Chapter 915

What kind of thing is that? No one will think what kind of thing it is. They all open their own shackles with their own strength. The panic crowd is scattered everywhere, and no one cares about their affairs.

It's just that the power is so ridiculous. What a terrible thing it is. The red dragon monk rushed like a tiger and broke one of the men with guns.

Other people also shot, red dragon monk had to avoid, that is how ridiculous thing, Li Qianlong with people to attack, to avoid those panic crowd, to rescue the red dragon monk.

What kind of thing is this? It's just that things like that make people feel strange. They keep moving. Be careful of the guns in the hands of the aggressors.

The leader said with a grim smile: "fire, since you can't get it, it will be completely destroyed."

Soon there was a roaring sound from outside, and soon the gate was opened by cannons. Those people were helpless. This is the power to be defeated by fate.

Soon, the monk who guarded the gate was also injured by the power of the cannon, and he fell out with blood and flesh. He didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

That is beyond their imagination of powerful power, not these flesh and blood of them can resist, their powerless resistance, can only be meaningless sacrifice.

The monks on the scene also felt hopeless. The opponent's strength was too strong to stop.

"I'll give you another chance. As long as you hand over the nirvana Sutra, I'll stop. If you don't hand it over, it will be razed to the ground in an instant." The Big Ben Taijun said wildly.

When people heard what he said, it was his ultimatum. If they didn't comply, they would destroy Nanhai Buddhism.

Some people wavered and persuaded the abbot to hand over the nirvana Sutra in exchange for the peace of the thousand year old temple. They were not afraid of no firewood.

This may be right. It's not a loss to use a book to save the ancient temple for thousands of years, but it makes people feel a little desperate. After losing this book, there may be a lot to lose.

The difficult choice is not for others, but for those who are making a choice. Other people are all expressing their own opinions. In fact, no matter how they choose, their interests will not be affected.

The abbot of Nanhai Buddhism is monk Huiming. Even though he is determined to defend himself, he can't bear to be buried with so many people. With a sigh, he said, "Huihai, go and take out the nirvana Sutra."

Monk Huihai quickly took orders to get it. Abbot Huiming stood up and said, "Tai Jun, heaven has the virtue of a good life. Don't kill people in vain."

"I'll give you half an hour, half an hour, and I want to see Nirvana Sutra," he said with a grim smile

Everyone is also in a panic, life and death in front of us, Huihai monk didn't come back, their heart is worried. Just when they couldn't help it, someone finally saw Huihai come back.

They yelled, "Huihai, you're back. Nirvana Sutra."

Huihai lowered his head and said, "Nirvana Sutra is gone."

"Ah, the nirvana Sutra has been placed in the Sutra Pavilion. How could it be lost?" The Abbot's voice began to tremble. I didn't expect that this kind of thing would happen at the critical moment.

Nirvana Sutra has always been placed in the Sutra Pavilion. There are several elders guarding it. It is very difficult for outsiders to go in and steal.

This makes people feel helpless. Now that the nirvana Sutra can't be taken out, how can we deal with the immediate problems.

At this time, Li Qianlong said, "how many people have seen Nirvana Sutra."

Red dragon monk said: "in addition to the successive Shaolin abbot, no one has seen the nirvana Sutra, even those elders can only look at it from a distance."

"That's good. There are so many Buddhist sutras. Just give him one." Li Qianlong said.

It's really a little tricky. Huihai, the abbot of Buddhism, said, "it's against the tenet of Buddhism, and it's not a long-term plan."

"Buddhism says that if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? In the face of crisis, some small sacrifices can save countless lives, and what can't be done." Li Qianlong said quickly.

"Amitabha." Abbot Huiming said with emotion.

Naturally, Li Qianlong was asked to do it. Li Qianlong did not refuse. He took a Book covered by a tray and went to the Big Book Taijun. Countless black guns pointed at Li Qianlong.

Li Qianlong is not afraid. He is helpless in the face of these guys, and has nothing to control.

The big Taijun is looking at Li Qianlong with a smile. The book in his hand is his dream. Of course, he is very happy to see Nanhai Buddhism yield.

Someone around him said, "he seems to be the murderer of Yamamoto Taijun. We can't let him go."

Big Ben Taijun is Yamamoto Taijun's brother, naturally can't easily let Li Qianlong, his face quietly, will take the tray with the book.

The Big Book Taijun took the book on the tray, flipped it casually, and quickly said, "isn't this an ordinary Buddhist Scripture? You can't deceive me."

"Nirvana Sutra is like this. How can a monk cheat you if he doesn't lie?" Li Qianlong said to him quickly.

This is how things, no one will know their own situation, the big Taijun looked at the eye is said: "I hope you did not cheat me."

Li Qianlong handed things to him and wanted to leave, but he didn't expect that Big Ben Taijun immediately took out his gun and shot Li Qianlong. Soon the gun rang and Li Qianlong covered his chest and fell down.

Everyone was shocked. Unexpectedly, the big prince was so cruel. The red dragon monk wanted to help, but he was held by someone and said to him, "don't go there. You have already sacrificed. Don't sacrifice any more."

The Big Ben Taijun said with a smile: "this person has hurt our people, so naturally he can't leave his life."

He also felt helpless in his righteous words. Power is the truth, which is often the case. No one can be alone.

Soon the Big Ben left with a laugh, and the threat of artillery fire was relieved. But when the Big Ben found that the nirvana sutra was fake, he would naturally come back, and then it would not be so simple.

People's hearts are shrouded in some gloomy clouds. They don't know what will happen in the future. This kind of thing is really a bit bad. Many disciples have already left here. It's also common sense that trees fall and monkeys scatter. No one will know how to untie their shackles. This is a kind of thing that makes people feel helpless.

Others were a little dejected. The red dragon monk ran to Li Qianlong and cried, "you died miserably. I wanted you to inherit the leader of the red dragon Gang, but I didn't expect you to follow me. What should I do?"