"Amitabha, good, good, good."

The monks of Yunyan Temple, led by Zen Master Qingkong, the abbot, also chanted the Buddha's name in unison.

One is to flatter the holy monk, and the other is to be admired by this young holy monk again.

Another great evil man was brought to repentance.

What a great merit!

Although everyone was temporarily appeased, most of them looked at the big man with a kind of hatred in their eyes.

Dayou waited for him to finish speaking, then swarmed him and tore him alive.

"Do you know that this crime cannot be forgiven?"

What an unexpected gain, Chen Yi felt happy in his heart, but still asked solemnly with a precious look on his face.

"Holy Monk, I know, but, but I have to do it, then... uh! uh uh!"

While the big man was talking, a person suddenly jumped out of nowhere and held his mouth tightly. There was a cold light hidden in the bottom of his hand, and he was about to wipe it on the big man's neck.

"Be bold!"

With a vigorous roar, a figure flashed, and with two bangs, a figure flew straight out of the crowd and landed in the open space under the rock wall.

When the man fell, he was tightly surrounded by the monks of Yunyan Temple.

This sudden change caused the rabbit to rise and the falcon to fall, but it only happened in a blink of an eye.

The one who crossed a distance of several feet in an instant and threw the suddenly appearing person was actually the white-browed and long-bearded Abbot Qingkong.

Many people did not expect that this venerable and respected old abbot, who was over seventy years old, could have such advanced cultivation.

Abbot Qingkong was actually on guard when the big man mentioned the big case four years ago.

Although he was not very clear about what was going on, he knew that the case was important and probably involved a lot.

It was impossible for this big man to say it in public. There were people involved in the case nearby, so he would not be allowed to be exposed in the slightest.

Sure enough, someone immediately came out to kill and silence him.

Abbot Qingkong stretched out his hand, lifted up the big man who had beaten him into a pig's head, jumped up, and returned to the monks as light as clouds.

Although the old abbot devoted himself to meditation, he did not want to pay attention to worldly affairs.

But today it is different.

First of all, this is Yunyan Temple, a pure place for Buddhism, and no one is allowed to act recklessly.

Secondly, although this Master Tripitaka is young, his talent is extremely high and his Buddhist teachings are profound, which he has never seen before in his life.

It was also because of this that at the beginning, he was willing to serve as a foil and led the monks of Yunyan Temple to build up his momentum when Master Tripitaka was giving lectures.

However, he did not expect that even he, an old monk who had practiced Zen all his life, would gain a lot after listening to Master Tripitaka preaching the scriptures.

Every time I listen to the lecture, I feel that my cultivation has greatly improved.

Only then was he convinced, almost breaking his years of meditation, and he was so happy.

I can’t help but be happy!

This is simply a natural Buddhist son that Buddhism rarely encounters in thousands of years. It is a heavenly being who has come to the world, and it is Buddhism’s great hope!

He categorically refused to allow anyone to do anything, tarnishing the name of Master Tripitaka.

Chen Yi was not surprised by this sudden scene.

At critical moments, there are always villains who want to kill people and silence them. Isn’t this an unspoken rule?

As for the old abbot's cultivation, he had already seen it.

He lowered his head and looked at the villain who suddenly appeared to kill people.

This man was dressed like an ordinary person, but his face was covered with a rag.

It was obviously a spur-of-the-moment idea, and he was caught off guard by the big man. In desperation, he pulled a piece of cloth from his clothes and covered it before going out to kill.

"Who are you?"

"snort!"

The man who was surrounded by a large crowd, in full view of the public, and tightly surrounded by monks, was not afraid at all. Instead, he stiffened his neck and said, "Bald donkey! I'm warning you, don't meddle in other people's business. Even your Buddha may not dare to provoke you."

How dare you bald donkeys take care of people like this? If you provoke people you shouldn’t provoke, I will send you to see the Buddha carefully!”

"Amitabha, sin is sin, sin is sin." Abbot Qingkong Heshi kept chanting.

If before, if he heard someone exposing his scars, Chen Yifei would have to slap the shit out of him.

But now instead of being angry, he was very happy.

He had such a big battle and waited for someone to hook him in the morning, but he didn't expect that there would be more gains.

