Crash--
The wood and gray tiles on the roof fell down and buried the entire house.
The stone wall collapsed, and the body of the Taoist fanatic Song Chayang fell into the room and was buried by bricks and tiles.
Bai Xiu also disappeared along with the Taoist Chi Song Chayang. When the Taoist Chi Song Chayang was arrogant and wanted to come down to kill Fang Yan and Ye Wenrou alone, he first put the unconscious Bai Xiu on the roof to lean against. Now the wall collapsed, the house collapsed, and Bai Xiu's body was buried by bricks and rocks.
He fell down in a coma, and now he has been hit by these rocks for a while, and it is unknown whether he is dead or alive.
Dust and smoke rolled, and rocks flew everywhere.
Ye Wenrou did not approach. He stood outside the brick wall, waiting for Song Chayang to come out of the ruins.
"Amitabha-----" Nun Jinghui chanted the Buddha's name. My God, these people knocked down the stone wall with their fists. It seems that there are gods and Buddhas in this world, because only gods and Buddhas can have such great power. When thinking about this in her heart, Nun Jinghui decided to eat vegetarian food and chant Buddha more devoutly and seriously in the future.
The sound here was like thunder, and Fenghuang, who was lying in the arms of a middle-aged nun, was suddenly awakened.
Her beautiful eyes took in everything around her, making her feel full of doubts.
Where is this? What happened
"Senior Sister Qingxin-----" Fenghuang called the middle-aged nun's name.
"Phoenix, are you awake?" Nun Qingxin's face was full of joy. "Are you okay? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"
"I'm fine----" Fenghuang thought seriously. She was talking to Bai Xiu before she fell into a coma. Bai Xiu was not dead. Bai Xiu wanted to take her away. She didn't want to go with him and urged him to leave quickly----what happened later
Phoenix tried very hard to recall, but he couldn't remember anything else.
Instead, the back of my neck felt throbbing with pain, as if it had been hit by a heavy object.
"I'm glad you're okay." Nun Qingxin said happily. "Those people--"
Fenghuang raised her head and met Fang Yan's eyes.
Phoenix opened his mouth slightly, wanting to say something.
But when the words came to my lips, I didn't know what I should say.
Fang Yan blinked his eyes and said with a smile: "Are you awake?"
"Yeah." Fenghuang nodded. Fang Yan's natural and carefree attitude infected Fenghuang, and she thought, if he could be so casual, there was no need for her to feel embarrassed. Besides, she was already a monk - at least a quasi-monk. She was about to cut off the worldly affairs and purify her six senses. Those love affairs were just passing clouds to her. What else could she not let go of
Thinking of this, Phoenix immediately felt much more relaxed.
She wanted to get up from the arms of Nun Qingxin, but her head was still aching. Obviously, she had not slept soundly and peacefully.
Seeing Fenghuang was about to get up, Nun Qingxin hurriedly helped her up.
Phoenix saw his collapsed house, his eyes widened and he asked, "What happened?"
Fang Yan smiled embarrassedly, pointed at Ye Wenrou who was standing not far in front of them with her back facing them and said, "She knocked him down----"
"Knocked down----"
Only then did Fenghuang see Ye Wenrou. She came here with Fang Yan and appeared in the temple where she lived in seclusion - it must be related to Bai Xiu, right
"I'm sorry." Fang Yan said embarrassedly. "Wenrou didn't mean it. It was mainly because that old guy Song Chayang was too big and knocked down your house-----"
Fang Yan apologized on behalf of Ye Wenrou, and Fenghuang felt as if something was blocking her heart.
Ye Wenrou is his woman, so who am I
The obscure decisions in my heart, the heart that was moved by Master Jinghui's words, was extinguished again----
"It's okay." Phoenix said hoarsely. "Anyway----it doesn't matter-----"
She was talking about whether the house didn't matter or she herself didn't matter. I'm afraid even she herself couldn't tell the difference.
"I am just a poor person after all." Fenghuang thought to herself. Lotus Temple has become a place of controversy, and she has refused to return to her home. So, where will she go in the future
"But don't worry." Fang Yan said comfortingly. "Then we can help Master Jinghui rebuild the Lotus Temple - this place should be repaired properly."
Phoenix's heart sank again.
What does Fang Yan mean by this
Did he want to repair the Lotus Temple and let me live here alone for the rest of my life? Although I did tell him so before, why do you want to build a temple for me? Do you want me to be a nun for the rest of my life
"Don't worry about it------" Fenghuang said in a somewhat angry tone. "Someone from the An family came and left a sum of money for the Lotus Temple. I will use that money to hire someone to repair the temple----"
"That's fine." Fang Yan nodded and said, "But now is not the time to talk about this-----"
Before Fang Yan finished speaking, he heard a crackling sound.
