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Chapter 428: The Strange Guest of the Temple(2/2)

"Namo Amitabha, there is someone in this world who can finally control you!" The old monk hurriedly flew forward on the clouds, intent on finding the real hermit monk in the Snowy Mountains to stop Maha from doing evil.

Just after flying not far away, a scent of sandalwood came from the air, and a magnificent black and white light suddenly rose from the top of a mountain on the ground, dragging the old monk down to the ground. Before the old monk could return,

When he came to his senses, a Vajra pestle roared down and hit the old monk squarely on the back of the head. He was knocked unconscious and he immediately fell into a severe coma.

A strange man, all wrapped up in a black cloak, with no trace of skin exposed, slowly emerged from behind a rock. He looked coldly at the fist-sized blood pimple on the back of the old monk's head, and smiled coldly.

After a few sounds, a cloud of air flew up from his feet, carrying him towards the Golden Bamboo Cave.

Like a phantom crossing the void, the weirdo just flew up and arrived above the golden bamboo forest, appearing silently behind the monks and nuns who were still reasoning with Maha.

There wasn't even a breath of breath on the weirdo's body. Even Maha and the four disciples who were facing the weirdo suddenly saw the weirdo floating in the air after a full cup of tea.

Maha's heart was shaken, and he threw Mingtuo and Qingyin away without hesitation, and took several disciples with him and retreated several hundred feet. He pointed at the weird man and shouted sternly: "Who are you? Are you here to do this?

What? Let me tell you, this Paranimi is not arrogant and happy, but it is the territory of Buddhism. Seeing that you are not a monk or a nun dressed up, you are not afraid that I will bring someone to break your head, so tell me your name as soon as possible!"

The weirdo laughed a few times, and several vajra pestles emerged from the void without any clue. Facing the old monks, nuns, and Mingtuo, Qingyin master and disciple hit the back of their heads, and all the monks and nuns rolled their eyes.

After fainting, the weirdo waved his hand, and a rich scent of sandalwood flew up, and a faintly visible black and white light emerged, throwing the group of people far away.

Clapping his hands gently, the weirdo asked calmly: "This poor monk has come all the way to visit. Is it possible that he doesn't even have a cup of tea?"

Maha frowned. He looked the weirdo up and down, and suddenly sneered: "I don't have any tea, but the liquor and barbecue are enough, how about that?"

The weirdo also laughed, and he said harmoniously: "Whether it's strong wine or barbecue, the wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha is in your heart, it's a good thing!"

Mohe's tone paused, and he suddenly roared, flying up and punching the strange man in the face. When he punched, Mohe was still of normal height, and when his fist got close to the strange man's face, he had already used the magic power of heaven and earth.

, transformed into a golden Arhat with a height of four feet and nine feet.

The golden light surrounding the Buddha's faint light is the Maha's punch, which he has learned by himself over the years. One punch has the powerful power of hundreds of dragons. He once performed in the Huiyan Snow Mountain.

, relying solely on physical strength, he smashed a mountain thousands of miles high that was reinforced with thirty-six layers of Buddhist restrictions with one punch!

Facing this unsettling weirdo with unknown origins, Maha did not hold back at all with his punch, and he used all his strength.

The weird man just smiled softly and said calmly: "You look majestic, but in fact you are vulnerable. You haven't made much progress over the years!"

Maha's body was obtained from the innate great sage who invaded this world from a foreign new universe. His speed could not be completely captured by Gu Xiechen's reincarnation eyes. It was almost reaching the limit of what this universe could accommodate. But when his fist

The weirdo started talking when he was less than a foot in front of the weirdo. After the weirdo finished his sentence slowly, Maha's fist was still one foot away from the weirdo!

In one sentence, Maha's fist made no progress at all.

He was so horrified that he shouted angrily: "A magical power so close to the end of the world? This little trick is already outdated!"

A burst of golden light flashed on his fist, and Maha's figure instantly broke through the void and teleported forward tens of thousands of miles. He even used the secret method he had comprehended to attract the true body of the Eight Heavenly Dragon Protectors of Buddhism to possess him, making his fist

His power suddenly increased eightfold, and now his punch has a huge power equivalent to the full force blow of 800 heavenly dragons.

However, his fist still did not advance an inch, and even his teleported figure was still stiff in front of the weird man. To outsiders, his body did not move at all. But Mohe knew in his heart that he had already moved forward just now.

After teleporting for tens of thousands of miles, no matter how brilliant his magical power is, at least some flaws will be exposed if he hits it like this.

But facing this weirdo, it had no effect at all.

The clouds were light and the wind was gentle in the void. There was no leakage of true energy, no light or shadow. Maha's figure was frozen in mid-air. The punch that could destroy the world was frozen in front of the weird man, but he was still unable to focus on the target.

Smiling lowly, the weirdo said calmly: "The secrets of Buddhism are endless, and the power of Buddhism is as numerous as the sands of the Ganges River. There are eight hundred Buddhas in ancient times, and each one is a hundred times more powerful than me. Do you think that with your current cultivation level, you can

Can you be proud of the Three Realms? You are truly a frog in the well!"

With a casual move, the boundless power gathered in Maha's fist was instantly dissolved. His body staggered back dozens of feet, and he just stared blankly at the weirdo, unable to make a sound for a while.

