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Chapter 418: Fahai Invasion

Chapter 418 Fahai Invasion

Speaking of Fahai, Yang Lin saw Fahai.

In front of the bustling crowd, a monk shone brightly in the sun with his bald head.

Not only was his bald head shiny, but his whole body was glowing.

The monk was wearing a colorful cassock, holding a celestial Zen Staff in his left hand, holding a golden bowl of demons in his right hand, and Wuwang Buddhist beads hanging around his neck.

Eyebrows are like swords, eyes with ice and snow...

It looks like a master's style at first glance.

Moreover, the treasure looks solemn, the body is strong, the skin is as jade as jade, and there is a little mole in the forehead, which is particularly solemn.

When the big girls and wives around him saw the monk, they couldn't help but scream.

This is not scared.

But the feelings are turbulent and the feelings are hard to control themselves.

It would be fine if it were just these young wives and big girls who followed quietly behind.

Whether it is a man, woman, old or a three-year-old child, I can't help but look at the monk a few more times, and I put my hands together and recited the words Amitabha.

‘This is Fahai.’

Yang Lin stood aside, watching the crowd rushing, following the monk, and couldn't help but sigh.

What should come will always come.

In fact, it has been delayed for a year and Jinshan Temple has not sent anyone to Hangzhou to save all living beings. He is already very surprised.

He suspected that his own clone's action of breaking through Kingsoft overnight also played a role.

Without complete certainty, the monk didn't want to move lightly.

At this time, one was because the arrow was on the string and he had to be fired; the other reason was probably that the monk had already been confident enough and was not afraid of a battle.

As soon as he thought about this, he surrounded the three statues of the Erlang Zhenjun Temple built in Hangzhou City. At the same time, golden light was faintly emitted, and waves of bows and chanting sounds sounded around him.

The energy of the entire Hangzhou city is undercurrent and is about to break out.

Fahai looked up at the sky, smiled slightly, walked to a low-crowded house, and said to a hunchbacked old man: "Donor, I am here from afar, my mouth and lips are dry, I wonder if I can put a bowl of water to drink?"

The hunched old man trembled with his hands. He looked at the monk in front of him who seemed to be emitting sunlight all over his body. He almost kowtowed on the spot. He heard the sound and said, "Okay, OK."

He took two steps at a time and found the most beautiful and cleanest porcelain bowl in the house, and put a bowl of water in the water tank. He respectfully brought it over and handed it to Fahai.

Fahai recited the Buddha's name, slowly drank it all, wiped off the wet stains at the corner of his mouth, and handed the bowl back: "Thank you, the donor, the Buddha's blessing."

As soon as the old man took the bowl, a piece of exclamation rang around him, "Golden bowl, that's a golden bowl, gold..."

"It's true. I just drank a bowl of water and even the bowl turned into gold. Isn't it a trick?"

"No."

More people saw that the hunchbacked old man bit his teeth with his teeth, making the teeth mark on it, and the golden light shines softly.

"Give me a bowl of water and give you a hundred taels of gold, Amitabha."

The monk Zhan Yan smiled, and ignored the hunchbacked old man behind him who kept kowtowing and thanking him.

Just look forward.

For some reason, the people of Hangzhou seemed to have become kind-hearted, and none of them became greedy. Some people persuaded them later, "Uncle Fang, why don't you call your son back soon. Now he has enough money to marry his wife, and he can build three large tiled houses and buy some land. He really made a fortune and envy me so much."

"I'll go and call someone for you..."

"My third girl is in her age, she is beautiful and beautiful, and she is a good embryo that is easy to raise. If Brother Fang is interested, please ask a matchmaker to come..."

After walking for a while, I saw a man lying beside the street and crying. An old woman's face turned pale and she had already died. A young man in a blue shirt was crying and snatching the earth.

"Mom, Mom, why don't you wait a little longer? When your son makes money, he will come and respect you."

"It's so pitiful. Aunt Zhang has worked hard and raised her son alone.

