Only the red-faced Miaoyan, seeing that the abbot of Fuhu Temple was so powerful, but he had other thoughts in his heart: Originally, I heard that although this Guanyue was the abbot of Fuhu Temple and had high mana, he had only heard that he was only a hundred years old, but he had just practiced the Fa.
At this moment, it seems that this hand, it is clear that the mana has reached the low level of law cultivation.
This is very different from the rumors Could it be that his mana suddenly increased greatly, does it have something to do with that magic weapon?
Thinking of this, the greed in his heart became more and more uncontrollable, is it true?"
After all, Yu Xuzi next to him is an old man who cultivates, and his knowledge is naturally much stronger than Xiao Lei, so he can't help but say disdainfully: "What a flower finger."
This is the method of Buddhism, smiling at the flowers.
Buddhism is profound, full of vitality, and the abbot of this Fuhu Temple is even stronger than the blue-faced thief bald. ” Xiao Lei knew that he was wrong, and he didn't care, but he had other thoughts in his heart: Is there really any treasure in this Fuhu Temple These monks came all the way to grab things, so it was certain.
It's just that this Emei Mountain is Lao Tzu's territory, even if there is any treasure, it has to be the master, I will grab it first, where is it the turn of these foreign thieves At this time, the following two people have already competed.
I saw that the Zen Master of the Moon and the black-faced monk both strode forward, and then stretched out their fingers and flicked.
The leaves in their hands fluttered out, and two flames collided together.
In the air, I saw two lines of fire entangled and knotted, you come and go, but both of them are standing on the spot Cui used mana.
It's just that the spells of this Buddhism are all about a shape and qi, although the two are fighting, their faces are quiet, their eyebrows are leisurely, and the smile on their faces is always hanging.
Sure enough, what Yu Xuzi said was right, the moon-watching Zen master's mana was a step higher, and his sleeve robe shook slightly, and the line of fire gradually forced the green-faced monk.
The blue-faced monk inhaled again and again, but let him use his mana, after all, he was inferior by three points, and seeing the flames approaching him, there was a hint of a smile on his face, and he couldn't help but be a little reluctant.
The so-called smile of the flowers, on his face, has become a "bitter smile of the flowers", which is the same smile, but it is very different.
Seeing that the abbot of the temple had the advantage, there were those who couldn't hold their breath and couldn't help but sigh in admiration.
The blue-faced monk turned even more blue, and his face, which was originally iron-blue, became as if it was black in the green and purple in the black.
Suddenly, I heard the Moon Zen Master shouting, "Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate."
But when he saw the whirl, the flame swept away, and suddenly the "wave" of the leaves of the green-faced monk in the air turned into dust, and the flames rolled up to the arm of the green-faced monk, and the green-faced monk was shocked and couldn't help but exclaim.
Xiao Lei clapped his hands on it and laughed: "What a scream, wonderful" The moon-watching Zen master had no intention of hurting people, according to his original meaning, although the other party was forced to force each other, he just wanted to burn the other party's clothes, let him make a fool of himself, and go away in spite of difficulties, that is.
But he didn't want the black-faced monk who had been sitting next to him, seeing that his companion had lost, suddenly shouted "Woohoo whoa" This huge roar, like ten dragons and ten tigers, the roar was deafening, but seeing the strong wind rolling wildly, flying sand and stones, the flames on the blue-faced monk's body were immediately blown out by the strong wind.
This wind comes and goes quickly, coming and going in an instant.
The monks in the courtyard were also blown to the ground, and they were in panic, but the wind stopped Only a few monks with profound Buddhism, such as Guanyue, stood firmly.
Zen Master Guanyue's face changed slightly, although he tried his best to calm down, but his heart was greatly shocked You must know that the Dharma he just said, the flame is not a mortal fire, if it is a mortal flame, it may be blown out by the wind, but the flame made by this kind of mana cannot be extinguished by the wind, and the water cannot be extinguished Since the black-faced monk entered the temple, he just sat there without speaking, and suddenly showed his hand, and just drank like this, extinguishing his own supernatural fire, this kind of cultivation, that is much higher than himself The black-faced monk had already stood up and said loudly, "Great monk, we are here to ask for treasure today.
