After some gifts and congratulations, the people in the hall became familiar with each other. After signing up with each other, they found that they were all fellow fellows, and they talked more about everything. The even more exaggerated people wanted to drink and talk, and they were just one step away from becoming sworn brothers. But it is no wonder that only in such a place can they gain a reputation.

There was constant speech in the hall, but there was no sound that was too much beyond the rules. After all, the protagonist was not them today. At this moment, a bell rang, resounding throughout the temple, and the bells rang for nine times.

After the nine bells rang, everyone calmed down for it, and then, there were a series of Sanskrit sounds. Hundreds of monks began to recite scriptures, and suddenly, the Sanskrit sounds surrounded the ears, as if they were coming to the time when the Buddha preached.

The sound of the Sanskrit is constantly surrounds the beam, which makes people calm down. Zhang Kaifeng's restless mind is also soothed by the Sanskrit. He closed his eyes and listened to the Buddhist scriptures of the Sanskrit. His alarm clock inexplicably remembered the martial arts he learned in front of the Buddhist temple that day, and moved with the Sanskrit.

Yan Zhen and Yuxin, who were standing beside him, soon noticed his strangeness. Zhang Kaifeng's martial arts breath suddenly disappeared, which shocked them. Yan Zhen and Yuxin looked at each other and saw shock in each other's eyes.

"This bastard has made a breakthrough again. Is it a monster?" Yan Zhen murmured in a low voice.

Just as Yan Zhen muttered, the Fanyin suddenly stopped. A middle-aged monk wearing a white monk's robe walked out from the other passage of the solemn and solemn Buddhist temple. The middle-aged monk looked handsome, had a straight body, and chased Buddhist beads in his hands, and chanted the Buddha's name to everyone.

"So strong!" Zhang Kaifeng opened his eyes and felt a powerful martial arts breath coming.

"I have seen all the martial arts heroes." The middle-aged monk said to everyone.

"Is he the new leader of Tantric Buddhism? He is very strong." Zhang Kaifeng said.

"Hehe, you must not know! This person's Dharma name is Huaikong, and he is the ninth disciple of the previous great elder. He is about thirty years old, but his skills are quite good. He fought against a long-famous demon master, and he even severely injured him, making the demon master frightened." Yan Zhen said softly.

"Then why do these demons send gifts!" Zhang Kaifeng asked.

Yan Zhen showed contempt in his eyes and said, "Idiot, although the two righteous and demons have always been incompatible, they will inevitably have a fight in the world. However, they usually don't come out to cause trouble in other sects. This is common sense."

"Congratulations!"

"Congratulations!"

“-----!”

During the congratulations, the middle-aged monk put on a golden cassock. The handover process of the head was not very complicated. After taking the cassock and the head's Foyin, he would be considered to be the head of the head.

"I encountered some things during my journey to your sect. I wonder if the leader can solve our doubts for us." The disciple of the Demonic Way spoke out.

Although Huaikong, who just took over as the head, didn't like the other party so straightforward, his scheming was naturally not inferior to being the head. He said immediately: "Please tell the donor clearly."

Just when everyone was confused, the man in blood-colored clothes took out an account book from his arms and said, "This account book records some bad things for your sect. Please explain to the Demon Buddha about it."

"No matter what is in the account book, I think it is a slander of my Tantric Buddhism." Huaikong said it firmly: "And, any demon Buddha is simply nonsense."

No, this is what is called "ritual first and then soldiers"! After serving the main course, it will be a dessert after tea. People from the devil's way are always incompatible with the righteous way. This is a fact. How could they miss this opportunity to put down the wrong path?

As soon as these words were finished, the expressions of the people present changed. Today is a happy day for Tantric Buddhism. I didn’t expect to mention the Demon Buddha today. This was a naked slap in the face. As expected, some disciples of Tantric Buddhism instantly became cold.

"Yes, I didn't want to mention this matter to your sect. But the matter about the Demon Buddha is really important. Before leaving, the leader asked me to ask." A man also spoke out: "But please ask the leader Huaikong to help us solve our doubts!"

"Who are they?" Zhang Kaifeng asked in a low voice.

"Who is it? Of course it is the one who takes the blame." Yan Zhen hugged his arms, looked at the two of them with his eyes, and said, "The man in blood-colored clothes is from the Blood Soul Sect, and the man in purple is from the Demon Kui Sect."

"However, as far as I know, these two people are the only branches of the three orthodox demon sects!" Yan Zhenying frowned and continued, "How could he put down the wrong person at this time?"

"I have to thank you for the account book you sent!" Zhang Kaifeng whispered: "The things in the account book are enough to make Tantra disgusting. Besides, this is an open conspiracy. They want to crack down on the reputation of the righteous path. This account book is an opportunity."

