Starting his cultivation from marrying the Weaver Girl

Chapter 12 Lotus
"clang!"

A melodious bell sound came to Lin Yao's ears, and he sighed softly.

"It's midnight."

Just as he was about to open the door, he suddenly felt a familiar breath.

"Weaving fate?"

The door was broken and the Weaver Girl, covered in blood, was lying on the ground.

"How could it be like this?"

Although this scene has been seen in yellow cowhide.

But Lin Yao still didn't expect that the Weaver Girl would be in such a miserable state.

He quickly bent down and picked up the Weaver Girl.

"Are you feeling sorry for me, young master?"

The Weaver Girl couldn't help but chuckle, and some blood seeped out of her mouth.

Lin Yao frowned. This woman is still not behaving herself.

"You are seriously injured, so don't move. What happened?"

Just as he was about to put the Weaver Girl on the bed, he suddenly felt a shadowy aura coming from behind him.

Zhinu instantly grabbed his shoulders and they both disappeared into the room.

The next moment, they arrived at Lanruo Temple.

After Lin Yao saw the scene clearly, he couldn't help but feel nervous.

The scene in the temple was exactly the same as what Huang Niupi had described, and even better.

"cough."

The Weaver Girl beside him spat out blood again and could no longer stand steadily.

He helped her up, but his eyes were always on Lanruo in the temple.

The aura emanating from the latter now does not seem like that of a high-level monk at all.

The Buddha's Hand Lotus was wreaking havoc on the faith puppets, so much so that Lin Yao could hear the chewing sounds while standing on the top of the hall.

"Ok?"

Lan Ruo, who was enjoying the blood energy coming from the Buddha's Hand Lotus, noticed Lin Yao's gaze.

He looked towards the top of the hall, and the figures of the two people made him laugh.

When Lan Ruo's eyes locked on Lin Yao, her excitement was beyond words.

"Future Karmic Body! I like this gift."

"Boom!"

Lin Yao only heard a noise coming from above his head.

When he looked up, he found that a Buddhist image had appeared above his head, but that image was gloomy and cold.

The Dharma image opened his eyes, and Lin Yao, who was being stared at, felt as if the blood in his body was frozen cold.

The Buddha's hand pressed down, and embroidery thread appeared behind the Weaver Girl, and her whole body trembled as she pushed herself upwards.

"If possible, please help me delay it for as long as possible."

His voice came to Zhinu's ears, and then she was pushed aside.

Lin Yao looked at the Buddha's palm that was pressing down on him, but his gaze turned to Lanruo in the temple, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

The Buddha's palm pressed down.

The hall collapsed and Lin Yao's figure disappeared.

The Weaver Girl fell to the ground, looking at the ruins in front of her with a dull expression.

She didn't expect that Lin Yao's final choice would be to push her away.

"My dear, you really surprised me."

She lay on the ground, and the embroidery thread kept tearing the surrounding faith puppets.

"Never mind. This time, you've taken away the control of Destiny Weaver again."

The Buddha's hand lotus under Lan Ruo's feet trembled, but his eyes were filled with excitement.

He felt that the response body among the three bodies had begun to revive.

"Thank you, goddess, for giving me such a great gift."

Lan Ruo's laughter echoed as he walked down from the Buddha's hand lotus and tore the body of the faith puppet apart wantonly.

"The scent of blood is truly sweet."

With Lin Yao's body, he no longer needed these puppets that provided him with blood and energy.

Now I'm just behaving like this for fun.

He walked up to Zhinu and gently lifted her chin.

There was undisguised disgust on Zhinu's face.

"You're right, you really do look like that little green snake." Lan Ruo thought for a moment and shook her head.

"Maybe more like that little fox."

A streak of scarlet light pierced through the body of the faith puppet and pierced Lan Ruo's back, but when it pierced into the blue robe, it only caused one of the wronged souls in the robe to dissipate.

"Sacrificing the entire city to achieve your own enlightenment makes you nothing more than a false Bodhisattva."

Hearing the provocative words, Lan Ruo was not angry, but laughed out loud.

"Didn't you also trap those people in the village for a hundred years? Did you enjoy the screams as well?"

He smiled, his face full of enjoyment.

"I remember that on the day of the ritual, those idiots thought I was some high-ranking monk and even knelt on the ground, calling me Master. But when they realized something was wrong, those voices were truly beautiful."

Lan Ruo pulled Zhinu up and pinched her face with her hands.

"The Heaven Palace has long ceased to exist, and the gods and Buddhas in the sky have disappeared. You are the only one left in this world, a broken goddess. Speaking of which, I really can't bear to kill you. How about becoming my Taoist partner and sharing the journey to heaven together?"

Hearing this, the Weaver Girl suddenly stopped struggling.

She tilted her head and looked at Lan Ruo.

"My young master is indeed smart."

This made the latter a little confused.

I just heard the Weaver Girl continue to speak.

"You really are a lecherous monk. From the beginning till now, the divine punishment at the Rebirth Inn must be very painful."

Lan Ruo's palm suddenly became brimming with veins and gradually tightened.

The Weaver Girl continued to smile as if she didn't feel any pain.

"During the day, you transform into a bodhisattva. At night, you slaughter everyone in your own paradise. What do you think you are? A Buddha? Or an Asura?"

"you wanna die!"

Lan Ruo finally tore off her hypocritical appearance.

Throw the Weaver Girl into the restored hall.

"Wait until I refine and achieve the incarnation, then I will come and deal with you."

The Weaver Girl leaned against the front of the hall, looking at the palace door slowly closing.

"Young Master, I can only help you up to this point."

Lin Yao slowly opened his eyes.

There was a bloody world in front of him. He was now lying in a river of blood, and the bloody smell was sickening.

"Is this the world within the Buddha's hand lotus?"

He tried to get up when he felt a sharp pain in his leg.

"broken."

Lin Yao supported himself on the ground with his hands and crawled to the shore.

His legs were bloody and mangled by the power of the Buddha's hand, so he reached out and touched them.

"Fortunately, it's not broken, just a few injuries."

He looked around and saw many broken bodies of faith puppets beside him. Hands kept reaching out from the surrounding walls to devour them.

"It seems that this Buddha's Hand Lotus is the treasure that Lan Ruo uses for sacrifice and refinement."

Now unable to move, Lin Yao simply sat on the shore.

"When I saw Fahai today, he was completely different from the one I saw during the day,"

He thought about it carefully, and the pair of dark eyes left a deep impression on him.

"This time, there was no filth under Fahai's feet, and he never mentioned that he was a monk when he spoke. So, has he been contaminated by filth now?"

"Yes."

A familiar voice came from behind.

When Lin Yao looked back, he saw the three-headed arhat dragging his broken body here.

Two of her heads had become much more blurred, and the only thing that remained solid was her silent telepathy.

The clairvoyance can see through the illusions of the world, but it does not see the corresponding things. The clairaudience can know everything in the world, but it does not hear the corresponding things. The clairvoyance can understand the thoughts of the world, but it does not speak the corresponding things. This monk is very calculating.

But since the three-headed arhat can still survive here, is there anyone else existing in this Buddha's hand lotus?

Just as Lin Yao was thinking about it.

The pool of blood in front of him suddenly surged, and a green shadow flashed by.

Lin Yao only felt a fishy smell coming.

The three-headed arhat spoke again.

"Green snake!"

(End of this chapter)