"Why are you still standing there? Why don't you carry him away quickly? Do you want the old monk Long Qi to cause trouble for you?"
Everyone in Xiangfo Temple looked surprised and uncertain. After some low-spirited discussion, four burly monks walked over.
Monk Hualong is indeed not dead, but it is no different from being dead.
After being turned up, his eyes were white and dull, and his mouth was constantly dripping with tears. He was obviously crazy!
"You...if you treat Senior Brother Hualong like this, the senior brothers in Huanxi Ridge will definitely not let you go!"
Seeing Hualong's appearance like this, the faces of the four monks from Xiangfo Temple changed drastically. One of them looked at Chen Feng in fear, gritted his teeth and roared.
As brothers of the same generation in Tantric Buddhism, they are well aware of the terrifying aspects of Hualong, and their strength is completely superior to that of Baoxiang.
Unexpectedly, the strongest among the young brothers would be beaten like this, as if he had been completely destroyed.
"If I want to cause trouble, I should come to you first, right? Don't think that I really don't know why this guy is here!"
Chen Feng glanced at the four of them coldly, with a sharp look on his lips.
You don't need to think about it to know that the reason why Monk Hualong appeared here must have been instigated by others.
At present, everyone in Xiangfo Temple is allowing him to act recklessly, and they are obviously involved in it.
No matter whether Old Monk Long Qi has other purposes, before the purpose is achieved, the position is definitely on his side, so he doesn't care at all about the bad consequences this matter will cause.
"you……"
After hearing what Chen Feng said, the expressions of several people changed again, and they carried Hua Longcang away in panic.
"Brother Feng, wouldn't it be inappropriate if we do this in a tantric sect?"
Murong Xue frowned slightly as she watched several people leave.
"If he doesn't do something, he won't die. He brought it all on himself. Is it possible that he should let them bully him?"
Chen Feng shook his head, not feeling anything inappropriate at all.
Seeing him say this, Murong Xue moved her mouth, but finally held it back.
The door was smashed, making it uninhabitable.
Next, Murong Xue came to Chen Feng's room, and the two of them sat cross-legged opposite each other, each thinking.
"Brother Feng, I think we'd better be more careful next time! This tantric sect looks majestic and solemn, but in fact it is full of weirdness and dangers. Especially the old monk who lectured in the hall before is not a good person at all?"
"Oh? Are you talking about Fulong Saint? 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 removed. To say that it was weird, it was more or less true.
Otherwise, how could he, a person who had no feelings for gods and Buddhas, suddenly feel close to Buddha after listening to an explanation?
"When the old monk was preaching, there seemed to be a special energy hidden in the sound, which spread to everyone's ears."
Murong Xue frowned and hesitated to express all the doubts and speculations in her heart.
"I saw clearly at that time that when you were listening to the old monk's explanation, each of you looked dull and your eyes were straight, as if you had lost your soul! If there is nothing abnormal about this state, I would never believe it!"