Time passed little by little, and when the sun rose on the seventh day, everything was over.
Those who survived squinted their eyes and looked at the strange sun in the sky, showing an expression of exhaustion in a trance.
Finally got over it.
In a room, Chang Li, who had been sleeping for seven days, finally opened his eyes.
He sat up, and then his body was enveloped by a beam of light, and the next moment he disappeared from this world.
When he appeared again, he had arrived in a new world.
The name of this world is Tanyin Sanshang.
This time, he became a monk.
No, it’s not really a combination of serious scriptures.
At most, it’s a layman who has a very deep connection with Buddhism.
His mission is to find out the truth behind the abbot's death and deal with the person who killed the abbot.
The former task is the main task, and the latter task is the special task.
The main task must be completed, but the special task can be completed or not.
The reward of the special task is the most among all tasks, so once you encounter the special task, Task takers will try their best to complete it.
The rewards given to each tasker by the Lord God Space are generally experience points.
With these experience points, you can increase your basic attributes, and you can also exchange them for some legendary things.
Experience points are allocated based on the participation of task takers, so any task taker who is more motivated will actively participate in the task.
Especially, this time's mission seemed less weird, looking for the murderer, and more scientific, and he didn't have to ask them to confront the murderer.
Of course, this is more likely to be just a good wish.
Who knew that the person who killed the abbot must be a human being?
Chang Li walked out of the monk's house, and a person also walked out of the monk's house next to him, a man with beautiful appearance but a somewhat depressed expression.
She looked at the very familiar Chang Li who came out of the monk's dormitory next to her, and asked tentatively: "Lu Li" She is Chusi.
Changli nodded: "Hello."
Chu Si's expression was complicated for a moment, and suddenly he seemed to be relieved: "You have come to this world too."
She clearly remembered how this person passed the princess's tea party in three attempts.
With such a powerful person by her side, she instantly felt much safer.
Maybe I can catch a ride and clear this world directly.
Although it is very boring to slowly wander around in the real world, slowly wearing down your will, and can't find any sense of existence, but there is not much impulse to self-destruct, but she has become accustomed to this boredom. , and are willing to be buried in this boredom.
Suddenly coming to such an exciting world, her first reaction was excitement, but after the excitement, she retreated.
It seemed that she suddenly felt that it was not so interesting anymore.
It seemed that she suddenly felt that it was not okay to continue living a boring life like this. .
Chu Si, who was depressed again, cheered up again after breathing the air of this world.
She asked: "Where do you plan to go?"
Changli: "The main hall."
The abbot was killed inexplicably, and the traces left at the scene showed the arrogance of the murderer.
The monks in Liuli Temple were angry and sad.
They quickly invited knights from the Jianghu who had a close relationship with Liuli Temple to find the man who killed the abbot. murderer.
This is a world of martial arts.
If you follow the general routine, the person who killed the abbot is either a demon, a demon disguised as a gentleman, or a demon who was seduced into corruption.
In short, he is a devil.
How can someone who can ruthlessly kill a compassionate abbot not be a devil?
The two went to the main hall, and met other players on the way there.
They were dressed similarly to Chang Li and Chu Si.
They were all light-colored, wide-sleeved laymen's clothes, which exuded the unique compassion of Buddhism.
There were many monks standing in the majestic and simple hall.
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They lowered their heads and chanted sutras.
The leading monk still had a sad look on his face when he saw them: "Thank you all laymen for coming to help."
One of the missionaries, a monk, replied: "You're welcome."
The monk's realm was not high enough, and he actually felt like he was being choked.
He sighed and said, "I still have to thank you."
The man replied in the same tone: "Monk, if you keep talking like this, don't ask us to help find the murderer.
I'm afraid the murderer will just run away."
Another trace of sadness flashed in the monk's eyes, and he said: "That's what the donor said."
He raised his head and glanced at the light-colored monk's robes worn by the man who spoke, and then lowered his head, but there was a trace of dissatisfaction in his eyes.
