Mingkong was shocked and chanted a Buddhist mantra to block his brows, but the mantra was shattered and scattered.
Mingkong had no choice but to use magic weapons to resist.
In the pure strength competition, Mingkong was at a disadvantage because he used a magic weapon. The monks present who had some cultivation skills also saw the trick, and everyone's expressions seemed particularly complicated.
Mingkong actually lost. Mingkong's cultivation was so strong that he was the strongest person in Gaozhou, but he actually lost in a pure cultivation competition.
Lu Zhibai's attack was simple, direct and powerful. Mingkong used the golden bowl to protect his body and isolate himself from the external forces, but he still endured a lot of attacks, and several organs in his body were instantly shattered.
He only maintained superficial calmness, and when he looked up, his face was filled with compassion.
"Why is the donor like this?"
Lu Zhibai chuckled, "You want to kill my junior sister, so why can't I kill her in return?"
The two had met before and knew each other's positions, but they didn't expect to clash so soon.
Mingkong knew he was no match for Lu Zhibai, so he ordered, "Send the goddess away first. Start the great salvation ceremony!"
A grand memorial service is when monks chant Buddhist scriptures at the same time to help one person be reborn into the afterlife.
They haven't used the Grand Salvation Ceremony for many years.
The monks were surprised and quickly got into the mood, preparing to chant.
The tall and thin monk and the old monk looked at each other, and both were quite worried.
The salvation meeting can save almost anyone. No one in this world can withstand the great salvation meeting except the level of Emperor Ling.
Of course, the conditions for this salvation to be feasible are also very harsh, and people must be controlled within a certain range.
That is to say, before the Great Salvation begins, there is a chance to run,
The tall and thin monk sent a message to Mu Lingjiu, "Donor, run!"
Mu Lingjiu ran away without the tall and thin monk reminding him.
Lu Zhibai also left quickly like a whirlwind.
This speed...
The monks present were stunned for a moment, then looked at Mingkong.
Mingkong was now seriously injured and did not dare to chase after them. He only ordered, "Don't leave, stay here and guard Xiaoling Mountain."
The monks continued to sit cross-legged and chant.
The old monk complained to the tall and thin monk, "Are we going to chant Buddhist scriptures here all day again?"
The tall and thin monk agreed, "It should be."
The old monk sighed, "I've been busy lately, and my practice has been delayed. I had originally planned to go into seclusion and meditation for a day today."
"You can also enter meditation secretly here, and no one will bother you."
What the tall and thin monk said was not without basis, because there were indeed monks among them who pretended to meditate and rested secretly. After all, chanting Buddhist scriptures consumes spiritual energy, and excessive consumption of spiritual energy will also make people sleepy.
The two were discussing themselves when the Master suddenly turned around and looked at them.
"What are you two talking about?"
The tall and thin monk and the old monk straightened their backs instantly and looked at the master eagerly.
They really wanted to pretend that nothing had been said.
However, facing the Master's compassionate expression, the two dared not disobey.
"The disciples want to take a break."
"Oh, is that all?" The master looked at the two of them seriously.
The two knew they couldn't hide it, so they took the initiative to say, "Master, we have seen that woman. She is unusual and her identity is probably very special."
Upon hearing this, the master's eyes moved slightly and he raised his eyebrows.
"What do you mean?"
The two of them told each other everything they knew, including the fact that they saw Buddhist scriptures surrounding Mu Lingjiu.
The monks who heard this were all shocked.
If this is true, then Mu Lingjiu's identity must be extremely terrifying, and he must be a great Buddhist or Taoist master.
But it sounds a bit weird that the Buddha wants to kill her.
Everyone had their own concerns and had different opinions on the matter.
Everyone was waiting for the master to speak.
The master simply smiled slowly. "If she is truly the reincarnation of a powerful being, she wouldn't die so easily. Everything is predestined. We'll just have to wait and see."
"But... the big Buddha..." The tall and thin monk wanted to say that if the big Buddha interfered, why couldn't they interfere too.
The master gave the tall and thin monk a look, and he didn't dare to say anything more and shut up angrily.
The monks continued to chant, but the words of the tall and thin monk and the old monk kept lingering in their minds, causing them quite a shock. Some of them even suspected that the big Buddha had been possessed by some evil spirit.
The big Buddha returned to his palace at this moment, and as soon as he closed the door, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
He could no longer hold on. After taking a few life-saving pills, he kept reciting Buddhist scriptures, but some images appeared in his mind.
"Are you really going to do this? Mingkong."
"Mingkong, you shouldn't interfere with Heaven's will. Since it's Heaven's choice, it must be justified."
"Mingkong, Master told you that we should be kind and that we should cultivate our minds when we practice Buddhism."
…
Master’s words kept ringing in Mingkong’s ears.
Mingkong's eyes were bloodshot. "Master, I'm doing good by helping them. When I was dying, they gave me a steamed bun. I will definitely repay this kindness."
"Mingkong, even if it's to repay you, you can't let her take over someone else's fate. You're going too far." The master looked disappointed.
"Master, they saved my life when I was dying. Now that I have that status, I naturally want to give them the best. I will definitely repay them for saving my life."
Mingkong's eyes were firm.
At that time, he was being hunted by evil spirits and was dying. It was Chen Youxin's family who passed by and saved him. To be precise, it was Mu Tianxue who gave him half a steamed bun.
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