Immortal Emperor's marriage

Chapter 271 Monk Statue and Madman

In Luofeng City, the red maple paved the ground, inlaid with three feet, Luo Jiuxuan and the roe deer walked on the red maple, surrounded by various buildings that were either simple, luxurious, magnificent, or exquisite, and people came and went on the road. People are coming, but it doesn't appear to be crowded at all. Everyone's energy and blood are amazing, like an oven, endless, exuberant and boundless, it can be called an outstanding person in any other place.

But in this city, they are just like passers-by, nothing unusual.

The roe deer was amazed to see it. After seeing more, it also recovered from the initial surprise. After all, this is Luofeng City, which includes more than half of the Qingyu Tianjiao and Renlong. Anyone who stops in this city is not Mediocre people.

"Hey, what's that?" Roe Deer looked forward in surprise. Through the thick spiritual fog, he saw a statue nearly a hundred feet tall standing in a corner of the city. Such a tall and mighty statue is so conspicuous in Luofeng City. The sky is full of spiritual fog, and the fallen leaves of the red maple can't cover it.

Luo Jiuxuan looked up and saw that it was a statue of a monk, dressed in cassock, with long eyebrows and drooping shoulders, with a Buddhist bead in his left hand and a Buddha seal in his right hand, his eyes seemed to see through the world of mortals and the world, with a trace of respect for the world. Compassion, there is also a ray of compassion for the world's creatures.

Although it is a statue, it is as vivid as a living thing.

The statue is simple and unpretentious, without any color embellishment, old flaws appear in many places, with traces of time flowing, I don’t know how long it has been standing, it faces the west, as if yearning for the land of bliss in the western sky, but that direction is not only the west In the bliss of the sky, there is another place--Meteor King Forest!

"It's this monk." There was a faint wave in Luo Jiuxuan's eyes, as if recalling the past.

Suddenly, a noise came from under the statue of the monk, which interrupted his thoughts, and he couldn't help looking down.

"It's this lunatic again, who comes here every day to kneel down and pray in front of the monk's image, but he doesn't know what's the use of it."

"It is said that this statue of a monk has existed for a long time. It seems to be thousands of years old. It is indeed very old. It seems to be cast according to the image of an eminent monk who has attained the Tao. Many people have come to worship and pray for blessings. Peace, happiness and longevity are unparalleled, but there is no movement at all, it is obviously not effective, and no one will come to worship over time, this madman has a solid mind."

"Stop praying, lunatic. This statue is just an ordinary statue. No matter how long you worship, it will be useless. There are countless opportunities in the city, and there are as many magical places as stars. There is no need to be entangled in a statue. .”

"Stop persuading him, it's useless to persuade him any more, let him worship if he likes to worship."

The people around had different opinions, and after persuading the lunatic for a while, they dispersed.

"Sure enough, this city is a place where fish and dragons are mixed, where three religions and nine streams gather. There are geniuses and madmen." The roe deer shook his head, a little speechless.

Luo Jiuxuan looked at the lunatic, and saw that he was in rags and tatters, like a beggar, his hair hadn't been washed for a long time, and he described the bird's nest in a mess, the same beard, and his body was even more skinny. It is like a bamboo pole, as if it will be blown down as long as there is a strong wind.

The lunatic knelt down in front of the monk statue, and kept muttering words that made people puzzled: "The big devil, the big devil, she killed many people, the bones filled the deep sea, the flesh and blood built bridges, and the head A huge ship was cast, and countless souls wandered in the abyss, not reincarnated. She didn't stop, she continued to slaughter, the sky turned red, and it rained blood. It was God crying, and ghosts mourning. "

"Ah!" Suddenly, the lunatic yelled, and his face instantly became terrified and uneasy: "She is coming, she is coming to me, monk, save me, save me!"

The lunatic seemed to have seen some kind of great horror, panicked, yelled, and stumbled away all the way.

"It's him." Luo Jiuxuan recognized the identity of the lunatic, thought for a while, and followed him.

(End of this chapter)