Stolen incense evil doctor

Chapter 246 Useless Hope?
Lin Yi's face changed slightly, walking four or five hundred miles so easily, it seems that this old monk has already mastered the magical technique of shrinking the ground to an inch.

He had already guessed that the old monk was from Banruo Temple before, so when the old monk introduced himself, he was not so surprised.

He smiled slightly and said: "It turns out to be Chan Master Wudu. Please forgive my junior and my wife who don't know much about Banruo Temple. I hope you can forgive my wife's rash words just now."

"Amitabha, benefactor Lin is too serious. How can the poor monk care? Benefactor Lin, what do you think of the poor monk's suggestion just now? If you hand over the evil spirit to the poor monk, the poor monk can find a way to save him and let him Be a man again." Wudu once again showed his feelings of compassion and compassion, and he had the consciousness of the Buddha cutting his flesh to feed the eagle.

Lin Yi chuckled lightly, shook his head, and said, "Chan Master Wudu, your kindness and great wishes really impress me, but I'm sorry, but I don't agree with the idea of ​​saving such things that are inferior to animals. If you have The way to kill him, I can leave it to you now, if you can’t, I’m sorry, my words will not change.”

"Haha, Zen Master Wudu, long time no see. You are still the same as before. You are almost insane." A familiar laugh came from not far away, and Lin Yi's expression changed slightly. Looking back, I saw Yin Zheng walking step by step, his face was pale, obviously he hadn't fully recovered yet.

Seeing Yin Zheng, Lin Yi quickly shouted: "Brother Yin, why are you here? Your injury is still not healed, so you can't come here, the poisonous miasma here is too heavy!"

Before Lin Yi finished speaking, he began to cough violently. His body was already a little bit overwhelmed, and it was not easy to hold on until now.

Yin Zheng ran over quickly, took out a elixir and stuffed it into Lin Yi's body. Lin Yi immediately felt cool all over, the pain in his body was much relieved, and his internal energy was also recovering at a very fast speed.

Before Lin Yi had time to ask, Yin Zheng smiled and said, "This is a Nine-Turn Great Returning Pill I got a long time ago, and I have been reluctant to use it for a long time. Even if I am seriously injured this time, I am useless. Of course, It can't cure the cold poison I had before... After you take it, you should be able to recover soon."

When he said this, his eyes fell on Wu Du, and he smiled lightly: "I am different from someone. I know how to care about the life and death of those big devils, and I don't know how to care about the bodies of living people. If my guess is right, You are deliberately waiting for Brother Lin to lose consciousness, so that you can get the soul of Sahara and do what you call salvation. Chan Master Wudu, although there is a word Du in your Dharma name, it does not represent your life The only goal is to save sentient beings. What monks really want to do is not only to change the wicked, but also to control the life and death of the good!"

Although Yin Zheng was smiling, the severity of his words was already very obvious.

Wu Du heard the words, his expression suddenly became a little unnatural, not as free and easy as before.

He shouted the Buddha's name, shook his head, and said, "Amitabha, I didn't expect that Benefactor Yin and this Benefactor Lin knew each other. They have been separated for many years. I don't know how the Benefactor Yin is in good health?"

"Thank you Zen Master for your concern. Yin's health is very good! You Banruo Temple is unwilling to detoxify me for fear of causing trouble, but I, brother Lin, are not afraid. My poison has been detoxified by brother Lin, so I don't bother you Don't bother!" Yin Zheng's tone was already a little rude, and Lin Yi seemed to be a little unhappy with this Zen Master Wudu from what he said.

In this way, Yin Zheng said before that he had contact with the people of Banruo Temple, so I'm afraid there is only resentment.

"Amitabha, the poor monk really didn't know how to answer what Yin benefactor said. The poor monk just wanted to say that Prajna Temple is not afraid of any power, and will do its best to heal every person who comes to ask for help. But Yin benefactor at that time Your injury is too heavy, and with the strength of our Prajna Temple, we can only temporarily extend your life. Moreover, we have pointed out the way for you at that time, and let you go to the successors of the three major medical lines, which is considered to be the most benevolent." Wudu sighed softly, his tone full of helplessness.

Yin Zheng smiled lightly and said: "Zhan Master Wudu, don't worry, I am still grateful to Banruo Temple. After all, at that time, no one wanted to mess with me, a hapless ghost. I am already very satisfied that you can continue my life." Yes. However, your actions this time really made me feel uncomfortable! Do you know how many people Sahara has killed? His murder is comparable to that of Shura. Could it be that the Buddha you believe in can influence even Shura? It’s like letting the God that Christianity believes in influence Satan, is it possible? You Buddhists are not completely opposed to killing, so you don’t need to pretend to be so forced.”

When Yin Zheng, who had kept his words elegant all the time, suddenly said the last sentence, Lin Yi, who was healing his wounds, couldn't help laughing out loud. What he said was so exciting.

As expected, Wudu's complexion changed, and he quickly shouted "sin, sin", and then kept chanting sutras, not knowing what he was chanting.

Solanum nigrum and the others have already rushed over. After all, Lin Yi's battle lasted too long, and they were really worried.

When Qin Sang saw Bai Jian lying motionless on the ground, his body trembled suddenly, and he ran over to pick up Bai Jian's body.

Innate sword spirit body!The hope of Wan Jianmen's inheritance is so gone, his heart feels like a knife is being twisted.

For half an hour, they were still discussing together, talking freely about the development and inheritance of Wanjianmen. Unexpectedly, after such a short time, Baijian died like this.

"Mr. Qin, don't be too sad, Brother Baijian may still be saved." Lin Yi struggled to stand up from the ground, he had temporarily sealed Sahara's soul in his body, and for a while, Sahara couldn't get out.

Qin Sang's face changed suddenly, and he said, "What did you say? Bai Jian can still be saved? Lin Yi, you can't lie to me, an old man, I can't stand the excitement anymore."

Lin Yi walked over slowly, shook his head with a smile, and said, "Old Qin, when I was fighting Sahara just now, I felt the breath of Brother Baijian. He is an innate sword spirit, so he won't die so easily."

"Amitabha, Lord Lin, isn't it too cruel for you to give others hope like this? From hope to disappointment, to despair, it's like pushing people off the clouds. This kind of behavior is a great evil!" Wu Du After reading the scriptures for a long time, he opened his eyes and said loudly.

The corners of Lin Yi's mouth curled slightly, and he said, "Zhan Master Wudu, I don't understand what you say. Are you sure that Brother Baijian is hopeless?"

"Amitabha, of course. His soul has been completely swallowed by that evil spirit, and his body is just a soulless shell. It is estimated that he will enter a state of decay in a short time. If that is the case, why do you speak lies? , give others unnecessary hopes?" Wu Du said with a earnest look, and Lin Yi suddenly burst out laughing.

"What a lie! Master Wudu, since this is the case, how about we make a bet?"

(End of this chapter)