"What are you still standing there? Why don't you carry it away quickly? Do you want the old monk Longqi to cause trouble for you?"

Everyone in Xiangfo Temple looked shocked and suspicious. After discussing in a low voice, four burly monks walked over.

Monk Hualong was indeed not dead, but it was no different from being dead.

After being turned up, my eyes turned white, dull and unconscious, and the corners of my mouth kept flowing out, and I was obviously stupid!

"You... you treat Senior Brother Hualong like this, and the masters of Huanxiling will definitely not spare you!"

Seeing that the flower dragon turned into this, the four monks from Xiangfu Temple changed their faces one by one. One of them looked at Chen Feng in fear, gritted his teeth and growled.

As fellow Tantric disciples, they know the terribleness of the flower dragon and their strength is completely higher than that of the treasure elephant.

Unexpectedly, the strongest of this young brother was hit like this by him, and he seemed to have been completely ruined.

"If you want to find trouble, you should have to look for you first? Don't think that I really don't know why this guy appears here!"

Chen Feng glanced at the four of them coldly, and a sharp look flashed across the corner of his mouth.

You don’t have to think about it, but the reason why Monk Hualong appeared here must be the instigation of others.

At present, the people in Xiangfo Temple let him do whatever he wants here, and obviously also participated in it.

Regardless of whether the old monk Longqi has other purposes, he must be on his side before the purpose is achieved, so he does not care at all about the bad consequences that will cause.

"you……"

After hearing what Chen Feng said, the faces of the few people changed again and they carried Hualong away in panic.

"Brother Feng, is it not appropriate for us to do this in Tantric Buddhism?"

Watching the few people leave, Murong Xue frowned slightly.

"If you don't do it, you won't die. Everything is something he asked for. Could it be that he will let them bully?"

Chen Feng shook his head, not feeling inappropriate at all.

Seeing him say this, Murong Xue's mouth moved, and finally shedded her back.

The door was shattered and naturally could not live anymore.

Next, Murong Xue came to Chen Feng's room, and the two sat cross-legged, each with their own thoughts.

"Brother Feng, I feel that it's better to be more careful next! This Tantra seems majestic and solemn, but in fact it's full of strangeness and danger, especially the old monk who preached in the hall before was not a good person at all?"

"Oh? Are you talking about the Saint Fulong? Why do you think so?" Chen Feng's eyes flashed and he asked with interest.

For this person, he only felt that his methods were magical, and there seemed to be a layer of fog that could not be opened. To be weird, there was indeed a little bit more or less.

Otherwise, why did he, a person who is not intimate with gods and Buddhas, suddenly become close to Buddha after listening to an explanation?

"When the old monk preached, it seemed like a special energy was hidden in the sound and it was transmitted into everyone's ears."

Murong Xue frowned and hesitated to tell all the doubts and guesses in her heart.

"I could see clearly at that time. When you listened to the old monk's explanation, you all looked dull and your eyes were straight, as if you had lost your soul! If there was no abnormality in this state, I would never believe it!"
Chapter completed!