Volume 1 Chapter 478 Being Remembered
Chapter 478 Being remembered
The Hefang Temple was in a mess. Tens of thousands of people lived together for several days, ruining the quiet temple. After entering the temple, Zhang Pa took the initiative to clean it up. If nothing else, just for the fat monk's bravery in saving the people of the city, he was willing to do something for his kindness. Zhang Tianfang followed and grumbled: "It is said that bald men have no good intentions. He ran away and made us do hard labor."
Zhang Pa asked indifferently: "Bukong has no good intentions?" This sentence choked Zhang Tianfang. He opened his mouth halfway and tried to defend himself, but after hesitating for a while, he finally closed his mouth sadly and said nothing.
Fang Jian interrupted: "I am a little worried about the fat monk." Zhang Pa said, "He should be fine. I haven't heard of any Buddhist monks going astray." "Not hearing about it doesn't mean there is no one." Fang Jian said.
The wonderful method is a bit mysterious. I have seen many Buddhist practitioners, but this is the first time I have seen such a murderous nature. The murderous aura is exposed, and it is useless to recite any sutras. Zhang Pa said, "Pray, wish him good luck."
The three chatted while working, and it took a lot of effort to clean up the temple. Hefang Temple is really too big. Imagine how big a square that can accommodate 100,000 people should be. Moreover, this square must have a wall and more than 300 houses of various sizes, so it must be much larger.
After finishing the work, Zhang Tianfang said, "Don't stay here. There is no one in such a big place. It is scarier than a ghost town." He was unhappy with the monks and the temple.
Zhang Pa didn't want to live in the temple. It was too far away from the river and he didn't feel safe, so the three of them returned to the river to rest. The girls were playing with piglets and kittens in the water. When they saw them coming back, they said, "Sister Yunyi asked when we will leave."
Zhang Pa understood that this was Song Yunyi's concern for him. There were too many masters in the ghost disciples, and there was also a terrible ghost emperor. If he stayed here, he might lose his life at any time, so he wanted to persuade him to leave. He smiled lightly and went into the tent to explain to Song Yunyi.
After that, a few days of peace passed. The ghost disciples did not chase and kill, the saints did not harass, and the fat monk Miaofa did not come back. It seemed that they had collectively forgotten this group of troublemakers. But Zhang Pa was always on edge, and he was on guard with all his heart and soul, fearing that he would be ambushed by the top masters. He did not want to lose any of the thirty-nine people.
There is a saying that caution makes for a long-term ship, and the tense and vigilant days were not in vain. One night, Zhang Pa sat by the river to keep watch. Zhang Tianfang lay five meters away and looked at the sky. Fang Jian was meditating and practicing. Ten meters away was a tent where the girls were resting. Zhang Pa suddenly felt a palpitation, and a thick ice wall quickly sprang up, blocking the tent and Zhang Pa.
He got a pile of ice out without any sign. When Zhang Tianfang saw it, he was thinking about it and wanted to get up and ask what happened. At this time, he heard a loud bang, and the thick ice wall was smashed by something, and the sky was full of white broken ice, blocking everyone's sight.
Zhang Pa pretended not to see anything. When the first ice wall rose, he was already condensing the second ice wall. When the first ice wall broke, the second ice wall appeared silently, followed by another loud noise, and the thing hit the second ice wall again. Because the interval was too short, so short that these things happened in an instant, the two loud noises connected together were one sound. The two ice walls also rose at the same time as one ice wall. From the eyes of outsiders, it seemed that only one ice wall rose, and something hit it, breaking the first half of the ice wall and stirring up ice chips all over the sky, making a loud noise. But the fact is that something hit the two ice walls quickly, breaking the first one and being blocked by the second ice wall.
When the ice wall was hit, Zhang Pa knew that he had guessed right. His mind flashed, and the river water rose without wind, surged up the river bank and surrounded the tent, and instantly turned into layers of ice walls to protect the tent. At this time, Zhang Tianfang stood up. He didn't need to ask if he wanted to. He walked quickly to Zhang Pa's side, holding the ghost knife and looking at the river. Fang Jian also woke up from his meditation, raised his hand and shot out a huge ball of light to illuminate the surroundings.
The three of them stared at the river outside the ice wall. It was dark in the distance, bright in the near distance, and the river water was rippling, but they found nothing. The divine sense swept over, but still found nothing.
Zhang Pa's eyes condensed, and the river surface froze, and then a black shadow was forced out, floating on the ice, and laughed strangely: "You are alert." As he spoke, the black shadow showed a human form, a man with long hair and a black robe, his face was pale and thin.
Seeing this man, Zhang Pa sighed in his heart, what is coming will always come. But he was also curious, how did he escape from the pursuit of 19 great Buddhists?
The man on the river was the Ghost King, and his cold eyes swept over the three people, as if he could penetrate the ice, making people feel very uncomfortable. Zhang Pa said, "If you don't run for your life, what are you doing here?" Typical nonsense, the Ghost King made such a big fuss, if it weren't for Zhang Pa's quick reaction, who knows how many people would have died by now, what do you think he wants to do?
Zhang Pa asked nonsense, his mind was constantly thinking, he wanted to figure out why the Ghost King came to them? According to his estimation, the Ghost King must be seriously injured if he broke free from the restraints of the Buddhist Golden Mountain, otherwise there would be no need to run away; but since he was running for his life frantically and finally got rid of the tail chasing him, why did he come to kill us? Is there something he needs here?
Turning his eyes to Zhang Tianfang, Zhang Tianfang felt uncomfortable being looked at, and angrily said, "Why are you looking at me?"
The Ghost King's cold eyes left the three people, looked at the ice wall in front and asked, "What kind of ice is this? It's powerful." This sneak attack, he thought of all the possibilities in advance, and thought it would definitely succeed, but he didn't expect that the two ice walls would destroy the plan, which was really unexpected.
Zhang Pa said, "Ice is ice, are you healed?" His voice was very light, his eyes were like swords, staring at the pale face behind the ice wall.
The pale face forced out a sneer: "Do you know I'm injured?" He came here for the ghost knife in Zhang Tianfang's hand. He needed the ghost emperor's soul in the ghost knife.
The last time he fought with the sky Buddhist and the eighteen golden body arhats, they trapped him by tricks. They summoned the Buddha's palm with the supreme Buddhist Dharma and turned it into a Buddhist mountain to suppress him. That was a real Buddha's palm, with boundless power. It was extremely difficult to escape after being trapped. When the ghost emperor was about to take shape in the golden mountain and the Buddhist Dharma came to protect him, he lost more than half of his cultivation, burst out of the Yin spirit and broke the momentum to escape. The seriously injured ghost emperor was no match for the Buddhist and could only run for his life. After several days of entanglement, he was lucky to escape their pursuit in a short time.
The ghost emperor was injured. There was only one way to recover his strength as soon as possible, that is, devour, but there were many masters chasing behind him, so he didn't dare to act rashly. Even if he could temporarily get rid of the Buddhist's pursuit, he would soon be caught up by them, so he didn't dare to find a place to heal his wounds. In this way, he urgently needed a powerful Yin spirit or ghost for him to devour, and naturally thought of the nine ghost emperors in the ghost knife.