I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon Chapter 83

The monk raised his head and looked at the drone.

Then he laughed, and the cassock fell from the sky and put it on his massive body.

His hands rolled towards the earth, and all kinds of shining equipment and props fell into his hands.

“My Buddha is merciful!” He low recited a Buddha’s name, the heart is happy.

With these things, the host will be happy.

Then he looked back at hill, who was kneeling on the ground and had been thoroughly transformed into a devout monk.

“Fool!” He took up the Buddhist staff and the copper bowl: “let’s go! Let’s go

“My Buddha’s dream needs your contribution!”

Hill stood up stupidly, like a monk, his hands clasped: “yes, master!”

They followed the monk named Fahai and disappeared into the surveillance area of UAV step by step.

…………………………

Zhang Hui looks at everything on the screen.

He could not help swallowing, although the governor often told him that the water in the world was very deep.

Since the revival of aura, all kinds of strange things and strange things emerge in endlessly.

He has indeed seen many strange things that ordinary people can’t imagine in their lifetime.

But today, such changes are still beyond his imagination.

“This master…” He looked at situ he and said, “how did you practice?”

From the data, he was born more than 30 years ago in the Republic era of 2821, and now he is 33 years old.

He was a monk at the age of ten, that is to say, the total training time is only 23 years!

Twenty three years, unknown.

In the twenty-three years, he practiced bitter Zen in Qing Dynasty.

For 23 years, he did not ask the federal empire or the black guards for any resources.

Now, it’s known to the world that you’ve become famous at one stroke!

At this time, Zhang Hui’s mobile phone rang, he picked up to look at the number, and then connected.

“Well…”

“What?”

“Zen master Jinghui passed away five years ago…”

“Well…”

Zhang Hui put down the mobile phone with a strange look.

“What’s the matter?” Situ he asked.

“The person who just contacted the office called and said Zhang Hui looked at the screen: “this Dharma Master’s teacher Jinghui died five years ago…”

“Any questions?” Situ he didn’t quite understand.

“Zen master Jinghui died in love…” Zhang Hui said strangely: “it was a woman from Xinluo who killed Zen master…”

Hearing this, situ he looked strange.

A monk who is rich in wine, meat and wealth, and has cultivated a great virtue monk? And is it a master who can suppress the Duke of the Werewolf in Qin Lu and turn him into a wicked devil’s disciple?

This special

“General situ…” Zhang Hui said: “I remember, this year, the black guards still have a few recommended quota?”

“Well…” Situ he nodded.

“Add the name of Zen master Jinghui.” Zhang huidao.

Situ heleng nodded after a while: “OK, I’ll do it right away!”

The federal Empire, since ancient times, has the tradition of seeking after the late great virtuous eminent monks and virtuous men.

It’s just that you’re going to seal up a rich monk?

It doesn’t sound good to say it.

So

Can only help him beautify

……………………………………

The burly monk leads the naturalized hill through the barrier of reality and dream.

At last he stopped at a door.

“Fool! Go in Said the monk.

Hill put his hands together and said, “master, the disciples are going.”

The monk nodded mercifully.

Then, looking at hill, I stepped into the door.

Hill went in and found himself in a world of steel and machinery.

Huge turrets, suspended in the air.

A large number of mechanical guards are constantly patrolling among them.

Huge cogs appear in the sky.

Click, click

“Good!” Hill clasped his hands together: “South no Gatling Bodhisattva!”

“Praise, the future more steam riveting Buddha

So a miraculous machine came down from the sky and covered him.

Several robotic arms, coming out from all directions.

One by one, the parts were installed into his body, and pieces of steel were melted into his flesh and blood.

He was a headless undead, an apostle to hell.

Therefore, his transformation potential is very strong.

An hour later, a new mechanical guard with two arms and a multi barrel Gatling gun was completed.It went out of the machinery factory that transformed it.

Then raise two arms, aim at the sky, bang bang!

Gatling guns continue to fire.

“Amitabha The sound of the electronic machinery sounded coldly.

A command is sent to its modified electronic brain.

It got it.

The great Gatling Bodhisattva needs it to guard a steel altar for him!

So it goes to a whirlpool and disappears into it.

It will become an eternal guard of that altar.

Until, the merciful Gatling Bodhisattva, came to that world.

…………………………………………

Elizabeth brought thousands of refugees.

Day and night, gathered in front of the steel altar.

They recited the great praises of the gospel of machinery.

Devoting his faith to the great spirit of all opportunities and the merciful Gatling Bodhisattva Gatling, he will become a Buddha in the future!

For they have witnessed the miracle, and the compassion of Bodhisattva Gatling and the greatness of the spirit of all opportunities.

“Ring the Bell once, push the lever…”

After recitation, the steel altar is melting day by day.

Finally

It gradually becomes a real altar under everyone’s annotation.

A whirlpool appears in the center of steel and machinery.

Molten steel flows in it like water.

The sound of mechanical truth comes from it.

A huge steel palm, suddenly protruding from it, grabs the steel floor at the edge of the vortex.

Then its mechanical and steel head pokes out of the vortex.

Then there is its huge body, six or seven meters high.

It crawled out of the whirlpool of the altar, and its two iron and steel arms began to deform, and finally became the sacred object of the great Gatling Bodhisattva – the multi barrel Gatling gun!

It looks at the world indifferently.

The sun overhead, there is not much temperature.

Is being slowly eroded by a terrible evil god.

This world, sad and pitiful.

But it has no feelings, there will be no emotion.

It mechanically walked to Elizabeth in front of the crowd, and her steel feet knelt down.

Elizabeth looked at it, the servant of Gatling.

She knows that this is the Buddha soldiers from the Bodhisattva.

Guard the mechanical temple for her, the guardian of the steel altar.

So she took out the mechanical Gospel and recited the gospel to it: “the way of steel is materialistic…”

“Flesh and blood are bitter and weak, iron and steel are eternal!”

Amen

After listening to the mass, the giant mechanical guard stood up, and then walked to a corner of the altar and integrated his body into it, leaving only half of the mechanical head outside, looking like a giant sleeping in the altar.

From now on, it will wake up only when there are powerful foreign enemies.

And its mission here is very simple.

To liberate the voters of Bodhisattva, let the steel bhiksuni hunt more descendants and minions of evil gods for the merciful Gatling Bodhisattva, so as to obtain more believers.

Prepare for the eternal master, who will eventually come to this world.

He will return!

He will also be doomed to wake up!

………………………………

Py recommended a book “poverty alleviation master”.

Look, you are not picking weeds or Wisteria every day. Are you too poor to buy meat? What about targeted poverty alleviation? I am not only a village flower, but also a village branch secretary!

www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!