Chapter: 254
After I landed, the two monks named Honghui and Hongji ignored me and rushed towards me.
They were much more powerful than the monks who bullied the little monks in the alleys before, and they obviously had learned kung fu.
The two of them scuffled with me, and I quickly fell behind.
I think these two should be the warrior monks in Lingyin Temple.
However, no matter how great the kung fu is, the talisman in my hand is not that great. Before coming to Hangcheng, I prepared a lot of talismans to carry with me.
When these two monks were unprepared, I threw out two talismans and stuck them on their heads.
The two monks were in a trance for a moment, and I directly punched them in the face with two punches.
Looking at the delirious monk I beat, I looked at Wangji in front of me again, and said, "Today I have to take Shenzang away!"
And Wang Ji in front of him sneered.
He didn't have the slightest panic, he just listened to him: "It turns out that he is also a member of the metaphysics, but we punish our disciples, and no one can stop us!"
After Wangji finished speaking, a monk that I had never seen before appeared behind him. This monk looked very young, his face was calm, and he had an extraordinary and elegant temperament.
"Senior Brother Hongchen!" the little monk beside me said in surprise.
I understood in my heart, no wonder this monk looks a little different from the others. It turns out that he is the senior brother of Lingyin Temple.
"Hongchen, first capture the Shenzang. As for the person who broke into my Lingyin Temple at night, after dealing with the Shenzang, he will also be pressed into the Black Buddha Cave later!" Wangji said again.
"Yes."
The monk named Hongchen nodded slightly, and then walked towards me calmly. He composed the compilation and began to recite the Buddhist scriptures in his mouth.
I didn't care about it at first, but soon, when the Buddhist scriptures he recited entered my ears, I had a painful feeling that my soul was forcibly separated from my body.
I lost the ability to act in pain.
This, what method is this?
But no matter what method this is, I understand that this senior brother Hongchen from Lingyin Temple is also a member of the metaphysics world.
Hong Chen glanced at me lightly, as if to say to me, that's all.
Then he walked to the edge of Shenzang and said, "Junior brother Shenzang, follow me, brother will take you to the Black Buddha Cave."
I always feel that this Hongchen's indifference is just pretending, and it is impossible for his Taoism to have surpassed his master's forgetfulness and reach the realm of no joy and no sorrow.
At this moment, I hurriedly stimulated the saint's energy. After the saint's energy appeared, the painful feeling of separation of soul and flesh began to disappear. I came to Hong Chen's side and grabbed him.
Hong Chen looked at me unexpectedly, his eyes full of wonder.
I don't care about him, I punched him directly.
The dignified senior brother of Lingyin Temple was stunned by my punch.
For a moment, Hong Chen's face could no longer pretend to be calm, his eyes widened with anger, and the veins on his neck burst out.
Hong Chen didn't fight back at me, but started to recite the Buddhist scriptures in his mouth again.
However, with the protection of the holy spirit, these Buddhist scriptures have no effect on me at all.
"Hong Chen, retreat!"
At this time, Wang Ji, who was not far away, seemed to see my saintliness, and he shouted loudly.
I saw that there was a Zen staff in his hand at some point.
As soon as this Zen staff appeared, the entire Sutra Collection Pavilion was instantly shrouded in golden light.
I frowned.
The Zen stick that appeared in Wang Ji's hand was not an ordinary thing!
The moment the Zen staff appeared, my saintly energy was slightly suppressed.
"Also in the metaphysics world, if you trespassed into my Lingyin Temple, even if I killed you on the spot, the outside world wouldn't say anything!" Wang Ji held a Zen staff and looked at me coldly.
I frowned and remained silent.
The Zen staff in Wang Ji’s hand brought me a lot of pressure. In addition, as the head of Lingyin Temple, he must have more than just a Zen staff. Just relying on my sainthood, I might not be able to handle it.
"Uncle is holding a nine-ring compassion tin stick in his hand, which is my master's magic weapon. Hurry up." The little monk grabbed my clothes and reminded me.
I was stunned, the law, the magic weapon!
No wonder this kind of power is actually a magic weapon.
