Look In the Mirror - Vol 2 Chapter 715

Chapter 715 Will plan to plan

Jingle~

Jingle ~

Busy sounds on Muduo Mountain came and went.

The disciples of Wulu Chanyuan made them separately according to the type of parts.

Then it will be transported to the designated location by the disciples of other Zen monasteries to complete the unified assembly.

This is the production process formulated by Fozi Lichen when Wulu Chanyuan was founded.

is actually the assembly line from the previous life.

Looking at all kinds of parts, they are transported from the mountain to the mountain in an orderly manner.

Finally assembled in the hands of disciples of Wulu Chanyu.

The exquisite huts are done in this way.

The so-called Qianji Jiange is actually more like Qianji Jiange.

The sharp corners are upright, with eaves on all sides.

It can be made at will, but the map can be omitted.

But it is very different from the general pavilion.

First of all, all the materials of Qianji Jiange are wrapped in red gold iron sheet, so that they can prevent fire and are not afraid of sharp weapons.

Secondly, the four sides of the pavilion are connected, but the Qianji Jiange is only connected on two sides, and there are small windows on the other two sides for security. In addition, even the roof is equipped with a lookout that can be opened and closed. ,

Finally, there is a mechanism under the Jiange. If you move the mechanism, the Jiange will change.

It is actually a masterpiece of mechanism art.

In addition, all individuals can be combined into a whole.

Two-in-one, three-in-one, four-in-one… so you can occupy a more dangerous position.

From a distance, it looks like a pavilion made of countless pavilions.

And this is also the reason why Qianji Jiange got its name.

As thousands of machine sword pavilions were transported to various traffic arteries, the defensive formation of Shasheng Temple also took shape.

bang bang bang~

Behind him came the rhythmic knocking sound of the wooden fish.

Li Geng frowned.

I don’t know why, but now he feels a terrible headache when he hears this voice.

It’s like… It’s like a bug is churning in my head.

During this period of time, his memory was much worse.

When I close my eyes at night, I start to have strange dreams.

In the dream, it seemed that someone was talking to me, and he felt very kind and convincing.

The voice made him take a longer walk in the Shasheng Temple to pay attention to the changes.

Li is even more ignorant.

But in my heart, I still choose to follow the arrangement of the voice inexplicably.

The next day, he would walk around the Killing Temple to observe the changes on Mount Killing.

“Brother~”

As the former chief of Sanbao Temple.

Many disciples knew him.

Seeing them salute, Li Geng just put his palms together in return, because he doesn’t remember the person in front of him at all.

“Amitabha~”

“Amitabha~”

Looking at the seniors shuttled back and forth, Li Geng was very puzzled.

Why did Shasheng Temple suddenly become so busy?

He couldn’t figure it out, and planned to find out.

Walking out of Sanbao Temple, following the flow of people, he came to the foot of Muduo Mountain.

Muduo Mountain is near the Shasheng Temple, and in front of it is the only road leading to the Shasheng Temple.

At this moment, the disciples are working together to lift the pavilion-like huts onto the back of the ‘Lunar Bone Consonance’.

Because the outside of the ‘Qianji Jiange’ is covered with a layer of red gold iron, it looks small, but it is actually very heavy.

Each moon bone spirit can only carry two seats.

Under the guidance of his disciples, Moon Bone Lingxi carried the hut to the various entrances and exits of Shasheng Temple.

Li felt even more curious, so he grabbed a disciple who was fishing and asked, “Junior brother, what are these huts?”

The disciple who was fishing, turned his head and saw that it was actually senior brother Li Geng, the original chief of Sanbao Temple, and Dang even lowered his head in panic: “Amitabha~”

“Brother, I… this is just a break~”

In fact, Li Geng knew that he had been slacking off for a long time.

“Ahem, Amitabha.”

“Junior brother, don’t be nervous.”

“I’m just casually curious.”

That disciple breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the gentle expression on his senior brother’s face: “Senior brother, don’t you know?”

Li Geng shook his head slowly.

Seeing this, the disciple became interested: “Brother, this is called the ‘Warm Wind Pavilion’, it can shelter from the wind and rain, and it can also pass through people below.”

“Isn’t the monster race going to attack our Shasheng Temple? Put these pavilions on the only way in and out of the Shasheng Temple. At that time, disciples can rest in the warm wind pavilion while guarding~”

“Eating and sleeping are both right, so it can be regarded as waiting for work at leisure.”

Li Geng suddenly realized when he heard the words.

Indeed, the Yaozu traveled thousands of miles south to the Shasheng Temple, exhausted and in unbearable pain.

On the contrary, with the help of the warm wind pavilion, Shasheng Temple can easily defend itself.

“I see.”

“You guys really worked hard.”

“It’s not hard work, it’s not hard work~” The junior brother who touched the fish smiled and wiped his bald head, and there was not even a drop of sweat on his hands.

After waiting for Li Geng to turn around and leave, the little junior brother put away the smile on his face, and walked towards the temple in a blink of an eye.

Sasheng Temple, Send Zen Palace.

The three elders and the six heads are all here.

“When he hears the sound of the wooden fish now, he looks like he is in pain. It seems that the heart-biting Gu has been deeply rooted in his brain.” Lonely Zen Master shook his head silently.

“Oh, it’s a pity to Li Geng this child.” Chan Master Ji Mie, the head seat of Sanbao Temple, sighed.

He is Li Geng’s master, and he valued Li Geng very much in the past, otherwise he would not have been allowed to become the chief of Sanbao Temple.

Seeing Li Geng’s appearance at this time, I couldn’t help feeling sorry for him.

Beside the Zen master Ji Yong, he murmured and comforted: “Brother, although there is no cure for the heart-biting Gu, but there is no outbreak of spawning, Li Geng’s nephew should be safe.”

Zhan Master Ji Mie shook his head and sighed: “Even if he is alive, he probably doesn’t even remember me as a master now.”

Heart-eating Gu enters the brain and eats the brain, and the host will also lose memory.

If a person has no memory, what is the difference from the walking dead?

Seeing his deplorable appearance at this moment, all the monks were silent.

On the contrary, the lonely monk suddenly remembered something and said: “The poor monk once heard from his little disciple Lisao that the Buddha once captured a wild beast in the Miluo River, and its name was: Chiqi.”

“This beast only eats curses and Gu poison.”

“Maybe let Li Geng try.”

Hearing this, Zen Master Ji Mie’s eyes lit up.

But then a bit of embarrassment flashed across his face.

Speaking of which, before Li Chen became a Buddhist disciple, Li Geng had some issues with him.

However, he also knew that with the magnanimity of the Buddha, he naturally didn’t care about the past.

“Thank you, brother. In the future, the poor monk will bring Li Geng to visit the Buddha.”

Chan Master Ji Mie clasped his hands together and saluted eleven times, but the joy on his face could not be hidden.

After all, he was the most valued disciple in the past, so if he could save him, he would naturally save him.

But at this moment, Zen Master Hui An suddenly said, “The Gu worms on Li Geng’s body are not fatal yet.”

“Now is the time when the two armies are confronting each other.”

“Li Geng has already entered the game, so don’t act too hastily.”

As soon as these words came out, Zen Master Ji Mie froze for a moment, then nodded immediately: “Uncle Master is right.”

“Then after a while, the poor monk will take him to visit the Buddha.”

(end of this chapter)