"Amitus Buddha!"

As soon as Lingtong left, only Fa'an and Liu Yi were left in the hall. Fa'an said a long time ago, with a hint of cruel smile in his voice.

Liu Yi heard of Fa'an's bad intentions. He silently liberated the lantern of nirvana and the initial practice of practicing into his waist, wanting to see what he was thinking about.

"Fahai, the abbot asked me to arrange your ministry. Have you heard it clearly?" Fa'an did not see any panic on Liu Yi, and felt uncomfortable as if he swallowed a dead fly. He raised his head and screamed, his sharp voice echoing in the Great Hall.

"I heard it!"

"From tomorrow, you will clean the house!" Fa'an smiled. The so-called quiet house is the thatched house, which is the lowest deacon among all deacons.

"I won't do it!" Liu Yi raised his head.

"What?" Fa'an screamed.

He originally thought that Liu Yi would not dare to refuse this ministry when he first entered this temple. No matter how unwilling he would have to swallow his anger and obediently listen to his manipulation. However, he did not expect that as soon as Liu Yi spoke, he would reject the ministry he had finally thought of.

"I said I can't do it!" Liu Yi repeated, then said: "Where is my room? Take me there. I woke up too early in the morning and felt a little tired. I wanted to have a sleep!"

"Bold, as a monk in this temple, you dare to refuse the ministry of this temple. Can't you rebel?" Fa An's face turned pale and he scolded loudly.

"Is it a rebellion to refuse the ministry you arranged?" Liu Yi retorted: "If you make an arrangement justly, I will naturally do my best to do my best. But if you retaliate freely, I am not afraid!" After Liu Yi finished speaking, he looked at Fa'an with his head raised and provocatively.

"Okay! OK!" Fa'an laughed instead of anger, turned around and walked towards the gate. When he reached the door, he stopped: "Fahai, this is the main hall, in front of the Buddha's command. I don't want to use force. If you know the image, you will present the lantern of the mind and the initial enlightenment of cultivation to me. Then kneel on the ground and kowtow three times. I think that God has the virtue of being a good person, so I will spare you once. Otherwise, don't blame me for being polite!"

"So what can I do if you are welcome!" Liu Yi knew that he could not be weak at this time, otherwise he would be unable to move in the Golden Light Temple.

Fa'an walked outside the Main Hall and stood there with his hands crossed: "Don't say that Lingkong has left, even if he is here, I can't stop me from trying to deal with you."

"Bold, dare you say my master's harsh words!" Liu Yi said angrily. Although Lingkong left immediately after accepting his disciples, the name of his master and disciple had been decided. Fa'an talked about Lingkong, just like Liu Yi.

"Your master!" Fa'an sneered: "He practiced shallowly and was defeated by Shuiyue Temple and Daxiangguo Temple at the Water and Land Conference. Not only did this temple be able to rank third in the Buddhist sect within the Jin Dynasty, but he himself was injured and his whole body was completely dispersed."

"I lost two games in succession, and all my skills were dispersed! This temple can only be in the third place!" Liu Yi also understood the hidden truth after hearing this.

"Stop! Even if the family master Lingkong loses two games, he still takes action for this temple, regardless of himself. Otherwise, how could he lose all his power? Although the family master is defeated, I am very impressed. You guys, not only do not appreciate the injuries suffered by the master to defend this temple, but instead laugh at him. A villain like you are only worthy of barking here, how can you know the noble character of your family master!" Liu Yiji pointed and scolded loudly.

"I am so noble, so noble. Do you dare to speak out for the defeated general? I scold your master. If you are dissatisfied, just seek justice for your master!" Fa'an said with his hands slanted with his hands and said shamelessly.

"I think of Fayan as if he is fearless, I am afraid that his skills are not low. I have only practiced for two days. Although I have learned the Soul-Suppressing Sound, I have never practiced any boxing techniques. Maybe it is not his opponent!" Looking at Fayan's arrogant face, Liu Yi secretly thought in his heart: "But practitioners need to be brave and strong. If they are sure of everything before they are willing to take action, how can they play a role in tempering themselves? What's more, Fayan insults me and my master. If they don't take action, can they stay here again in the future?"

When Liu Yi thought of this, he sneered: "Although justice is in the hearts of the people, it is in the hands of the people. Today I will ask you for a visit!"

Speaking of this, he walked out of the hall with great strides.

"Good!"

Seeing that Liu Yi was fearless, Fa An didn't know whether he was a master of art or a brave man or an ignorant person, but he didn't dare to act as arrogant anymore. Instead, he stood there solemnly, his body bent slightly, like a large bow drawn.

"drink!"

When Liu Yi was about to reach the gate of the hall, he suddenly exhaled and opened his voice. He moved his body, took two steps, rushed straight, and waved his fist hard to Fa'an's face.

"Refining Qi into the body!"