Such a mother-in-law, mother-in-law, wasting time in vain, do you dare to gamble with me" Guanyue said loudly: "Dare to ask this master Dharma name like yours, by no means a lonely and nameless person, come to my temple today, if you want to rely on your mana, rob and oppress people, even if our temple is invincible, I will fight with you to the end."
The surrounding monks shouted at the same time: "Amitabha" The black-faced monk laughed loudly, his laughter was a little sharp and harsh, as if with a metallic voice, and said loudly: "The monk's tone is hard, I just don't know if the ability is hard, if you ask me the Dharma number, it doesn't hurt if you can take my law, I will tell you if you can't catch it, just hand over that thing obediently."
After all, the onlookers were sensitive, and immediately shouted: "The master's words are to bargain for one of your Dharma names, and it doesn't hurt to know it or not, with a Dharma name, it is too child's fun to exchange for the treasure in my temple."
Xiao Lei above shook his head again and again and secretly shouted: "Fooled, fooled, this Guanjue monk saw him last time, and he thought he was a smart guy, but now he fell into the other party's agitation method." ” Next to him, Yu Xuzi said coldly: "What kind of agitation method?"
Xiao Lei smiled: "Look, these people came to Fuhu Temple to rob what treasures, and Fuhu Temple has always denied that there are any treasures.
This black-faced monk deliberately said this, and now this contemplative monk can't stand the excitement, so he said that with your Dharma name, you will come to exchange for the treasure in my temple, as soon as this sentence comes out, it is actually equivalent to admitting that there is a treasure in your temple."
Yu Xuzi glanced at Xiao Lei deeply and sighed: "It's you who have this kind of mind, so much calculation, no wonder everyone who meets you suffers" Xiao Lei grinned and said, "The so-called fighting wits is not fighting strength.
The fighting power is inferior, and it is not simple to be a black-faced monk who is stronger than the brain, and Fuhu Temple will suffer. ” The black-faced monk was below, and sure enough, there was a hint of triumph in his eyes.
The Zen master who watched the moon next to him listened to the contemplation and spoke, and immediately felt bad.
Guan Jue also realized that he had lost his words, and said quickly: "What does the master want to bet on, don't say that there is no treasure in my temple, even if there is any treasure, it is just a relic of the senior monks in my temple, and it cannot be given away in vain."
The black-faced monk smiled: "Amitabha, I don't want any relics of your predecessors and old monks.
Without further ado, I'll come up with a question, let's have a competition, if you lose, let me search this temple, if I lose, this is the end of today's business."
Guanyue frowned and said: "If the master loses, you will leave my temple, and you must not disturb my temple again."
The black-faced monk suddenly laughed, with infinite mockery in his laughter, as if he had heard the most ridiculous thing in the world.
Guanyue couldn't help but say, "What is the master laughing at?"
The black-faced monk said proudly: "I'm not a master, and you don't have to call me a master, but I'm just funny when I listen to you."
If I lose to you today, I'll turn around and leave.
But Ming'er waited for me to find a master, and naturally Ming'er will come again If I lose again, the day after tomorrow, I will find a master and come to Ming to tell you, that thing we are determined to dodge for a day, you can't hide for ten days, you can't hide for ten days, you can't hide for a hundred days, if you don't hand over that thing for a day, I'm afraid your temple will not be able to live in peace for a day."
These words are undisguised bandits, and where is there half like a monk Xiao Lei above heard it and smiled: "Okay, a shameless robber, what this person said, won my heart, and won my heart, since he is a robber, he naturally doesn't want any bullshit principles."
Wonderful people, really wonderful people."
Yu Xuzi next to him sighed in his heart when he heard it, and he didn't know whether to admire or disdain.
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I think I have lost to Xiao Lei many times, just because the other party is despicable and shameless, and has no worries Xiao Lei continued to laugh and said: "Since you want to defeat the opponent, you should be unscrupulous, there are no taboos, you can defeat the opponent, even if you are despicable and shameless, there is no conspiracy, and it is good to kill the opponent, this person is interesting to talk about."
These monks are no opponents."
The black-faced monk suddenly laughed a few times, and with a wave of his sleeve, a strong wind swept away, and the rope suddenly broke on a large bell behind the courtyard.