It was indeed an open conspiracy. Zhang Kaifeng originally thought that even if he came to Tantric Buddhism to explain, it would not be so easy to achieve his goal. However, after meeting the bandit, his chance came. Unexpectedly, these account books opened another way for him.

Just last night, he asked Linchengdao to secretly distribute the copied account book to those people in the martial arts world. Even if other martial arts people don’t say it, how could the people in the martial arts world miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity? Even if they knew it was sent by Zhang Kaifeng, they would make trouble in the Tantric Buddhism without hesitation.

The martial arts people watching the ceremony looked different and couldn't help but look at the people who represented the orthodox devils of the three great demons. The two weak demon sects must have been instructed by someone behind the scenes, but no one pointed it out. After all, this is too obvious.

Seeing everyone's reaction, the man from the Blood Soul Sect said lightly: "I believe that everyone who is sitting here will also receive an account book that is exactly the same as mine!"

"President Huaikong should read the contents by himself!" As he said that, the man from the Blood Soul Sect handed the account book in his hand to Huaikong, who had just taken over as the leader.

After reading the account book, every word came from the air like a blade. Huaikong suppressed his anger in his heart, but his face was silent. He closed the account book and said, "This is a slander from those who are interested. The disciples of Tantric Buddhism have always abide by the rules of the gate and will never do such a traitor."

"Oh, I don't think so. Tantra is indeed a strict sect, but it is inevitable that there are some bold people." A man in purple in Mokui Sect smiled and said, "Tantra has always had a good relationship with the local people in this desert north, and the people are all Buddhists. However, a little far away from Tantra was harmed by horse bandits, and the local people were suffering. If they had not passed by a few people in the martial arts world, the villagers would have been unable to escape the clutches of the horse bandits."

"There are also such things. Mobei is a place of Tantric Buddhism. Those horse bandits are really hateful." Someone became angry.

"Yes, we also met the horse bandits while we were passing by. If we hadn't had some martial arts, we would have been saying a long time ago." An angry voice came from the crowd.

"yes!"

"It's so hateful."

"Mobei is at the foot of the Tantric Buddhism, and horse bandits have been breeding, making the people live a life worse than death." The man from the Blood Soul Sect sighed, and then said something that was shocking: "After those chivalrous masters fought with the horse bandits, they learned about the martial arts of the horse bandits."

"What's the origin?" someone asked.

Zhang Kaifeng stared at the monks present in Tantric Buddhism and observed carefully. After his observation, he saw a look of shock and anger flashing in Yankong, who had just stepped down from his post, but it quickly disappeared, and seemed to notice someone was looking at him. His eyes quickly turned around. Fortunately, Zhang Kaifeng shifted his gaze quickly, but he was extremely shocked. Yankong had a deep skill and could sense someone was looking at him in an instant.

He took a deep breath, calmed down the shock in his body, and turned his eyes to the topic of the man from the Blood Soul Sect. Sure enough, the following words were enough to shock everyone present. "The martial arts used by the leader of the horse bandit is the Tantric martial arts that are not passed on, and the Great Power Vajra Palm!"

"How is that possible!"

"It's actually the Viagra Palm!"

“-----.”

After being shocked, everyone's eyes turned to Huaikong, the new leader, and a sad look appeared on Huaikong's face and recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, I also received news not long ago. I didn't expect that someone was abused by my Tantric martial arts. It was a sin! I have found out who said it, and it would be severely punished."

Some people who are quite righteous dare not speak out. They are all from poor backgrounds, so naturally they dare not speak out against the giant Tantric Buddhism, but some people who want to please Tantric Buddhism are different.

"Yes, those disciples, Ziran, will punish them. We are here today to bring Zhang Kaifeng to justice. This is not a serious matter." The man from Ziyang Gate interrupted.

"Yes, Zhang Kaifeng was extremely guilty and was bloodthirsty. He must be killed to comfort the martial arts passages that were killed by him." The people from Yangjiabao also said.

"Hmph! Is punishment just punishment? The disciples of Tantric Buddhism are humans, are ordinary people not humans?" A cold snorkeling sounded, and a man in white walked out of the scene.

"Who are you? Get out of here!" The middle-aged man in Yangjiabao shouted coldly.

"Aren't you looking for me all the time?" Zhang Kaifeng had already tear off his mask, but the people on the spot didn't pay much attention.

"Zhang Kaifeng! It's you!" The man from Ziyangmen spitted a cold light in his eyes: "You martial arts demon, you will be killed on the spot today."

"It's ridiculous to execute me. Your Yangjiabao claims to be the right martial arts world, but they act rampantly." Zhang Kaifeng sneered.

Just as the two were facing each other, a monk from Tantric Buddhism came out: "Zhang Kaifeng, you killed my Tantric Buddhism and slandered me that Tantric Buddhism believed in the Demon Buddha. Today you have to explain, otherwise you will not want to leave Tantric Buddhism."
Chapter completed!