Chapter 184: Fighting?

Author: Old Moon Doll

Chapter 184: Fighting?

When the evil Buddha Lord bowed his head and pleaded with sentient beings, the good Buddha Lord was also talking to the group of second-generation powerful people who thought they were disguised. The young people were all enthusiastic and lively, and were bold in their words, and almost were asking the good Buddha Lord whether the red Buddhism had the intention to gather people to do chaos.

This is wrong with the evil good Buddha master, who put his legs together and always answered without any leakage. He could see if he had good legs to play Tai Chi and kick the ball.

Lengfu didn't let the young men ask what they wanted.

If the evil face is wrong, the good face is wrong.

Invisibly, some of the Tantric Buddhist faces were slightly more original. When the good Buddha master said the same thing, he was basically leading the young man to the mysterious Buddhist scriptures.

At first, I didn’t know that the old uncle Gao could not see him east.

The martial arts powerhouse was not as sensitive as Feng Wusheng Jian and Wu Dao, who was keenly aware of the problem and had already begun an in-depth investigation. He vaguely felt that the Red Buddhism was not here.

"I dare to ask the master, if you gather people to cause trouble, and follow the laws of the Xia Dynasty, what is the crime?"

Uncle Gao’s words were equivalent to turning over the table in a debate.

I told him about Buddhism, believers, good and evil, and Buddhist scriptures, right? OK, he argued that he would argue with me, but I could argue that he could argue that Zhuxia Rules? Guan Yi was talking about the scattered and spitting golden lotus, and he directly characterized my behavior as a violation of the laws and regulations. Then, if he argued again, he would argue, no one would listen.

That's not the moves that the powerful and the other people like to use the most.

It's a killer move of about the same level as a hat.

When the good Buddha heard this, he put his legs together and recited the Buddha's name.

"Amitabha, he observed that the donor was either rich or noble. Has he enjoyed all the glory of the world, so why should he seek to destroy a path for the hard-working sentient beings?" The good Buddha's vicious face was not very vicious at this moment, but he did not reveal the meaning of mercy and compassion.

That world is like a prison, and all sentient beings are suffering.

If the Buddha wants to save people, he must enter the world and cannot enter the hell.

One thing is good or bad, but it is actually just a thought.

"So, are we really ready to gather people to make trouble?" As if he had caught some of the handle, a young man suddenly became excited, and his words seemed to be impatient to seek conviction.

"Amitabha, don't you think so, don't you. I traveled to the nine places of Yunzhou, and I saw countless sentient beings and suffering. The donors are the ones who are despised, and wherever they pass, they are peaceful, but their hearts are not peaceful. I questioned the monk, but I don't know that people are like mirrors, and whether they are questioning themselves."

The Lord of Good Buddha sighed, and it seemed that he would not plan to continue the debate, because it was meaningless.

The focus of both sides is not on the same level at all.

The second generation of Puhai who went out to study were not brave enough to be a hero, and had never been addicted to heroes along the way. They enjoyed the admiration and pursuit of others, and had already regarded heroism as the original, rather than the leg. Red Buddhism does have a purpose, but at least one thing they did not lie, so they were really saving people, and they also saved themselves. I hope that all sentient beings can transcend the sea of ​​suffering in the world.

They are all wrong, but they are all wrong.

No, no, no, no, good or evil, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

"Since that's the case, the master should do it himself."

Seeing this, Uncle Gao mistakenly took the others and prepared to leave.

The young people were also excited and were about to call people as soon as they left Chongning Temple. At this moment, there were so many people outside Chongning Temple, so they would definitely be paying attention to it.

"Since the donor is here, why should I rush to leave?"

The good Buddha Lord walks withered on the ground, and the double signs of the two signs are slowly spread out.

Uncle Gao frowned suddenly.

"Master, don't ask for your own mistakes. If you take a wrong step, the sects behind me and me will bring anger to the temple." The sects were angry and burned, but they never had their legs weak.

Can there be any imperial army stationed in Yunzhou?

The troops stationed did not deny the appearance of the Imperial Guards, but denied the tiger and wolf army that had been killed and slaughtered in the Western Yi war zone, most of which were exchanged from Lizhou and the Pacific battlefield. The strongest force in the Yunzhou Temple, any sect would be suppressed and wiped out in front of them.

Among them was the son of the prefect of Yunzhou.

"Since the donor comes to see his Buddha, why don't he go away after seeing him? His Buddha's compassion will surely influence all donors."

As the Lord of Good Buddha spread his legs, a golden-body Buddha behind him slowly opened his eyes. At that time, they realized that the monk's walking posture had completely adjusted to the appearance of Big Moon Tathagata! When the Buddha statue with kind eyebrows opened his eyes, everyone outside the palace might have had the urge to worship!

That leg section...

"Rareless! The evil words confuse the public!"

Uncle Gao, who realized that he was not good, instantly expanded his body, his whole skin was clear and his muscles were bulging, like a beast that released muscle bondage!

The beast rushed towards the Lord of Good Buddha.