The weirdo smiled coldly and shouted in a low voice: "You haven't made any progress at all. You are still so reckless. If Prajna hadn't taken care of you, hey, hey, I'm afraid you would have been shattered to pieces many times ago?"

Maha trembled all over, and he shouted sharply: "Who are you?"

The weirdo hesitated for a while, then raised his hands to the hood of the cloak and was about to take off the hood, but after a while, he put his hands down again and just said coldly: "It doesn't matter who I am. In short, you remember

Living in one thing, in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, in the Three Realms, if there is anyone who will not harm you, it is just me and one other person!"

A few Bodhi leaves suddenly floated down from the air, a wisp of breeze passed by, and Prajna appeared out of thin air behind the weird man.

Prajna, who has a temperament as quiet as water and a layer of white light covering his whole body, clasped his hands together and sighed in a low voice: "One person is you, and who is the other person?"

The weirdo smiled and said softly: "There is another person, someone you can't even dream of."

After a pause, the weirdo said calmly: "Okay, why don't you invite me in to eat meat and drink wine? I have observed you for thousands of years, and after so long, your current cultivation is finally qualified to study real Buddhism.

It’s a magical and secret method.”

Waving his hand, the weirdo stopped Maha who was about to sneer and refute him. He said calmly: "I know that Victor Dudu has taught you some Buddhist essences. But what Dudu and Victory Buddha practiced focuses on physical fights, which is the power of great strength.

The art of vajra to subjugate demons, and what I want to teach you is the secret method of sanctification of the two saints of Buddhism."

Prajna and Maha were horrified. They all stepped forward and said sternly: "Who are you?"

The two of them pointed in the direction of Huiyan Snow Mountain at the same time and shouted: "Are you from the Abyss of No Return?"

The weirdo was stunned for a moment, and after a long while, he sneered: "Oh? Who told you? The bald donkey in Yueguang, or the two idiots Subduing the Dragon and Subduing the Tiger? Or, is it Xuandu? Is it Yun Zhongzi? Yes

Zhao Gongming?"

Prajna and Maha looked at each other in shock.

How does this guy with unpredictable origins know everything?

Looking at each other, Prajna and Maha bowed in unison and welcomed the weirdo into the golden bamboo forest.

Three months later, the weirdo let out a long laugh, flew out of the golden bamboo forest with a stream of fragrant wind, and swaggered away.

Prajna and Maha saw each other off with a group of close disciples. The two of them were covered in pearls and jewels, and their clothes had been changed. It was obvious that they had countless Buddhist treasures on their bodies.

Looking at the distant figure of the weird man, Prajna suddenly asked in a cold voice: "Who do you think he could be?"

After being silent for a long time, Maha said sadly: "It can't be that old immortal, right? How can he be so good?"

After a slight pause, Mohe frowned and said: "However, looking at his unforgettable character, it looks a bit like him! In the past three months, I have instructed more than 200 red-card girls of the year to seduce him, and he is the one who comes.

I didn’t refuse and took them all to bed. Are there any serious Buddhist practitioners like this?"

Prajna was silent, Maha was also silent, and they looked at each other speechlessly.

Suddenly, a gust of evil wind came from above the head, and a demon with a grinning face and an ugly face quickly descended from the sky and shouted hurriedly: "Are these two Prajna and Maha Buddhas? Our King Zhehua has encountered some trouble.

I want you young ones to send a message to the two Buddhas for help!"

He spit out a mouthful of bloody foam on the ground, and the devil laughed dryly and said: "How come the two Buddhas live in Paranimi and are not arrogant and happy? You guys and a group of 3,000 people rushed in to report the news. Well, they were beaten by big and small bald men along the way.

All the donkeys were killed, and only the little one escaped by chance."

Prajna and Maha were stunned, and Maha shouted sharply: "Disciples, guard the mountain gate, I and my eldest brother have something to do when they go out!"

Zhehua has a good level of cultivation, and has three or five innate treasures given to him by Gu Xiechen to protect his body. There is also a peerless evil creature, the Hanban, hidden in his body. He is forced to send his subordinate demons to venture into the land of Boluonimi Bujiao Lotte.

The Buddhist headquarters came to report the news, which shows that the matter has become extremely urgent.

The situation is so urgent that even Zhehua’s early warning letter cannot be released.

Prajna, Maha did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly brought along all the magic weapons, elixirs, medicines and other things. He asked the disciples to close the door, and set up a huge array of heaven and earth nets to suffocate the entire Golden Bamboo Cave. Then he hurriedly took nearly a hundred cultivators with him.

As the most trusted disciple of Shenzhen Zhan, he rushed towards the Daolun Hell with the demon.

Along the way, the brothers rushed on their way without hesitation and spent their mana. When the brothers' mana was almost exhausted, they finally rushed to the base camp occupied by Zhehua in the Sword Wheel Hell.

Ahead, demonic flames surge into the sky, forty-two demonic flags are waving in the air, and countless wronged souls are being slowly sucked into the demonic flags.

Zhe Hua, who was covered in blood, was flying around in the sky while protecting a petite and frail girl, but was blown away by the countless demonic flames and demonic energy, causing her to roll over and over in a miserable state.

A sharp laugh shook the ground in all directions.

"Yaksha Demon King, put down that woman and become my domestic slave. You will not die!"

Zhehua's response was very characteristic of him, and he replied to that voice extremely viciously.
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