Dazang Temple is a top-ranked temple in Wudong City. In addition, it has a history of thousands of years and is well-founded. There are many monks with high martial arts skills in the temple. I heard that this abbot of Dazang Temple is a person in the supernatural world, so no one dares to oppress the area of ​​Dazang Temple.

There are constant noises in the temple courtyard, and many monks are practicing martial arts, while some older monks are practicing meditation in their rooms, experiencing the true meaning of the Buddha and experiencing the so-called Buddha.

The abbot of Dazang Temple did not attend this time of Linyin Temple's birthday, because Dazang Temple still needs to be done. Dazang Temple is not a tourist attraction, so the flow of people is a bit small, but there are many pilgrims coming to worship Buddha, because Dazang Temple's reputation in this area is so famous.

A hundred years ago, the abbot of Dazang Temple resolved a tragedy with his body. At the end of his death, he even recited "Amitabha", which made countless people believe in Buddhism and become a Buddhist. The abbot was buried in the temple after his death.

Of course, any story has a fictional component, and this story is not listed as, but the fictional part is not the first half, but the second half. It is not buried in the temple after death, but uses its own body to attract the thousand-year-old evil ghost and finally sealed it in the Dazang Temple.

In the Dazang Temple, the abbot looked at the Buddha statue, and a hint of sadness revealed in his eyes. Every abbot would strengthen his seal with his body again in his 25th year as the presidency, and the thousand-year-old evil ghost was sealed in the Buddha statue in front of the abbot. This is also the reason why the past abbots of Dazang Temple have been so young.

"Fa Kong, you will choose the next abbot!" The abbot looked at the Buddha statue in front of him, and his eyes revealed a look of disgust. In his opinion, every abbot used his life to fill the seal that would sooner or later be washed away is undoubtedly a path that only a fool would choose.

The abbot of Dazang Temple did not want to die here just like this. The seal was washed away and it was better to run to other places to live well for the rest of his life than to be a abbot here. What's more, he also used his rights to withdraw a sum of money from the donations donated by those rich people and stored it in his bank card. He accumulated a wealth of wealth over time.

Moreover, he is also a psychic. Although he is not strong, he can live a free and easy life with his money and superpowers.

Just as the abbot of Dazang Temple had thought about everything and was about to leave, the entire Dazang Temple was quiet. The abbot of Dazang Temple suddenly changed his face. He was a psychic, of course, he could feel the atmosphere inside the temple was wrong. It was quiet outside the hall, and even the sound of knocking on wooden fish was gone.

Fakong saw the change in the abbot's face, and he followed the abbot all year round. Of course, he knew the abbot's temperament and became vigilant in his heart, but what made him wonder was, who came to a Buddhist temple for trouble?

"Abbot?" Fakong asked carefully.

The abbot of Dazang Temple was tense all over his body. After Fakong asked this, he immediately burst into tears. He turned his head and was about to scold him a few times, but he didn't expect to see the last scene in his life.

Fakong was tightly tied to his neck by a chain at this time, and his eyes widened in fear. He wanted to grab which chain with both hands, but he couldn't grasp it. Every time he would pass it through the chain, as if the chain did not exist.

The abbot of Dazang Temple was shocked and his body quickly retreated. He had no time to care about his follower Fakong.

"Amitabha!" A Buddha's name was shouted out from his mouth, but its power was shocking. It actually emitted dazzling golden Buddha lights all over his body, just like a Buddha who came to the world. His mouth slightly opened and he recited the scriptures from him, forming a solid protective layer.

"I wonder which donor is joking with Pingshen? Please let the donor show up!" The abbot of Dazang Temple yelled at the front. He was no longer afraid after having this layer of scripture protection. Even if the other party is strong, this scripture can withstand for a moment.

As soon as he finished speaking, the gate of the hall suddenly opened and a figure appeared at the door.

When the abbot of Dazang Temple looked carefully, he saw that the man had an ordinary face but was very majestic. He was wearing a purple robe with a balance sword tied to chains embroidered on it, and the other party was holding a golden balance sword in his hand.

"May I ask you who is?" The abbot was stunned when he saw the other party. He searched hard for the memory in his mind, but there was no figure of this person.

Hu Yin took a step forward, and this step was quite slow, but it was as slow as a turtle in the eyes of the abbot of Dazang Temple, like a hungry wolf preying on prey.

"Sometimes, dead people don't need to ask questions!" Hu Yin showed a cruel smile, "The name of Dazang Temple is good. It's a place of burial. Now you don't even need to buy a coffin. How good are you, right? The abbot of Dazang Temple!"

The abbot of Dazang Temple couldn't help but retreat and put it on the Buddha statue behind him, "I have no grievances and no grudges with the donor. If the donor is wealthy, I can give you one million? Oh no, ten million!"

When the abbot of Dazang Temple saw the other party's cold eyes that had never been moved by the money he shouted, his heart was chilled. He knew that he might die here today.

"This is not a matter of money!" Hu Yin smiled, "I came just for faith. The Father God wants the entire Wudong City to believe in the faith, so Buddhism cannot be kept!"

Hu Yin walked forward a few steps and stopped. His breath had already been restrained, but the unique aura of the referee director could not be hidden no matter what. He was like a pair of sharp blades, and he was shining with cold light when walking there, and he would take human life at any time.

When the abbot heard this, he was shocked by the strong aura on the other party. His mind was not very good. At that time, the abbot of Dazang Temple was entirely dependent on his supernatural powers, so he couldn't help but tremble all over in the face of such aura. The person in front of him seemed to be torturing someone.

"Even if you want the belief in Wudong City, you don't need to attack me, Dazang Temple, which is not prosperous incense!" The abbot roared, his face showed a panic expression, and his body tighter against the Buddha statue.

The incense of Dazang Temple in Wudong City is indeed not prosperous. The pilgrims who come to burn incense and pray for blessings every day are only citizens within a few miles of Dazang Temple. Fortunately, a new city is built not far from Dazang Temple, which allows Dazang Temple to maintain the current number of these pilgrims.

Hu Yin grabbed with one hand, and the Fakong, who was trapped by the chains, flew backwards. He fell to the ground and died so much that he could no longer die.

"For the sake of God of Father, everything is worth it, even if it is bleeding!" Hu Yin drew a scale on his chest with both hands, and said piously, it seemed so sacred, not at all like he had killed someone just now.
Chapter completed!