Chapter 2787
"Misery, met the general"
The old monk wore a red and gold cassock, put his palms together, and performed a Buddha ceremony to Zhao Yun with a sad face.
"Zilong, I have met the master."
Zhao Yun's eyes were solemn, and fear loomed in his eyes.
In his perception, this old monk was extremely terrifying.
Just standing quietly in the void, a terrifying aura filled the universe and shrouded all directions.
as far away as the sky
as thick as the ground
It is also like a giant Buddha sitting cross-legged in the air, exuding infinite arrogance and endless compassion.
In his body, he could feel the boundless power.
Incredibly tyrannical
"I don't know if the master is here, what can I learn from you?"
Zhao Yun held the bright silver gentian gun tightly, his eyes like a knife.
Those who come are not good, those who are kind do not come
At this time, the old monk suddenly appeared, obviously with malicious intentions.
"It's not a matter of seeing a teacher, but the poor monk couldn't bear the general to commit another crime, so he came here to persuade the general."
The Suffering Venerable recited the Buddha's name in a low voice, showing compassion in his eyes.
"Do not commit crimes"
Zhao Yun frowned.
"Buddha said that all life is suffering, and everyone in the world is sinking in the world of mortals. Anger, killing, anger, and resentment are all suffering in the world of mortals.
Among them, killing is the first of the four sufferings and the greatest suffering in the world. "
"The general is furious in order to protect the majesty of the emperor, and the poor monk understands.
Of course, too much is too late.
Venerable Dongyang has been seriously injured by the general, has been severely punished, and has been subdued, please be merciful to the general. "
"Amitabha"
The Venerable Miserable put his hands together, with a look of grief on his face.
"Furthermore, Venerable Dongyang has a predestined relationship with my Buddha. General, please let Venerable Dongyang off for the sake of my Xiaolingshan Temple."
Venerable Suffering stroked his hand, shattering the momentum enveloping Venerable Dongyang.
"Thank you Lord Suffering"
Venerable Dongyang was overjoyed, and quickly thanked Venerable Suffering.
he is saved
Who is the Venerable Suffering, he is not very clear.
However, the name of Xiaolingshan Temple is like a thunderbolt, and this is a sacred place of extreme Taoism, a real holy place of martial arts.
Even in the entire heavens and worlds, it is extremely prominent, and it is a terrifying force standing on the top of the heavens
Any disciple who walks out will be respected wherever he goes.
If the Venerable Misery offered to protect him, it was impossible for Zhao Yun not to lose face.
Zhao Yun can not give face to many quasi-emperors, but he can't not give face to Venerable Suffering, because he is a disciple of the Jidao Divine Sect
Therefore, he finally escaped this catastrophe, and he didn't need to die, nor did he need to abolish the cultivation base he had acquired through countless years of penance.
"good"
Venerable Suffering nodded.
Venerable Dongyang's talent is not weak, he has been in Zhundi Realm for tens of thousands of years, and is on the verge of Zhundi Extreme Realm, so he can be accepted into the temple as an outer disciple.
With a little training, another emperor can be added to the temple.
"Let him go"
Seeing this, Zhao Yun's eyes sank: "Your Honor, are you joking?"
In other words, His Holiness wants to fight this general."
While speaking, Zhao Yun suddenly took a step forward, his black hair fluffed up, and the martial robe behind him was rustling without wind.
Above the sky, the flame phoenix let out a cry piercing through the clouds, and wisps of divine fire fell down.
"Everything in the world of mortals is suffering, and those who have a relationship with my Buddha, the poor monk should get rid of it.
If the general insists on blocking, although the poor monk is unwilling to use force, he can still use the method of Buddhist protection to learn from your master. "
The misery on Venerable Suffering's face became more intense.
"Amitabha"
A Buddha's name.
Venerable Misery moved lightly, and the Qi and blood in his body, like mountains and seas, vibrated and shook the void.
"hum"
in the void.
A big Buddha manifested and sat down, emitting endless dazzling golden brilliance, illuminating the sky.
war, imminent