"I have my own discretion." The white browed monk raised his hand to make sure they didn't have to say more.
Feng Jiu looked at him and asked, "what do you want me to do for you?"
"Ha ha, this is not urgent. Wait until you get the Golden Lotus." Said the white browed monk.
Master Yijie sits quietly with his hands folded at Fengjiu. He never looks surprised at the white brow monk's words, as if he had known it.
"Benefactor, look up at the Buddha's eyes." The white browed monk said, still with that kind look.
Feng jiuyiyan raised her head and looked at the Buddha in the hall. When her eyes were on the Buddha's eyes, her heart was shocked, and her eyes seemed to pass through the shadowless world.
"The Golden Lotus in ancient times is in there. Please go and find it, benefactor." The white browed monk said, raising his hand and brushing it, he saw a ray of light passing by, and Feng Jiu, sitting cross legged on the futon, disappeared in the hall.
"Master?"
Leng Hua was stunned and looked around. He couldn't help but look up at the Buddha's eye. However, he only felt his eyes flash, and the whole person fainted.
Looking at lenghua, the white browed monk said to the monks on both sides: "send this benefactor to have a rest."
"Yes." Eight monks on both sides should say, suppress the surprise under the heart, get up and take Leng Hua out, and let the disciple settle down.
After they left, master Yijie asked, "does the Buddha intend to give the ancient Golden Lotus to the benefactor?"
The white browed monk laughed and said, "as you and I all know, she is very human. My Buddha is merciful. If she really needs to use my Buddha's holy things, what's the harm of giving it to her?"
With a smile, he put his hands together and whispered, "Amitabha, but I don't know if she can get the ancient Golden Lotus..."
The monk Yijie also murmured softly, and his hands dropped his eyebrows.
At the same time, Phoenix nine feel a burst of upside down, the scene in front of a change, to stabilize their minds, has been placed in a place full of blood.
She looked around and saw that it was like a forest. There were no corpses on the ground, but there was fresh blood splashing on the ground. The smell of blood filled the ground. Faintly, there were bursts of howling and howling in the forest.
"Give me my life back Give me my life back... "
"Phoenix nine, Phoenix nine Come down to accompany us... "
The voice like ghost wolf howl, a sound of reverberation in her ears, she frowned at a look, the scene in front of her eyes is another change, the original forest has become dark, bursts of wind from the forest whistling, making people creepy.
Looking at the changing scene in front of her eyes, Feng Jiumei heart slightly coagulates. What the hell is in this? How could she be here? Why is there such a bloody place in Buddhism?
The bell on her waist was shaking, and she made a crisp sound. She gathered her mind and walked forward. The ghosts around her howled and danced, as if waiting for the opportunity to rush forward.
She glanced coldly. Just as she was about to withdraw her gaze, she caught sight of a ghost like a monk who had died in her hands before.
She was shocked and thought: This is not the place of Buddhism, is it her own fantasy memory? No, no, if it's a fantasy memory, these people shouldn't appear.
She pursed her lips and walked forward. All of a sudden, a few black shadows came towards her with crying and howling. Her eyebrows twisted, a cold light flashed in her eyes, and her hand was raised. An attack came out. The flame was accompanied by sharp airflow, which instantly made those shadows disappear.
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