Holy Monk, your benefactor is dead!

"National Teacher, how much time do I have left?" In the blink of an eye, nearly ten days passed, and more and more monks were imprisoned in the Canaan Temple. The news came.

Thinking that I can only live for a few days, and the art of longevity is insignificant, not to mention, it is the gate of this Canaan Temple, but it is impossible to kneel every day.Although Emperor Ming Zhao wanted to be selfish, but he didn't want to be infamous for thousands of years, so how could he not be anxious.

Chen Yu's hand moved away from Emperor Ming Zhao's pulse, and his white-haired childish face was also gloomy.Although he knew that the abandoned son of Buddhism had already rushed to the capital day and night, but he did not expect that the Buddhist family helped the world with compassion, and now he threatened the monks all over the world, but he couldn't let Chen Yuan out of the pagoda.A stern look flashed in Chen Yu's eyes, since the Buddha is not kind, don't blame him for being unkind.

"Your Majesty, time is running out. It looks like I'm going to kill the pagoda. If the pagoda doesn't come out, then let the sins stain it red. The poor should have a look. No qualifications."

"National Teacher, what do you mean?" Emperor Ming Zhao looked at Chen Yu, although he understood what he meant, he did not dare to believe it.

Chen Yu turned his head and looked through the window at the silent Buddha Pagoda surrounded by the dark monks, and sneered, "Sacrifice the pagoda with blood, kill!"

"Really want this?" Emperor Mingzhao hesitated a bit, killing monks was a felony in Daqi, although he was not a Mingjun, he didn't want to be criticized by others.

"Your Majesty only has a few days to live. If you don't get the glazed golden body, you can only turn into a slope of loess. If your Majesty wants to live forever, there is no other way." A sarcasm flashed in Yan Yu's eyes, and now he is The arrow is on Xuan, so I have to shoot it.How can Emperor Ming Zhao have a little heart to give in.

Emperor Mingzhao looked at Yan Yu with a complicated expression, and finally lost the battle. His body softened, and he leaned on the back of the chair, shaking his hand at Yan Yu weakly, "Everything is according to the wishes of the national teacher."

"The poor way takes orders." Yan Yu bowed slightly to Emperor Ming Zhao, then strode out of the meditation room.

After a short time, they have reached the front of the pagoda.

Seeing Chen Yu coming, Qian Zhong nodded to him.

"The national teacher is here, but His Majesty has an order?"

Chen Yu didn't answer, but walked in front of the invisible barrier.

"Qianyuan, listen carefully. If you are still obsessed with your obsession and refuse to hand over your golden body of glazed glass, then the poor will let blood stain the body of your pagoda red. I want to see how the blood-stained pagoda can still hold I'm a hypocritical monk who doesn't care about the common people." Chen Yu didn't think that he would be able to answer him in the Buddha Pagoda, so he instructed Qian Zhong beside him.

"Qian Zhong, Your Majesty has an order. From now on, if no one comes out of the Buddha Pagoda, fifty monks will be massacred a day until the Buddha Monk appears."

"Your Majesty's order. I will obey it." Qian Zhong glanced at Yan Yu, and then waved his hand to the people behind him, and saw 50 monks tied behind him and kneeling on the ground picked out [-] people, and there was a burst of wailing and crying.

And close to the place closest to the pagoda barrier, the open space that has been slipping away was quickly cleared.I saw the monks selected by the forbidden army push and kneel in front of the barrier.

"kill."

Hearing Qian Zhong's order, the guards raised their knives and dropped their heads.The blood gushed out from the neck of the corpse, directly passed through the invisible barrier and fell into the soil with little ripples, dyeing the soil red.

The scene was still for a while, breathing could be heard.

The sky was originally clear, but it was suddenly covered with dark clouds, thunder roared, lightning thundered, and pea-sized raindrops drenched, instantly washing away the bright red that had been crushed into the soil.

In just ten breaths, the sky is clear, the clouds are bright, the thunder is gone, and the rain has stopped.

Everything is like a dream.

Waking up from the dream, what was left behind was endless panic.

After the silence, screams started, one after another.

