Chapter 1918： Please (1/2)

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”Amitabha Buddha!” ​​Fa Yuan and Xu An simultaneously announced a Buddhist chant, and Jin Guang shot suddenly from them, covering Sun Mingyue. The three disappeared in situ and returned to the Stargazing Pavilion the next moment.

Tang Hui, they will return soon.

The nine stood together and looked at each other, their faces were gloomy, and the atmosphere was extremely depressed.

Dong Guangyi broke the silence, and said, ”It seems that only the masters of Daxue Yin Temple can be called. Master Fayuan, I don't know if Da Leyin Temple can agree?”

Fa Yuan Jian's eyebrows shook and looked at him. He Shi said, ”What does Dong Gongzi mean?”

Dong Guangyi said, ”According to Brother Li, only the master of Wenxiu can restrain this blood evil cloud, and the power of the spell can restrain the blood evil cloud. With our practice, there is no way to take the blood evil cloud!”

”Blood evil cloud?” Fa Yuan froze, then suddenly said, ”It turns out to be blood evil cloud!”

He also remembered the records of ancient books in the temple, and frowned, ”It takes hundreds of years of Dharma practice to restrain the blood, and the elders of the temple are often closed and cannot be disturbed.”

There are only two situations when the elders who close the death gate go out, one is realization, the Dharma is complete and free from life and death, and the other is to show silence, and once they are out, they will die, otherwise they will not go out.

That's why it's called death.

”Master Fayuan, what time is this and what rules are still being observed!” Dong Guangyi said angrily: ”If we don't go out, we will all be killed by Ashura, alas ...”

He shook his head with emotion.

Previously, I always felt that there was no one who could kill himself except Chu Li, but now it seems that Asura is not worse than Chu Li, and it is impossible for Asura to deal with his life.

God's incompetence in front of Ashura made him angry and helpless.

Tang Hui slowly said: ”Master Fayuan must also know the only mantra that can restrain the blood evil cloud, presumably Master Fayuan is also proficient in mantras?”

”I know a few things, and I dare not say that I am proficient.” Fa Yuan shook his head and said, ”These Asuras are too deep, even if the elders of the Dai Temple are dispatched, they may not be able to restrain them.”

”How do you know without trying?” Dong Guangyi said.

Fa Yuan groaned for a moment, and said in a deep voice: ”Amitabha, in this case, the poor monk will give it a try!”

He said that suddenly disappeared.

Dong Guangyi exclaimed: ”Master Fa Yuan is indeed a master.”

He originally thought that Fa Yuan would shirk.

After all, these monks of literary cultivation do not have martial arts, or their martial arts are low, and if they are not careful, they will have their lives worried, and these monks are often treasures in the temple. Death is a huge loss.

Unexpectedly, Fa Yuan promised fast and painlessly, without hesitation, he was truly unconventional, and he had some kind of villain.

Sun Mingyue glanced at him, indifferent.

Dong Guangyi laughed and said, ”Is Sun Jiao innocent?”

”Don't worry about Dong Shaoxia,” Sun Mingyue said coldly.

Dong Guangyi shook his head and smiled: ”I did not expect Sun Jiao to be so profound and admired!”

He knew that Sun Mingyue must have hidden Xiuwei. Now it seems that it is true. It may not be able to win her if he really starts.

Sun Mingyue turned his eyes and stopped looking at him.

Dong Guangyi angered secretly, but did not bite his teeth.

The grey shadow flashed, Fa Yuan appeared, and two old gray robes were around him, both thin and trembling, trembling, and could be blown away by a gust of wind. The gray monk robe on the body was empty, as if two bamboo poles were carrying the monk robe.

Everyone looked over and found that the two old men's eyes were clear and clear, calm and calm, which made people dare not belittle them.

”Amitabha ...” The two elders combined as a gift.

The French way: ”The poor monk will take the two masters and uncles to the **** cloud for a while, and bother the granddaughter Sun and protect his Majesty.”

Sun Mingyue's head: ”Okay.”

Xuan He Shi a gift.