Chapter 130

Guangliang, the abbot of Manjusri hall, and a group of eminent monks, for the eight disciples in the cave.

Not reborn by the ghost king.

In order to save the people of Tianbei city from this catastrophe.

Almost everyone was determined to die and was ready to fight with all their strength.

Ready to die.

After all, the Manjusri academy is mainly responsible for the situation.

No matter whether the eight disciples in the cave can finally come out alive and stop the catastrophe.

Abbot Guangliang and a group of eminent monks are willing to sacrifice themselves.

Let Hengdao Zong be as safe as clouds. Nangong, the master of Nangong family, hears the sky, and jinmufu, the city master, have nothing to say.

The mistake was made by others.

But people are willing to make up for it and even die.

However, Ji Yuan, the old villa leader of Wujian mountain villa, stood up at the critical moment.

Stopped Abbot Guangliang and a group of eminent monks.

"Lord, hurry up and invite abbot Xuanxin."

Old villa leader Ji Yuan looked anxious. He knew that even Abbot Guangliang and a group of eminent monks died.

It's impossible to save the eight disciples in the cave.

It is impossible to stop the catastrophe.

It's not that simple.

The old villa leader Ji Yuan knows that only Shaolin Abbot Xuan Xin can turn the tide.

A true reincarnated Buddha.

The real living Buddha.

A Buddhist power, who can really communicate with the Buddha, can only stop the catastrophe.

"Alas..."

"Old villa leader, why are you still..."

With a decadent look and a dark complexion, abbot Guangliang couldn't help shaking his head.

There was a flash of despair in the bottom of my eyes.

"Amitabha."

Guangliang and a group of eminent monks announced a Buddhist horn and closed their eyes.

"Old villa leader, don't be confused again."

"Okay?"

Jin, the city Lord on one side, was worried at the end. For him, the cave ruins triggered a catastrophe endangering the whole Tianbei city.

His official career is not only over, but also has to carry his head to the imperial court to apologize.

At this time, although he didn't say anything.

But it is hoped that Guangliang, abbot of Manjusri hall, and a group of eminent monks can finally try, even if they all die.

As long as there is a glimmer of hope.

We should also try to see if we can stop the catastrophe.

If you can stop it, it's best. However, if you don't stop it, there's really no way

People are dead. What else can I blame?

But at this time, Ji Yuan, the old villa leader, stood up to stop it, which made Jin Mufu, the city leader, feel a burst of anger.

Shaolin again.

There is nothing that can be done in Manjusri court. Can Shaolin still do it?

Old man, I'm so confused.

"Old villa leader, wake up."

"You can see that even if we wait, there is nothing we can do now. What do you think Shaolin abbot Xuanxin can do when he comes?"

"Alas, what ecstasy did you take? What ecstasy did Shaolin give you?"

"If the Manjusri academy can't do it, do you think Shaolin can do it?"

……

Hengdao Zong an is like a cloud, and Nangong, the master of Nangong family, good day.

Seeing the old villa leader Ji Yuan, they are still jumping up and down, and are still trying to praise Shaolin.

Feel very dissatisfied.

At the same time, I was worried about Na Lanyan and Nangong's good day in the cave.

But in the face of this impending catastrophe, they felt powerless

Even confused.

At this time, hundreds of soldiers dressed in armor and long knives, majestic, powerful and murderous, rushed in line.

A middle-aged man in silver armor.

Vigorous and murderous, he walked over with great strides.

"See general."

The city Lord Jin fufu hurriedly ran forward and respectfully saluted.

The visitor is general Wu An Jun of Dingxi.

"I've seen generals."

Guangliang, abbot of Manjusri courtyard, and a group of eminent monks, including Hengdao Zong an Ruyun, Jiyuan of Wujian mountain villa, and Nangong Wentian, the master of Nangong family.

Yes, I came forward to salute.

In the whole Tianbei City, no one dares to disrespect Wu'an.

A powerful general of the imperial court.

