Chapter 767 It’s hard to tell the truth from the false

Chapter 767 It’s hard to tell the truth from the false

Chapter 767 It’s hard to tell the truth from the false
The old monk walked forward slowly, raised his dry palm like a dead branch, and pretended to pick up a flower. His thumb and index finger seemed to be coated with a layer of gold powder, emitting a brilliant golden light.

The finger pointed at the phantom of the golden bell. Cracks spread out from the point where the finger was pointed, and the bell was about to break into pieces.

The girl was horrified, and quickly grasped Wen Rui's jade statue tightly, saying in a trembling voice:

"Teacher, I beg you to:

Grant me a clear mind, like the morning light dispelling fog;

My memories are like a spring, flowing like a river.

Solve my doubts like a sharp knife breaking through a cocoon,
Protect my concentration like a clear mirror without stains."

This prayer is exactly what the believers pray to the Great Emperor Jie Tian. Before exams at all the schools in the Demon Alliance, one can hear the uniform voices of prayer coming from the classrooms.

Perhaps, this is a kind of superstition, but even in modern times, outside the college entrance examination hall, there are still a large group of parents hanging rice dumplings, sticking rice cakes, and dressing their children in red clothes...

But in the magical world of Honghuang, this set of prayers can actually produce metaphysical effects. It can increase the thinking activity of the person praying by 10%, making it easier for people to enter the "flow" state, making it as if they were assisted by God when doing the test papers.

Princess Meiduo was desperate and was trying every possible means. A top student like her, who was known as the favorite of Emperor Jie Tian, ​​could, if she accumulated enough merit points, summon the emperor's avatar to come and help her solve her problems.

In the past, Princess Meiduo would summon the emperor's avatar to help answer her questions, but she had never heard of any student summoning Emperor Jie Tian to come and fight.

Students are students after all, and good students will not be involved in violent incidents, so people have never thought of using the method of summoning the avatar of Emperor Jie Tian to fight against powerful enemies.

Western religions do have quite a few mantras used to summon the Vajra King to descend and exorcise demons. To put it bluntly, it is to fight for monks, which is the so-called "having a heart of a bodhisattva and using thunderbolt methods."

This runs counter to the peace-loving, benevolent and compassionate ideals they have always advocated.

But Western religions have always been eloquent and can make sense of both sides, insisting that this is a "convenient method" designed to save stubborn sentient beings.

"You still want to summon the evil god's Dharma body to come? You are just wishful thinking and struggling to survive!"

The old monk saw through Mei Duo's intention at a glance and sneered, "You have forgotten where you are. The Buddhist holy land is protected by the great power of the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas. No avatar of any foreign god can set foot here!"

Sure enough, after reciting the prayer to summon Emperor Jie Tian, ​​the accumulated merit points were deducted, but the majestic incarnation of the god did not appear in front of him with a smile.

Princess Meadow had summoned him twice before. The first time was when she really encountered a problem, and the second time was simply because she was infatuated with him and was looking for a reason to summon him to talk about life, ideals, etc.

After all, the Jietian Emperor is quite handsome, with three long strands of coquettish beard, and the image of being well-read, patient and instructive. This must be too lethal to a female academic bully like her...

Wen Rui himself didn't know that he was now the only male god in the hearts of girls from all the major universities in the Demon Alliance. I wonder how many knowledgeable girls regarded him as the god of their dreams.

After all, this AI teaching assistant is operated by Jarvis, and he does not have enough energy and patience to answer questions and resolve doubts for hundreds of thousands of students.

Jarvis is not lacking in patience, and his attitude towards summoners is never condescending. His teaching mode is set to be heuristic, giving people a feeling of being bathed in spring breeze and being both a teacher and a friend.

Coupled with Wen Zhong's majestic and righteous face, his lethality to female students must be too strong.

What is even more commendable is that even during the teaching process, some female students could not help but become infatuated with the projection of the clone, Jarvis could make a joke and change the subject to cleverly resolve the situation, instead of acting like a certain monk who was reluctant but willing to accept the situation.

