Chapter 3915 Shelter for a Hundred Years
The white-browed monk paused for a moment, then put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, he is already dead." The old monk lowered his eyebrows with a hint of sadness on his face, and said, "He lost his mind for a while and stole the magic weapon of this sect. After that, he was killed by those who ordered him."
Feng Jiu was silent and did not speak. It can be seen that although this disciple of the Zen Saint Buddha stole the sacred relics of their sect and disappointed him, but when it comes to his death, he still has a sad expression on his face. It can be seen that he has deep feelings for his disciple. Emotional.
"Second thing."
The monk with white eyebrows paused for a moment, looked at Feng Jiu, and said, "The donor is Feng Xing, and he is also the master of heaven and earth. Being able to come to my Wanfomen is also related to my Wanfomen. The second thing, Lao Nan hopes, the donor Can protect my Wanfomen for a hundred years, if within a hundred years, when my Wanfomen suffers a catastrophe of extinction, I also ask the benefactor to slow down and recite the grace of presenting the golden lotus to each other today.”
The monk in the temple was shocked when he heard this, and involuntarily looked at the Holy One Zen Buddha, shocked and puzzled in his heart. Why did the Holy Buddha ask her about this? Could it be that they will have a catastrophe within a hundred years of the Ten Thousand Buddhas?
And, Feng Xing? Lord of heaven and earth? Is this the female donor named Feng Jiu? If there is really a catastrophe in their Ten Thousand Buddhas, can she really let their Ten Thousand Buddhas avoid this catastrophe?
For a time, several monks looked at Feng Jiu with complicated eyes, and none of them said anything, just thinking in their hearts.
And Feng Jiu, who heard this, was also slightly surprised.
A catastrophe? She looked at the Zen holy Buddha, saw his solemn expression, and immediately said: "Holy Buddha, don't worry, I Feng Jiu agrees to this matter. As long as Wanfomen needs my help in the future, I will not refuse."
She said, paused, and thought about looking at the big Buddha in the temple, and said, "I have inherited the grace of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect today, and since there is a time to repay the kindness, today, I will leave a trace of the gods behind. Thinking here, if there is such a day, I will do my best to help.”
While speaking, she condensed a spiritual thought and bounced up, falling into the holy realm of the Buddha's eyes. In the future, if there is a catastrophe in this Ten Thousand Buddhas, even if they don't need to tell her, the Buddha's body moves, and the ray of spiritual thought left here will let her know.
"Amitabha, thank you, Lord."
The monk Baimei murmured softly and said, "This trip is full of misfortunes, so please let Yijie go with the donor. On the way, he will tell the donor what he needs to know."
Hearing this, Feng Jiu couldn't help but look at the monk standing beside the white-browed monk, and smiled, "Let Master Yijie accompany me? Isn't that good?"
He is a monk, she is a woman, if she goes with her, she doesn't care, she is afraid of ruining the reputation of the great monk and others! Moreover, this great monk is still at the level of the master and uncle in Wanfomen, so let him run around with her?
Thinking of this, Feng Jiu laughed.
Unexpectedly, the monk with white eyebrows looked at Feng Jiu with a solemn expression: "Donor, this trip is dangerous, and you will have a bloody disaster in this trip, so you have to guard against it."
Hearing this, the smile on Feng Jiu's lips stopped, she looked at the monk with white eyebrows, and said, "Is there a bloody disaster on my trip?"
She was still thinking, since the golden lotus here has already been obtained, if she wants to leave after returning, she can let Mo Ze and the two children walk with them. .