Qiankun Storyteller

Chapter 213
"Heavenly Dragon Roar?!"

Everyone's eyes were fixed, inexplicably frightened, but before they could speak, they listened...

"Roar!"

The dragon's roar shook the sky, the void shook, and there seemed to be billowing ripples following the sound.

Dragon Roar, where did Dragon Roar come from?
Everyone didn't know, but this dragon's roar was indeed true, incomparably true, incomparably real, even the body was affected by the impact, the blood was surging, and the mind was shocked.

Shocked, and heard...

"I saw the white-clothed monk opening his mouth in a gesture of swallowing and inhaling, taking in the air from the ten directions and putting it into his chest."

"It's the forbidden move of the Buddhist sect - Tianlong Roar!"

"Why is it banned?"

"Just look at..."

Su Wen knocked on the folding fan, and said in a deep voice: "The monk in white held the flow in his chest, and when he roared out, the sound shook for hundreds of miles, like a dragon roaring nine days, and flew away for more than ten miles, leaving only a little black shadow The huge lame, instantly froze in the air!"

"immediately……"

"boom!"

"There was a loud noise, the flesh and blood exploded, and the huge body of hundreds of feet burst into pieces, like a rain of blood, falling down one after another!"

"hiss!"

As soon as Su Wen finished speaking, he saw the hissing from the audience, and everyone gasped.

"Ten miles away?"

"Kill with a roar?"

"The body exploded?"

"No bones left?"

"This……"

Everyone was shocked and unbelievable.

Su Wen smiled, and explained: "This is the forbidden technique of Buddhism—Tianlong Roar!"

"Why is it banned?"

"Just because the power is too strong and the killing intent is too heavy, those who fall into it will either die or be injured, and there will be no bones left. It really hurts the peace of heaven!"

"Buddhism is based on compassion. Mercy sails across the world to save sentient beings. How can such a killing method be called compassion?"

"Therefore, the Buddhist sect sealed this move and listed it as a forbidden move. Those who are not profound in Buddhism and merciful cannot practice it."

"This……"

Su Wen explained that everyone was confused and understood what he meant, but more questions flooded out.

"Since it hurts the peace of heaven and is listed as a forbidden move, why do you say that those who are not profound in Buddhism and merciful are not allowed to practice?"

Everyone looked at Su and asked.

Su Wen smiled and explained: "There is no good or evil in the law. If the good ones do good, they will do good, and if the evil do evil, they will do evil. Although this move is too powerful, too murderous, and harmful to the peace of heaven, if a practitioner of the Dharma Profound and profound, with great compassion and great compassion, to remove evil and promote good, that is the right path and good fruit, otherwise it will bring disaster to the world and burn life, so those who are not great virtuous monks should not practice."

"I see!"

Everyone suddenly realized, and asked again: "Which virtuous and eminent monk is this monk in white?"

Su asked with a smile, noncommittal: "It's interesting to say, this move is listed as a forbidden move in the Buddhist sect, and non-virtuous monks are not allowed to practice it, but great virtuous monks are intensively practicing Buddhism and transcending the world with compassion, so how can they practice such a murderous move. It has been sealed for many years, and except for the founder, no one has completed it, and finally, it has become a Buddhist legend."

"Then this...?"

"This monk in white is the first successor!"

Su Wen said with a smile: "The sky dragon roared out, screaming for hundreds of miles. Although the giant is a ten thousand year old demon, he was defeated in the water by the monk in white and suffered heavy injuries. No defense at all."

"In this way, if you receive a Heavenly Dragon's Roar, you can imagine the result. The body and spirit are completely destroyed, and there is no bones left."

"Seeing this, the people who had fled far away hurriedly knelt down and worshiped!"

"The white-clothed monk stands in the air, looking down on the kneeling common people, but his brows are furrowed, he hesitates to speak."

"At this moment..."

Su Wen knocked on the folding fan and said in a deep voice.

"In the mountains and forests in the distance, I saw a vision again, and a ghostly aura is looming!"

"Monster Qi?!"

