Dark destroyer

Daruwang shook his arm, feeling much more relaxed, his mana wandering, and his blood was unimpeded.

Daruwang breathed a sigh of relief and reached out to take out the black bullet from the rune water with silver tweezers to take a closer look.

Although the black bullets were small, they were densely engraved with patterns around them, and Darouwang's eyes showed that they were some spells.

After careful observation, Daruwang said in a deep voice: "I really didn't expect that these people have such a powerful evil cause magic weapon in their hands.

But this evil cause magic weapon is quite strange, not like the ones I have seen, although it has a powerful demonic dark power, but these spell patterns are not what we have seen, I think this evil cause magic weapon is from the West. "

Sang Mu Tso and the abbot of the temple were all sitting around Daruwang, and when Master Hongyuan heard what Daruwang said, he couldn't help but look at the black strange bullet and said, "Since the old man escaped into the empty gate, he has also heard that the demon path is a disaster in the world, but he has never seen the evil cause demon weapon with his own eyes.

I thought those were just groundless, but I didn't want to have such things in the world. It's just that if the evil cause magic weapon appears here, I'm afraid that something bad will happen. "

Daruwang looked at the black bullet again, and with a flip of his wrist, he threw the bullet into the rune water. The bullet sank into the rune water and collided with the bottom of the bowl, making a soft 'ding' sound.

Daruwang looked at the black projectile and sighed deeply, and said a little heavily: "I thought that the Dharma was widely spread, and the demonic power in the world was declining.

Unexpectedly, what he saw and heard when he went out of the mountain this time was very different, and the demon path in the world was deeply rooted, and its power had a tendency to rise sharply.

Even such a domineering evil cause magic weapon has appeared in the world, and I am afraid that there will be a catastrophe in the world. "

Abbot Hongyuan said in a deep voice: "There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south, and although the old man does not have the magic power of the master, I believe that with the compassionate heart of my Buddha, I will be able to survive this catastrophe." "

Daruwang saluted with one palm and said to the host of Hongyuan: "Master, the poor monk and Sang Mucuo still have a whisper, I hope the master will be convenient." "

Hearing this, Abbot Hongyuan stood up and returned the salute, and said softly: "The old man will not disturb the monk's rest. "After that, Abbot Hongyuan pushed the door and went out of the house.

Daruwang said in a deep voice in Tibetan: "If you set up around the monastery immediately, those five people will definitely not give up."

Although I have hidden my whereabouts, it is very likely that they will find us, and we must be prepared not to trouble the monks in this monastery if we are defeated. "

Sang Mucuo nodded, took out a small demon-descending pestle that was only the length of his palm, walked out of the door, and jumped out of the courtyard wall.

Daruwang took out a small box from his rucksack, opened it, carefully placed the projectile in the box with silver tweezers, and sealed it with a charm.

While Daruwang and Sangmucuo were busy preparing, Abbot Hongyuan walked along the gravel path towards the main hall.

At this time, it was quite late, most of the monks had gone to bed, most of the lights in the temple had been extinguished, and only a few lamps in front of the Buddha were still bright, and then the gatehouse in the front yard was still lit, and there were monks on duty stationed there.

It was customary for the abbot to make a tour of the temple before going to bed, so he went to the main hall.

The

moonlight is shining, the hot wind is blowing lightly, the shadows of the trees are swaying, and it is peaceful and quiet.

The abbot walked for a moment but felt wrong, and the surroundings seemed to be less than usual.

The abbot looked around, and in the faint moonlight everything seemed to be the same, and there was nothing wrong with it.

The abbot felt strange in his heart and couldn't help but leave the path and walk to the side, and the abbot felt a softness under his feet, and he had stepped into the grass.

In an instant, the abbot suddenly understood that something was wrong.

The temperature was hot and humid now, but it was much cooler than during the day, and the night, if the songworms had been chirping in the past, was surprisingly quiet tonight.

Many of the songworms in Kusama seem to have disappeared suddenly, and the strange silence does not make people feel peaceful, but rather a little uneasy.

The abbot looked down at the grass and stretched out his feet to stir the grass, but there was still silence where the soles of his feet passed, and there were no insects in the grass.

The abbot said to himself, "Strange. Then he turned around and wanted to go to the main hall to check.

There

are copper wind chimes hanging at the corners of the high eaves above the main hall, and the wind chimes are quite heavy, and the wind chimes are only slightly shaking in the breeze at this time, but there is no sound.

But suddenly, the wind chimes sounded without wind, and there were countless 'ding' that rang out. There are many wind chimes in the eaves corners, and for a time in this quiet night, the ears are full of wind chimes.

The wind chimes rang suddenly, but the abbot didn't feel the wind blowing on his face, and looked up in a little surprise.

But I saw that those wind chimes automatically swing around without wind, and the sound is complicated, at this time, I don't feel the beauty of the crisp sound of the wind chimes, but I feel that the ear sound is chaotic and makes people panic.

The abbot felt that his mind was complicated, so he couldn't help but take the Buddha beads on his wrist in his hand, and secretly recited the Buddha beads in his heart to seek emptiness.

The

abbot recited the scriptures in his heart, but the wind chimes seemed to be intertwined, and the abbot's scriptures were difficult to continue.

When the abbot was inexplicably panicking, the huge bronze bell hanging on the side of the main hall suddenly rang loudly, and no one struck it and rang on its own.

In the midst of the cacophony of wind chimes, the sound came so suddenly that the abbot was unprepared.

"Strange, why does this bell ring automatically if no one strikes?" said the abbot, who boldly came to the bell and looked closely.

Seeing that the side of the giant wood that hit the bell did not move, and the giant bell kept vibrating, the humming sound was endless.

The sound of the bell and the wind chimes disturbed the abbot's heart.

The abbot of "Amitabha Buddha" pronounced the Buddha's name to calm his mind, but the Buddha's horn had not yet fallen, but he saw a figure at the gate of the courtyard flickering and a figure was about to come in.

The

abbot was slightly surprised, and by the light moonlight, the abbot saw that the person walking was not dressed as a monk, but looked like a woman in a dress.

The abbot was so surprised that he raised his eyes to see that the courtyard door was dark, as if it had been opened.

The abbot was suspicious in his heart and said, 'Could it be that the monk is not a monk who secretly allows female guests to enter the temple?'

In the moonlight, the woman didn't seem to be walking very fast, but in the blink of an eye, the woman had come closer.

The abbot was taken aback and looked at the woman. At this time, the moonlight hung obliquely on the treetops, the moonlight was oblique, and the woman's back was to the moonlight, and her whole face was buried in the shadows, and her face could not be seen clearly.

The abbot was slightly frightened in his heart, but he was much more relieved to see that the woman was left in the moonlight, and hurriedly greeted the general.

"Amitabha Buddha ......" The bells rang around and there was a noise, and the abbot loudly pronounced the Buddha's name and just wanted to speak.

Suddenly, the sound of the bell suddenly stopped, as if the sound had been cut off by a knife.