Chapter 1693 (1/2)
Before the fight, Wu Nian had spoken.
As long as Cheng Feng can use his three moves, he will hand over the evil Buddhist Scripture of Baodu in Xiaolin temple to Cheng Feng and take it to Leiyin temple.
At this moment, hearing Cheng Feng's questions, Wu Nian suddenly looked ugly.
After a long silence, he said, ”Chen Yue, I can give you the Sutra of crossing evil, but you must promise to deliver it to Leiyin temple.”
”This is nature,” Cheng Feng affirmed.
”Xiaozhi, you wait outside the temple.”
He acted quite simply without thinking, and was willing to admit defeat.
Having made a decision, he ordered monk Xiaozhi to guard outside the temple.
Jian Qi glanced at Cheng Feng and followed Xiao Zhi outside the hall.
After Xiaozhi left, wunianfo urged him to press on the futon sitting in front of him.
Kaka, Kaka
A giant Buddha standing in front of the futon suddenly turned around with a harsh click.
Soon, a volume of ancient and simple scriptures came into Cheng Feng's eyes.
This volume of Buddhist scriptures is not big, half a foot wide and one foot long. It is made of a kind of yellow rice paper.
It looks like a golden book, suspended behind the Buddha's head, sending out circles of ripples.
This ripple is no small matter. It has a strong Buddhist rhyme.
When Cheng Feng saw it, he had an uncomfortable feeling in his heart, and a layer of goose bumps sprang up all over his body.
It's like meeting a great enemy. The sense of threat is extreme.
Even call the magic knife to make the Dharma work automatically, to demonize Cheng Feng's body and resist the Buddhist rhyme emitted by the Buddhist scriptures!
”No, this Buddhist Scripture is very extraordinary, which caused the confrontation of calling the devil's sword.”
Cheng Feng's body tightened: ”I must stop running immediately and call the magic knife, otherwise I will be demonized by monk wunian.”
When he wanted to reach here, Cheng Feng quickly ran in the opposite direction and called the magic knife formula.
Stop the automatic magic Sabre summoning skill and then lie dormant in the deep blood.
The magic smell on Cheng Feng quickly faded and finally disappeared.
However, even so, the monk sensed the abnormality.
A pair of eyes staring at him.
”Chen Yue, you really have a problem.”
Wu Nian shouted angrily, ”when you enter the hall, I feel that you have the smell of magic.”
”So I found an excuse to fight you and wanted to force the devil out of your body. Unfortunately, I didn't succeed.”
”This time, you have no place to hide in the face of the evil Buddhist sutra, showing the original shape!”
Hearing this, Cheng Feng immediately knew the reason why Wu Nian deliberately made trouble for him.
My mind turned sharply, but my mouth said, ”now the original form? Now what prototype?”
”Still want to argue at this moment?”
Wu Nian shouted, ”you have a pure smell of magic. You can hide from our magic eyes, but you can't hide from our temple's most precious evil Buddhist Scripture.”
”Now, let this seat change you!”
”Devil's breath? Master wunian, you are a little arbitrary!”
The light in Cheng Feng's eyes flashed: ”I have the smell of evil. Is it necessarily evil?”
”Isn't it?” Wu Nian asked.
The Buddha power in his body began to gush, and the ancient and simple scriptures suspended behind the Buddha's head were ready to suppress Cheng Feng.
”Of course not.”
But Cheng Feng seemed light and light: ”the smell of magic on me was just that I accidentally got a box containing the Qi of heavenly demons and stained a little with the Qi of heavenly demons.”
While talking, Cheng Feng took out a black iron box from the soul ring.
The black iron box is square, giving people an extremely dangerous smell.