Then, Song Chayang, a Taoist idiot dressed in a black robe, rushed out from the pile of bricks and tiles.
A huge black shadow covered the sky and charged towards the ground like a roc spreading its wings.
His expression was grim, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent. They didn't look like the eyes of a monk at all. They looked more like the eyes of a butcher, a desperado.
There were cuts on his face caused by bricks, and bright red blood was oozing out of them.
The black robe vibrated, and it looked like a big black balloon inflated. The hem of the robe rustled in the wind.
He pressed his hands flat, and a powerful white cyclone flowed between his palms. It was as if he was holding two transparent pots in his hands and covering the ground.
Crunch crunch----
With the pressure of his palms, the air was pushed apart and the space made a tearing and twisting sound.
Hiss-----
The air currents gathered more and more, and the cyclone became bigger and bigger. The two transparent pot lids also turned into a huge stone mill.
Turtle Breath Hundred Seals!
"This unique Taoist skill has rarely appeared in the world for thousands of years. It is said that this skill has been lost long ago, and the secret manual was destroyed during the Eight Kings Rebellion. I didn't expect that old man Song Chayang actually learned this skill."
Fang Yan was jealous and thought, he had heard that Dao Chi Song Chayang had a very high seniority in the Dao Sect. If he hadn't made a big mistake, the position of the leader of the Dao Sect would have fallen into his hands.
If he became the leader of the Taoist sect, all the Taoist sects in the world would be under his control. At that time, he would have countless Taoist secret treasures, rare treasures and strange arts in his hands.
You know, whether it is Buddhism or Taoism, these two are the richest organizations in the world.
Even though Song Chayang failed to become the master of the Dao Sect, he must have stolen a lot of things when he left the Dao Sect. These things greatly improved his strength, surpassing the Seven Idiots and moving towards the Heavenly Dao Realm. Even Hou Zhendong, the martial arts idiot among the Seven Idiots, was driven to kill people because of his favor. When Bai Xiu was injured to such an extent by himself, he also used his treasure to exchange for the medical idiot Qin Wujie's help. From this, it can be seen how rich this person's family background is.
Ye Wenrou felt a strong threat.
Her scalp felt numb and the hair bindings on her hair fluttered wildly.
Because the pressure from above was too great, the hair seemed to want to break away from her scalp and fly far away to escape. Her head was pulled painfully by the hair.
Her whole body seemed to be under a spell of immobilization. She could hardly move or walk.
Whoosh whoosh----
The dust under my feet was blown away, the weeds were pressed down so that they couldn't lift their heads, and even some small stones were blown far away by the airflow.
Ye Wenrou's face remained calm as usual; such a counterattack was within her expectations.
The Taoist Song Chayang is one of the Seven Idiots of China. Although he is extremely low-key and rarely shows up in public, it is said that his strength is unfathomable and he is the strongest among the Seven Idiots of China. He is close to the Three Dragons, and some even say that he has surpassed the Three Dragons and reached the Heavenly Dao Realm.
Later, Fang Yan returned from Huacheng and told her about Song Chayang's attack on him. The fact that this old man could order a martial arts fanatic to do things for him proved his true strength. Fang Yan, who possessed the heart of Tai Chi, had almost no power to fight back when he fought against him.
Such an opponent is still worth taking revenge on.
"Wulian Tianzun." The Taoist fanatic Song Chayang shouted out, and his body accelerated again. The energy waves controlled by his palms suddenly covered Ye Wenrou's head.
Hulala-----
The giant cauldron enveloped Ye Wenrou's entire body, spinning wildly like a powerful tornado. And Ye Wenrou was right in the eye of the cauldron.
The cauldron was spinning faster and faster, but its area was getting smaller and smaller.
Its volume begins to shrink, preparing to compress the leaf's gentle, movable area.
When it touches Ye Wenrou or any other object, it will explode-----
Its power is no less than that of the powerful K33 Devil Grenade, the latest Russian military product.
The Taoist Song Chayang obviously did not have the patience to wait for the big pot to tighten, and he would definitely not give Ye Wenrou any more chances.
As his body fell, he punched towards the cyclone again.
Another sword-shaped energy stabbed towards the transparent pot. He wanted to pierce his own cyclone.
boom------
A huge cyclone exploded, shaking the entire Lotus Temple.
The exploding air currents were like rows of sharp blades, shooting out in all directions.
The young nuns were hit by the air current and were all pushed away, screaming.
Jinghui didn't move, because she knew Fang Yan would protect her, just like he did just now.
Just as she was thinking this, she watched Fang Yan hug Fenghuang and throw herself towards the lotus pond.
"My Guanyin Bodhisattva------" Jinghui hurriedly asked for help from her other great supporter. (To be continued)