Seeing that his son had a promising future and had earned a lot of money from doing business, he went home happily and saw his mother. He found that Aunt Zhang had become ill due to years of hard work. So, he had carved it to the pharmacy to see it, and it was too late..."

"Amitabha."

Fahai walked up to the crying young man, sang the Buddha's name, and said, "You can take this pill for your mother."

"master?"

The young man wiped away his tears and hesitated.

Isn’t my mother dead? What medicine should I take?

However, as soon as he saw the monk's clear eyes, he was immediately confused and had no questions in his heart. He hurriedly thanked him, took the pills, and sent it to my mother's mouth.

The pills are fragrant and melt in the mouth.

"Ahem..."

Only three breathing time has passed.

A few coughs sounded, and the old woman suddenly opened her eyes, got up on her own, and said in confusion, "Aren't I lying on the couch at home? Why did I get to the door? Son, you're back."

"Mom..."

The young man started to cry again, and this time he cried with joy.

"Filial piety is the first of all virtues, and Buddha saves those who are destined to be..."

The monk recited a sentence that he didn't know whether it was a poem or a verse, and moved forward step by step.

Gradually, more and more people followed behind him, filling the entire street.

"Master, I think this monk used evil methods to confuse the people. His purpose is very small. Should he drive him out of the city?"

Xu Xian had just left the city to destroy the demons. When he saw anything unreasonable, he felt that it was a demon, his muscles were tense and he was eager to try it out.

As soon as he and Li Gongfu returned to the city, they saw their master standing thoughtfully watching a monk's performance.

After seeing the etiquette, I said a little indignantly.

Li Gongfu's expression changed wildly and he hurriedly said, "What are you talking nonsense about Hanwen? That person I recognize is Zen Master Fahai from Jinshan Temple. He has great supernatural powers. Before Master Yang took action, he encountered a big monster that was difficult to deal with in the big city around the city. He asked this Zen Master to take action. He was a master with real skills and could not offend him."

"Jinshan Temple is far away in Zhenjiang, so he has crossed the boundary."

Hu Yabiao rushed over, surrounded her body with energy, and there was a flash of light and shadow, and her face was filled with joy.

"Senior sister, you have actually broken through the third level."

Xu Xian was so envious that he drooled. He was actually not far from this realm. At this time, he saw the flow of qi around Hu Ya, which was faintly in harmony with the world. He could tell at a glance that he had reached the state of unity between man and nature, and had reached the third level.

"Yes, Junior Brother Hanwen, you have to work hard. Senior sister just killed a locust tree demon that harmed people and swallowed souls. Her merits were fulfilled and she was immediately promoted. It seems that practicing the body is equally important and cultivating merits, and she cannot be neglected."

Hu Ya was proud.

She felt very stressed these days, especially the second junior brother she received later, whose cultivation level grew too fast. Look at the tendon and flesh, and that head...

She often wondered if her master had given the kid a small hospital, why no one else could practice so strongly, and he had a strange phenomenon alone.

Moreover, even though his realm is still below him, his strength is no less. If he had not taken advantage of the sword technique, he might have no majesty as a senior sister and could not beat him.

Fortunately, he finally reached the third level before him and saved his senior sister's face.

Hu Ya enjoyed the envious eyes of everyone for a while, closed her mouth with a sore smile, and thought for a while and said, "I think the monk is here prepared. Now the master's three temples worship much less people, and they all come to see a big show for the monk.

In this way, it is very likely that they will be taken to Jinshan Temple, then..."

After following Yang Lin for so long, Hu Ya, Xu Xian and other disciples actually understood.

The statue of the temple is actually related to the master's practice. The more people worship, the faster he practices.

Although they do not understand the truth, it does not prevent them from regarding the incense of faith as important.

At this time, I saw someone grabbing food from it, and I felt a little angry.

"Do you want to fight?"

Hu Ya asked fiercely with a knife in her hand.

Even if she saw the monk's extraordinary power, she was not afraid of anything.

"No, this is for the teacher, I will meet him in person."

Yang Lin waved to stop.

Although these disciples are extremely powerful masters among the ordinary people.

However, when facing Fahai, it is really a delivery.

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