Chapter 213
213 "Amitabha."
After the Taoist gate was closed, he just stood in the yard, allowing the monks to move as they pleased without stopping them. Xiang Jiannan felt that his master was planning a big move.
He saw Monk Nengren just show up in the incense hall, following closely behind another monk.
Only half of the monk's figure could be seen. After everything in the incense hall was almost cleared, he clasped his hands together and walked out with Monk Nengren.
He came to him and the old Taoist priest, bowed his head and chanted a Buddhist name. He looked very kind.
"Abbot of the Galan Temple, can you?"
After the monk in front of him spoke, he revealed his identity in one word, and Xiang Jiannan heard his master say.
Could it be that this monk is the abbot of the Galan Temple? He is indeed the No.1 in the Great Zhou Dynasty! But compared to the Liaoran of the Baofo Temple, he seems to be lacking something.
The Galan Temple is far away in the capital. Perhaps because he has not been out for a long time, the abbot lacks some down-to-earth air. His Buddhist name is quite unexpected, and is somewhat similar to the name of Chen Daru.
The two are equally matched.
"Master Gao."
Nodding and smiling at Gao Yu'an, Abbot Neng Neng glanced at Xiang Jiannan. As he spoke, the monks behind him gathered automatically and silently, exactly twelve in total: "I came here this time to help Master Gao let go of his obsession. If it weren't for my junior brother who accidentally broke into your temple, I don't know how long this matter would have dragged on."
"Everything has its cause and effect. What do you think, Master Gao?"
"I, the old Taoist priest, don't have any obsessions in my heart. If I really have one, it's the things you just took out from the incense hall."
"The monks of your Galan Temple are quite skillful, but since you have come this far, why don't you also move the clay statue of the master out?"
Feeling somewhat saddened by Abbot Neng Neng's question, Gao Yuan tried to look through the crowd.
After he finished speaking, Abbot Neng Neng shook his head slightly and admitted to the two Taoists that he was powerless: "How can a few poor monks alone alarm the Grand Master? This matter requires Master Gao to come in person."
"Even the monks in the Galan Temple can't do it, so I, an old Taoist priest, certainly don't have that ability."
"In this case, I can only use force."
At the end of the conversation, seeing that Gao Yu'an refused to give in, Abbot Neng Neng's eyes turned fierce.
After he hummed twice, a ray of light appeared above his head. In a blink of an eye, his whole body was shrouded in a halo. It was the Zhenhai Pearl he had seen not long ago. More than a dozen monks performed it almost at the same time, and the light seemed even stronger than before.
This monk is more straightforward than Monk Nengren.
Seeing that Abbot Neng Neng was performing the East and West sacrifices very quickly, although Xiang Jiannan didn't know what the Zhenhai Pearl was used for, he naturally felt unprecedented tension.
I don’t know if it’s because of the large number, but the twelve black beads look particularly evil at this moment. Although the light is small, it is connected into a line. When it enters the eyes, it is no longer the same as the first time I saw it.
It just makes people feel inexplicably panic deep in their hearts, and after a few more glances, their thoughts have already become messy.
His whole body felt warm, but he looked far away from the light above the monks' heads.
"Do you still remember the morality of our human sect?"
When he was daydreaming, he suddenly heard the voice of the old Taoist priest. He turned his head and looked at him with a dull look. He stood there for a while before Xiang Jiannan understood Gao Yuan's meaning.
He immediately opened his mouth and answered loudly, hoping to get rid of the influence of the Zhenhai Pearl.
These twelve sea-suppressing beads are poisonous, luckily the master called out in time.
"Of course, I will always keep it in mind!"
He deliberately made his words very complicated. When he opened his mouth, he saw that Abbot Neng Neng and others were not affected at all. Xiang Jiannan continued to respond regardless: "The moral principle of our Renzong is to resolutely not return the silver we have obtained. As for the rest, I will forget it."
The first half of the sentence was powerful, but at the end it instantly lost its original momentum.
"Disciple, you are right."
After he finished saying these two sentences, he saw that the Zhenhai Pearls above the monks' heads suddenly rose a few inches. They actually agreed with Xiang Jiannan's answer. Gao Yuan then looked up into the sky.
This smile woke the little Taoist priest up as if from a dream. He looked up and could still hear the echo of what had been said before.
I only heard a sound coming from the incense hall, and when I looked down, the old Taoist priest was holding a whisk in his hand.
This whisk was previously placed by the master on the clay statue of the master, and the monks of the Galan Temple did not take it out.
"Blocking the sky and the sun!"
Waving the whisk in the air, Xiang Jiannan immediately prepared himself when the old Taoist priest made his move. He then discovered that the world in front of him was slowly losing its color.
Thinking about the Guan Gong sword and gourd in the backyard, I didn't know how powerful the old Taoist priest would be.
Covering the sky and blocking out the sun, this was a signal that a fight was about to begin. All the monks in Galan Temple had extraordinary skills. At this time, they could only quickly find some means of comfort for themselves.
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I hope they can get here before I get slapped to death.
"rise!"
He quickly responded to Gao Yu'an's action, and with a light shout, the Zhenhai Pearl continued to rise. Abbot Neng Neng seemed to be blind to what was happening before his eyes.
After the twelve Sea-Suppressing Pearls rose a few more meters, Xiang Jiannan saw that the whole world became dark, and there was a faint sound of thunder above his head.
Both sides were in the preparation stage, and as a Taoist priest of the third level of Dao Fruit, he could only wait patiently and could not retreat.
Wow! As if affected by the darkness, it fluctuated in the air. As several lightning bolts struck from above, Xiang Jiannan saw that Abbot Neng Neng and others suddenly changed their formation.
It was originally a long snake formation, but it instantly turned into a circle when the lightning tore through the sky. The Zhenhai Pearls floating in the air did not move with it. The twelve beads were lined up and just happened to touch the falling lightning.
Sparks flew everywhere for a moment, and although no lightning struck, the strong airflow made it impossible for him to open his eyes.
"Amitabha, the Vajra Demon Subduing Circle!"
Xiang Jiannan and Gao Yu'an were surrounded in the middle. When they left, six arms appeared on his body, and Abbot Neng Neng was sitting on a golden lotus.
The other eleven monks also sat on the golden lotus like him, but they only had four arms.
Regardless of the lightning that continued to fall, after Abbot Neng Neng opened his mouth, twelve golden lights shot out from the ground and mixed together and rushed towards the old Taoist priest, but he was seen pinching his fingers and chanting, and a large piece of talisman paper flew out of his sleeves.
One by one, they all came into contact with the golden light, and every time one turned to ashes, a monk would stop.
By the time the golden light that was circling around disappeared, Gao Yuan, who was standing next to Xiang Jiannan, was already out of breath.
"Master Gao, why are you doing this?"
She came down from the golden lotus and started to persuade again, her voice rolling, and Abbot Neng Neng seemed determined to win.
"We are helpless in this situation of fighting one against many. If you are willing to stop, my fellow disciples and I will not make it difficult for you."
"Monk, you are so talkative. Do you think a small demon-subduing formation can confuse an old Taoist priest?"
Abbot Neng Neng couldn't help laughing at what he said, so he turned around and stuffed a few talisman papers into Xiang Jiannan's hand, then raised them up through An Yiwu's sleeves. With this wave, Monk Neng Neng sat back on the golden lotus again, with all six arms opened, revealing another face.
Serious and stern, never smiling.
The second of the three faces of Buddhism.
(End of this chapter)