Who dares to offend?

"How could this happen?"

Wu'an Jun directly bypassed the crowd and looked at the dark cloud with a heavy face.

Tearing open a huge mouth of the abyss, there was a ghost face with the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling.

The green faced tusks, the ghost spirit and the Dharma spirit can't be suppressed for a long time.

"Manjusri, what do you eat?"

Wu'an Jun's face was very ugly. As soon as he turned around, he pointed at Guangliang and questioned.

Straight to the point!

"I'm incompetent, I'm guilty."

"Among the grotto ruins, the eight ghost kings set a trap, but the poor monk failed to see through the previous investigation..."

Guangliang, abbot of Manjusri court, knelt down directly in front of Wu'an Jun, and then reported the seriousness of the situation.

"Everything is my fault."

"Poor monk Guangliang, as well as the eminent monks of Manjusri academy, are willing to die to protect Tianbei city..."

Guangliang stopped all his sins on himself and a group of eminent monks.

Willing to make up for it with death.

"Amitabha."

Guangliang and a group of eminent monks announced the Buddha's name together, and then stood up as if they were dead.

For a moment, the angry Wu'an king.

I can't help but feel a little moved.

"General, please believe me. Only Shaolin Abbot Xuan Xin can turn the tide."

"Only he can stop this catastrophe."

"Send someone quickly to invite abbot Xuanxin."

The old villa leader Ji Yuan, seeing that the people didn't take him seriously, stood out in great anxiety.

He also shouted and begged to the king of Wu'an.

Persuaded.

If he had not been seriously injured at this time, he would have left to invite him.

"What?"

"Shaolin... You mean master Xuanxin, the abbot of Shaolin?"

"A real Buddhist monk, Da Neng, a divine monk who can communicate with the Buddha?"

After hearing this, Wu'an Jun directly brightened his eyes and asked in a loud voice.

All of a sudden, it was like beating chicken blood.

Fanatical and pious.

Surprise is inexplicable.

Guangliang, the abbot of Manjusri hall, a group of eminent monks, an Ruyun, the founder of Hengdao, and Nangong Wentian, the master of Nangong family.

Jin Mufu, the leader of Tianbei City, looked at Wu'an Jun in surprise.

I'm confused!

I was surprised by the great response of Wu'an Jun.

It was also evaluated by Wu'an Jun, the great power of the Buddhist monk in his words, and the divine monk who can communicate with the Buddha.

I was deeply shocked.

what?

Is this Xuanxin, abbot of Shaolin?

In their impression, Xuanxin is a young monk who has just entered the congenital stage.

How?

How is that possible?

This is absolutely impossible. The eminent monk of Manjusri academy can't do it. How can he turn the tide?

"Ah..."

"Yes, master Xuanxin, abbot of Shaolin. Only he can resolve this catastrophe."

Ji Yuan, the old villa leader, was surprised by the response of Wu'an Jun. he couldn't think of it.

Why, he had been so painstaking that he gave them peace like a cloud, and Kim finally fell down on them and said.

They thought he was farting.

How can you tell Dingxi general Wu'an Jun that he has received such incredible attention?

"Yes, that's right."

"Only master Xuanxin, abbot of Shaolin, can turn the tide and save Tianbei city."

"Ha ha..."

The excited Wu'an gentleman suddenly burst into a relaxed laugh and said with ecstasy: "abbot Xuanxin is the real reincarnation of the Buddha."

"He is a living Buddha."

"The military affairs have been busy recently. I forgot to go to Shaolin to worship the Buddha and burn incense..."

"Somebody, send someone to Shaoshi mountain and invite master Xuanxin, the abbot of Shaolin!"

Wu'an Jun's undisguised reverence, that kind of enthusiasm and piety from the heart.

That incredible praise and evaluation.

Directly let Guangliang, Jiyuan, an Ruyun, jinmufu, Nangong smell the sky

Shock, claw!

His face is incredible.

Heart shock, but also set off a huge wave!