Wangji was holding the nine-ringed tin stick of compassion, the magic weapon, and he just pointed the end of the stick toward me.
A huge pressure passed over my body and pressed down on my soul, and my sainthood seemed to be bound by a large net!
I felt like I was hit in the head, my chest was tight and I spit out a mouthful of blood.
Is this the power of magic weapons?
But no matter how strong the magic weapon is, it is only a magic weapon after all.
I silently prepared to draw out the picture of Zhuxian.
Although Zhu Xiantu is not a complete innate spiritual treasure, I believe that it is still not a problem to deal with magic treasures.
However, at this moment, the Shenzang beside me stood in front of me, and he shouted at Wangji, "Stop hitting! Uncle Shi, don't hit! I'll go with you! Buddha Cave! I am willing to accept the punishment from the temple!"
"It's too late! This son will die today!" Wangji said indifferently.
Unexpectedly, the little monk directly grabbed Wangji's magic weapon, the nine-ring compassion tin stick, and said in a weeping voice, "Uncle Shi wants to kill him, then he will kill me too! I won't live anymore!"
The little monk's move still moved me a bit, even though Wangji couldn't kill me even if he had the magic weapon, it made me understand that I didn't treat him in vain.
I looked at Wangji, thinking that even if the little monk was to die, he probably wouldn't show mercy to me. His killing intent was decisive, and this battle was inevitable.
But what surprised me was that Wangji glanced at the little monk, and put down the tin stick in his hand, he said, "In that case, Honghui, Hongji, press Shenzang into the Black Buddha Cave."
The two monks were about to set up the little monk and drag him away.
"Wait!" The little monk said again.
"Shen Zang, what do you want to do?" Wang Ji asked.
The little monk walked up to me, he returned the bank card I gave him, and said in a low voice, "Brother Chen Nian, I may not be able to get out of the Black Buddha Cave for a long time, can you help me? Money for my mother? Please."
"I can deal with your uncle, you don't have to go to the Black Buddha Cave." I said.
Although I may not be able to play the forgetting machine, it is still possible to protect a little monk.
"I violated the precepts of the monastery, and I am willing to be punished." The little monk refused me.
After speaking, he walked to the monk's side.
The two monks detained the young monk.
Wangji looked at me at this moment, and said coldly, "Next time you break into my Buddhist scriptures pavilion, I will not be merciful! Hurry up and leave my Lingyin Temple!"
I frowned.
The little monk was taken away, and I was expelled from Lingyin Temple.
Outside Lingyin Temple, a trace of doubt appeared in my mind.
Logically speaking, Wangji wouldn't let me go so easily, why did the little monk give in because he was forced to die?
Given the position of the little monk in Lingyin Temple, Wangji should not care about the life and death of the little monk.
But no matter what, it's a good thing that Wangji doesn't want the little monk to die, so that I can temporarily relax.
I held the bank card in my hand, and I wasn't going to give the money to his mother on his behalf. I wanted the little monk to give it himself.
Although the little monk kept saying that he was willing to be punished, I understood that he just didn't want me to fight Wangji, so I would rescue the little monk from the so-called Black Buddha Cave.
Of course, before that, I have to address one other thing.
Thinking about it, I took out the remnants of the golden pen book about Master Fang Guang in my pocket.
I have to take a good look at what kind of character Master Fang Guang is and what he has done in Lingyin Temple.
The first thing written on the residual page is the basic information of Fang Guang.
There is more information on this than I can find on the Internet.
Master Fang Guang was an orphan since he was a child. In the 1980s, he was brought back to Lingyin Temple by Master Dabei, the abbot of Lingyin Temple. One of several monks with Buddhist roots, at the age of thirty-five, he realized the Buddha and China, and he is also the only candidate for the next abbot of Lingyin Temple.
Seeing this, there is no big problem. How can ordinary monks solve the bad luck in me, and only this kind of amazing and brilliant generation, Senior Brother Jiang will let me come to him.
But just as I continued to look down, my eyes gradually widened and I looked stupid!
Layman Xu Shiguang violated the precepts of prostitution, seized his Dharma title, was expelled from the monastery, and was forbidden to step on any Buddhist places for life!