But at this moment, the forbidden army was powerless to stop them. They looked at the bright red Sanskrit writing on the original invisible barrier in horror, and some boldly stepped forward, fearing to find out.The monk who had fallen to the ground with his head in a different place did not have a drop of blood at the joint of his neck.

"Head...head, what should I do?" Faced with such a strange thing, the imperial guard who came forward to check felt two tremors, and he turned extremely stiffly and looked at Qian Zhong with fear on his face, "I can't move .”

"There is nothing." Yan Yu looked at the strange things in front of him, his face was not moved at all, the smell of blood in the air had faded, he could easily smell the smell of urine in the air, he didn't know if it was that, or it was also What, so incontinence.

"It's just a small trick and a cover-up. Look at you worthless looks." Qian Zhongqiang suppressed the panic in his heart, stepped forward to drag the stiff and immobile subordinate back with a blank expression, and then frowned slightly, "Everyone who should go down, don't lose the face of the imperial army again."

Behind the originally silent imperial guards, a few people suddenly backed away obediently, with shame on their faces, and after leaving the crowd, they ran away without daring to stay in the slightest.

"National teacher, what do you think?" Qian Zhong looked at the panic that had not dissipated on the faces of his subordinates, and his heart was also uneasy, so he couldn't help leaning in front of Yan Yu, speaking tentatively.

"Boss Qian, is it possible that you are also scared!" Seeing his appearance, Yan Yu knew what was going on in his heart, so he couldn't help but sneer, his eyes full of scrutiny.

"Naturally, it's fearless, but it's a mysterious matter. If it gets out of Canaan, I'm afraid His Majesty won't be able to deal with it." Qian Zhongna smiled, and glanced at the Sanskrit words that seemed to be carved in the air, if they were living things, it was inevitable. I felt a bit of coldness all over my body, but it was naturally inconvenient to show my timidity in front of the national teacher.

"I don't know if the national teacher knows, what is written here?"

"It's just a rebirth mantra, just do what you have to do, no need to say much." Chen Yu didn't want to say any more, turned around and was about to leave.

"Sinren, you are so vain and murderous, you really don't fear that the fire of karma will be irreversible." There was only a loud shout in the pagoda, like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, which shook the eardrums with pain.He turned his head, looked at Wei Wei's pagoda, and sneered, fearlessly.

"Master, today's fruit, yesterday's cause, you forced me to do all of this, just blame your year-long benevolence that day."

"Injustice, injustice."

There was only a long sigh from inside the Buddha Pagoda, and there was no more life, and a trace of hatred flashed in Yan Yu's eyes, and then he walked away.

Inside the pagoda.

"Master!" Yan Yuan stood in front of the Buddha, looking at the wooden fish that had been stained with dust, his pair of ordinary eyes had already become desolate.In recent days, he has been introspecting again.

If he had been more ruthless when the relics merged into one, and allowed the life of Chen Yu to be annihilated in time, perhaps all of this would not have been discovered today.The Li family will not suffer catastrophe because of it.

Now things are getting worse and worse, even though he tried his best to avoid it, but in the end it still hurts the innocent, but he can only stay in the pagoda, there is no other way.

"If you become a monk, if you don't let go, how can you become a Buddha?" A skinny old monk appeared from the second floor of the pagoda. He looked at the pagoda, as if falling on the Sanskrit words flowing slowly in the air, deep and deep wise.

"I'm confused, it's just that I'm ignorant, I can't bear it, I can't see it through." Yan Yuan smiled wryly. In terms of Buddhism, he couldn't cultivate to the level of a master after all.

"If you don't forgive all beings, if you don't forgive all beings, why let go of yourself? Everything in the world has its own destiny, and it is not up to you and me to fiddle with it. We are monks, walk slowly, neither arrogant nor impetuous, It's enough not to be angry, not to regret, not to regret." The old man walked up to Yan Yuan, stretched out his hand and gently brushed his head, with the unique warmth of the human body.

"The apprentice has been taught!"

"Before Jing Yan returned to the capital, everything he did was just superfluous. Your Majesty's request, you know, I know, and he also knows."

"Yes, Master."

"Amitabha... Alas!"