Chapter 1,167 The Old Monk with Downturned Eyebrows

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However, Feng Feifei, who was held back by Jiang Bai at this time, had no time to be surprised. Instead, she poked Jiang Bai's back with her finger from behind.

This made Jiang Bai stunned for a moment, then he turned around and looked around, his expression suddenly changed.

On top of this golden dome, there is a huge temple with a plaque saying "Da Leiyin Temple" written on it.

The tens of feet high palace occupies an extremely vast area, and in front of this palace is a huge platform, covering an area of ​​tens of thousands of square meters. On the platform, there are golden bodies arranged in order, and they all look like they are fleshly bodies. A rotten master.

There was no interest rate rise, and all of them were sitting there with kind-hearted eyes closed, wearing cassocks and holding alms bowls, looking lifelike.

In sharp contrast to them, not far behind Jiang Bai and the others, hundreds of monks were sitting upright, chanting sutras continuously. In the distance, ordinary people with yellow faces and skinny muscles were vaguely visible, looking at them timidly.

Among them, the most eye-catching one is a monk with long eyebrows, his eyebrows are white and hang down on his shoulders.

Holding a large string of Buddhist beads, he sits in the center.

After Jiang Bai and the others entered the golden light, Zhu Yan retreated. Everyone present opened their eyes, stopped chanting, and looked at Jiang Bai and Feng Feifei in front of them with hope. Excited and trembling light flashed in their eyes. .

"But...but...Buddha is back?"

The monks present stood up. Among them, the old monk with downturned eyebrows looked at Jiang Bai tremblingly in front of him and asked in disbelief, his voice trembling a little.

This is extremely uncommon among such accomplished monks.

It seems that for such eminent monks, the most important thing is inner cultivation. Gujing Bubo's state of mind is difficult to be disturbed, and he has the aura of not changing his face despite the collapse of Mount Tai.

But now seeing Jiang Bai, he is so excited, it can be seen. . This so-called "Buddha's Son" is extremely important and occupies an unshakable position in his heart.

"Uh..." This question embarrassed Jiang Bai. Looking at the old monk with a frown in front of him, Jiang Bai was speechless for a moment.

He walked in by lying, and his so-called Buddhist identity was half-truth and half-false. He really didn't know how to deal with it.

He nodded after a while.

Extremely reluctant.

But this extremely reluctant nod immediately made the surrounding monks smile with joy, and cheers came from the Great Leiyin Temple.

Deafening.

"Did Buddha bring that thing back?" the old monk asked again.

People around him looked at Jiang Bai with hopeful eyes. Their eyes were burning, as if they were like rays of light on their backs, which made Jiang Bai extremely uncomfortable.

The corner of his mouth twitched, but he didn't say a word, letting the cheers around him fall down. They looked at each other, no one said a word, and the surroundings fell into a strange silence.

The old monk with downturned eyebrows seemed to have noticed something was wrong, and he bowed his head to Jiang Bai: "Buddha, can you talk to me in the back hall?"

Jiang Bai naturally nodded in agreement, let go of Feng Feifei, and took back the fairy binding rope. Of course, he temporarily confiscated the other party's golden dragon scissors and left Feng Feifei here alone, so he was not afraid of her running away.

If she had the guts, she ran out. Zhu Yan, who had just destroyed the mountain with one punch, hadn't gone far yet. I believe he wouldn't mind having a good chat with Feng Feifei, a close disciple of Jin'ao Island Master.

Following the old monk out of the square in front, I found that the Great Leiyin Temple at the back was filled with ordinary human beings, including men and women, old and young, with ragged clothes, yellow faces and skinny muscles, piled up in the main hall.

This originally glorious and sacred hall has become somewhat smoky.

The old monk came with Jiang Bai. They all knelt on the ground devoutly and chanted Buddha. Jiang Bai was quite embarrassed and did not say anything. He just looked at the old monk, as if asking, what is this place in the Buddhist temple? How come there are so many ordinary people in China.

"These are the people of the Buddhist kingdom at the foot of the mountain. A hundred years before the first generation of Buddhists left, a great demon was born and a city was conquered. In the next fifty years, many Buddhist kingdoms under the mountain were conquered one by one. "

"Most of the people were massacred, a small number were captured by demons and became slaves, and a very small number escaped and entered the Great Leiyin Temple."

"There were originally hundreds of thousands of monks, but over the past thousand years, the temples of the Great Leiyin Temple have been attacked one after another. The 100,000 monks in the Leiyin Temple were almost wiped out. Of these civilians, now only Just one or two thousand people."

"It seems that the grain we stored in the space bag has been exhausted. Fortunately, Buddha came. Otherwise, within a year, this place will be destroyed."

The old monk looked at the people around him and said bitterly to Jiang Bai as he walked.

Those who have not cultivated to the Supreme Heaven level cannot completely live without food. In the Great Leiyin Temple, judging from the current situation, only the old monk with a bowed brow can probably do without food, and no one else can do without food.

If there is not much food, it will be difficult to persevere. No wonder these people's eyes will light up when they see themselves.

But think about how wealthy the Great Leiyin Temple is. It has more than one space bag and even storage space, storing an unknown amount of food and grass. Otherwise, it would have been able to last for so long.

It's just that these words made Jiang Bai feel quite guilty. After hearing this, he quickly took out his space ring. There was a lot of food stored in it, not a lot.

But at least there's enough for everyone to have a full meal.

"Let's share these things among everyone. There is not much, and a full meal is enough." Jiang Bai said this, and the people around him were naturally grateful. Then a young monk ran over and presided over the two cubic meters of food. Various foods were distributed to everyone.

"What is so powerful that it can attack the Great Thunder Sound Temple, attack the entire Lingshan Mountain, and force you to this point?"

"There are at least a thousand palaces below, and tens of thousands of masters were slaughtered?" Jiang Bai couldn't help but ask after taking two more steps.

"This...sigh...it's all your own fault. You will not live if you do your own fault. I, the Buddha, will not deceive me." After hearing this, the frowning old monk was stunned for a moment, then sighed with a wry smile and said this One sentence.

The words had guided Jiang Bai to the back of the hall, then pushed open the wall, a secret door appeared, and a vast underground hall appeared in front of Jiang Bai, where supplies should have been stored before.

It can be vaguely seen that this is not the first floor, and wooden boxes for storing supplies are scattered everywhere.

After seeing that there was no one around, the old monk smiled bitterly and said, "Didn't the first-generation Buddha tell you about this?"

After hearing this question, Jiang Bai shook his head blankly, then thought for a moment, and said bitterly: "The Taoism of the Vulture Palace in Daxue Mountain is not prosperous. The first generation founder only left one sentence, the vultures come from the Buddhist country, and they come from the Daxue Mountain." , there’s nothing more to say.”

It was only after consulting a lot of classics that I found out about such a place and came here in a hurry.