Chapter 280

The gloom was extremely heavy. It was like an iron pot suddenly caught on the grassland. When darkness came, the meat and grass incense that had been flowing in the air suddenly disappeared, leaving only a strange smell, if not, rushing into the nose.

There was a commotion in the dark, and someone exclaimed, "the magic of the great hell!"

Feng Zhiwei didn't understand what this meant, but suddenly thought of what someone said just now that Ke lie was born in a snow mountain cult. What's more, they have been staring at Ke lie, and they have no idea where this man's strange martial arts came from. Is this his life-saving means?

However, hearing the screams from below, it seems that people in the grassland are afraid of this cult. Some people seem to have fled in the chaos. The clan leaders on the high platform are also very frightened. Some people jump off the high platform.

He Lianzheng chased after him and went straight to Feng Zhiwei's direction. Feng Zhiwei looked at the darkness with a twinkling of eyes. He thought it was a good opportunity. He raised his voice to young master Gu, "brother Gu, be careful. Don't chase the poor..." One sleeve waved.

In the chaos, some people quietly swept up the high platform, passed by the blind patriarchs, and went straight to the DAMA living Buddha.

After a moment, the darkness suddenly dissipated, like hula, the curtain was pulled away, and even the iron smell was gone. There were only a few people left on the stage in the fragrance of grass, trees, wine and meat.

Nata disappeared, zongchen also disappeared, Meiduo buckle in the hand of he Lianzheng, he Lianzheng's other hand also tightly grasped Feng Zhiwei.

There were only five of the eight patriarchs present, and a few others fell into the center of the Royal Army.

Further away, Gu Nan Yi blocks the place where Ke lie is, and both of them are gone.

"Damaalla!"

A cry woke up a little confused people, turned back to see the head of Dharma living Buddha, I do not know when it has been soft and soft on one side.

"Allah

When the golden light flashed across the clouds, people looked up and saw only the goshawk flying high.

There was a faint fragrance on all sides. The Dharma living Buddha suddenly deviated and moved in a direction. Then a hand slowly raised and pointed to that direction.

All of them knelt down with white faces and knew that the living Buddha was going to die.

Before the death of living Buddhas, they all have different images, and will foretell the location of the next generation of living Buddhas with Dharma or prophecy.

According to huzhuo's doctrine of eternal life, there are two kinds of inheritance of living Buddhas from generation to generation. One is reincarnation after the death of the former living Buddha, and the other is that the soul of the former living Buddha entrusted to the new owner. No matter what kind of living Buddha is, it needs to be given a metaphor before his death.

The fragrance in the air is more and more strong, and the patriarchs on the platform all kneel down. All the living Buddhas of all ages have passed away in the Huyin temple. Dama will become the first living Buddha to die in silence under the eyes of all the people. At the moment, they have no sense of honor and worship. Most people are even secretly glad that the living Buddha has passed away at this moment, which avoids the crime of accusing the living Buddha against the princess It's very appropriate.

As for why the silence is over at the moment, no one thinks much about it. Dama is a candle in the wind, and no one expects him to live until the next spring. Now when this happens and his mind is destroyed, the silence is completely normal.

With a strong fragrance and breath holding, the vast grassland is silent, and the era of waiting for an old man is gone.

People kneel down in front of Dharma and touch the ground with their forehead. The Little Lamas recite the Scriptures. Some people light Buddhist incense. In the thick light white smoke, Feng Zhiwei looks at Dama like a strange image.

In the name of God, you have lived far and wide in the grassland clouds. Today I will tell you that the one who controls people will be controlled by others. Life and death are up to me, not to your heaven.

In the light white smoke, Dama tried to lift her eyelids for the last time. In a hazy and shaking vision, she stared at Feng Zhiwei.

At the end of his life, the son of Changsheng heaven, the leader of the doctrine of eternal life, finally flashed his indignant eyes.

Uncontrollable resentment

He tried to move his fingers, trying to turn his fingers and body around It's not the direction he wants to point to, his reincarnation or incarnation Not there

On the other side, all the people were deeply lying on the ground, not daring to desecrate the most sacred passing away on the grassland. Only the woman with her head raised and her lips slightly bent, looked at him so interestingly.

It's like watching a monkey play in a cage, scratching one's ears and scratching one's cheek and one's mind, but it's the plaything of others.

She even wanted to take advantage of other people's death

Damar curled up her fingers, and a little bit wanted to retract the finger that pointed to a certain direction in the royal court.

However, he heard a slight click.

A very light sound, like who in the long sky, jokingly roll a dice, throw others' last destiny.

Or his gods silently cut off the final string of fate -

what is collapsing, what is breaking, what is sinking, what is not willing to be ashes forever.

Damar's finger, in place.

The head, silent, leans to the chest.

All around the fragrance, Tengteng diffuse."Allah

Wailing and shouting, the instant tide flooded the grassland in the afternoon. In a brilliant golden light, countless people knelt down and turned their bodies and looked in amazement at the direction of the body and fingers of the living Buddha Damar before his death.

King's court, back hall.

In the back hall of the king's court, it is obvious that there is no baby about to be born. So the 17th generation of living Buddha is the kind of soul attached.

The reincarnation of the soul of living Buddhas in huzhuo doctrine mostly occurs in young children. While they are busy cleaning up the Dharma Dharma, they go to the Huyin temple to report, and invite the Dharma protector Lama to hold a ceremony and carry out cremation for Dharma.

Huyin temple is not far away from the king's court. The horses come and go in half a day. During this time, people wait anxiously and look at the direction of the back hall of the royal court.

"Go and find brother Gu." Feng Zhiwei motioned Chunyu Meng, a little worried, looking at the direction of Gu Nan Yi's disappearance, and said, "the martyr is a little evil, take more people and be careful."

Chunyu nods to leave fiercely. He Lianzheng sits on the side of Fengzhi's body and looks at her left and right. Feng Zhiwei looks at him with a smile, "how?"

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