Chapter 1231: Run two steps?
The Arhat holding a bowl is mentally strong enough. As soon as he has a pessimistic thought, he immediately changes his perspective.
Thinking about it on the other hand, if the Gonggong clan were still alive and in their prime, I would not dare to show up even if I had not cast the Wheel of Fortune and was in peak condition.
If you look at it this way, even if both parties are being squeezed, you still have the advantage.
Not to mention anything else, the quality of the alms bowls made by Xibian, especially this special one, is of excellent quality. It can compete with Ruoshui on its own, and it has not been damaged by the Lingzi mother plate in these years.
After explaining himself, the Arhat built up strong self-confidence.
Even facing the ancestral soul's Ruoshui, Jubo Arhat didn't think he would lose.
It’s just the price to pay.
Arhat Dharma's restraint has basically no effect.
Should we recite sutras to save them?
Originally, salvation was not an option. After all, sending them to the west was not a good choice. Western Paradise was not a big place, so how could they have a place?
Besides, this group of people is not easy to deal with. They have their own belief system, and it should be quite difficult to brainwash them.
There is also the most fundamental difficulty. The Arhat has always felt that if you can do something, don't make a fuss, so he is not good at the matter of transcendence.
Especially since he later surrendered to the West. Even though he had the title of Arhat, he could not chant sutras. He had no intention at all. Apart from saying "Amitabha", he really couldn't do anything else.
Just like asking Capricorn Ge and Hong Lei to recite sutras, they will definitely not be able to, even though one identity is the twenty-four heavens and the other identity is the disciple of Buddha, it is so ironic.
It's not possible to be saved, and it's not possible to call for help. So can I just bleed myself?
Before the alms-raising man could figure out what to do, Moon screamed.
"Uncle, it's over, I can't stop it."
It turned out that after the ancestral souls destroyed the Dharma, Ruoshui did not stop at all.
If there were just a few sporadic attacks on the Patriarch, now it was a downpour, completely targeting the two culprits.
Don't blame Moon Maomao, if Ruo Shui is poured all over you, who can bear it?
Mu En couldn't stand it anymore, so he didn't care much about it, but after she called him, he finally thought of a way.
Since you can't attack or defend, what else can you do?
After all, she is also the Fairy of the Moon Palace, so she must get some blood, right?
Thinking of this, he suddenly placed the alms bowl in Munn's arms and grabbed one of Munn's hands.
Moon didn't react at all. He was holding the alms bowl, his hand was still held by the alms bowl, and his face turned red.
What does this mean?
Could it be that the Arhat holding a bowl felt that he could not withstand it and wanted to blow up his soul in order to save face and tell himself his last words and entrust his relics?
This is treating yourself as an intimate.
How virtuous and capable are you?
We started meeting yesterday, and they haven't been dating for long.
Anyway, he has no other choice but to be here.
If you have a bad temper, what can you do if you lose one or two moves, but you don't always lose?
After being beaten away by Cai Gen several times, didn’t he still have trouble thinking about it?
I really can't beat him. I have a teleportation talisman. What's the shame in running away?
It’s just that the spirit is too high, it can’t stand the grievances, and the education of setbacks is not adequate.
I still can't persuade him about this matter. The more he talks about it, the more anxious he becomes. They are all face-saving people.
Forget it, it seems that the supporter I just found is going to be gone, so I should say some words of relief.
After he blew himself up, if he ran away again, it would be considered the end of his kindness.
"Uncle, if you have anything to explain, don't worry, I will definitely do it for you.
Yeah, uncle, what are you doing? ”
The alms-raising Arhat didn't care at all what Moon thought, let alone what she said.
After taking Moon's hand, he placed it above the alms bowl, and then made a slit on her wrist with a slight stroke.
In fact, it is a bit inaccurate to say that the mouth is open, just a little bit of skin, the whole hand is about to fall off.
The arteries, veins, and nerves and bones were all severed, and the blood spurted out like a water gun.
Seeing the blood spurting out, the Arhat holding the alms bowl adjusted the direction of Moon's wrist so that all the blood spurted into the alms bowl. Moon didn't dare to hide or stop the bleeding, so she could only plead.
"Uncle, I have been weak since I was a child. I have severe anemia and cannot shed much blood."
Ignoring Munn's pleas, he slapped Munn's Tianling Cap and shouted loudly.
"Fairy Moon Palace, come out to work and support me."
I don’t know what secret method the Arhat used to lift the alms bowl. After taking this shot, Moon’s eyes suddenly glowed with white light, just like when he summoned the sun and the moon to shine together under the big pit, and the blood on his wrist also started to shine. The bright red turned to golden yellow.
The golden blood is like viscous magma. After entering the alms bowl, it is like water-filled fungus entering the wok. It is more lively than setting off firecrackers.
At this time, the bowl was not only lively, the special effects were also coming out, and the golden light was shining.
Then, the alms bowl in Moon's arms, like the Arhat Dharma, transformed into more than a hundred clones and flew in the direction of the ancestral soul.
During the flight, the bowl continued to grow in size, and finally arrived in front of the ancestral souls, like a pot lid, clasping each ancestral soul.
The ancestral soul was suppressed and was quite dissatisfied. It ran rampant in the alms bowl, like a river crab in a steamer, full of desire for survival.
Although Munn was photographed as the Fairy of the Moon Palace by Raohan, they are one and the same in their thoughts.
The current situation is that the power of the Moon Palace Fairy's soul is consumed to maintain the confinement power of the alms bowl. Moon is so aggrieved that he cries.
It turns out that this old bald donkey didn't want to blow himself up, he just wanted to fight for his life.
"Lohan Venerable, is it necessary?
Even though I, the Moon Palace Fairy, have a humble status, I cannot bully others like this.
Besides, even if I add strength to myself, I still can't refine these ancestral souls. ”
The Arhat who raised the bowl was quite satisfied with the result.
It is not impossible to refine these ancestral souls.
Then you have to spurt out blood yourself, and be determined to die together.
Now we can only be trapped temporarily, which is considered a last resort.
As the old saying goes, even a roll of toilet paper has its meaning.
The best proof right in front of him was that he had discovered Moon's remaining value.
"Fairy Moon Palace, I didn't let you refine them, just trap them temporarily."
"How long will it take for me to be sleepy? I can't hold on for long."
The alms-raising Arhat continued to move forward along the original trajectory.
"It won't take long, the bleeding can't stop.
Otherwise, they will come out and ruin my major project, and all the efforts will be wasted. ”
Seeing the Arhat holding a bowl walking away leisurely, Moon couldn't follow him either.
It wasn't that she didn't dare to move, it was just that her body seemed to be hollowed out and it was difficult to stand. It was too uncomfortable due to the weakness of her soul.
What's leaking out is not blood, and it can't be replenished by taking some Guiyuan ointment.
That is the power of the Moon Palace Fairy's soul. Use it a little, but it will be a little less.
If it is really useless, even if I reincarnate, it will be in vain.
"Uncle, I will try my best to withstand it, but can you run two steps?"
(End of chapter)