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Chapter 797: Be a Pure Witch

"Master!"

A voice filled with surprise suddenly sounded.

Monk Chang Yue was feeling dissatisfied. He turned his head and saw a simple and honest young man wearing only ordinary clothes. He couldn't help but feel disgusted and slapped him with his palm, "What are you yelling at? You scared the Buddha."

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Although Meng Yang is honest and honest and doesn't like to argue, if you think he has a good temper, you would be totally wrong. When Lin Li met him for the first time, he saw his crazy side.

A simple and friendly personality is aimed at people.

"I didn't offend you or bully you?"

Mengyang punched him. His original strength was no less than five thousand kilograms. After the mighty Tianlong Bodhisattva entered his body, his strength increased again and he already had six thousand kilograms of strength. And this kind of strength is not as simple as brute force.

Chang Yue felt a powerful force coming fiercely, and her palm was actually pushed back.

Meng Yang didn't bother and shot towards Lin Li.

However, Chang Yue was stronger than Meng Yang. Just as he was about to take action again, he was grabbed by Chang Xin, slightly gesturing in the direction of Lin Li, and said: "There are many people on the other side, and it is easy to cause chaos. Junior brother, please be patient."

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Meng Yang ran all the way to Lin Li's side, called "Master" with deep emotion, then he didn't know what to say, and stood aside with his head bowed.

Lin Li was greatly surprised, "How did you get to Da Ruzhou and then here?"

Meng Yang told the story, and Lin Li, Ji Changyue and others couldn't help being surprised.

Wang Ming sighed: "You can come here across two continents. This is the true connection with Buddhism."

The mighty Tianlong Bodhisattva sounds very awesome.

Among the four, only Taotie was more aware of Meng Yang's talent in practicing his own skills. At this time, instead of being unhappy, he was actually a little worried. His already gloomy face became even more unhappy.

Meng Yang noticed Taotie's changes and immediately understood his worries in his heart, and said quickly: "Uncle, don't worry, the inheritance of the mighty Tianlong Bodhisattva is very gentle. It only has a supporting effect on the original cultivation method and has no impact at all. If not, I would rather

Expel him."

Taotie's face softened and he glanced at Meng Yang appreciatively. What he hoped to see was a pure witch, not a fancy ghost like Lin Li.

He didn't know that when Meng Yang accepted the inheritance, he clenched his fist fiercely and was ready to interrupt the inheritance at any time. He warned himself over and over again, "I want to be a pure witch. If it affects my purity, even if it affects my purity,

Strong, I don’t want it either.”



The Buddhist ties in the ruins of the Buddhist Kingdom were passed down respectively, and the power to support the Buddhist Kingdom disappeared, so the Buddhist Kingdom collapsed. No matter how magnificent the palace was, it seemed as if its essence had been drained in an instant, leaving only a bright appearance.

It turned into piles of rubble. And the huge light pillar surrounding the ruins of the Buddhist Kingdom also became extremely dim, with only a thin layer. It gave people the feeling that with just a light touch, it would shatter into crystals all over the sky.

This feeling of weakness is very obvious, unlike the previous feeling that seemed weak but very strong.

All outsiders who have gained a relationship with Buddhism are moved by the selfless spirit of the ancient Buddha, and secretly remember this sentiment in their hearts. If Buddhism is in need in the future, they will not be stingy in helping.

"The Buddhist kingdom collapsed and dispersed."

The people gathered in the square planned to leave.

But at this moment, people with good eyesight suddenly discovered that there were many rays of light coming towards them. After a while, they appeared densely in sight.

Boop, bam, bam...

These brilliance passed through the thin light curtain one by one, but they were Buddhist monks one by one.

hiss!

Everyone was shocked, but Buddhist monks such as Hengyuan, Hengqi, Kongyue, Kongyu, Changyue, and Changxin were all surprised, happy, and doubtful.

What shocked everyone was not only the number of monks, but also their strength. All the elites of the entire Great Florida State were mobilized.

The leading white-haired old monks came holding rosary beads and stepping on the void, which showed that they all had the strength of the longevity realm.

One, two, three...eight, nine...there are actually ten people in the longevity realm.

hiss!

Everyone took a breath again and was shocked. In the past, it was extremely difficult to see one person in the Changshou Realm, but now ten people came together.

Chang Yue recalled that Senior Brother Chang Xin was hesitant to speak, and thought of something. She couldn't help but have a sinister smile on her lips. She pointed at the air and said: "It turned out that the elders had a plan for a long time. I understand. Look, that is Abbot Xuanwu of our sect."

, and all the elders, the Great Elder of False Name are also here, these two are in the longevity realm."

Another monk said: "There is also Elder Xuwang. Elder Xuwang's two disciples Chang Ning and Chang Sheng also wanted to come to the Buddhist ruins. I don't know why they didn't come?"

Among the monks of the Great Zen Temple, some disciples pointed in the air and said, "Abbot Huineng and Great Elder Huiqian of our sect have also arrived. What are we going to do?"

Among the ten old monks in the longevity realm, Abbot Wuhua of Fayuan Temple and Great Elder Sinless were also among them, but they were hidden behind the monks of Tantric Temple.

Seeing this scene, Lin Li couldn't help but shake his head, "What does this mean? Even if you hide again, it's just the difference between fifty steps and a hundred steps. You've already come, and you still have to hide and tuck in. It's not as good as the arrogant Tantra."

The temple is open and aboveboard."

Ten longevity-level old monks and their disciples suddenly appeared. Everyone naturally understood what they were going to do, and the gratitude that had just emerged was immediately replaced by anger.

The image of Buddhist monks is completely different from the legend. It is all a lie. They talk about opening up Buddhism widely and saving all sentient beings. They first hid the news about the ruins of the Buddhist country, and now they want to take back the fate of Buddhism?

Everyone unconsciously moved closer together. Now they had the same interests and were ready to share the same hatred.

Monk Hengqi turned the rosary beads in his hand sharply, showing that he was not in a calm mood. He muttered the Buddha's name in a low voice, "Amitabha."

The monks around him didn't know what his sudden emotion was. Now that experts from various sects are coming, the relationship with Buddha will not be lost, which should be a good thing. Only Hengyuan glanced at Hengqi and sighed lightly.

In the sky of the ruins of the Buddhist Kingdom, ten longevity monks, dozens of elders who are infinitely close to the longevity realm, and a hundred half-step longevity monks stood in a hierarchical queue.

These monks flying in the air brought extremely strong oppression.

Under the leadership of the ten longevity monks, the monks suddenly put their hands together and bowed slightly towards the ruins, "Amitabha, I am compassionate."

Abbot Wu of the Tantric Temple gave a slight gesture, and an elder behind him said loudly: "My Buddha is merciful, and all the donors respect the Buddha's Dharma. It is logical that Buddhism should be widely opened, but in order to prevent the loss of the Dharma, our temple has to take measures, sin, sin. Dear donors

, Those who are willing to join our Buddhist sect are welcome, but those who are unwilling to join our Buddhist sect, please donate the Buddhist connections you have received."

Although the elder of the Tantric Temple spoke politely, the hundreds of warrior monks behind him pressed forward ten feet together, and a pressure surged forward, like a big wave in a river, which overwhelmed everyone.


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