Chapter 1730 Some Things Are Always Necessary

The azure blue sky is scattered with broken clouds, the golden sun hangs high in the sky, the warm sunlight illuminates the vast land, the trees fall, the rocks are cracked, and dark brown soil and stones are exposed.

The collapsed mountains blocked the river, and the turbid river flowed freely, which was full of sand, gravel and broken branches and leaves, and it was vaguely seen that animal carcasses were floating and sinking in it.

Buddha Shadow's second attack did not play any role. Although the first attack was blocked by the priests, saintess and others in the stockade, the aftermath of the attack still had a great impact on the surrounding environment.

Fortunately, the recovery ability of the Southern Border Forest is very strong, and it will not be long before it will return to its original beauty.

The figure of the Lord Buddha has disappeared.

The scales on the surface of Bai's body gradually disappeared, his eyes returned to normal, and his fangs disappeared. He fell to the ground and hugged the girl from the butterfly's back distressedly: "Yun, are you alright?"

The girl called Yun sighed helplessly: "It's okay, and let me down, I can go by myself."

The priest and the others did not speak, and were still thinking about the scene just now. The words were deeply engraved in their minds, and the words seemed to still echo in their ears.

The matter has been resolved, start to appease the villagers and prepare for post-disaster reconstruction.

A few minutes later, the high priest and others arrived and were shocked to see the scene around the stockade, but there was no blood in the air, and busy villagers could be seen everywhere, which made them a little relieved.

The high priest was an elderly man, older than the priest of Cangxi Ancient Village. He held a jade staff in his hand and looked old, but there was no cloudiness in his eyes.

"...So, it was the master who settled the matter in the end?" The high priest seemed a little surprised by the information he heard.

"Yes." The black-robed priest thought for a while and added, "Buddhism doesn't seem to be as we imagined."

"It's nature." The high priest seemed to think of something and sighed, "Just like our stockades, although we have the same root in name, but our thoughts are very different."

The black-robed priest simply told what happened.

The process is very simple. The four monks want to forcibly transform the holy beasts in the stockade into mountain-protecting spirit beasts. They do not have much words to do it directly, and finally the Buddha will come forward to solve the problem.

What the High Priest was most concerned about was the strength of the Buddha Lord.

Just standing there without moving, sighing and directly destroying the four figures in the air, how strong is this? Elementary Venerable? Intermediate, high-level, or the pinnacle of the Venerable?

According to the information they know, there are few Venerable Peaks in the entire Tianlan Continent.

The high priest sighed deeply, with a helpless expression on his face. I don't know if this kind of great god came to the southern border for good or bad. Anyway, it should be good for now.

To find the Buddha in your heart.

This is the true Buddhist who is devoted to Buddhahood. Those bald heads who use grand-sounding slogans and actually do everything for profit are not comparable at all.

"By the way, where is that master now?" the high priest suddenly asked.

"Uh..." The black-robed priest was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to answer.

"I planted rice in the field." The saint said that she was backlashed when she blocked the attack of the Buddha's shadow just now, and she couldn't move vigorously for a short time, so she stayed here.

There is no so-called class division in the ancient houses in the southern border. Priests, saints and the like are just identities, and there is not much difference between them and the villagers on weekdays.

It also needs to work in the field, and also needs to work to make money. The folk customs are very simple, and it is relatively special only when certain important decisions are made.

The aftermath of the previous Buddha's attack had a big impact on the terraced fields, the ridges were broken, the clear water flowed down, and the swimming fish jumped and jumped in the mud.

Bai held the cuffs of his trousers and constantly repaired the terraced fields. Occasionally, he secretly threw a fish into his mouth and swallowed it without chewing it.

The left arm hangs by his side, and he rarely moves. He looks down occasionally. The shoulders are covered with fine white scales, and you can vaguely see the blood oozing out.

Grinning his teeth secretly, he gained a new understanding of the shameless degree of those bald heads.

The giant palm at the beginning seemed to be a test, but it was actually mixed with attacks aimed at her. Fortunately, her physique was strong and she was not seriously injured.

After repairing the last damage of the nearby terrace, he breathed a sigh of relief, looked around and ate a fish secretly, and then slowly walked towards the Buddha Lord not far away.

The seedlings fell down a lot, and the Lord Buddha was busy re-righting the seedlings.

"Master... Monk." Sitting by the canal, his calf submerged in the cold water, "Why did you shoot?"

"I wanted to make a move, I made a move." The Lord Buddha replied casually, and continued to work. After a long silence, he spoke again, "I am very disappointed."

Even though I've seen enough, I can't help but feel disappointed.

Bai kicked the water splashes and felt the feeling of the water flowing across the skin: "This is also impossible, monk, but not everyone thinks the same as you."

I remember what she seemed to say.

"Yes." Lord Buddha nodded, his eyes fell on the seedlings rooted in the muddy water, "I can't change the world, the human heart is like this."

This was what he thought in the past, and now he understands a little bit why the younger brother insisted on it.

"It can't be changed." Bai nodded, picked a berry from the side and threw it into his mouth, "But when the strength is strong to a certain extent, maybe it can really be done."

Powerful to a certain extent...

Lord Buddha's movements stopped, and a familiar figure appeared in his mind. He seemed to be able to forcibly achieve this.

an ideal wish.

But after the realization? I am afraid that it will not be long before it will return to its original state, and it is impossible to achieve it completely.

There is a need to do something even if you know the end result is impossible.

Not being able to do it is one thing, and not doing it is another.

Lord Buddha looked back at Bai: "You are injured."

"Yeah." Bai nodded, touched the scales on his shoulders, his beautiful eyebrows wrinkled, "Shameless, despicable, greedy human beings!"

Full of resentment.

I feel that those people are sick in their minds, they will do everything for their own benefit, but they are called to the door without doing anything. It's really abominable!

He is still under the slogan of being a guardian of the mountain and becoming a real beast as soon as possible.

Lord Buddha didn't pay attention to Bai's words, he took out two bottles of Coke from the space ring, and threw one of them towards Bai.

"What is this?" Bai took it and looked at it curiously. The transparent bottle had a brown liquid inside, which looked like some kind of medicinal liquid. "Healing?"

"It's a drink." Lord Buddha opened the bottle cap and directly drank half of the bottle. The cold cola dispelled the heat, and he felt refreshed immediately.

"Drinks?" He muttered in a low voice, following the example of Lord Buddha to unscrew it, and the movement of the gas gushing out caused him to be in a hurry for a while.

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