Retired Sword God: My Wife Is A Goddess Hunter

Jinshan Temple is the authentic Zen sect. Jinshan Temple on the outskirts of Guangling City faces west, towards the Western Paradise.

It is located on the mountain, with the west gate facing the Huaihe River. All the palaces and pavilions in the temple are scattered on it, including the Main Hall, the Heavenly King Hall, the Galan Hall, etc.

Fahai originally worshiped Master Lingyou of Zen Buddhism. Master Lingyou was the abbot of Shaolin Temple and a master-level expert. After fighting against the five demons from outside the territory, he could not study Buddhism behind closed doors.

After Fahai's ordination, he became an ascetic, practiced Buddhist secret mudra, and cassocked demon-conquering skills to a great level. After becoming the abbot of Jinshan Temple, he left Jinshan Temple to walk in the Western Regions with the belief of conquering demons and saving people in the world. , He will not show any mercy when encountering people from the Demon Cult.

One time, he encountered the descendant of the blood demon Shi Hao. He was injured by the opponent and fled back to Jinshan Temple. In the end, he could not suppress the injuries in his body and passed away some time ago.

In the main hall of Jinshan Temple, the sound of chanting continues, and there is a faint golden Buddha light rising in the sky. The Sanskrit sound seems to be able to purify people's hearts.

Back mountain.

Incense trees were being set up to incinerate Fahai's body, and it seemed as though the sound of chanting sutras was coming from the fire, which made people feel solemn and solemn.

"In the first seat of Huitong, the body of Abbot Fahai has been burned for seven days and seven nights. It is estimated that the holy relics will appear soon, which will bring a bloody storm to Jinshan Temple." Master Jueyuan, the elder of Xitang (one of the four leaders), had his eyelids drooped, and his tone was A bit helpless.

"Every cause must have an effect. If Buddhism cannot protect the holy relic, it means that it has other uses. I just hope it will not fall into the hands of evil spirits." Huitong is the candidate for the next abbot of Jinshan Temple, but now facing such a big turmoil, there is no time The ordination ceremony was carried out, so the monks still addressed him as the first one.

Buddhism pays attention to cause and effect in everything. In Huitong's view, if Abbot Fahai had not insisted on walking in the Western Regions, he would not have encountered the descendants of the blood demon Shi Hao, nor would he have been seriously injured, leading to his death.

Now the holy relics have become a hot potato, and Buddhism cannot be saved at all, unless the reclusive master Lingyou of Shaolin Temple comes in person.

"Oh, I don't know who ordered the Iron Blood Gang. Those gang members have been staying at Jinshan Temple and are clearly waiting for the holy relics to appear!" A trace of anger flashed across Jue Yuan's face. Although the Iron Blood Gang is somewhat famous in the world , but how can it be compared with Shaolin?

If Jinshan Temple hadn't been in troubled times, Jue Yuan would have gone to the Iron-Blooded Gang headquarters for a tour to let the group of people who knew nothing about life and death know what it means to be an angry-eyed King Kong!

"Jueyuan, why are you so angry again? I know Tie Xintang quite well. He seems to be ruthless, but in fact he is timid and fearful. He has no guts to trouble Jinshan Temple. I'm afraid there is someone else behind it. ." Huitong sat cross-legged, put his hands in front of his abdomen, placed his right hand on his left hand, and connected the tips of his two thumbs. This mudra indicated that he wanted to enter meditation and calm his mind.

Jue Yuan saw Huitong's meditation seal and knew that it was warning him to meditate and not to get angry easily. Then he also sat cross-legged, but he covered his right knee with his right hand and touched the ground with his fingers to show that he was subduing the demons. .

"Alas..." Hui Tong saw that Jue Yuan did not listen to his advice at all, and actually entered Zen with the Demon Subduing Seal. He could only sigh helplessly. He slowly closed his eyes and twisted the one hundred and eight beads hanging around his neck with both hands. Buddha beads, chant sutras in a low voice.

