Huikong was filled with astonishment and looked at the purple-robed long-haired monk in disbelief.
He had no idea that he had come to Yiyunchuan for help, only to be treated like this.
I am not a monk from the ancient Buddhist world, but I am not even qualified to enter Yijiyunchuan?
Aren’t you a Buddhist?
Even if I am not a member of the ancient Buddhist world, why should I be treated differently?
Monk Daoji seemed to have expected this situation, and his expression was a little helpless and sad.
He knew very well that although Western Buddhism was an orthodox Buddhist heritage, the ancient monks in Yiyunchuan did not take Western Buddhism seriously at all.
In the eyes of the monks in Yijiyunchuan, they are the orthodox Buddhist sect.
As for the so-called Western Buddhism?
It was just created by a group of low-level monks who luckily got some incomplete Buddhist inheritance.
How can it be compared with Yijiyunchuan?
The monks in Yiyunchuan do not recognize the so-called Western Buddhism at all.
The attitude of the purple-robed long-haired monk is already clear.
Monk Daoji is a monk of the Lingyin lineage and is qualified to enter Yijiyunchuan.
But Huikong cannot.
"Friends of Buddhism, we are indeed here for important matters. Please put aside your scholastic views for the time being, can you?"
Monk Daoji wanted to fight for it again.
But in the end, he was glared at by the long-haired monk in purple clothes.
A mighty Buddha power suddenly filled the air.
It fell on Monk Daoji and Huikong.
The two groaned, and their bodies suddenly felt heavy.
All the bones in his body were shaking, as if he was overwhelmed.
"Half Saint!"
Both of them felt the cultivation level of this purple-robed and long-haired monk, who was indeed a semi-saint.
"Yiyunchuan is the pure land of Buddhism. Only monks from the ancient Buddhist world can enter."
The long-haired monk in purple clothes spoke even colder words and stared at Huikong with unkind eyes.
"Since you came to Yiyunchuan, I want to erase this memory and let you out!"
"Otherwise, if you leak out what happened in Yijiyunchuan, I don't know how many low-level monks will come to bother you."
Both Huikong and Monk Daoji were shocked.
did not expect
This long-haired monk in purple clothes is so powerful.
Not only must Huikong be driven out, but the memory of Yiyunchuan must be erased from Huikong's soul.
This is too overbearing!
Where is there any trace of the compassion and kindness of Buddhist monks?
Even though Huikong has been to the Central Plains and seen many forces from hundreds of families, there are few that are so arrogant and powerful.
But this is obviously a place of Buddhism!
How can a Buddhist be like this?
It was extremely difficult for Huikong to accept it for a while.
This was completely different from the Buddhism he had been familiar with since childhood.
at this time.
The long-haired monk in purple clothes had already stretched out his hand towards Huikong, intending to grab Huikong's heavenly spirit and erase Huikong's memory.
"How can we be like this if we are both Buddhists?"
Huikong shouted loudly, and the Buddhist power all over his body suddenly burst out.
boom!!!
In just this moment, Huikong relied on his own Buddhist power to break away from the Buddhist power of the purple-robed and long-haired monk.
The hand stretched out by the long-haired monk in purple clothes was also immediately grabbed by Huikong.
"Um?"
The long-haired monk in purple robes looked astonished.
Obviously, he didn't expect that a monk like Huikong, who was in the aspirational realm, could forcefully break away from his pressure.
And he still had the guts to grab his own wrist.
"presumptuous!"
The purple-robed long-haired monk shouted angrily, his eyes widening with anger, and the three Buddha lights behind him simultaneously turned into golden flames and swept towards Huikong.
Monk Daoji was shocked. He was afraid that something might happen to Huikong, and he didn't care that this was a cloud.
We can only take action!
A swastika Buddha seal roared out and struck hard at the purple-robed long-haired monk.
“Don’t overestimate your capabilities!”
The long-haired monk in purple clothes remained motionless, and the golden flame behind him instantly swallowed up the swastika Buddha seal of Monk Daoji.
Monk Daoji was forced back by the golden flames, his face full of anxiety.
And Huikong was even more attracted by Jin
The flames completely engulfed it.
It seems that he has been buried under this Buddhist fire.
"Huikong!"
Daoji thought Huikong was dead and couldn't help crying out in pain.
But as golden light overflowed, Huikong's figure emerged from the flames.
The Buddha's light enveloped Huikong's whole body, blocking out all the flames.
"What?"
This time, the long-haired monk in purple clothes was even more shocked.
He is a semi-sage of Buddhism, although he is nothing among the many monks in Yiyunchuan.
But against the previous monk who was only in the Aspirational Realm, he should have been crushed.
But now.
Not only was he unable to crush Huikong, but he was somewhat helpless against Huikong.
Although Huikong's cultivation is not as good as that of the purple-robed and long-haired monk, he is still experienced in hundreds of battles.
And I have been around Ye Qingyun for a long time, and I am always influenced by Ye Qingyun.
The level of cultivation has long been unable to measure Huikong.
At this time, he is still capable of fighting against a powerful semi-saint.
What's more, under the anger at this moment, Huikong had an indescribable energy.
It seems that I want to tear this hypocritical Yiyunchuan to pieces with my own hands!
"It seems that you are not an ordinary monk, but since you dare to act recklessly in Yiyunchuan, I have to suppress you completely!"
The long-haired monk in purple clothes had a cold look on his face. He clasped his hands together and a golden Buddha statue suddenly appeared behind him.
This golden Buddha statue does not have the usual majestic appearance and peaceful face.
To be continued...