Violate prostitution! ? JrNovels.com
They were much more powerful than the monks who bullied the little monks in the alleys before, and they obviously had learned kung fu.
The two of them scuffled with me, and I quickly fell behind.
I think these two should be the warrior monks in Lingyin Temple.
However, no matter how great the kung fu is, the talisman in my hand is not that great. Before coming to Hangcheng, I prepared a lot of talismans to carry with me.
When these two monks were unprepared, I threw out two talismans and stuck them on their heads.
The two monks were in a trance for a moment, and I directly punched them in the face with two punches.
Looking at the delirious monk I beat, I looked at Wangji in front of me again, and said, "Today I have to take Shenzang away!"
And Wang Ji in front of him sneered.
He didn't have the slightest panic, he just listened to him: "It turns out that he is also a member of the metaphysics, but we punish our disciples, and no one can stop us!"
After Wangji finished speaking, a monk that I had never seen before appeared behind him. This monk looked very young, his face was calm, and he had an extraordinary and elegant temperament.
"Senior Brother Hongchen!" the little monk beside me said in surprise.
I understood in my heart, no wonder this monk looks a little different from the others. It turns out that he is the senior brother of Lingyin Temple.
"Hongchen, first capture the Shenzang. As for the person who broke into my Lingyin Temple at night, after dealing with the Shenzang, he will also be pressed into the Black Buddha Cave later!" Wangji said again.
"Yes."
The monk named Hongchen nodded slightly, and then walked towards me calmly. He composed the compilation and began to recite the Buddhist scriptures in his mouth.
I didn't care about it at first, but soon, when the Buddhist scriptures he recited entered my ears, I had a painful feeling that my soul was forcibly separated from my body.
I lost the ability to act in pain.
This, what method is this?
But no matter what method this is, I understand that this senior brother Hongchen from Lingyin Temple is also a member of the metaphysics world.
Hong Chen glanced at me lightly, as if to say to me, that's all.
Then he walked to the edge of Shenzang and said, "Junior brother Shenzang, follow me, brother will take you to the Black Buddha Cave."
I always feel that this Hongchen's indifference is just pretending, and it is impossible for his Taoism to have surpassed his master's forgetfulness and reach the realm of no joy and no sorrow.
At this moment, I hurriedly stimulated the saint's energy. After the saint's energy appeared, the painful feeling of separation of soul and flesh began to disappear. I came to Hong Chen's side and grabbed him.
Hong Chen looked at me unexpectedly, his eyes full of wonder.
I don't care about him, I punched him directly.
The dignified senior brother of Lingyin Temple was stunned by my punch.
For a moment, Hong Chen's face could no longer pretend to be calm, his eyes widened with anger, and the veins on his neck burst out.
Hong Chen didn't fight back at me, but started to recite the Buddhist scriptures in his mouth again.
However, with the protection of the holy spirit, these Buddhist scriptures have no effect on me at all.
"Hong Chen, retreat!"
At this time, Wang Ji, who was not far away, seemed to see my saintliness, and he shouted loudly.
I saw that there was a Zen staff in his hand at some point.
As soon as this Zen staff appeared, the entire Sutra Collection Pavilion was instantly shrouded in golden light.
I frowned.
The Zen stick that appeared in Wang Ji's hand was not an ordinary thing!
The moment the Zen staff appeared, my saintly energy was slightly suppressed.
"Also in the metaphysics world, if you trespassed into my Lingyin Temple, even if I killed you on the spot, the outside world wouldn't say anything!" Wang Ji held a Zen staff and looked at me coldly.
I frowned and remained silent.
The Zen staff in Wang Ji’s hand brought me a lot of pressure. In addition, as the head of Lingyin Temple, he must have more than just a Zen staff. Just relying on my sainthood, I might not be able to handle it.
"Uncle is holding a nine-ring compassion tin stick in his hand, which is my master's magic weapon. Hurry up." The little monk grabbed my clothes and reminded me.
I was stunned, the law, the magic weapon!
No wonder this kind of power is actually a magic weapon.
Wangji was holding the nine-ringed tin stick of compassion, the magic weapon, and he just pointed the end of the stick toward me.
