2787: C2787 All Living Things Are Bitter and Poor Monks Come and Go

C2787 All Living Things Are Bitter and Poor Monks Come and Go

All living things suffer, the Destitute Monk has come to cross over

"Suffering! We pay our respects to this general!"

The old monk was dressed in a red and gold monastic robe, with both of his hands clasped together.

"Zi Long greets the master."

Zhao Yun's gaze became serious, with a tinge of fear in his eyes.

In his perception, this old monk was extremely terrifying.

He just stood there quietly, and a scary vigor was spreading in the whole world. It was so strong that it could cover the whole world.

As far as the sky!

It was as heavy as the ground!

It was like a great Buddha sitting in the air, exuding a boundless domineering aura, and also an endless sense of compassion.

Within his body, he could feel an endless amount of power.

It was unbelievably strong!

"May I know what the master is thinking?"

Zhao Yun held onto his bright silver spear, his gaze like a blade.

What came was not good, what came was not good!

At this moment, the old monk suddenly appeared, obviously harboring malicious intentions.

"I can't say for sure, but the Destitute Monk can't bear for the general to kill again, so he came here to advise the general."

The God of Suffering chanted the Buddhist prayer in a low voice, showing mercy in his eyes.

"No killing?"

Zhao Yun frowned.

"Buddha says that life is bitter, and the people of the world sink into depravity in the mortal world. The suffering of the mortal world consists of displeasure, murder, anger and resentment.

Among them, killing is the most bitter of the four, and it is the most miserable thing in the world. "

"In order to protect the might of the emperor, the general was infuriated. The Destitute Monk understands.

However, it was too late.

Reverend Dongyang has been severely injured by the general and has been severely punished. He has also given in.

"Amitabha!"

The Hierarch Suffering clasped his hands together with a sorrowful expression on his face.

"Furthermore, it seems our Doyen is fated to be related to the Buddha. For the sake of our little Spirit Mountain Temple, General, please let Doyen go."

Honorable Qu Sha lifted his hand and crushed the aura enveloping the Eastern Sun Honored Warrior.

"Thank you, Reverend Misery Blossom!"

Dongyang Zun-zhe was overjoyed, and quickly thanked the suffering Honored Warrior.1

He was saved!

He wasn't very clear about the identity of the Venerable One.

However, the great name of the little Spirit Mountain Temple resounded in his ears like thunder. This was a region of Taoism, a true holy land for the martial way.

Even in the entire All Heavens and Realms, it was an extremely imposing and awe-inspiring force, a force that stood at the very peak of the world!

Whenever a disciple walked out, he would be revered wherever he went.

With the Hierarch Suffering speaking to protect him, Zhao Yun could not help but give him face.

How could Zhao Yun not give face to many quasi beast emperors, but he had to give face to Honorable Qu Ling, because these were disciples of the Taoism!

Therefore, he was able to escape this tribulation. He didn't have to die, nor did he have to abolish the cultivation base that he had accumulated through countless years of hard training.

"Good!"

Reverend Misery nodded.

The Eastern Sun Venerable One's talent was not weak, he had already been in the Quasi-Monarch Stage for tens of thousands of years, and was close to the Quasi-Monarch Extreme Stage.

With a little nurturing, he would be able to add another Emperor to the temple.

"Let him go?"

Seeing that, Zhao Yun's eyes darkened: Sir, are you joking?

Or could it be that the Venerable One wishes to fight against this general? "

While speaking, Zhao Yun suddenly took a step forward, his black hair flying, his martial robe fluttering in the wind behind him.

Above the dome of heaven, the flame phoenix gave out a piercing cry and streams of divine fire fell down.

"The mortal world is bitter, and those who are fated with us, the Destitute Monk, will have to face it.

If the general were to insist on stopping us, although the Destitute Monk is unwilling to use force, but he can still use buddhist methods to protect our sect and receive your guidance. "

The sorrowful expression on the face of Venerable One became even more pronounced.

"Amitabha!"

A Buddhist name.

Venerable Assassin's body moved slightly as his blood and Qi, which were like mountains and seas, began to vibrate, shaking the void.

"Buzz!"

Within the void.

A great buddha appeared and sat down. It blossomed with dazzling golden splendor that illuminated the vast sky.

A great battle was about to begin!

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