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"Uncle, there are so many people in Jinshan Temple!" Lian'er looked around curiously. This was her first time to burn incense in the temple.

In fact, most of the guests are from the Iron-Blooded Gang, so that when the holy relic is born, they will cause chaos as soon as possible.

"Amitabha, may I ask why the donor is here." The young novice in charge of welcoming guests clasped his hands. Even though Jinshan Temple was in a troubled time, the monk here seemed very calm, as if he had seen through the world of mortals.

And even though they knew the purpose of the Iron-Blooded Gang, they still did not close the door to thank guests, but instead treated them as if they were normal.

"Worship Guanyin and ask for a child." Su Han returned the greeting and said lightly.

"Donor, please come with me." The little novice monk held the Buddha's gift in one hand and lowered his head to lead them to Guanyin.

"This scholar is so brave. He dares to come to Jinshan Temple to worship Guanyin and ask for a child at this time."

"The little maid next to him is very beautiful. If he can play with her for one night, his life will be shortened by ten years."

"Shhh, keep your fucking voice down. This is Mr. Su Han from Hanwen Academy, and his wife is Qin Hongluan, the head catcher of Guangling City."

Since ancient times, people have not fought with the government, let alone gangs who are in the business of licking blood with knife blades. Once they fall into the hands of the government, you can imagine their fate.

What's more, if you meet the selfless Qin Hongluan, you will have to be torn apart even if you don't die.

Over time, all the gangs in Guangling City hated Qin Hongluan, but most of them were afraid of falling into her hands.

"Damn it, I'll kill that bitch sooner or later!"

"Don't tell me, Qin Hongluan is really good-looking and has a good figure. If she didn't have a government background, it would be great for the brothers to snatch her up and have fun!"

"Say less and don't forget our mission this time."

The leading helmsman is very cautious. He knows what it means to speak out. It is not appropriate to cause trouble at this time, otherwise the method of destroying the Zen demon Buddha will not be simple.

He still clearly remembered the scene in the morning when he helped Tie Xintang's concubines collect the bodies, and he almost vomited his stomach at that time.

Mie Chan is worthy of the title of the Demonic Buddha, and his actions are even crueler than those of the Demonic Cult.

Given Su Han's level, he heard every word of the Tagged Gang's chat, and a cold murderous intent flashed in Su Han's eyes.

There is no longer any need for the Iron Blood Gang to exist. No matter how capable the people behind it are, no one can save the person Su Han has sentenced to death!

Arriving at the Guanyin Pavilion, Su Han put the incense money into the merit box, and the young novice brought three sticks of respectful incense.

This kind of incense is used to pray for marriage, children, and high school. In general, it is the incense used to make wishes.

If I want peace of mind, I must use pure incense to get rid of greed and distracting thoughts, so that my heart is filled with purity.

The third type is called compassion incense, which is burned for better and better future and more blessings.

Therefore, the novice monks who lead the way will ask the guests’ wishes in advance and give different incense.

Whether it is effective or not, only God knows.

"Please bless me, the descendants, and my uncle and I will have a son soon, preferably ten or eight." Lian'er lit the respectful incense and made a wish for Su Han and Qin Hongluan devoutly.

If Qin Hongluan knew that the little girl wished to have ten or eight children, he would probably give her a song: Listen to me and thank you...

In fact, Su Han didn't believe in the gods and Buddhas in the sky, but he had a sense of awe and would not joke about such things.

"I would like to ask, little master, if there are any spare guest rooms in Jinshan Temple." Su Han sensed an invisible power fluctuation in the back mountain and estimated that the holy relics would appear tonight.

"How many more are there?" the young novice answered truthfully.

"Please, little master, please prepare us a meal and a guest room." After Su Han finished speaking, he took out a few pieces of broken silver from his arms again and put them into the merit box.

"No problem. After the female benefactor has finished worshiping the Bodhisattva, the poor monk will take the two benefactors to the guest room." Seeing his generous spending, the little novice monk suddenly smiled on his face.