"Master is really. He didn't say he would take me down the mountain to do rituals, and left me alone in the lonely house guard. There was no ghost in this broken place, and the thief was unwilling to visit..."

Although he complained, Shifang kept getting into the kitchen, lifting two wooden barrels, and then rushed towards a mountain spring behind the temple with vigorous steps.

He wanted to fill a large tank of water before his master came back. The large tank weighed at least a thousand pounds. I really don’t know how it moved from the bottom of the mountain to the mountain. After all, the mountain road was rugged, and it could be said that there was not even a formal road, let alone transporting large items to the mountain.

After a day last night, Monk Shifang found that the master had not come back, and he was lazy and leaned directly on a bluestone, holding a weed in his mouth, and staring at the changing white clouds in the air without any focus.

Just as the monk Shifang was immersed in the changes of white clouds with interest, a black dot appeared in his sight, especially the black dot suddenly magnified in his sight, and the one that appeared in the monk Shifang was a huge goshawk.

"The Buddha is above, why is this goshawk so big? Could it be that he has become a spirit?"

The monk Shifang looked at the goshawk above his head stupidly, his face full of astonishment.

Just then, the monk Shifang suddenly heard a voice coming and said, "Zen Master Baiyun, help me!"

The one who shouted for help was not someone else, but the Taoist Taoist in Laoshan who was chased and Zhiqiu Yiye and the other two.

Zhiqiu Yiye looked at the dilapidated temple in the mountains curiously. The temple was dilapidated and almost didn't look incense. This made Zhiqiu Yiye suspect that he might be a paradise living in such a place?

However, since the Taoist of Laoshan chose to come here to ask for help, there should be at least some hope. After all, the Taoist of Laoshan cannot joke about his life.

Monk Shifang suddenly got up, opened his eyes wide and looked at the extremely embarrassed Taoist Laoshan and Zhiqiu Yiye. He looked at the two of them with extremely pure eyes. He only heard Monk Shifang clasped his hands together and shook his head and said, "Two donors, my master went down the mountain to do rituals and beg for alms. Now he is not in Baiyun Temple..."

Zhiqiu Yiye's heart skipped a beat and was insoluble in escaping here. As a result, the other party actually said that the person they were asking for help was not on the mountain. Zhiqiu Yiye couldn't escape, and sat on the ground and said, "No, let me take a break. Even if I die, let me take a breath first."

At the same time, a figure fell from the air, and it was a man with a hook nose in black, who was the master Goshawk.

At this time, Master Gangying looked as if he was still alive and the Taoist of Laoshan laughed at them: "You two escaped here like dogs. Are you just trying to ask for help from this little monk?"

As he said that, Master Gangying looked at the little monk with an extremely disdainful look, obviously looking down on Shifang very much.

Shifang was not old and his temperament was not calm enough. At this moment, Master Gangying looked at him with such disdainful eyes and suddenly he looked angry on his face. He clasped his hands together and said to Master Gangying: "The donor is so evil. Baiyun Temple does not welcome the donor. Please leave quickly..."

I have to say that Shifang is not old, but his courage is not bad. He is not humble or arrogant when facing Master Goshawk, and is not affected at all. Not to mention the rest, this alone makes many people feel inferior.

Zhiqiu Yiye couldn't help but look up at the little monk Shifang, with a look of appreciation in his eyes.

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the goshawk. He reached out and grabbed the little monk Shifang, and smiled grimly, "The little monk is sharp-toned. When I pull off your tongue, I will see how sharp-toned you are..."

“Bold!”

At this moment, with a whistle, a Zen stick broke through the air, running towards Master Gangying's big hand to grab the little monk in the ten directions.

The Zen Staff was extremely heavy. If it hit the wrist of Master Goshawk, it would probably be broken.

Master Gangying didn't expect that someone would dare to attack him at this moment. The most important thing was that the sound of the Zen stick breaking through the air made him feel a bit of crisis. If he was not dealt with carefully, he might be injured in the other party's hands.

He turned his hand and slapped behind him, and then he heard a bang. A fire flashed over the Zen Staff. The sharp claws of the goshawk shook open the Zen Staff, and a roar was piercing. The Zen Staff was inserted on the stone wall not far away.

At the same time, a thin figure was flying over, a string of rosary in his hand, a monk's robe, and kind-hearted eyes, which showed a bit of the style of a great monk.

When the Taoist of Laoshan saw the visitor, his eyes lit up and said with a little surprise: "Zen Master Baiyun, we are saved now."

"master."

The little monk Shifang was really innocent and didn't feel that he had walked in front of the Ghost Gate. When he saw Master Baiyun, Shifang showed joy on his face, and even jumped to Master Baiyun and waved his hand and shouted loudly: "Master, Master, you are finally back!"

The attack of Zen Master Baiyun made Master Gangying show a solemn look. Whether it was Zhiqiu Yiye or Laoshan Taoist, Master Gangying didn't care much about it. If it weren't for the two of them having their own means of saving their lives, they would have won the victory and were killed by Master Gangying.