He guided everyone to the abbot's Zen room.
The Zen room was very clean, with nothing unusual at all, but it was just a little too clean.
The person who spoke before asked again: "You didn't say that the abbot was killed, what about the abbot?"
He looked around, but not only did he not see the abbot's body in this room, he didn't even see any blood foam.
Monk: "The abbot was not killed here."
"Then why did you bring us here?"
"I just want to ask the young hero to find some clues."
The man: "Monk, you are confused.
The abbot did not die in this room.
How can we find clues in this completely unrelated room out of thin air?"
The monk bowed his head and admitted his mistake: "The donor said it is true."
The man asked again: "Where did the abbot die?"
This time the monk lowered his head and pondered for a long time.
It wasn't until the man asked impatiently that he said for the first time: "Abbott, he died in the Main Hall."
The head of a temple actually died in front of the Buddha in such a way, and it was the shame of Liuli Temple to spread the news, so they kept it secret before.
"He actually died in the Mahavira Palace" "Before the abbot died, no one noticed anything was wrong."
A tall and powerful woman asked.
Monk: "No, no one noticed anything abnormal."
As he spoke, the monk's eyes slowly turned red, and he said in a low voice: "Who could have imagined that something like this would happen?
The abbot died so miserably, his head was directly shattered, and his whole body He is so shapeless that he doesn’t know who is going to kill him next time.”
At the end of the sentence, his voice became choked, and the monk said: "All the knights are heroes who the abbot met during his lifetime.
You will definitely be able to find the murderer to comfort the abbot's spirit in heaven."
The monk's words were extremely emotional, but the expressions of everyone present did not change at all.
The man who never liked to be polite asked directly: "Buddhism does not say that after death, you will enter the Western Paradise.
Why do you say you want to comfort the abbot's spirit in heaven?"
One is in the Western Paradise and the other is in heaven.
These are not conflicts with each other.
The monk's expression froze for a moment, and then returned to being as if nothing had happened.
He led everyone to the Main Hall.
The place where everyone gathered before, although it can be called a palace, is by no means the main hall.
Liuli Temple covers a vast area and has many temples.
The reason why they gathered in that side hall before was just because the side hall was about 10 feet away from the abbot.
The Zen room is just relatively close.
Therefore, this is the first time for everyone to enter the main hall.
When they saw the extraordinary and powerful Buddha enshrined in the main hall, everyone took a breath.
Such a big Buddha statue, even if it was gilded, was worth a car.
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When Chang Li saw this Buddha statue, he frowned slightly.
This Buddha statue is so compassionate, and like this temple, it is so peaceful.
The honest and compassionate smile on the Buddha statue is full of craftsmanship.
The compassion in the smile has reached the ultimate level that sculpture can achieve.
Too much is not enough.
This Buddha statue is too compassionate and makes people uncomfortable.
It is actually a Buddha statue made by a mortal, not the Buddha himself.
His eyes were patrolling around the main hall.
The faint smell of blood still lingered in the hall.
It had been half a month since the abbot was killed, and half a month had passed, but the smell of blood still lingered, which proved that this The world is a bit strange.
Of course, the martial arts world itself represents weirdness.
He asked for the first time: "Where is the abbot's body placed?"
The monk replied: "The abbot's body was badly damaged and it was difficult to piece it together.
The brothers in the temple placed it in the monk's dormitory next to the Zen Forest Tower.
After the matter was found out, they would send the abbot to the Zen Forest Tower."
Changli: "Take us to see it."
He used a commanding tone rather than a requesting tone, but the monk was not angry and still maintained his compassionate appearance and led them forward.
They went in a different direction than when they came, and they saw a different scenery on the other side of Liuli Temple.
On the way there, you can hear the playfulness of young monks from time to time.
It is completely different from the compassionate and quiet atmosphere on the other side, and it still has a hint of human smoke.
This walk lasted for a long time, and it was already more than an hour later when we reached the Zen Forest Pagoda.
