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Chapter 110 The Three Inheritances of Shaochan Temple(2/2)

Outside the Sutra Pavilion at this moment, there was also a war of fire, but under Lu Tingzhou's quick search, he really found the trace of the monk Dousheng.

But such a master of Shaochen Temple was not fighting with others at this moment, but letting others fight outside. He himself sat cross-legged in a small Zen room next to the Sutra Pavilion, took out the same scriptures and treasures in his arms, and distributed them to the three monks:

"When my Shaochan Temple has experienced this great disaster, even though the fellows in the temple do not lack the desire to resist to the death, the military strength of the Da Yong court is so strong that the result of our temple's destruction cannot be changed."

"Like empty, like ability, like purity, you three are with me for the longest time and have the most insightfulness."

"Rujing is the "Vajra Bodhi Power", "Bayye Zen Sutra", "Mahara Bodhi Sutra", and the Vajra Buddha Pestle in the Main Hall, I will give it to you."

Lu Tingzhou had already arrived in this small house. Looking at the monk Dousheng, who was so famous in Shaochan Temple, handed over the three scriptures to the first little monk in front of him.

In an instant.

Lu Tingzhou wanted to get close to the little monk's scriptures, use his soul to enter the book, and watch the contents of the scriptures, but...

He just pounced down.

The monk Dousheng below raised his eyebrows, raised his head as if he was conscious, and then spoke with compassion:

"It's only half a day, my Buddha's holy land is full of unjust souls, like hell! Amitabha!"

He just felt the breath of the ghost.

This is when the five orifices are perfected, you will have a powerful sense of the ghost. When you hear the six orifices level, you will open the Yin Gate of the Yangguan of the human body, and you will see the ghost directly at that time...

Before, Shaochan Temple also had some things to go out to save evil spirits, but they only had feelings and were invisible to the naked eye. After all, the body and soul are two completely different existences. The soul cannot see or touch it, unless the spirit of the realm reaches the point where "yin and yang" can be understood.

But that was the sixth orifice and the seventh orifice level of Lu Zu.

"What a strong blood, like a stove!"

Lu Tingzhou just rushed down and was burned when he was distracted:

"Is this the masculinity of the body of the Martial Saint with a five-ord level?"

Fortunately, at this moment, there are dead people everywhere in Shaochan Temple. After death, the ghosts of the wronged souls are full of resentment, which makes Monk Dousheng never think that this ghost is a person with "free will" and unrestrained!

He continued to distribute the scriptures in his hand to the second little monk:

"If you can, this is the 'Medicine King Cauldron' of Medicine King's Hall, it is the treasure of my Shaochan Temple. It was refined by a corpse of an "Iron Pixiu" that Master Luo Shi accidentally obtained in a deserted hill. It seems to be the size of a palm, but it can hide everything the size of a room in it. It contains all the elixirs refined by my Shaochan Temple over the years, as well as the "Medicine King's Glazed Sutra", which will be handed over to you for custody."

Lu Tingzhou watched Monk Dousheng continue to explain.

He is no longer in a hurry.

In front of Monk Dousheng, he could not get close to the four people at all. However, he looked at the three little monks in front of him. They were not even sixteen or seventeen years old, and only one was at the level of enlightenment, which was the one named Rukong.

The other two are just the internal strength of warriors.

So Lu Tingzhou was not in a hurry. When the battle won, he was about to let these three little monks continue the incense for Shaochan Temple. He would just follow him then.

Dousheng looked at the last little monk who looked the most like him, touched his head and said:

"Rukong, I am the first to the Demon Subduing Palace. I practice the "Eternal Martial Arts and Zen Sutra" and the "Fighting Sutra". You have the highest talent. I will give these two sutras to you."

Lu Tingzhou watched Dou Sheng hand over the three inheritances to the three little monks, and then silently:

"It's a pity that time is too late, so I can only take out the inheritances in the three treasure halls and give them to you. These three inheritances represent the "Buddhism", "Martial Arts" and "Pharmology" of My Shaochan Temple. As long as you inherit it, it will not be a problem to revive My Shaochan Temple in the future."

The three little monks were already tearful and kept kowtowing to the monk Dousheng in front of him on the ground.

Monk Dousheng also had tears in his eyes and said:

"I won't say anything anymore. I'll open the tunnel for you now. There are several forks in the tunnel, leading to different directions. To ensure safety, you three will choose different roads after entering."

"When you escape from the Shaoshi Mountain Realm, you will contact each other in the future. With the elixir of the Medicine King Ding that you can keep, you can guarantee that you will not finish the elixir within ten years and successfully enter the realm of the four orifices. Then... I will revive my Buddha again."

After saying that.

Monk Dousheng stopped talking and slapped the ground where the four people were sitting cross-legged, and a hole appeared in front of him.

The three little monks were still crying and reluctant to leave.

However, Monk Dousheng was cruelly raised one by one and threw it into the tunnel.

"Master Dousheng, come with us!"

"Go away!"

However, before the three little monks finished speaking, Monk Dousheng had already pushed his majestic palm, and the strong wind rolled into the tunnel, sending the three little monks into the tunnel three or five feet away.

Then.

boom!

He slapped the ground with his palm, and the strength reached all directions, directly shaking the ordinary Zen house, causing the beams, woods, walls, and stones to collapse, covering himself and the hole.

An ordinary house collapsed, and outside the Sutra Pavilion where the flames were almost turned upside down, with flames everywhere, was rumbling to the war, and it was not noticeable at all.

Hurry~~

Monk Dousheng stood up from the ruins of the house, without any dust on his body, looking at the Da Yong Shen Captain and the first senior brother Wudi, who was fighting in the Sutra Pavilion.

He suddenly rose up, like a fighting holy Buddha, and directly rushed towards the divine captain Tie Kun who besieged the Sutra Library, and the 81 Qi training men from the Censorate!

Boom!

Tie Kun ranks one of the top ten masters and is a master with four orifices. He is the top level in the world. But at this moment, a sudden fist that penetrates the sky suddenly reaches his back.

puff!

The god captain Tie Kun saw a golden arm that shining brightly through his chest. The next moment, the aura of the master of this arm was shaking.

Boom!

Tie Kun, the master of the Four Orifices, exploded into the Sutra Pavilion, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

The eighty-one Qi training men in the Sutra Pavilion were fading:

"Monkey Dousheng!"

How could he be here in the Sutra Pavilion?

Shouldn’t this monk protect the most important Grand Palace?

...

Perhaps only Lu Tingzhou could understand why this monk Dousheng could go with the three Xiaoheshan, but he still stayed in Shaochan Temple.

On the one hand, it was because he might want to die in this war of protecting the Dharma, and on the other hand...

Only when he stays here will Da Yong not notice it at the first time that three little monks took away the three important inheritances of Shaochan Temple.

But Monk Dousheng didn't know, Da Yong didn't know, but there was a person who had now entered the tunnel...

Lu Tingzhou.
Chapter completed!
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