However, the body of the Lord of Good Buddha dissipated like a dream bubble. The face of the golden body of Wu Tathagata gradually became ferocious and terrifying, but Wu spoke a roaring sound.

"Amitabha, donors, please stay there for a while."

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"Hmm? What's the point of urging?"

Wu Dao, who was following the return to normal, suddenly felt chills and discomfort. The feeling was a bit like he forgot to bring the phone on his legs when he went out, and he could not contact his caring secretary at any time.

To a muscular man who is wrong with his muscles, the chills mean that things are actually a bit serious. After all, most of the time, the problem that muscles can solve is enough. Whether the muscles will not react effectively, Wu Dao has trained his intuition to the muscles.

That feeling of chills was tracking the fragrance master.

I couldn't help but look behind me.

Should it be the direction of Kuixing Pavilion!

The aura of the Good Buddha suddenly surged, showing a bright look. Even if it was so far apart, Wu Dao could feel the scent of the big moon. And to the east of the big moon, there seemed to be a demon ape roaring and fighting against it!

The fluctuations of the aura attracted the statue of his spiritual platform

Fighting started?

Wu Dao thought for a moment, and there was a high probability that the young people's guards and good Buddha had started to fight.

That is reasonable.

The good Buddha master obviously did not deny good deeds, and he was tough in his attitude. At that time, he thought that the wrong side asked for his leg and connected himself to Buddhism. And the guards who followed the young people also had a strong martial arts man, how could he bow his head? It was normal for them to fight.

There seems to be little movement in the port.

It seems that I used some leg section to separate the battlefield, otherwise the destructive power of the Qizang warrior would be like a human bulldozer, no matter what thousand-year-old temple I had, it would be demolished!

It's good to fight!

Only by muddling the pool of water can you find out.

The two incense masters Wu Dao is currently following have a significant status in Red Buddhism, but there is one work that the Dharma Assembly requires them to do, so whether they will transport ingredients. After they turn out from the open-air kitchen, they will turn north and turn left and right to a place called the Zen temple.

Judging from the terrain, there should be no place for monks in Chongning Temple to rest on the north side of Chongning Temple.

It went very smoothly, Wu Dao, who was invisible, followed them into it.

Unexpectedly, there was a large hall where Buddha worshipped was hidden. Judging from the layout, it was wrong to have a square hall of that size placed on the side of the Great Hall. Just when Wu Dao was confused, a burly monk walked out of the side hall. This man had thick eyebrows and big eyes, naked, and hung a large string of metal rosary beads.

Wu Dao suddenly thought of a joke about hell.

If the rosary is so thick, has the Buddha received it?

It's broken, the merits of that smile are gone!

Wu Daolian, who was happy, said in his heart that he had committed sins and decided to go home and ask for his legs to be folded together, and beat the wooden fish naked to apologize to the Buddha.

"Come and get the three clean meat?" The monk with thick eyebrows and big eyes was muffled, and the golden light in his body flashed from time to time, as if he was a Buddhist Qizang's high-legged one.

"Report to the Buddhist Pearl Arhat, the three pure meats in front are almost used up."

Both incense masters bowed respectfully.

"He got it, we're waiting there."

The Buddhist Pearl Arhat nodded and asked the incense master to wait here. He turned around and walked into the side hall called the Spirit Realm. Behind the Buddhist Pearl Arhat, the Buddhist Pearl Arhat, turned around alertly and sensed an unnatural breeze blowing, but he had seen nothing.

The qi and blood are slightly swelling.

Without the evil thing to appear, he would not let go and continue walking inward.

‘If you are sneaky, there must be problems.’

Wu Dao, who was in a pressureless tail, looked at the side hall leisurely.

There are also rows of lights in Hongtian outside. The burning lamp oil has a little sandalwood smell. The beams and pillars in many places have been smoked by the lamp smoke. From a distance, you can see black oil-like substances climbing onto the beams and pillars. When Wu Dao passed by, he was shocked to find that the rows of lights contained lamp oil.

And no piece of fat!

And the pieces of fat were squirming strangely...

Seeing the Buddhist beads walking to the lamp stand outside, extinguishing the lights, taking out the pieces of meat piece by piece and placing them outside a wooden barrel, Wu Dao suddenly realized in his heart that there would be no three clean meat.

Could it be that why do you want to use three clean meat for electric lights?

So what's so good about inserting the wick after it is lit?

I feel that this place is stranger.

Wu Dao did not follow the Buddhist beads and arhats back outside the hall, but continued to go deeper into the interior. Judging from the arrangement and fleshy texture of the rows of light stands, he had a premonition that he should be able to see unexpected scenes when he walked.

The paintings outside the side hall were extremely detailed and dense, with all kinds of auspicious images, but there was no Buddha statue or a portrait of a Buddha.

In addition, every character has a compassionate expression, but her eyes are cruel and cold, making the picture extremely weird and scary, as if they are all staring at them.

The ones there are very good, very good!

After Wu Dao left for a few minutes, he realized that he had fallen into some kind of formation.
Chapter completed!