Many of the missionaries who were not physically strong were a little pale, but the identities they occupied this time had bonuses on physical strength, so they were not unable to hold on.
As expected, the abbot died miserably.
Not only was his forehead dented directly from the front, but his limbs were also chopped off, and the monks in the temple tried their best to reconnect them.
The moment Chang Li saw the abbot, he frowned, his figure changed slightly, and he disappeared into the crowd again.
This abbot was somewhat different from the group of monks who were filled with purity and compassion.
He was contradictory.
This kind of contradiction could be seen in his face even after he had died for a long time.
Inner demons.
He died from his inner demons, that is, at his own hands.
This is Changli's answer, but there is not much evidence for this.
Even if the answer is just a guess, it will not be recognized by the Lord God Space.
Therefore, Changli still needs to continue to advance the task.
Chu Si next to him looked at him and thought for a while, then his expression returned to expressionless, and he suddenly became more curious.
Last time, this person passed the princess's tea party with no expression on his face.
She couldn't help but worry a little.
After passing two worlds in a row so easily, what if the difficulty of her next world suddenly increased?
Will she, who had already relaxed her vigilance, gaover in one encounter?
Peace and happiness make people perish, but sorrow makes people live forever.
Chu Si, who didn't know which direction her thoughts were turning to, subconsciously followed Chang Li.
She was thinking inexplicably: Why did she go to such trouble to choose a fake name?
It didn't seem to be of much use.
Xiang Yu, Xiang Yu, tut, it seems like her efforts were in vain.
She followed Chang Li step by step and watched him arrive at the Main Hall again.
Lu Li has a good sense of direction and a good memory.
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Hey, something feels wrong.
Why does this Buddha statue look so weird?
Chu Si fell into a trance.
It was already Haishi, and they wasted a lot of time going back and forth.
I never felt the flow of wind, but the flame of the oil lamp in the main hall kept shaking, and the shadow of the flame turned crookedly, like a struggling snake.
Chang Li took a step towards the main hall, and at this step, his body stopped.
The Sanskrit singing that filled the sky seemed to have descended from a vast height and landed in his ears.
It washed back and forth, and the pure and compassionate meaning in it penetrated into his ears like a small snake, almost trying to transform people.
At this moment, he seemed to be in the Kingdom of Brahma.
Looking up, the image of the Buddha above is incredibly compassionate.
The round face seems to be more complete, and even the raised corners of the mouth carry an undoubted Buddhist charm.
He thought that he probably knew exactly how the abbot died.
What I like most about this temple is the people who put down their butcher's knives.
The abbot was originally the one who held the butcher's knife, and so were these people.
Therefore, they also need to be converted, stay in this temple completely, and become another monk wearing light-colored robes, with a compassionate and peaceful expression.
Those who have been converted will never be able to leave this world.
He exhaled slowly, then retracted one of his legs.
He saw a person suddenly appear under the Buddha statue.
It was the monk who asked them for help in the first place.
His expression was incredibly compassionate, and his tone became much louder than the previous low-key and gentle tone: "Donor, why don't you come in and listen to the message of the Buddha?"
After hearing this, Changli stood there and thought for a while, and actually stepped into this hall.
The person who had been following him wanted to hold him, but he stopped her.
Chu Si looked at his calm eyes, was startled for a moment, and stopped stopping her.
She did not follow Chang Li into the main hall, but waited outside the main hall, looking at the scene in the main hall with a little worry.
Although the monk was a little regretful that Chu Si did not follow him in, he was still quite happy with Changli's choice.
His tone was still calm: "Donor, after hearing the voice of my Buddha, you have entered my Buddha's kingdom.
From now on, we will Brother."
But Changli seemed completely unaffected by the all-pervasive Buddha's voice.
When he heard the monk's words, he looked back at the Buddha statue and said with a look of disdain: "Brother, it's up to you."
Just because you want to be my senior brother Changli, who has traveled through thousands of worlds and has countless disciples and grandsons, thinks with disdain of who wants to be a fellow monk with you: