Chapter 340 Because I can't describe him

Author: Nine Lights and Good

In front of Mantra!

A piece of uproar.

All monks look at the forest night.

As one of the four major temples in Siam, there is also the existence of monks.

No one has never dared to come to the door to make trouble!

Not to mention revenge.

"Amitabha, please come in."

The voice of the monk of Nasanwen came out again. Many monks heard the sound of the monk. Although they were dissatisfied, they could only hold it.

Lin Ye raised his feet, and in the gaze of many monks, he stepped into the Mosque.

The Mosque is very large, including the front yard, the backyard, the place where the monks rest, and the courtyard where some monks live in.

The monk is the courtyard where the last party lives. In that yard, there are nine Buddha towers erected.

When Lin Ye stepped into the yard, a long eyebrow monk stood there.

"I don't know how to call the noble guests from the East?"

"Lin Ye."

"Oriental is really a place of people."

The old monk sighed, the meaning of this remark was obvious. He hadn't heard Lin Ye's name, and he knew that Lin Ye should be a rising star.

"Lin Jushi said that he was looking for revenge, I wonder what revenge?"

"Resentment of twenty -three years ago."

The old monk was silent. After a long time, he sighed slightly: "An old monk's last regret in his life was the matter of 23 years ago, ashamed of Mr. Wang."

Obviously, the Nasan monk knew which one was Lin Ye said twenty -three years ago.

Lin Ye's face showed a ridiculous smile. If you really guilty, why did you not rescue in the past 23 years?

"The old monk doesn't want to find Mr. Wang to apologize, but can't."

The old monk seemed to know what Lin Ye thought about it. He fingred the plaque at the door of the courtyard: "At that time, the old monk competed with others to compete with the position of the monk. The strength was not under the old monk.

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Maybe I know the doubts in Lin Ye's heart, and the old monk directly said the reason why the layout of the year.

The Buddhism of Siam is prevailing, there are many temples, and there are countless sects. Nasanwin's competitors faced in all aspects of the year are not worse than him, and even in some aspects.

At that time, there were a lot of disputes between the Siam State and Huaxia. Both sides condensed a grudge, especially Wang Lao, and became a nail in the eyes of many monks in Siam.

If you can eradicate Mr. Wang, the prestige of King Siam will surpass the opponent. This is the position of the monk.

To this end, he lined Mr. Wang to go to the border, and then took Siam State and the real wax monk to siege Mr. Wang.

Although that time, Mr. Wang was not kept abroad, Mr. Wang's three apprentices and many Chinese people were left abroad by them. With this layout, his prestige rose more than the competition than the competition.

Oppose, finally became a monk.

"When I was young, I was covered by fame and fortune, but now I am awakened, but I have been tired of being famous, even if I want to find Mr. Wang to apologize."

Lin Ye understood the meaning of Nasanwen. He is now a monk and represents many monks in Siam. If he apologize to Lao Wang, it means that the stranger of the Siam country bowed his head to Huaxia.

This is not allowed by many Siam. Once he did this, he was afraid that the entire Mosque would be swallowed by the Siamese monk's vomiting.

"If you can't, you want to push everything away. How can there be such a good thing in the end of this day?"

Regardless of whether Nasanwen really had an apology, he did it. He did it. He came to find revenge this time.

"Amitabha, what is the result of what is the result, the old monk did something wrong that year, and he assumed his responsibility." Nasanwen looked at Lin Ye: "Lin Jushi, the old monk had a request."

Lin Ye laughed. This old monk was really interesting. He came to get revenge and asked himself a request for an enemy.

"Lin Jushi has the roots of Buddhism, practicing the magical power of my Buddhist gate, and the old monk is willing to pour Lin Jushi to the top of the year with my life.

Nasanwen looked at Lin Ye, and Lin Ye was a little surprised. This old monk still had some skills. He even saw that he also practiced the Buddhist magical power.