"The monk's eyes froze, he turned around and left, leaving behind a crowd of people, who continued to kneel and worship."

……

"Demon?"

"Have you got a demon spirit?"

"What kind of monster is so courageous, it scares away when it sees this scene?"

Everyone was surprised and looked curious.

Only Zi Yan and Meng Fanyin frowned slightly, feeling uneasy.

Zi Yan couldn't hold back anymore, stood up, and shouted to Su Wen with nervous eyes: "Could it be a white snake and a green snake?"

"This……"

Hearing this, everyone was startled, and then came back to their senses, and finally found something wrong.

Isn't this about the Legend of the White Snake?
What about the white snake?
Just what does this monk do?
Is it...

"He wants to accept demons?"

"No!"

"The white lady is not a demon!"

"Probably not, the white lady has already worshiped Guanshiyin in Emei, how could Buddhist disciples accept her?"

"You can't tell, this monk is so murderous, the devil knows if he is a real Buddhist disciple!"

"The murderous nature, what's the matter with the murderous nature, of course the murderous nature must be serious when dealing with demons, you are so ungrateful that you slander the master, believe it or not, the master slapped you to death?"

Everyone wanted to pass the test and became nervous.

Su Wen smiled and did not explain: "There is a strange phenomenon in the mountain, and the evil spirit looms. The white-clothed monk came in a blink of an eye, and the eyes of the eyebrows were opened, sweeping across the deep mountains and old forests."

"The scenery is so beautiful on a sunny day, the red flowers are green grass, I happily run forward, walking all over the green mountains, hahaha!"

"In the mountains and forests, singing joyfully, it turned out to be an old man wearing a Pilu hat and a white cassock, walking in the green."

"Um!?"

"The monk's eyes were fixed, he descended from the sky, stopped in front of the old man, and shouted in a cold voice."

"Monster, don't show up yet!"

"This……"

Everyone was startled, a little confused.

Su Wen didn't care about it, and continued: "The old man panicked when he saw such a solemn Dharma appearance, and shouted repeatedly: Master, I..."

"shut up!"

"Without waiting for the other party to explain, the monk in white opened his Dharma eyes, and there seemed to be thunder and fire bursting out of his eyes, lighting up the other party's body and mind, terrified, turning around and wanting to run away!"

"Where to go!"

"Great Luo Golden Bowl—Take it!"

"The monk in white yelled loudly, threw out a bowl, and summoned the spell to forcibly capture the demons!"

"The old man is no more than a little demon, how could he be able to fight against such a magic weapon, he was put into the bowl without even wailing, and turned into a spider in his original form!"

"It turned out to be a spider spirit!"

"If the monk says so, he will take the bowl back."

"Seeing this, the spider spirit in the bowl hurriedly wailed, begging to make a sound."

"Master, be merciful, be merciful. Although I am a demon, I have not harmed anyone. I have heard the Dharma at the foot of the Great Golden Buddha in Lingtai Temple. I have received the shadow of a compassionate Buddha. I have a peaceful disposition. I am not a demon. Master, please forgive me." My life, spare my life!"

"This……"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, all astonished, and after a while they tried to say: "Is it the sophistry of a demon?"

Su Wen shook his head, without explaining, and continued:

"shut up!
"A demon is a demon, with a flamboyant tongue and a desire to argue!"

"The monk looked coldly, and walked towards the pavilion next to him with a bowl in his hand."

"The spider spirit was in the bowl, howling mournfully, crying and begging."

"Master, I didn't lie to you, I didn't lie to you. I practiced hard for a hundred years under the great golden Buddha in Lingtai Temple, and I just turned into a human body. You accept me now, and my hundred years of practice have failed. God has the virtue of good life. You He is a merciful, virtuous and virtuous Buddhist monk, please let me go, let me go, I don't want to turn back into a spider!"

"The spider spirit begged bitterly, but the monk ignored it, with an indifferent expression. He came to the pavilion, lifted the pavilion with one hand, threw the bowl into it, and turned away."

(End of this chapter)