A huge pressure passed over my body and pressed down on my soul, and my sainthood seemed to be bound by a large net!
I felt like I was hit in the head, my chest was tight and I spit out a mouthful of blood.
Is this the power of magic weapons?
But no matter how strong the magic weapon is, it is only a magic weapon after all.
I silently prepared to draw out the picture of Zhuxian.
Although Zhu Xiantu is not a complete innate spiritual treasure, I believe that it is still not a problem to deal with magic treasures.
However, at this moment, the Shenzang beside me stood in front of me, and he shouted at Wangji, "Stop hitting! Uncle Shi, don't hit! I'll go with you! Buddha Cave! I am willing to accept the punishment from the temple!"
"It's too late! This son will die today!" Wangji said indifferently.
Unexpectedly, the little monk directly grabbed Wangji's magic weapon, the nine-ring compassion tin stick, and said in a weeping voice, "Uncle Shi wants to kill him, then he will kill me too! I won't live anymore!"
The little monk's move still moved me a bit, even though Wangji couldn't kill me even if he had the magic weapon, it made me understand that I didn't treat him in vain.
I looked at Wangji, thinking that even if the little monk was to die, he probably wouldn't show mercy to me. His killing intent was decisive, and this battle was inevitable.
But what surprised me was that Wangji glanced at the little monk, and put down the tin stick in his hand, he said, "In that case, Honghui, Hongji, press Shenzang into the Black Buddha Cave."
The two monks were about to set up the little monk and drag him away.
"Wait!" The little monk said again.
"Shen Zang, what do you want to do?" Wang Ji asked.
The little monk walked up to me, he returned the bank card I gave him, and said in a low voice, "Brother Chen Nian, I may not be able to get out of the Black Buddha Cave for a long time, can you help me? Money for my mother? Please."
"I can deal with your uncle, you don't have to go to the Black Buddha Cave." I said.
Although I may not be able to play the forgetting machine, it is still possible to protect a little monk.
"I violated the precepts of the monastery, and I am willing to be punished." The little monk refused me.
After speaking, he walked to the monk's side.
The two monks detained the young monk.
Wangji looked at me at this moment, and said coldly, "Next time you break into my Buddhist scriptures pavilion, I will not be merciful! Hurry up and leave my Lingyin Temple!"
I frowned.
The little monk was taken away, and I was expelled from Lingyin Temple.
Outside Lingyin Temple, a trace of doubt appeared in my mind.
Logically speaking, Wangji wouldn't let me go so easily, why did the little monk give in because he was forced to die?
Given the position of the little monk in Lingyin Temple, Wangji should not care about the life and death of the little monk.
But no matter what, it's a good thing that Wangji doesn't want the little monk to die, so that I can temporarily relax.
I held the bank card in my hand, and I wasn't going to give the money to his mother on his behalf. I wanted the little monk to give it himself.
Although the little monk kept saying that he was willing to be punished, I understood that he just didn't want me to fight Wangji, so I would rescue the little monk from the so-called Black Buddha Cave.
Of course, before that, I have to address one other thing.
Thinking about it, I took out the remnants of the golden pen book about Master Fang Guang in my pocket.
I have to take a good look at what kind of character Master Fang Guang is and what he has done in Lingyin Temple.
The first thing written on the residual page is the basic information of Fang Guang.
There is more information on this than I can find on the Internet.
Master Fang Guang was an orphan since he was a child. In the 1980s, he was brought back to Lingyin Temple by Master Dabei, the abbot of Lingyin Temple. One of several monks with Buddhist roots, at the age of thirty-five, he realized the Buddha and China, and he is also the only candidate for the next abbot of Lingyin Temple.
Seeing this, there is no big problem. How can ordinary monks solve the bad luck in me, and only this kind of amazing and brilliant generation, Senior Brother Jiang will let me come to him.
But just as I continued to look down, my eyes gradually widened and I looked stupid!
Layman Xu Shiguang violated the precepts of prostitution, seized his Dharma title, was expelled from the monastery, and was forbidden to step on any Buddhist places for life!
Violate prostitution! ? JrNovels.com
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