sinovels Chapter 207, Dharma
Chapter 207, Dharma
Chapter 207, Dharma
The wind chime couldn't wait, and immediately tore off the black cloth, and the exposed object completely amazed the wind chime at this moment.
"This is..." Looking at the objects wrapped in black cloth, Feng Chime stuttered and was speechless.
"Isn't this just a Japanese samurai sword? What's the fuss?" Wang Guangli also surrounded him, took a look at it and said angrily.
"To shut up……"
Unexpectedly, Feng Ling's eyes suddenly became sharp in the next second, and Wang Guangli didn't even react at all. The long knife was unsheathed in an instant, and it was placed on Wang Guangli's neck. If not, Wang Guangli would inevitably have his throat cut on the spot.
"Hey, hey, hey, my aunt, let's talk about it, let's make trouble, we can't joke about our necks. If we don't control the strength well, it will kill people." Wang Guangli was also frightened and broke out in a cold sweat.
"Listen clearly, this is neither a Japanese sword nor a samurai sword. Her name is Miao Dao, and it is our family's heirloom sword." Feng Ling said every word with a stern look.
"Okay, okay, Miao Dao, Miao Dao, it's just that it looks too much like a samurai sword, isn't it normal for outsiders to admit their mistakes?" Seeing this little girl coming for real, Wang Guangli hurriedly explained.
"By the way, are you a girl from the Miao ethnic group?" Wang Guangli asked cautiously when he saw the wind chime finally removed the Miao knife.
"Oh, my hand!" Sure enough, it didn't last a second, the Miao Dao had just been removed, and the wind chime couldn't support the weight of the Miao Dao, and it stuck its pointed end down hard on the ground.
"Let me just say, you are a girl, you don't care about your husband, teach your children, have children, and take care of your children at home. If you insist on getting a gun for 5 knives, you will leave the man's work to the man. Why do you think you are a woman? "Seeing the opportunity, Wang Guangli also immediately ridiculed, trying to save some face.
"You dare to look down on women, look at the knife."
The angry wind chime also gathered strength again and slashed out the Miao Dao in his hand.
"I dodge, I dodge, I move, I move, I can't see the Ghost Knife when I open it, I look back—take it out."
While dodging the wind chime's attack, Wang Guangli was still dubbing the sound with his mouth. The last short body dodged the wind chime's attack, slid back, took the wind chime into his arms, and unloaded her. The seedling knife.
"It was just a surprise attack by you just now, how can you not accept the yellow-haired girl." Wang Guangli looked at the wind chime in his arms with a smirk on his face.
"Big pervert...ah bah..."
The wind chime also gave an angry kick and stomped on Wang Guangli's feet. Taking advantage of Wang Guangli's pain, he turned his body and drew out of Wang Guangli's arms like a loach. Guang Li snatched the Miao knife back from his hand.
"Big pervert, if you dare to touch this girl again, I will kill you." Feng Ling raised the Miao Dao and pointed at Wang Guangli to warn.
"Hey, you young man doesn't respect martial ethics. You sneak attack on my 71-year-old comrade. Young man is like a rat." Wang Guangli hugged his feet and launched a verbal attack on the wind chime.
"71? I think you are 17!" Feng Chime, who had a fierce look on his face, was instantly teased by Wang Guangli and was moved forward and back.
"By the way, why is your seedling knife so heavy? I just took it, and I guess it weighs at least 80 catties. Do you want to go to war with this? Doesn't this make your hands useless?" Seeing that the wind chime was lowered Wary, Wang Guangli immediately stepped forward and asked.
"This is made by Tianwai Yuntie. This knife has been passed down for more than 100 generations. My uncle has been asking me about the whereabouts of this knife before, but I don't know. I didn't expect my grandfather to have the foresight to take this Put the knife in Lingyin Temple." Feng Ling carefully wrapped it back in the black cloth, and carried the Miao knife behind her back.
"No way! Are you just going to carry this 80-pound Miao knife on your back?" Wang Guangli also asked in surprise.
"Don't think about my ancestral sword, or I'll chop you up, hum..." Feng Ling also turned her head savagely.
"I don't care about this broken iron lump. It's so heavy that only a sick person has to carry it!" Wang Guangli muttered.
"Who are you saying is sick? Who are you talking about?" Feng Chime held her pink fist and angrily demonstrated to Wang Guangli.
"Call anyone who is sick!" Wang Guangli still had that casual look, and Feng Ling was so angry that he jumped on his feet.
The two of them are like a pair of happy friends, rushing towards Tianchu City noisily...
Lingyin Temple...
"Xu Kong pack up your things, you can leave tomorrow!"
The master and apprentice stared at each other for a long time before the old abbot spoke.
"Master, I..."
Zhang Qiang stopped talking.
"I know what you want to say. Although we are monks, we don't care about worldly disputes, but now it's time to exterminate the race. Are you willing to stay here and wait for the butcher knife of the cyborg star?"
"I'm not driving you away. I will keep your status as a monk for you. Go ahead! We are almost out of soldiers. Now the empire has begun to recruit soldiers from society, and the conditions for recruiting soldiers have dropped rapidly. As you can imagine The empire has become so difficult, and you are the only one with superpowers here. In addition, I will teach you all my Dharma, follow me..."
After saying that, the old abbot seemed much older, turned around and walked towards the secret room behind the Buddha statue.
Zhang Qiang didn't dare to neglect, so he followed immediately.
"Xukong, our Lingyin Temple only has these two treasures that hold the temple, namely the Vajra and the Diamond Sutra. Now I leave them all to you. With your supernatural powers and the Dharma, I believe you will be able to make outstanding contributions to the empire. "As he said that, the old abbot sat down quietly.
"Master, why must it be me? Your Dharma is profound and boundless. Shouldn't it be you who leaves the temple?" Zhang Qiang also asked puzzledly.
"And what about my brothers and sisters? They have been in the monastery longer than me. I think their Buddhist practice is not low. Any of them should be more suitable than me!" Seeing the old abbot, did he Speaking Zhang Qiang asked again.
"Those brothers of yours are all orphans adopted by me, and what is important in cultivation is talent. They don't have it. If it weren't for this Lingyin Temple, they would be just ordinary people. I'm old and I can't do what I want. Lingyin The future of the temple is left to you, come on! Sit down! Now I will teach you all the Dharma." The old abbot said without refusal.
As Zhang Qiang sat cross-legged, the room began to glow with golden light, and various golden Buddhist inscriptions circled and danced in the secret room, as if this was the Western Paradise.
The golden body of Buddha in the secret room is also a masterpiece of golden light, as if it is coming to life.
For ordinary people, they would have been frightened and kowtowed, but for Zhang Qiang, a superhuman being, this was actually nothing.
Martial arts, Buddhism, this is the inheritance of the Chinese nation for thousands of years, but in this great change from the alien invasion, the warriors who cultivated the Tao were basically killed and injured, and the foundation of the Chinese Taoist warriors was also broken. At this critical juncture of life and death, how can the Buddhists protect themselves?Moreover, after thousands of years of precipitation, Buddhism and Taoism have already been repaired, otherwise Fengxin would not have been able to deposit his ancestral Miao knife made of meteoric iron from outer space in Lingyin Temple.
(End of this chapter)