Chapter 1308： : The poor monk is good at law, ask the donor to put down the butcher knife

"Block, block!"

Scorching dragon's breath, extremely high temperature, mortal body, contaminated with injury or death!

Because the dragon's breath came too fast, there was no reaction at all. He poured his heads and faces on the tower in an instant. At least hundreds of people were caught in it, causing extensive burns in an instant, struggling in the sea of ​​flames, and looking extreme. Tragic!

"It's kind of a doorway!"

Qin Luosheng glanced up slightly.

In the end, it is the breath of a hundred-zhang giant dragon. The range is extremely wide. Fortunately, this is a black dragon. Even if he knows the racial abilities of every dragon clan, the strength of this dragon’s breath is not very strong. Gao, if it were replaced by the fire dragon that Qin Luosheng had previously summoned to attack Juban City, the soldiers recruited below would not be burned all over, but would have been melted directly!

"Enchantment!"

After all, it was a well-trained army, and it was an imperial city with complete arms. Soon the enchantment squad rushed over, and the group joined forces to prop up the enchantment and block the landing of the second dragon's breath.

"Is it only this level?"

Looking at the shaky barrier, Qin Luosheng snorted disdainfully.

Even a mere black dragon with a powerful body and a half-dangling breath is so hard to resist. It seems that this imperial city, Kyoto, is just like that!

"Amitabha!"

At this moment, a Buddha's horn suddenly resounded across the battlefield. In the crowd, a kind-eyed and kind-eyed old monk in a robed robes came slowly. And there are lotus flowers under his feet, and a golden wheel of Buddha's light emerges behind him. It looks very sacred, kind and kind, like a Buddha!

"The poor monk is good at law, I have seen the donor!"

Fashan old monk performed the ceremony.

"I have seen a master!" People respect me one foot, and I change another one. Qin Luosheng has always been very polite. Moreover, this is a live broadcast of the world, with billions of people in front of the world. I lost it, "Dare to ask the master, what do you have to say?"

"The poor monk is here to end this war!"

Fashan put his hands together, nodded and said.

"How is the ending method?"

Qin Luosheng narrowed his eyes and asked.

"The benefactor went crazy and killed evil in vain, and countless people were killed for it, and the two cities fell, the lives were overwhelmed, and the resentment was soaring!"

Fa Shandao: "Of course, my Buddha is merciful and saves all beings. Even if the donor is such a wicked person, I cannot bear to let you continue to fall. If you want to be compassionate, if you want to practice the Dharma, let the donor lay down the butcher knife, resolve the hostility, and the next day will come. Elysium, get the fruit!"

"Then, what does the master intend?"

Qin Luosheng asked again, seemingly smiling.

"Please put down the butcher knife, the poor monk promises in the name of my Buddha that as long as the donor enters my temple to practice, the past will be overwhelming, no more troubles, no more investigation!"

The law is good.

"Oh? Is this to imprison me?"

Qin Luosheng's tone changed. In the last second, there was still no wave in the ancient well, but the next moment it became like a deep cold pool, extremely cold.

"Not so!" continued without changing his face: "The poor monk wants the donor to suppress the heart and demon, cultivate the heart and nurture nature, use the Dharma to dissolve the hostility in the heart, and eliminate the evil desires of people with compassion, and no longer have greed, anger, and ignorance. Three thoughts, the spiritual platform is clear and bright, the heart is like a mirror, and you will never kill evil in vain again, you will be liberated!"

"A clever tongue!" Qin Luosheng waved his hand very boredly, not wanting to listen to the old guy's rhetoric, "Don't use your sanskrit that confuses the mind, it makes me upset. I originally thought Dongying Jingjing, the emperor In the capital of the city, capable people and strangers are like crucian carp who crossed the river. I never thought that it was an old monk like you who relied on talking to come to Luoli. It is really disappointing!"

"Does the donor really want to go his own way?"

Fashan's benevolent expression narrowed, and the hand that moved the prayer beads stopped.

"So what?" Qin Luosheng asked back, "Does the master have any advice?"

"Buddhism has a wide range of predestined people and saves sentient beings. Even people who commit heinous crimes like the benefactor never give up, but..."

Fashan’s long white eyebrows and long beard moved without wind under the invisible aura, and his thin body wanted to be excited~ it swelled up like a stimulant, from a height of about 1.5 meters, 5 meters, and 60 kilograms. The thin old man instantly turned into a brawny man of nearly three meters, covered in horned dragon-like muscles, and weighing at least five hundred jin.

"But, the Buddha also has the vajra anger! The benefactor insists on not realizing, and wants to set off boundless killings, sinking into the sea of ​​suffering, and vows not to look back. Then today the poor monks can only do the things of the Buddha and turn into the Dharma-protecting vajra to get rid of you for the world. This demon!"

"Hahahahaha..."

Qin Luosheng suddenly raised his head to the sky and laughed wildly. The overbearing laughter sounded like a tiger and a leopard. It pierced through the gold and cracked rocks and shook the city of Kyoto below. Many weak people felt dizzy and dizzy. Those who were just ordinary residents were even weakened. On the ground, those with even worse qualities have already suffered internal organs, bleeding from the seven orifices!

"Amitabha!"

The Sanskrit sound sang, and a Buddha's name sounded like a Dharma Protector King Kong bursting out. The demon and the ghost were suppressed by Qin Luosheng's mad laughter.

"Master, you'd better go back and call a master, just your small arms and thin legs, disguise and disguise as a brainwashing tool, it is not enough to really fight!"

Qin Luosheng said coldly: "It depends on your age, this is a special treatment, and I hope that the master will not let down my kindness!"

"Vertical arrogant!"

This is not Nuoyu anymore, but a naked contempt, completely disregarding him as a human being, this damn, Lien Buddha will be angry, right?

"Don't be forced to talk about it. If you want to walk the way for the sky and kill my demon, then come up and compete!"

Qin Luosheng turned his hand, Xuanyuan Sword was already in his grasp, and he invited the Fashan old monk below to fight, "Look at whether it is your Buddhist scriptures, or the sword in my hand is sharper!"

"So courageous!"

Fashan glared angrily, plucking green onions all over his body, and jumped out of the city of Kyoto directly, relying on the Buddhist supernatural powers to fly, and rushed towards Qin Luosheng.

"Demon, take a punch from the poor monk!"

Vigorous vajra fist, the name sounds domineering, in fact it is the simplest straight fist, but it has blessed the power of Buddhism vajra, so it looks extremely domineering and powerful enough to crack mountains and rocks!

"Small bugs!"

Qin Luosheng didn't know what to say!

That's it?

Who do you look down on?

I originally thought that the one who dared to jump out and challenge himself at this time must be a master, no doubt, how can I know that such a naive man has come!

With your straight punch, you want to attack Lao Tzu too?

Really think that Laozi's top speed in the world is dry rice?

"Huh..."

Easily dodge the attack of his fist, Qin Luosheng flapped the wings of Yinglong, more silky like a bird than a bird, and even more agile and swift in the air than on the land. Not only did he evade, but there was no stagnant counterattack!

"How can the power of the demon hurt the poor monk protected by my Buddha?" A golden wheel of Buddha light emerged from behind the Fa Shan, and then turned into a barrier, blocking Qin Luosheng’s sword aura. For a time, Fa Shan’s confidence There was a big increase, and the Sanskrit sound exploded: "Whoever, now the poor monk has saved you!"