With a bang, the bell frame was hit, and it flew straight to the black-faced monk, and the monks of Fuhu Temple next to him crawled away one after another, for fear of being hit by the big bell, and their heads would be bleeding The black-faced monk copied it, and held the big bell in the palm of his hand, the big bell was more than two meters high, and the pure pig iron casting, I am afraid that it weighed at least a thousand catties, but he held it on the palm of his hand, as if holding up a straw, and laughed: "Watching the moon, we will bet on this bell and I will use this bell to knock a song, if you can listen to it and not fall, then you win."
After speaking, he held the bell with one hand, and flicked his fingers on the bell with the other hand A circle of sound waves visible to the naked eye flew out in an arc Guanyue's face changed miserably, and before he could raise his palms, he was hit by sound waves, blood spurted out of his mouth, and he took two steps backwards, and a meditation room behind him also collapsed in half The black-faced monk sneered: "You can't listen to this first sound, come again?"
After speaking, he raised his hand and patted the bell again This time it was even more terrible, I heard a bang, the dust was everywhere, and many monks in the surrounding courtyard were shaken down, and a small half of them fainted suddenly.
Guanyue's face was gloomy, knowing that he was definitely not this person's opponent, and seeing that the whole temple was afraid that he would suffer, he couldn't help but regret it a little in his heart.
I thought that I was too big and knew that the enemy was so strong, so I would have sent people to other sects on Emei Mountain to ask for help, not to mention anything else, there was the Xiaoyao faction nearby, and Fuhu Temple had a bit of affection, and the Xiaoyao faction was strong in magic, if they came forward to help, they would naturally be able to retreat from this strong enemy.
The black-faced monk laughed and shouted, "Guanyue, are you convinced?"
Guanyue saw the injuries of his monks at this moment, fainted, he was shocked by him, his blood was churning, he was by no means his opponent, where did he dare to be strong With a long sigh, he was about to admit defeat.
The monk next to him saw the abbot's face, and hurriedly shouted: "The abbot can't wait for my disciples, sacrifice his life to be not afraid of this demon's strong enemy."
Guanjue was already bleeding from his mouth, the black-faced monk's eyes widened, he looked at him hatefully, and suddenly reached out and grabbed it in the air, and the Guanjue monk immediately couldn't help himself, flew towards him, and was grabbed by his neck and lifted up.
The black-faced monk exclaimed, "Great monk, I don't like to kill people very much.
But if you resist again today, then it's no wonder that I have a killing ring."
Guan Jue's neck was pinched, and his body couldn't struggle, but he forced a few words out of his throat: "The evil demons dare to covet my Buddhist treasure."
As soon as the black face heard the words "Evil Demon Crooked Dao", his face changed greatly, and he suddenly shouted wildly: "His grandmother's anger kills me."
With a breath, he threw out the perception in his hand with all his might, and saw that the perception head was about to hit the wall, and his body was restrained, unable to move.
The moon-watching monk let out a loud shout and flew over.
A handful hugged the perception It's just that the black-faced monk shook his strength, and although Guanyue hugged it, his back slammed into the wall.
There was a few clicks, and he didn't know how many bones were broken, spurting blood, although he was able to save his life, he was forced to the ground.
The monks of the upper and lower Fuhu Temples next to the Hesi Temple shouted one after another, some raised their fists, some kicked out, and they all hit the black-faced monk.
The black-faced monk just laughed wildly, holding the bell with one hand and pointing at random with the other, knocking these people down.
The two of them stood on the ground, just sighed one after another, and their hearts were all lost, and suddenly the Guanyue stared at the black-faced monk.
I saw him laughing wildly, tall, holding a big bell with one hand, and suddenly remembered someone in his heart, and couldn't help shouting: "Are you one of the five masters in the world, the ancient bell monk?"
The black-faced monk was suddenly stunned, his laughter immediately stopped, and he turned to stare at the two of them, and his tone was calm: "What did you say?"
Guanjue was even more sure of the guess in his heart, and said angrily: "Monk Gu Zhong, you are also the top master in the world, I can't imagine that you would do such a despicable thing."
The black-faced monk suddenly laughed strangely: "Hehe, I'm not a good person in the first place" Guan Jue was desperate in his heart, thinking that since the other party was a monk of Gu Zhong, then he was definitely not an opponent, and this time Fuhu Temple seemed to be dead Just when he was in despair, he suddenly heard a thin voice in his ears laughing: "What ancient bell monk, he lied to you" To be continued: