脱了老师的裙子猛然进入

Chapter 3910 - 3910: It Depends On Your Ability

Feng Jiu looked at him and asked: “What do you want me to do for you?”

“Haha, there is no hurry. Let’s wait until after you get the Golden Lotus!” The white-browed monk replied.

Master Yijie sat quietly at the side looking at Feng Jiu with his hands clasped together. He didn’t show any hint of surprise at the white-browed monk’s words, as if he had expected this.

“Benefactor, raise your head and look at the Buddha’s eyes.” The white-browed monk said, he still had the same kind look on his face.

Feng Jiu raised her head and did as she was told. She looked at the Buddha in the main hall. When her clear eyes met the big Buddha’s eyes, she felt shock in her heart, the shadowless world seemed to pass before her eyes.

“The Primordial Golden Lotus is inside, benefactor, go and find it!” The white-browed monk said, then with a flick of his hand, a ray of light flashed across and Feng Jiu, who had been sitting cross-legged on the cushion disappeared from the hall.

“Master?”

Leng Hua was slightly startled. He looked around and couldn’t help but raised his head and looked at the Buddha’s eyes. However, all he felt was a flash in front of his eyes and he fainted.

Looking at the unconscious Leng Hua, the white-browed monk said to the other monks: “Send this benefactor to rest!”

“Yes.” The eight monks on either side responded. They suppressed their surprise and stood up to take Leng Hua out to hand over to the other disciples to settle him down to rest.

After they left, Master Yijie asked: “Does Venerable plan to give the Primordial Golden Lotus to the female benefactor?”

The white-browed monk smiled and said: “You and I both know that she is not any ordinary human. Buddha is merciful. If she really needs to use our Buddhist sacred items, what harm is there in giving it to her?”

He paused, then clasped his hands together and murmured: “Amitabha, it’s just that I don’t know if she will be able to get the Primordial Golden Lotus…” Monk Yijie also murmured softly, lowering his eyes and clasping his hands together.

At the same time, Feng Jiu felt confused. The scene in front of her had changed, and when she had calmed down, she found that she was in a place that was filled with the scent of blood.

She looked around and saw that there seemed to be a forest near her. There were no bodies on the ground, but blood was splattered on the ground. The scent of blood filled the air and there were bursts of wailing and screaming faintly coming from the forest…

“Give me back a life… give me back my life…’

“Feng Jiu, Feng Jiu… come down and accompany us…”

The voices sounded like wolves howling, echoing in her ears. She frowned and took a look, only to see that the scene in front of her had changed again. The forest that was in front of her had become pitch black and waves of dark wind whistled through from the, making her hairs on her skin stand.

As she looked at the scene changing in front of her, Feng Jiu frowned slightly. Where was this? Why was she here? Why would there be a bloody place in the place of Buddhism?

The bell on her waist swayed, making a crisp tinkling sound. She gathered her mind and stepped forward. The ghosts around her howled and bared their teeth and claws, as if waiting for an opportunity to pounce.

She glanced coldly, and just when she was about to look away, she caught a glimpse of a ghostly figure that looked like a cultivator who had died at her hands.

She was startled and thought to herself: This is not a place of Buddhism. Could this be a dreamland of her own memories? No, that’s not right. If it was a hallucination, those people shouldn’t have appeared.

She pursed her lips and walked forward. Suddenly, several black shadows rushed towards her howling. She frowned and a cold light flashed in her eyes. She raised her hand and launched an attack. She brought down flames with a fierce airflow and those black shadows disappeared without a trace..