The big host returned to the front hall, he sat on the futon, his hands on the dantian, the Buddha power on his body rippled all over the hall, and then gradually recovered, not long after a while, the breath on the body of the big host became more and more unfathomable.

The bell still echoed in the Dayin Temple, and an Arhat who had fled for his life from Kunlun Mountain hurriedly walked into the front hall, facing the big host with his eyes closed, and knelt down, buried his head on the floor, without saying a word, and his body trembled slightly.

The chief host slowly opened his eyes and glanced at the prostrate Arhat, "Huizhen, my Dayin Temple has all folded in Kunlun Mountain this time except for you?"

"Yes...... Yes, the big host. Rohan didn't dare to look up.

The big host had a smile on his face, his hands were like flowers, the Buddha beads turned slightly, and his eyebrows were charitable, "Get up, tell me what happened." ”

Huizhen Arhat plucked up his courage, and when he saw the smiling face of the big host, his panic seemed to ease a lot, and he immediately told him carefully what happened in Kunlun Mountain.

From beginning to end, the chief host sat cross-legged motionless, unable to see any emotional changes, and his smile remained unchanged until Luohan Huizhen mentioned the three great Venerables, and the eight great Vajra Qi were cut off by Chen Fan with a sword, and the Buddha beads he twisted stopped, "Amitabha, good, good." ”

Luo Han Huizhen showed anger like a flattering look, clenched his fists and said: "Great host, you must be the master for us, the face of Dayin Temple must not be lost, Chen Fan is a remnant of the Xuanmen, and he should be killed as soon as possible." ”

"Shall we wait?" the host smiled like Maitreya Buddha, "Nature, nature, the three venerables are the eyes and ears of my Dayin Temple, the four great kings, are the propagators of Buddhism in our temple, the eight great Vajras, each guarding its door, and now they have ascended to Bliss, but I am afraid that the road will be lonely." ”

"The big host?"

Luo Han Huizhen looked confused, but she vaguely felt that something was not good.

"Come, come, come. ”

The host beckoned to the arhat.

Luo Han Hui walked over with a real smile.

"Sit down and look at this Buddha, what we are cultivating. The host got up, put his hand on Hui Zhen's shoulder, and let him sit on the futon he was sitting on, "Xiu...... It's a Buddha......"

Luohan Huizhen's body was flooded with bursts of golden light, golden light, from his feet upwards, little by little, forming a gilded golden liquid, Huizhen's body trembled, his mouth opened, and he tried his best to say something, but in just a few breaths, he had already turned into a golden-bodied Arhat, no breathing.

The chief host picked up the golden-bodied Arhat, came to the Soul Lantern Hall in one breath, placed the Arhat in front of the extinguished lamp, poured the oil in the lamp on the golden-bodied Arhat's body, and then solemnly burned three great red incense sticks and inserted them in the furnace.

"The Three Venerables, the Four Great Ming Kings, the Eight Great King Kongs, and the fifteen people, I, Dayin Temple, have I ever suffered such a blow. The presiding officer twisted the Buddha beads and retreated, reciting the scriptures, and there were bursts of Buddha light on his body, and in the Buddha light, there was a faint mixture of murderous aura, and the candle flame on the table in the hall was blowing swaying.

At this time, a white-clothed monk walked in from the outside, under the candlelight, the white-clothed monk had a clear outline, about thirty years old, like the living Buddha who came out of the picture scroll, a pair of dusty shoes were spotless, there was no ring scar on the top of the head, the hair on the head was a few millimeters, he held a string of red Bodhi Buddha beads in his hand, and walked into the hall without hurrying.

This person is the right protector of one of the two protectors of the Great Sound Temple, the immeasurable Garuda.

The immeasurable Garuda stood on the right side of the great abbot, and added a stick of incense to the furnace at random, and at this time, the great presiding officer had just finished reciting the Sutra of the Past Lives.

The chief presiding officer straightened the somewhat crooked incense in the case furnace, turned around and said: "Senior brother, you are here just right, you have been in charge of the inner temple for many years, and fifteen positions have been vacant at once, so let's confirm the list as soon as possible." ”

The white-clothed monk handed the chief host a note, on which there were sixteen people's names, one of whom was named, circled, with the word Arhat written, the white-clothed monk walked to the golden-bodied Arhat under the soul lamp case, reached out and stroked the golden-bodied Arhat's smooth head, looked at the frightened face of the golden-bodied Arhat with interest, and took a little beeswax with the other hand and dipped it in his fingertips, shaping the Arhat little by little.

At this moment, he is more like a master of the art of carving.

The chief presiding officer carefully looked at the names on the list, put them in his sleeves, and said: "It's so decided, let them bless the three sevens and four seven in the Heavenly Pagoda, and then return to their respective positions, right protector, among these people, many of them are your closed disciples, right?

The white-clothed monk made the golden Arhat more and more vivid, he wiped his fingers stained with beeswax with a clean handkerchief, and his eyes were still immersed in the atmosphere of appreciating the artwork, "Senior brother, rest assured, these people I chose are the most loyal worshippers who guard Rulai's side, although the qualifications are a little shallow, but the combat effectiveness is not weak at all, if the left protector has an opinion, he will only come to me." ”

The chief presiding officer seemed to trust the white-clothed monk very much, he no longer asked about the personnel, but changed his words, "The matter of Kunlun Mountain, the junior brother already knows about it, what do you think of this matter?"

The white-clothed monk withdrew his gaze, staring at the towering Heavenly Pagoda outside the hall with a pair of eyes, the whole person seemed to be surrounded by spiritual light, and he said a word lightly: "Kill." ”

The kind face of the great host disappeared, and he also stared at the Heavenly Pagoda opposite, nodded and said, "This matter is annoying to the junior brother." ”

The white-clothed monk smiled inexplicably, and his candlelit face looked a little weird at this time, "Senior brother, I can't do it alone." ”

"What? Do you even think you can't defeat Chen Fan's son? In my opinion, this person's luck occupies a large part of the matter of Xuefeng, you are already a person who has stepped into the realm of Yuanying in half a step, how can you not deal with a junior?" The big host showed a little irritation on his face, "If you can be captured alive, you should try to catch it alive, if you are about to wake up, he is very dissatisfied with the boy we chose." ”

The white-clothed monk shook his head, "Senior brother, you misunderstood, I said killing...... Not only Chen Fan's son, but also the people who were on the Snow Peak that day couldn't be alive, when I came, I had already asked Zuo Protector to rob and kill the people of the Nangong family, if it went well, I would have succeeded at this time. ”

The eldest host's hand holding the Buddha beads shook, "Senior brother, what do you want...... If the news of this leaks out, what if it happens?"

"Senior brother, the Nangong family has long had bad intentions, and most of the Nangong family has lost half of it this time, and many things can be re-planned. The white-clothed monk sighed, "There are many monks in Dayin Temple and little porridge, and the Nangong family is very rich......"

"Are you a mud bodhisattva when Nangong Tai'a?" the host closed his eyes slightly, "She's not easy to deal with." ”

The white-clothed monk smiled and said, "As far as I know, Nangong Tai'a was secretly injured in the fight with Luo Badao in Xuefeng this time, and she is on her way to Dayin Temple, senior brother...... This is an opportunity. ”

"Well, I'll take it myself. The chief host waved his hand and walked out of the hall, "By the way, let the Buddha girl hurry up and find a suitable incense girl." ”

"Senior brother, rest assured...... The Buddha Maiden is near the Xuanmen Ruins of Daxue Mountain at this time, and the candidate for the incense girl has been decided...... It's the daughter of Fairy Chu......"