Mu Mingjing picked up the stick in his hand and pushed it across his chest, blocking the other beggars.
The leading Buddhist cultivator showed a stern smile: "Seeking death!"
However, the other party was obviously just an ordinary beggar, but as his Zen staff continued to press downward, the resistance he encountered became greater and greater.
It turned out that Mu Mingjing's dirty palm suddenly burst out with a golden Buddha's light, coating the rod in his hand with a layer of golden light, and he actually stopped the Buddhist monk's Zen rod by himself!
Several other Buddhist cultivators were shocked. Is this the power of the opportunity given by the Buddha?
I didn't expect that a mortal could display such power!
"Why are you still standing there!" the leader of the Buddhist cultivators shouted, "Let's go together!"
Only then did the few Buddhist cultivators nearby react, and they all raised their Zen staffs and swung them towards Mu Mingjing.
The power of Buddhist cultivation in the five Jialan stages should not be underestimated. Even with Mu Fusheng's Buddha's light protecting his body, Mu Mingjing was forced to take a step back and was directly pressed to his knees on the ground.
"Hahahaha, so what if the Buddha's body is protected by golden light? Why don't you just kneel down to us obediently!" a Buddhist cultivator said happily.
Mu Mingjing gritted his teeth, spat out a mouthful of blood, and said with hatred: "It's a shame that you are still Buddhist cultivators, and you actually killed a beggar like me. This is a temple, and you are not afraid of the Buddha's blame!"
"This place is so dilapidated. I don't know which fallen Buddha is being worshiped. Can he still retaliate on us?" the leading Buddhist cultivator said sarcastically.
Veins popped out on Mu Mingjing's tiny arms. He was increasingly unable to block the combined strength of the Zen staffs of the five Buddhist cultivators, and his small body was being pushed lower and lower.
Gradually, the Buddha's light emanating from Mu Mingjing's small palms became weaker and weaker, and those Buddhist cultivators became more and more proud: "It seems that the Buddha also made a mistake and gave a great opportunity to a waste like you!
"
The beggar behind was so frightened that he was at a loss. Just when he felt that he must explain what he was doing here today, the situation became worse. The Buddha's light in Mu Mingjing's palm completely disappeared.
A time when a beggar becomes desperate and even Mu Mingjing gives up.
Suddenly, Mu Mingjing's back was covered by a dazzling golden light, and the five Buddhist cultivators were ejected out of the temple in an instant!
Amidst the wails of the five Buddhist cultivators, Mu Mingjing and the others looked behind them with wide eyes. They saw that the Buddha statue that was originally mottled and covered with moss suddenly became golden, and the worn-out outer shell of the Buddha statue fell off like a cicada. Several people
I blinked in disbelief, it was like a dream!
When a few people opened their eyes again, the Buddha statue had a completely new look!
A handsome monk stands on the lotus platform with his hands clasped, his body is golden, and he is compassionate and solemn.
Mu Fusheng was stunned, and subconsciously murmured: "Brother Mu."
Several other beggars could not help but kneel on the ground, prostrate on the ground piously: "Amitabha, Buddha bless you."
Five Buddhist cultivators fell outside the door and looked at this scene in shock. The appearance of this golden Buddha statue was so similar to that of the Buddha...
But now the Buddha is just a Zen master. How can he have a Buddha statue and directly exclude people from the temple?
Could it be that the Buddha's previous life...the Buddha's light awakened the Buddha statue in the previous life?
The leading Buddhist monk didn't seem to believe this incredible thing. He tried his best to rush forward again, but was bounced back again at the door of the temple!
He looked at the few beggars inside and gritted his teeth and said: "We can't get in, and you can't even come out. The Buddha statue can protect you in the temple. Will it still be able to take care of you when you come out?"
Mu Mingjing is really having a headache now. Brother Mu asked him to collect information as soon as possible, because there are less than two days left, and if they are all trapped here...
Do we have no choice but to rush out and fight them head-on?
Mu Fusheng held the stick in his hand and explained: "I will rush out and hold them down later, and you will wait for an opportunity to escape. If I don't survive, any information I have will be sent directly to the most handsome little brother at the gate of Nanyin Temple.
"
An old beggar said in shock: "But, you..."
Before he could finish speaking, Mu Mingjing had already rushed out of the temple. As expected, several Buddhist cultivators were already waiting for him with Zen staffs in hand!
The Zen staffs knocked down on Mu Mingjing's head one after another. Mu Mingjing closed his eyes tightly and thought to himself: "You must take the opportunity to escape quickly!"
But the Zen staff stopped an inch away from Mu Mingjing's head, and a charming voice came from the air: "A few bald donkeys in the Jialan period are bullying a little beggar, you Buddhist cultivators should
He is truly compassionate.”
For some reason, the Zen staffs in the hands of the five Buddhist cultivators could not be moved at all, as if they were frozen in place.
Mu Mingjing opened his eyes in disbelief, and saw a fiery red figure flashing in front of him, and he was lifted into the air.
The next second, the five Zen rods broke in unison. All five Buddhist cultivators were shaken and fell around in a panic. They struggled to get up and trembled: "You, who are you!"