But all this had nothing to do with Wen Rui, he was kept in the dark and knew nothing. Jarvis also thought it was a trivial matter and never reported it to Wen Rui.

Just as the old monk said, under strict defense, the projection of the avatar failed to descend. The reason why Jin Chanzi was able to summon the avatar was that he secretly opened a back door by pretending to be the second disciple of Buddha. This temple strictly abides by the teachings of Buddha and will never let the evil gods, the enemies of Buddha, set foot on the holy land.

The golden bell finally broke into pieces, and the last barrier protecting the girl turned into light dust all over the sky. The old monk had a solemn look on his face, made the vase seal with his hands, chanted the Vajrasattva mantra, and gathered tremendous strength, and smashed it down mercilessly.

It was as if the beautiful princess, who was so weak in his eyes, was an evil ghost in human skin. This blow would smash the painted skin and turn her into a pool of meat paste.

Princess Meadow closed her eyes in despair, quietly waiting for death to come, but after a while she felt no pain at all, so she carefully lifted her eyelids and looked around.

What caught her eye was the familiar tall and strong figure. His broad back was like an indestructible shield, protecting her behind him.

"Impossible, the evil god's Dharma image can never break through the forbidden spells of the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas and set foot on the holy land of Buddhism!"

The old monk's previously calm and world-weary face was now filled with fear, as if he had seen Cthulhu with his own eyes. His wrinkled old face was distorted exaggeratedly.

Standing before him was the Great Emperor Jie Tian, ​​who was majestic and majestic, surrounded by a halo of merit and virtue, wearing a Tiangang star robe, with three long strands of beard moving without wind, and surrounded by the righteous energy of heaven and earth.

The Western Buddhist temple seemed to have turned on a signal jammer. The projection of Wen Rui's clone could not be projected in, but his real body was hiding aside. He only needed to use the magical power of shrinking the earth to change position, and add some LED colored light effects to create the special effect of the arrival of a god.

But it was actually his real body that came to the rescue.

There is no way. These uneducated monks regard telomere wear repair technology as sorcery and magic. Wen Ruike takes it too seriously.

Just based on the value and potential of this technology, humanity must be saved. The loss of such a scientist could affect the course of history.

Pretending to come in person is also to keep a low profile. The threat posed by the clone and the original body is very different.

If the clone descended, the best that the Norbulingka Monastery could do was to summon all the monks in the monastery to attack together.

When the real body arrives, it is very likely that Tathagata will come in person, even if it is to send a warning immediately, inform Lingshan, and ask all the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas to surround and attack it.

After all, the clone has only one percent of the original body's strength, and even if it is shattered, it will only dissipate, and the original body will only lose a little faith and will.

Mobilizing a large army to deal with a clone of a god just when the Western Church is about to face a large-scale attack by the Demonic Mosquitoes is not worth the cost.

As expected by Wen Rui, although the old monk was extremely frightened, he just shouted loudly: "The evil god has arrived, all the monks in the temple quickly gather together, set up the Vajra Demon Subduing Formation, and do our best to subdue the demon!"

The monks on the side quickly made Buddhist hand seals, used their supernatural powers to fly into the air, and surrounded Wen Rui.

"Master, the evil spirit's arrival is of great significance. Shouldn't we quickly inform the Green Tara Bodhisattva and Mahakala Bodhisattva enshrined in this temple to come and subdue the evil spirit?"

Monk Guanghui asked urgently, "Although you have attained the state of an Arhat, I heard that the evil god is notorious for his evil deeds and once defeated five hundred Arhats by himself. Can we resist him?"

"Why should we disturb the Bodhisattva for a mere projection of a clone? It would only make us look incompetent."

The old monk said resolutely: "Don't be afraid, the power of the god's clone is limited, we can destroy it even if we grind it slowly!"

(End of this chapter)