Volume 1 Chapter 168 Wuwang

Chapter 168 Wuwang

His strength was amazing, and the generals on the city did not dare to offend him. They ordered the soldiers to do as Zhang Pa said. This continued for two hours, and nearly a thousand people finally entered Niangzi Pass safely. The monk saluted Zhang Pa for the third time: "Donor, you are so kind. I would like to ask for your name."

"It doesn't matter what you call it. Why don't you fight back when you have superb skills?" Zhang Pa thought randomly. The Buddhist monk not only had a strange name, but also a strange way of doing things.

The monk Wuwang stopped and stood up to leave. At this time, a man flew over from a distance. He had a handsome face, wore a linen monk's robe, and shaved his head. When he saw Wuwang, he landed and said, "Master, Brother Kudu said that there was not enough food. Please find some and take it back."

Wuwang frowned when he heard this. Because of the war, he took in more than 3,000 people. Those who were sick could use Buddhist magic to cure diseases, but the people were displaced and lacked food and clothing. They couldn't just eat and drink. He sent nearly a thousand people back, but there were still more than 2,000 people in the temple.

The Buddhists never touch money, and they don't even have money to buy food. Wuwang looked at Zhang Pa with an embarrassed expression: "You are a kind-hearted person. I wonder if you can do another good deed?"

When the monk Qingxiu flew over, Zhang Pa's soul scanned him and felt very strange. A cultivator at the initial stage of the Jindan period? Why didn't this monk practice Buddhist exercises? Hearing Wuwang talking, he smiled and said, "But do you need food?" Wuwang said, "Yes." Zhang Pa was about to take out the storage bag, but suddenly remembered that his uncle said that the Buddhists were very powerful and he should have a good relationship with them. He smiled and said, "I just happened to have some food with me. Master, please lead the way."

Wuwang was overjoyed and said repeatedly, "You are a really kind-hearted person." He was a little worried and asked again, "Do you have so much food for more than 2,000 people?" Zhang Pa said, "Yes."

Saving people is important. The great monk Wuwang casually moved and summoned the monk Qingxiu, Zhang Pa, and Zhang Tianfang into a ball of air, and also merged himself into it. The air ball flew suddenly, stopped after a moment, and dissipated. The scene in front of him was very different. Leaving the military camp in the loess battlefield, we entered a lush forest. There was a flat land in the forest, with more than a dozen earthen houses and several acres of vegetable fields.

Wuwang said, "This is Han Temple." Zhang Pa thought the monk was being modest, so he asked, "What is the name of the temple?" "Han Temple," said Qingxiu monk.

"What temple?" Zhang Pa asked again, worried that he had misunderstood.

"The name of the temple is Han Temple." Wuwang replied again without fear of trouble.

These monks are too lazy. Not only did they build the temple in a mess, but they also didn't name the temple well. Zhang Pa asked, "Where is the food?" "Please follow me into the temple." Wuwang led the way.

There were more than a dozen earthen houses, and there was not even a temple gate, let alone a horizontal plaque on the lintel. You would never guess that this was a temple. Thinking of Ganliang Temple in Yue State, it seemed that the places where Buddhists lived were like this. Zhang Pa followed Zhang Tianfang, and Qingxiu monk walked at the end.

Zhang Tianfang whispered, "The old monk is quite powerful. What was that move just now called?" Wuwang, a Buddhist monk with a keen sense, said softly, "It's nothing."

"It's nothing?" Zhang Tianfang didn't believe it. Wuwang smiled and stopped explaining. In the minds of Buddhists, all skills, no matter how deep or shallow, are small skills. Only those who are dedicated to doing good and saving the world and ascending to the great treasure are real knowledge and real profound skills. Zhang Pa secretly said that Buddhists should not be underestimated.

More than a dozen houses were built together, and only the two houses facing the road were separated by three meters to form a courtyard gate. The four walked a few steps to the earth house. A wrinkled and skinny old monk stood at the door. He bowed to Wuwang and said, "Master is back." He bowed to Zhang Pa and Zhang Tianpa and said, "Hello, two donors."

The temple has no door, and you can clearly see many people lying in the courtyard, about hundreds of people. There were a few monks in plain clothes in the middle who took pulses and checked injuries one by one. Wuwang frowned and asked, "Where are the others?"

The skinny old monk replied, "The donors couldn't stand the hunger and went into the mountains to find food." Wuwang sighed lightly and put his hands together to Zhang Pa, saying, "Please give me some alms."

Most of the people at the temple gate were weak and miserable. Zhang Pa felt bad for him, so he condensed water into the Life Pill and sprinkled it with sweet rain. When the people were in better spirits, he took out the food for the monks to distribute.

Wuwang thanked him repeatedly, and Zhang Pa simply did his best to be a good person. He took out all the ordinary food and fruits he had stored before, and clapped his hands, "Is this enough?" Wuwang praised, "You are a really kind person."

Zhang Pa asked him, "When will you send them into the pass?" Wuwang said, "Tomorrow, I hope there will be no war tomorrow." It was very troublesome to escort the people into the pass. His air group magic could not carry ordinary people, and there was a limit on the number of people; using the golden Buddha to protect the people to walk together, the speed of travel was slow, and he had to take care of everyone, which was the most troublesome.

Zhang Pa said, "My two brothers will accompany the master tomorrow."

After hearing this, Zhang Tianfang muttered, "Why should you make decisions for me?" However, when he heard Zhang Pa mention the two brothers, his mind suddenly trembled and he was a little excited.

Wuwang was very polite. He clasped his hands together again to express his gratitude. Zhang Pa waved his hand and said, "It's nothing."

The rooms in the temple were full of old people and children. The monks had to meditate in the courtyard. Zhang Pa and Zhang Tianfang had to find a piece of grass in the wild to rest. Seeing the sun setting in the west and ushering in the night, the people who went into the mountains to find food came back one after another. Not long after these people entered the courtyard, they actually started to make noise. The louder the noise, the longer it refused to stop.

Zhang Pa frowned: "Go and see."

The two returned to the temple and saw Wuwang Buddhist, the skinny old monk, the handsome monk and six other monks standing in a row, frowning and blocking the more than a thousand people in front of them. Behind them were piles of food. It was obvious that someone was stealing food.

The poor Buddhist had extraordinary powers, but he was left helpless by ordinary people.

Buddhism is boundless. Wuwang formed a barrier in front of him to protect the monks and food. He patiently persuaded them: "These food are all yours. Everyone line up to get food. I will escort everyone to the pass tomorrow." But some people did not listen and just stared at the food.

Zhang Tianfang saw this and cursed: "You saved some ungrateful wolves." He released two big black tigers. The tigers landed and roared, shocking more than 2,000 people. Seeing the two ferocious tigers, everyone stopped fighting for food and became panic-stricken. The screams and noises were about to resound through the sky. The temple was too small and there were too many people. Some people were squeezed down in the panic when they screamed and ran away. Then someone trampled on them. In a moment, many people were injured.

Zhang was afraid and said: "Aren't you causing trouble?" He shouted: "Stop right there!" The sound drowned out the tiger's roar just now. He shouted and suppressed the shouts of 2,000 people. The sound was as loud as a thunder in the ears. All the people were shocked and stood there.

Zhang Pa continued to shout, "Stand still! Line up! Feed the disobedient to the tigers!" The two giant tigers responded to his words and roared fiercely again. The timid ones in the crowd were so scared that they trembled all over, while the brave ones cursed, "There are only two big dogs. There are so many of us. Kill them and eat their meat."