Chapter 83 destination

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date="2021-05-11"

title="Chapter 83 destination"

weight="129944"

series = ["I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon"]

mode = "manual"

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The monk raised his head and looked at the drone all over the sky.

Then he smiled and his robe fell from the sky and was placed over his burly body.

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

"my Buddha is merciful!" He recited the name of the Buddha in a low voice, and his heart was filled with delight.

With these things, the master will be happy.

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

"idiot!" He picked up the Zen stick and said to the bronze bowl, "Let's go!" Let's go! "

"my Buddha's dream needs your contribution!"

Hill stood up foolishly and clasped his hands like a monk: "Yes, Master!"

He followed the monk named Fahai, and the two disappeared from the surveillance range of the drone step by step.

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Zhang Hui looked at everything shown on the screen.

He couldn't help swallowing, though the governor often told him that the water in the world was deep.

Since the revival of Reiki, all kinds of strange and strange things have emerged one after another.

He did see a lot of strange things that ordinary people could not imagine for the rest of their lives.

But today's changes are still unimaginable to him.

"this master." He looked at Szeto he and said, "how on earth did you practice?"

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

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

23 years of obscurity.

For 23 years, he practiced bitter meditation.

For 23 years, no resources were solicited from the Federal Empire or the Black Guards.

Now, become famous all over the world!

At this time, Zhang Hui's cell phone rang. He picked it up and looked at the number, then connected it.

"well."

"what?"

"Master Jinghui died five years ago."

"well."

Zhang Hui put down her phone strangely.

"what's the matter?" Asked Situhe.

"the person who just contacted the office called and said." Zhang Hui looked at the screen: "Jing Hui, the Dharma benefactor of this Zen master, died as early as five years ago.". "

"is there a problem?" Szeto he doesn't quite understand.

"Zen Master Jinghui died of emotional murder." Zhang Hui said strangely, "it was a dusty woman from Silla who killed the Zen master.". "

Szeto he listened, looking strange, too.

A monk, who is rich in wine and meat, has cultivated a virtuous and eminent monk? And is it a master who can suppress the werewolf duke of Qin Continent and turn a ferocious devil apostle?

This is fucking.

"General Stu." Zhang Hui said, "I remember, how many recommended places are there for black clothes this year?"

"well." Situhe nodded.

"add the name of Zen Master Jinghui!" Zhang Huidao.

Szeto he froze for a moment before nodding: "OK, I'll do it right away!"

The Federal Empire has a tradition of honoring the late great monks and youdao monks since ancient times.

It's just, chasing a rich monk with wine and meat?

It doesn't sound good to say it.

So.

It can only help him beautify it.

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The burly monk leads the degraded Hill through the barrier between reality and dreams.

At last he stopped at a door.

"you idiot! Go inside! " The monk said.

Hill folded his hands and bowed to the monk: "Master, the disciple has gone!"

The monk nodded mercifully.

Then he looked at Hill and stepped through the door.

When Hill walked in, he found himself in a world of steel and machinery.

Huge turrets are suspended in the air.

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

Huge gears appear in the sky.

Click, click.

"how good!" Hill put his hands together: "Nanwu Gatlin Bodhisattva!"

"praise, there will be more steaming and riveting Buddhas in the future!"

So a miraculous machine fell from the sky and covered him.

Several robotic arms stretched out from all directions.

Install the parts into his body and cast pieces of steel into his flesh and blood.

He was a headless undead, an apostle of hell.

Therefore, he has great potential for transformation.

An hour later, a brand new mechanical guard with multi-barrel Gatlin guns on both arms and two feet was completed.

It went out of the machinery factory that revamped it.

Then raise your arms and aim at the sky, bang!

The Gatling artillery continued to fire.

"Amitabha Buddha!" The sound of electronic machinery sounded coldly.

A command is sent to its modified electronic brain.

It gets it.

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

As a result, it goes to a whirlpool and finally disappears into it.

It will be an eternal guard of that altar.

Until the merciful and compassionate Gatlin Bodhisattva came to that world.

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Elizabeth took thousands of refugees.

Gather in front of the steel altar day and night.

They recited the great praise from the Mechanical Gospels.

Piously dedicate one's own faith to the great spirit of all machines, the merciful Gatlin Bodhisattva, and the future multi-steaming riveting Buddha!

Because they have witnessed miracles, but also witnessed the compassion of Gatlin Bodhisattva and the greatness of the spirit of all opportunities.

"ring the bell once, push the lever."

In chanting again and again, the iron and steel altar melts day by day.

Finally.

It slowly becomes a real altar under everyone's comments.

A whirlpool appears in the center surrounded by steel and machinery.

Melted steel flows in it like water.

The mechanical voice of truth comes out of it.

A huge steel palm stretched out of it and grabbed the steel floor at the edge of the vortex.

Then its mechanical and steel head pops out of the whirlpool.

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

It climbed out of the vortex of the altar, two steel arms, began to deform, and finally became the relic of the great Gatlin Bodhisattva-multi-tube Gatlin cannon!

It looks at the world coldly.

There is not much temperature in the sun overhead.

Is being slowly eroded by a terrible evil god.

The world is sad and pitiful.

But it has no feelings, will not have any feelings.

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

Elizabeth looked at it, the servant of Gatlin Bodhisattva.

She knew that these were the Buddha soldiers descended by the Bodhisattva.

Guard the mechanical temple, the steel altar for her.

So she took out the mechanical gospel and read the gospel to it: "the word of steel is materialistic.". "

"flesh and blood are bitter and weak, and steel lasts forever!"

"Amen!"

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

From now on, it will wake up only when it is attacked by a powerful foreign enemy.

And its mission here is very simple.

Liberate the voters of the Bodhisattva and let the steel bhikkuni hunt more heirs and minions of evil gods and gain more believers for the merciful and compassionate Gatlin Bodhisattva.

Be prepared for the eternal domination that will eventually come to this world.

He will return!

He will also be doomed to wake up!

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