But Zen Master Baiyun is different. From Zen Master Baiyun, Master Gangying felt a little threat, and it was almost said that Zen Master Baiyun's strength was not inferior to him.

This can be seen from Fang Xiaoyu's simple fight, so when facing Master Baiyun, Master Gangying naturally became vigilant.

Master Gangying suddenly took action again and grabbed the little monk in Shifang. Master Gangying actually wanted to capture the little monk in Shifang to threaten Zen Master Baiyun.

Zen Master Baiyun only has a direct disciple like Shifang Xiao Monk, and he regards Shifang Xiao Monk more than anything else.

Now Master Gangying dares to make the idea of ​​a young monk in Shifang. Isn’t this intentional stimulation of Zen Master Baiyun?

I saw a string of rosary beads in Zen Master Baiyun’s hand, and each rosary was flashing with a strange golden light and heading towards Master Goshawk.

The man from the goshawk narrowed his eyes, grabbed the little monk in the ten directions with one hand, and danced with the other to block the string of rosary.

Zen Master Baiyun had no time to save the little monk in Shifang. Seeing that the little monk was about to fall into the hands of Master Gangying, a figure suddenly rushed over and shouted, "The Lord of the Mountain God and Earth will listen to my orders, and the earth will open!"

Suddenly, a huge crack appeared under the foot of the Ghawk. Even if the Ghawk could fly and disappear, his body suddenly fell down involuntarily.

It was not easy for Zhiqiu Yiye, who was covered in cold sweat on his forehead to use such magical powers to open up the mountain. He also forced himself to use it and finally succeeded.

"combine!"

With the rumbling, the cracked rocks closed again. Just as they were about to close the goshawk, they heard the goshawk roar, and a black shadow soared into the sky and turned into an extremely handsome goshawk hovered and then swooped down, the target was still the little monk in the ten directions.

At this moment, the little monk Shifang had already reacted. Even if he was naive, he realized that the target of Master Gangying was himself.

"Amitabha!"

The little monk in Shifang clasped his hands together and showed a pious look on his face. He immediately saw the little monk in Shifang shining brightly, and a faint phantom of the arhat appeared.

"Can the golden body of the Arhat be the reincarnation of the Arhat?"

Seeing the strange phenomenon around the little monk Shifang, the Taoist of Laoshan couldn't help but exclaim. It was obvious that it was definitely not easy for the little monk Shifang to show such a strange phenomenon.

Zhiqiu Yiye said curiously in surprise: "Hey, what a mighty Arhat!"

The Buddha's light filled the shadow of the Arhat, and the young monks in all directions actually made people feel a pious urge to bow to others.

The sharp claws of the goshawk directly broke through the Buddha's light, and it should be said that they grabbed the little monk in Shifang, which was eroding from the erosion of the Buddha's light. However, when his sharp claws that could tear apart steel fell above the head of the little monk in Shifang, the phantom of the arhat suddenly opened his eyes, and the divine light of the goshawk was as close as the real one.

Master Goshawk suddenly screamed and flew backwards.

The man who landed on the ground was shaking, looking like he was shocked.

While Master Gangying was knocked away, the little monk Shifang suddenly hugged his head and screamed, then he swayed and fell to the ground.

At this time, Zen Master Baiyun had already arrived near. When he saw the little monk in Shifang fainted, he couldn't help but be furious. He roared and grabbed it. The Zen Staff broke through the air. The Zen Staff, which was full of wind, smashed the head of Master Goshawk.

Master Goshawk, who had eaten the phantom of the Arhat on the little monk Shifang, felt crazy, and his head seemed to be hit hard by a hammer. The severe pain almost made him faint.

Facing the angry Zen Master Baiyun, Master Gangying didn't dare to stay. Now his strength is 100% impossible to exert its third level. Once he is seen through the reality, he is afraid that no one will let him go, including the Taoist of Laoshan and Zhiqiu Yiye.

"Bald donkey, bull's nose, wait for me, I'll be back soon."

While speaking, the man from the goshawk soared into the sky and disappeared into the mist of clouds and mist in the blink of an eye.

Whether it is Zen Master Baiyun or Taoist of Laoshan, they do not have the ability to stay in the air for a long time. If they really pursue it, the situation will probably reverse and be killed by Master Gangying in the air.

The Zen stick in his hand suddenly stopped, and the earth suddenly shook, cracks appeared on the ground, and his eyes were withdrawn from the air. Zen Master Baiyun quickly walked to the side of the little monk in Shifang.

With his hand like a dead tree bark between the wrists of the little monk in Shifang, after checking, Zen Master Baiyun breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, the Taoist of Laoshan said to Zen Master Baiyun with a little apology: "Zen Master Baiyun, what about the disciple, what about it, is there a big problem?"
Chapter completed!