With a smile on his face: "Oh? Are you talking about the emperor in the Lingxiao Palace, or the Supreme Being in the Tusita Palace? He has such great magical powers that even the Buddha doesn't take him seriously?"

"Don't dare to blaspheme the gods and Buddhas."

A rough voice suddenly broke in.

Everyone looked and saw someone else standing out from the crowd.

He was a very tall man, and many people around him stood up.

"My subordinates are ignorant and have offended all the masters."

The man looked rough, but his words were kind and measured.

"Golden Dragon Gang!"

Someone in the crowd screamed.

Not only was he shocked, there was also an unconcealable fear.

"Hahaha, fellow villagers, Master Tripitaka has finished teaching the Dharma today. Lu still has some personal matters that he would like to discuss with Master Tripitaka in private. How about we all leave first?"

The man smiled, cupped his fists, and bowed to everyone around him.

Many people in the crowd had already left in a hurry.

But there were still people who were hesitant, and a small number of people looked determined and wary.

"Lu, you guys still don't know what your Golden Dragon Gang is?"

A woman suddenly stood up, put her hands on her hips and said, "With us here, you can't even think of doing anything bad to the holy monk!"

"good!"

"Don't even think about harming the holy monk!"

A sharp look flashed in the man's eyes, and when he was about to make a move, he heard Chen Yi's voice: "Amitabha, donors don't have to be like this."

"I think this Donor Lu just has some confusion and wants the young monk to answer it. It will definitely not be detrimental to the young monk."

Chen Yi looked at the man named Lu with a smile: "Donor Lu, is what the young monk said right?"

"Hahahaha, yes, that's right. Folks, don't be nervous. Lu has always respected an upright monk like Master Tripitaka. How dare you be rude?"

The man surnamed Lu had a sharp look in his eyes, but he suppressed it and laughed.

"Holy Monk, the Golden Dragon Gang are not good people..."

When the woman was about to say something just now, Chen Yi interrupted her with a smile and said, "Don't worry, this donor, the young monk will be fine."

"Dear donors, that's it for today. Go, go."

The last sentence, the sound is like a big wave, going round and round, layer by layer, spreading far away.

The shock caused the eardrums of everyone present to ache, and those with internal energy were even more shocked to the point where their blood and blood surged, and their chests became tight.

The branches and leaves of the trees in the distance were rustling.

Even ordinary people who don't understand what martial arts and internal strength are, know that the holy monk is not only profound in Buddhism, but also has extraordinary magical powers.

Not to mention the horror in the hearts of those in the martial arts world.

Seeing this, the remaining people who were afraid of the Golden Dragon Gang and worried about the Holy Monk gradually dispersed in obedience.

However, there were still about ten people left behind, including the woman who was the first to come forward. She was still staring at the people from the Golden Dragon Gang, wary of them.

These dozen or so people, in today's terms, are truly fanatical followers of Chen Yi.

If I did this in this world, would I have to eat peanuts?

Chen Yi shook off the strange thoughts that flashed through his mind.

The power of the scripture enlightened by the gray screen is really terrifying.

Although the power of pure destruction and destruction was terrifying, it would not make him feel palpitated like this power that almost controlled people's hearts.

No wonder he dares to say that the Western Heaven Bliss "has the Three Treasures of Mahayana Buddhism, which can transcend the dead and ascend to heaven, can save people in trouble and escape suffering, can cultivate the body of infinite life, and can do things that have no coming and no going", "can resolve hundreds of grievances, and can eliminate countless disasters."

.

I’m not just bragging, the Tripitaka Sutra really has such power.

Even if a mortal gets it, there is still a chance of transcendence.

However, it stands to reason that the last time he traveled, he obviously only reached the Kingdom of Women, far from the Western Heaven, and did not obtain the Tripitaka Mahayana Sutra.

Why is there in the memory?

Chen Yi was shocked by the power of the scripture, and his mind wandered again, and a doubtful thought flashed across his mind.

He pressed me down again immediately, now is not the time to think about this.

Look down.

At this moment, only the monks of Yunyan Temple and a dozen believers were left around the pagoda.

There are also the Golden Dragon Gang, as the people call it, and two other groups of people.

He originally didn't want ordinary people to know the truth, which would cause them to fall into panic and even collapse into a state of panic.
Chapter completed!