Douluo's Demon Dao Comes

Chapter 211 The Buddha's Halloween Cliff

How long has it been since there was no stranger in the small village, and the old village chief can't remember clearly. When Lao Xu and Lao Wang carried the mysterious boy back to the village, many people gathered in the village, and some women even didn't even have a meal. Not busy anymore.

The old village chief was sitting at the door of the east wing, watching the only old man in the village come out, and was about to stand up slowly.This frightened the old man, he hurried up to hold him down, and said: "Old village chief, you are still playing around with the children, listen to me, and take care of yourself at home."

The old village chief was taken aback, and laughed loudly: "Old man, I know my body and bones the most. In the limited time, old man, I still want to be with the children to raise my life."

Looking at the kind old village chief, the old Langzhong couldn't help but sighed. He knew that in this world where everyone had only two reincarnations, the old village chief of the second reincarnation would go west at some point.He Youyou said: "Old village chief, did you really find the boy lying in the house from the big pit?"

"Is this still false?" the old village head said.

Hearing this, the old man frowned, and after thinking for a long time, he slowly said: "But there is no scar on his body, not only is there no injury, but his blood is stronger than ordinary people, even Lao Xu may not be able to compare it." He. The strangest thing is that even though I used the rejuvenation technique, I don't know why I fell into a coma."

Just as the old village chief was about to speak, he heard a coughing sound from inside the house. The old man walked quickly into the house, and stretched out two skinny fingers to touch the boy's wrist.

"Xiaocheng." The boy yelled and sat up, sweating all over his body, panting slightly.

The old doctor said: "Young man, you are awake."

The young man asked weakly: "You are? You saved me?"

The old man shook his head and said, "That's not true. It was the old village chief who found you."

The old village head was walking in slowly with a cane on his back, and the old man hurried forward to help him. The old village head was too old to stand up, so he sat by the bed, looked at the boy kindly, and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, my child." , where are you from? Why are you in that big pit?"

Looking at the kind old village chief, Li Ao's vigilance unavoidably dropped a lot.He came from another world, but who would believe it?Sometimes people would rather believe a lie than the truth.Veins bulged on his forehead, he gritted his teeth and said, "I can't remember."

The old village chief stretched out his skinny hands full of calluses, caressed Li Ao's forehead, then patted his back lightly, and said in a gentle voice: "Son, don't think about it if you don't think about it. If you don't mind it, just temporarily Stay here with the old man."

Li Ao slowly fell asleep in the warm voice of the old village chief.The old village head laid him down gently, covered him with the quilt, got up, picked up his crutches, and left the wing.

The old man who was silent at the side took a deep look at Li Ao who was sleeping soundly on the bed, and followed the old village chief out of the wing.As soon as he left the wing room, the old doctor asked: "Old village chief, this child's origin is unknown, so you are not afraid that he is from the enemy country..."

The old village chief naturally knew the meaning of what he said, and he didn't take it seriously. Instead, he said with a smile: "Which enemy will send spies to such a backward village like ours? Old Sun, people don't live so tired, it's not here. Army, hahaha."

The old man sighed, and helped the old village chief to leave slowly.As the two walked further and further away, in the wing room, Li Ao, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly opened his eyes, which were a pair of blood-red devil eyes.

Far to the west of this dynasty, there is a holy cliff, which is not high, but emits bursts of Sanskrit sounds. There is a temple on the top of the mountain, which is called the Hall of Great Sun Tathagata.There is a ladder in front of the hall, with a total of nine steps. If the heart is not sincere, it will be difficult to move an inch, but if the heart is sincere, the steps will be like flying.

In the Tathagata Hall, there are three Buddha statues looking out, one is glaring, one is extremely holy, and the other is gentle and plain.There are seven futons in front of the Buddha statue, on which sit the master Shanyuan Buddha, the master of the Great Sun Tathagata Hall, presiding over Venerable Manjusri, Venerable Samantabhadra, Yiyewusheng, the mortal sword monk, the law enforcement corpse Lisa monk, and Guanzi.But the last futon was empty.

The Venerable Samantabhadra holds a Zen stick in his hand, wears a Buddha crown on his head, and is dressed in a white cassock. He is kind-hearted and rarely gets angry.He said indifferently: "I used deduction techniques yesterday to deduce that the reincarnation of my Buddhist sect and the war Buddha have come."

Holding the sword, the silent sword monk Fanchen suddenly said: "Is this really true?"

Venerable Samantabhadra clasped his palms together, "Monks don't tell lies, Amitabha."

One leaf is not born and has not been shaved yet, so he can only be regarded as half a monk. He knows one of the rules of Wanshengya but does not know the other. When he realizes that he has said something wrong, he folds his palms together and says: "Amitabha."

Venerable Manjushri is completely different from Venerable Samantabhadra. His whole body is white and bright, and his face is like that of a great Ming king glaring at a Vajra. He is solemn and powerful.He said in a cold voice: "Psalm, for 17 years in a row, you have been waiting for Zhan Buddha, but have you ever thought that Zhan Buddha might be just a lie, an illusion, Amitabha."

Venerable Samantabhadra clasped his hands together, and said flatly, "Illusions are good, but nonsense is fine. If you don't meet Zhan Buddha, this life will be difficult."

"Silence." There was a wave of blue Buddha energy, which shocked the two venerables Samantabhadra and Manjusri. They were dressed in blue cassocks, with a Buddha crown on their heads, and two white belts embroidered with the word "Nanwu", fluttering in the wind.I only heard the Celestial Master Shanyuan slowly say: "The Venerable Samantabhadra's search for the Zhan Buddha is your way to realize the Buddha. Venerable Manjusri, it is so difficult to prove the Buddha, 17 years is not too much."

Venerable Manjusri clasped his palms together, "It's me, Menglang, Amitabha."

The angry Vajra Buddha statue suddenly showed a flame of war, and its whole body exuded a dark golden brilliance. The three sandalwood sticks in front of it slowly turned into three weapons, one knife, one sword and one spear.Master Shanyuan stood up, not panicking, and recalled: "The three Buddha statues have not moved for more than ten years. I think that when Zhenglian Buddha was reincarnated, Dainichi Lianhua knelt down step by step and became the cliff of all saints. Last but not least, I wished that when the Buddha was reincarnated, an innocent person would be born. Today, the karmic fire fighting Buddha was shocked, and a person of great fortune came!"

Venerable Samantabhadra got up quickly, and there was a turbulence in his calm and watery heart, and he said excitedly, "It must be the War Buddha who came to the world."

The law enforcement venerable monk Si Lisa leaned heavily on the ground with his Zen stick, glanced at the venerable Puxian, and said coldly: "Venerable Puxian, you have fallen into a demon, so wake up quickly."

Venerable Puxian shook his head, put his palms together, and bowed slightly to thank him.

Monk Silisa clasped his palms together and returned the salute.

Outside the Wansheng Cliff, a shooting star was seen piercing the sky, and the fiery red tail was like a fire dragon, slowly falling to the town hundreds of miles away.

On the road in the town, there was a man with a gentle face, fluttering white hair, and dressed in white.White represents innocence and innocence.The other is the largest Nichirenka of the Wanshengya Ten Thousand Monks, holding a brown Buddhist bead in his hand and wearing a white robe.

(End of this chapter)