and said softly: "There is a sudden pain in my heart, can the little master rub it for the slave's family?"
"You is so bold."
On the east wall, the killer code-named "Magic Eye" watched the woman actually seduce Yanshan, and sneered: "The best disciple of Wuxiang Zen Temple in five hundred years, Huigen's aptitude is even better. Do you dare to touch the characters? Believe it or not, you can't wait for the four Buddha masters and eight guardians of the Dharma to take action. Just five hundred golden arhats can thwart you, and even the host can't save you?"
Hearing that the poisonous woman who had come from Yanshan's face converged, but the eyes that dripped water still refused to remove from Yanshan, she said stiffly: "Monks can also be vulgar, as long as they truly love each other, nothing can't be overcome. Yes. If the little master is willing to do it, the Nujia Nujia will be a ghost and willing!"
"Hey, this is hopeless!"
The man with crossed pupils said to Gu Han: "Boss, it's better to lock up this first. If he breaks the practice of the young monk Yanshan, the old monks in Wuxiang Zen Temple will not let us go."
"okay!"
Guhan watched the scene getting more and more chaotic, and said: "You have all heard that, a plague that will spread throughout the city will erupt. Chaochang is the mother of Ji's hometown, and it is a future strategy. The important place for deployment, if this plague breaks out, Master Ji will be homeless, so we need to find the source of the plague, understand!?"
With the increase of the volume, the several heavenly killers on the wall are all agitated spirits, knowing that this is the guardian who is determined to help the little monk. Although the heavenly killers come and go freely, they have been with Guhan for so many years. The friendship between them is not just one or two lives. Naturally, there will be no awkwardness at this knot, and they all respond.
Seeing the obedient appearance of these unruly and rebellious heaven-level killers, Gu Han nodded with satisfaction, and was about to speak, but his face changed and he looked east.
At some point, a man dressed in a star gown and wearing a gouchen mask stood there openly, but everyone didn't notice it at all.
To suffer!
The corpse monk Shang Guhan said in a low voice to Yanshan: "Master, please go behind Lao Na first. The one who comes is the demon Lord Goochen, and it may be against you.
In the eyes of outsiders, there is no reason why the demon Lord Gouchen and the holy land could not deal with each other. The battle of going out of the mountain destroyed the non-celestial religion, wounded the cause of victory, and broke the road of pilgrimage to the Buddha country.
If he finds that the person in front of him is the Buddha Yanshan of Wuxiang Temple, he will definitely make a bold move. The blood river sword is so powerful that Guhan doesn't think he can stop him perfectly, so he naturally wants to persuade Yanshan to hide behind him. .
But Yanshan obviously didn't have this self-consciousness. He looked at the man in the star gown and mask in the sky. He didn't feel nervous at all. Instead, he asked with great interest: "So, is the layman a well-known man?"
"Ah." Tang Luo floated down, arched his hands and said, "Some of the flimsy names are all comrades in the rivers and lakes, and they are uncountable."
"The little monk thanked Mr. Gouchen on behalf of the people of Vimadawara.
Yanshan smiled, knelt down on the ground, and gave Tang Luo a five-body bow. Suddenly, Gu Han by his side couldn't stop him.
"Master, what is this?"
Yanshan has a life-saving grace for himself, and Tang Luo believes that his outfit can't hide from the other's eyes at all. Since he knows his identity, he has to bury himself, which means several things.
"The little monk is just happy."
Standing up from the ground, Yanshan, who was still immaculate, smiled, revealing two rows of neat white teeth: "Fortunately, someone has finally followed the right way of Zen and rescued the people on Vimadawara. Although the gentleman does not practice Zen, But he acts like an ancient sage, which fits Zen."
Why are you happy? Naturally, you are happy that you didn't save the wrong person. In many people's eyes, the destruction of non-tianjiao should be an act of slapped Zen Buddhism.
But if you look closely, you can find that even the most angry tantric sect, the Vajra Master sent out is just venting his anger for victory.
Does any school in Buddhism mean to rebuild the non-celestial religion or to avenge the non-celestial religion?
People’s hearts are turned back, and this has been the case since ancient times. At the beginning, because this pilgrimage road could get rid of the magical thoughts in the disciples’ hearts, the Buddha country pinched his nose to endure the non-tians’ behavior.
But the devil Gou Chen destroys Fei Tian, ​​is to break the dilemma, many eminent monks after hearing the news that Fei Tian was destroyed, they are grateful for the devil to act, Yan Shan is one of them.
(End of this chapter)