Fa'an did not expect that Liu Yi would take action so quickly and neatly. He was only shocked, but when he saw Liu Yi's movements clearly, his heart was raised.

As the Dharma Bank slashed casually, a wave of air immediately emerged, wrapping up towards Liu Yi's fist.

Liu Yi immediately felt that the air in his fist was frozen, so he seemed to have punched his fist and smashed it into a mud, like a sponge. The pressure of the airflow made his fist move at high speed, and immediately became as pitiful as a snail.

"Boy, I dare to fight with me even if I have the skill of refining Qi!"

Fa'an smiled disdainfully, his palm was like a knife, and he directly cut to Liu Yi's wrist.

Liu Yi immediately felt his wrist numb, as if he was struck by lightning, and he almost lost control.

"What a hard arm!" Fa An was stunned. His original idea was to break Liu Yi's arm with one palm, but he did not expect that although Liu Yi showed extremely painful appearance, his arm was intact.

"The fight started over there!"

"Go and see it quickly. It's the Fa'an and the new Fahai!"

"Guess who can win!"

"Is that needless to say? It must be Senior Brother Fa'an! He is now at the state of releasing energy, and Fahai has just entered the temple, and he must have just started."

The monks had just dispersed, and most of them were still gathering in the square outside the Main Hall. When they saw that there was a fight here, they immediately rushed over.

Hearing the discussions of the brothers, Fa An sneered and said in his heart: "Today, not only do you have to win, but you also have to win beauty. You have to teach him a lesson and let him dedicate two treasures to me."

Thinking of this, he snorted coldly, and his palm came forward, and directly printed on Liu Yi's chest.

As soon as Liu Yi came back, he felt a strong wind suddenly appear, like a mountain and a mountain, pressing hard towards his chest.

The palm print had not yet been printed on Liu Yi's body, but the airflow from the outside pressed Liu Yi couldn't even breathe. The pressure made his heart beat wildly like never before. The blood was also pressed on his head, and the blood vessels on his forehead were pressed, protruding from outside the skin, like six or seven small black snakes, and could explode at any time.

"This is not the sound of wind brought by palm power, but it should be true qi!" Liu Yi understood in his heart. The airflow that pressed in front of his chest must be the true qi released from the Dharma Bank. If it was the strong wind brought by palm power, he would not have felt such great pressure at all.

At this time, Liu Yi found that he seemed to be tied up, and the air around him was as heavy as mercury, which made him almost unable to move.

Before Liu Yi could move, Fa'an's hand changed his move in the middle, suddenly provoked it, but gave up the action of pressing on his chest, and slapped him in the face again.

"What a thief!" Looking at Fa'an's raised palm, Liu Yi only felt that his face was burning. The feeling of shame in his heart made his body explode. If Fa'an really slapped him in the face, he would really not have to live.

"I would rather die for the fish than break the net!"

Thinking of this, Liu Yi made up his mind. As soon as Fa'an's hand was lifted up, his mind moved, and the true energy was circulating wildly in his body, and a sound of Ksitigarbha's soul-suppressing sound snatching his mouth.

"roar!"

A roar sounded like a thunderous sound, which shocked the monks around him. The Dharma shore in the sound waves was even more unbearable, and it looked like a mud-tied wood, with a dull look on his eyes and his wrists actually paused in the air.

Just when he changed his move, Liu Yi had already found that he had regained his ability to move. He suppressed the dizziness caused by the consumption of true energy, and suddenly stepped forward, then raised his wrist and slapped Fa'an's face hard.

Just as Liu Yi's hand was about to touch Fa'an's face, Fa'an's shocked soul had recovered. Seeing the slap in the face and the sound of wind, he could only jump backwards desperately. As he leaped, his right leg quietly raised, sweeping towards Liu Yi's chest like a dancing whip.

"Bang!"

At the same time, Liu Yi's palm was already hanging with the sound of wind, and he slapped Fa'an's face with a loud and straightforward voice.

"boom!"

After only a little slower, Fa'an's foot had already kicked Liu Yi's chest. With a loud bang, he kicked him directly into the air and landed heavily in the hall.

"Ah, I really hit it!"

"Oh, it's so loud!"

Hearing the slap, the monks around him couldn't help but sigh, and some monks even covered their faces and exclaimed in empathy.

"Fa'an is embarrassing this time!"

"Yes! Even a newcomer can't beat him. If I were him, I would have to commit suicide!"

Hearing the monks' discussions, Fa'an was ashamed of shame. He felt another heat on his face. Liu Yi's strength could not cause any injuries to him, but the shame was something he could never bear.

"What a thief, come to die!"

He looked at Liu Yi who was about to get up in the hall, and he didn't even care about the precepts that the Great Hall of War was not allowed to use force. After a roar, his body flew, his hands turned into claws, and he rushed towards Liu Yi like a hungry tiger.

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Chapter completed!