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Chapter 1882 Immortal

Seeing the serious expression on Hua Jiunan's face and his glances at the two statues of ghosts and gods from time to time, how could the old monk not realize that the other party had already noticed a lot.

Knowing that things couldn't go well today, he sighed, chanted the Buddha's name, and said the same words as Hua Jiunan just said.

"Namo Amitabha!"

"People who worship the Buddha like the old monk should have great kindness in mind and make it convenient for others and themselves."

"However, Buddha has no boundaries but humans have boundaries. The old monk is not a Buddha after all..."

Hearing what the old monk said, how could Hua Jiunan still not understand?

So he lifted up the hem of his gown and stood up, saying softly: "Master, please."

The old monk also slowly stood up, and then asked the other monks to retreat.

"The leader is polite... I am afraid that the old monk is no match for the leader. If he takes refuge in the leader's hands and leaves, please show your dignity and let the rest of the monks in the small temple go."

"Namo Amitabha."

Although Hua Jiunan is a compassionate emperor, his love is only for those who don't have blood on their hands.

Especially those who are not as bloody as the Chinese creatures.

Hearing this, he shook his head slightly and said, "Master, the Immortal Blessings Immortal, what I said is so true."

"A true Buddhist has a great heart and is protected by all the Buddhas. Why should the younger generation let him go?"

"As for those who are narrow-minded, always thinking about themselves, and have targeted or massacred those who have targeted or massacred our spiritual practice community in China, I personally feel that they are not worthy of being a disciple of the Buddha."

"This junior is not talented, but I am willing to clear the door for the World Honored One!"

World Honored One, one of the ten names of Buddha.

"Sutra of Forty-Two Chapters": "At that time, the World-Honored One, having attained enlightenment, thought like this.".??m

The Buddha is noble both in this world and beyond the world, so he is called "World Honored One".

His nickname is "The Sovereign Name of the Three Realms".

Calling Hua Jiunan this way is a sign of respect for Buddhism.

As the saying goes, eminent monks will not degrade the Tao, and high Taoism will not destroy the monks.

After Hua Jiunan finished speaking, a mountain of corpses loomed behind him and a river of corpse water rolled.

The strong murderous intention was directed at the old monk in front of him without concealment.

However, he did not take action immediately, but bowed respectfully again.

"The younger generation, Master Guan, is a true disciple of the Buddha."

"You can leave at any time if you wish, and even the younger generation can introduce you to my Buddhist holy land of Wutai Mountain in China to practice on your behalf."

"As for the rest of the monks in your temple... let each of you rely on your own merit!"

The old monk had already made up his mind when he saw Hua Jiu Di, so he said no more.

Instead, with a compassionate face, he walked to the Buddha statue in the hall and sat cross-legged. He struck the wooden fish with one hand and turned the rosary beads with the other hand and spoke in a deep voice.

"Namo Amitabha. It's a pity that there are always people in our generation who don't listen to the old monk's advice. That's why Kiyomizu Temple is in trouble today... and the whole country is in imminent disaster."

After finishing speaking, the old monk raised his eyes and looked into the distance, his eyes full of compassion and nostalgia.

He is nostalgic for the Kiyomizu Temple where he has lived all his life, and is compassionate towards the disaster that was brought to the entire country due to the arrogance of a few people.

After a while, the old monk slowly closed his eyes and recited the Lotus Sutra in the air.

"If there are countless hundreds of thousands of billions of sentient beings who are suffering from various sufferings and hear the name of Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, they will recite its name with one heart."

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, immediately observe its sound, and everyone will be liberated..."

When Hua Jiunan saw this, he knew that the old monk wanted to bury Qingshui Temple and the whole of Japan.

So he said to Wang Shushan, Chen Daji and others without looking back.

"Senior brother, the plan is for you to go out first. Do you know what to do?"

Wang Shushan is a sword-wielding scholar, not a poor and rotten scholar.

Hearing this, he nodded deeply.

"Junior brother, don't worry, I know it!"

"Anyone who is an enemy of the country and the family will be killed!"

The moment Wang Shushan and others left the main hall, the sound of chanting became even louder, and then the sword energy was everywhere.

When the sword energy rose into the sky, the sound of chanting suddenly stopped.

Then all the Buddha statues in the hall were broken into pieces, and the ghosts and gods fell over.

The only complete Thousand-Armed Avalokitesvara is also full of tears...

When Wang Shushan, Hao Gui and the Doll Legion came back full of murderous intent, they saw Hua Jiunan with fluttering long robes and a solemn expression sitting cross-legged among a group of broken Buddha statues and in front of the weeping Guanyin statue.

On both knees lies the Tingmeng guqin, and beside her stands the fairy Hu Feier.

The sound of the piano was lingering, and it was the song "General's Order" that was played.

Such a scene and such elegant demeanor made Wang Shushan and others not dare to disturb Hua Jiunan, but respectfully lined up on both sides and waited quietly.

It wasn't until the end of the song that Hua Jiunan opened his eyes and spoke softly.

"Have you found out the whereabouts of the two elders of the Chang family and Mr. Xun Yi?"

Wang Shushan cupped his fists and answered softly.

"The Japanese pirates would rather die than confess, so Daji and I had no choice but to kill."

"Together, we will punish one hundred and seventy people who have deep hatred for our country and whose hands have been stained with the blood of the elves of our country."

"Above and below Kiyomizu Temple... only these two people can avoid death."

Of course Hua Jiunan knew the meaning of "avoiding death".

They are the two Japanese monks next to Wang Shushan. They have never harmed us.

At this time, the eyes of the two young monks were full of fear, and the depth of fear was mixed with deep hatred for everyone.

How could their thoughts be hidden from Hua Jiunan, the Great Emperor Jietian who is closest to the Supreme Saint?

However, Hua Jiunan didn't care. Instead, he put Mengqin away and stood up slowly, walked to the two young monks and gently touched their heads.

"I know you have hatred in your hearts. You can come to China to seek revenge from me at any time."

"My surname is Hua, don't ask for someone else by mistake."

"The last word of advice is that if you come to seek revenge, you must at least go to the Arhat realm, otherwise you will die."

After saying this, Hua Jiunan floated away with her gown flying.

When the others saw this, of course they followed closely.
Chapter completed!
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