Wudao, Ghost Dao, Daomen, Buddhist Gate, he practiced very mixed, and the Buddhist gate was the weakest.

However, let the other party pour himself, even if the old monk is willing, he has no such thoughts.

The pouring top, the person who needs to be poured to let go of all the minds, is equivalent to not defense at all. It is impossible for him to have no defense against this old man.

"Lin Jushi, in the past few days, those who were participating at the beginning have been beheaded one by one, leaving only the old monk. Can't you end it after the old monk?"

"It's so good to say, then why don't you commit suicide, as long as you die, this grievance is the end."

Lin Ye did not believe that the old monk would commit suicide, but it was just ridicule him.

However, what Lin Ye didn't expect was that after listening to him, the old monk smiled on his face. The next moment, his hands folded and chanted "Amitabha"!

There are flames, since the soles of the old monk's feet have risen.

Lin Ye's eyes shrink, he did not expect that the old monk really chose to commit suicide.

To be precise, it is silent.

Burning itself with karma, this is the law of the silence of Buddhism.

"Lin Jushi, I hope you remember what you say, this matter has ended since the old man."

The karma was burned, but the old monk's face had no painful expression, but had a smile of liberation.

At the same time, the entire Mosque sounds the voice of the old monk.

"Amitabha, the old monk failed to break away from desire and made mistakes. Today, he repaid the cause and effect by himself.

Although the monks in this mosque, although they could not enter the yard, they could also see the bear flames rising in the yard.

Lin Ye looked at Nasanwen, which was burned by the flame, and his expression was a bit complicated.

"Amitabha, Lin Jushi, and the old monk's silence, this Luo Han fruit seal will be sent to you."

This is the last sentence that Nasanwen said. After the flames swallowed his entire body shape, a ray of golden light shot from the flame, followed by two, three ...

Like the lotus blooming.

The flame was annihilated by the golden light, and a golden lotus platform was exposed, and a small oval black particles were placed on the golden lotus table.

Sari.

Sixteen petals.

This is Luohan Sari, also known as Luo Han Guo Yin.

This is the treasure of the Buddha.

All the relics contain the understanding of the Dharma and the Buddha's power before their lives. For Buddhist disciples, each relic is like a treasure trove of experience.

And those who can make the printed Luo Han Guo can only do it.

Nassan is comparable to the Golden Body who is comparable to the Yuan Dynasty. Lin Ye is not surprised. After all, it is one of the only two monks in Siam.

In addition, Buddhist practice has a shortcut to find, especially theravada Buddhism has many secret methods, irrigation, reincarnation, double cultivation ...

Lin Ye was soaring, Lotus Fattai flew towards him, but after falling in his palm, he disappeared, leaving only the relic.

"This resentment is over."

Looking at the empty courtyard, after Lin Ye left this, people disappeared in place.

Nympho

Nympho

Guizhou.

"Lao Wang, Counselor Lin, this is a revenge for you."

"His noisy, Lao Xiao, how can you make him involve in danger alone, I have lived for most of my life, I plan to take another trip in the end."

Wang Lao blamed Xiao Cangming. In his opinion, Lin Ye was more important than him, because he was already an old man in the Mountains of the West, and Lin Ye was a rising sun.

"Consultant Lin's heart, I also got the news that the consultant of the Lin was left, but I did not expect that Nasanwen had such a great courage, and chose to be silent."

When it comes to Nassanwen, Wang Lao's expression is also a bit complicated, sighing: "In fact, in the simple position, the old bald donkey has not done anything wrong, and it can be used in the face of the enemy."

Xiao Cangming did not answer this. Nasanwen represents what the monks in Siam representatives represent, but it is an enemy for Huaxia.

Beijing!

After Lu Songling got the message, put down the book, his expression was a little weird.

"This old monk is really smart."

"Why do you say that?"

The old man on the opposite side was a little puzzled. Why did Nasan choose to be silent, why is it a clever choice?
To be continued...