I'm not the underworld

Chapter 309 Master, please stay
The monk Tianxin of Wuyun Temple is the old monk who sent a young monk to catch Bai Ruoling before.

Although Bai Ruoling didn't catch it, it seems that he still managed to cultivate this angry Buddha Dharma.

Mount Qingcheng is the fifth of the top ten caves, and there are quite a few spirit beasts and goblins.

And the first time he cultivated the anger Buddha Dharma, he chose to go to Puzhao Temple to kick the field.

Chen Yifan passed by the Wuyun Temple group, and he didn't pay much attention at first, but he remembered it when he heard the young monk's angry Buddha.

The young monks who arrested Bai Ruoling before also said that they were angry with the Buddha's Dharma.

It seems that the old monk who takes the lead is the old monk of Wuyun Temple that Bai Ruoling mentioned.

The old monk is not small, so he asked him directly for Wuyun Temple's exercises, so it would be better to go to Wuyun Temple.

Thinking of this, Chen Yifan stopped and looked at the old monks of Wuyun Temple.

At this time, following the news of Master Yinghua's passing away, Monk Tianxin also showed a puzzled look on his face.

There are only five out of sixty talents in Ying, and people who practice cultivation have good health. Not to mention living to a hundred years old, there is no problem at eighty to ninety years old.

How could he die suddenly?
Could it be that something went wrong in practice?
As for what the little monks behind him guessed, falsely claiming that he was dead in order to avoid him, Tian Xin didn't think it was possible.

The young monk of Puzhao Temple who had come to deal with the monks of Tianxin and the others was stunned for a moment when he heard the news of the abbot's passing away, and ran away without caring about anything else.

Monk Tianxin was silent for a moment, then said: "Since Abbot Yinghua has passed away, it is not appropriate for us to discuss Buddhism today, let's pay our last respects to him."

After all, he walked to the temple with a few accompanying young monks.

"Master, please stay!"

Chen Yifan rushed a few steps, and stopped a few people from behind.

"Huh?" Monk Tianxin turned his head.

Perhaps because he is older, he looks more benevolent than Master Ying Hua, but from those eyes, it can be seen that he has a powerful and majestic aura.

"The benefactor called to stop the old monk. I don't know why?" Tian Xin glanced at Chen Yifan and the others, and performed a Buddhist ritual.

A young boy with ordinary clothes, probably came to Puzhao Temple to worship Buddha?

Thinking of this, the old monk Tianxin felt a little bitter. If Puzhao Temple hadn't robbed Wuyun Temple of its luck, how could there be such a scene of incense and incense?
Even, maybe he himself was misunderstood as a monk of Puzhao Temple, so he was stopped.

Just when monk Tianxin was angry about what happened to him, and his resentment towards Puzhao Temple was a little bit heavier, Chen Yifan spoke with a smile.

"Please take a look at the master's exercises."

Just like when I borrowed exercises from Master Ying Hua just now, she was polite and decent, as if what I borrowed was not exercises, but just an exercise book.

"..." Monk Tianxin woke up from his thoughts in an instant, a little stunned: "What did you say?"

What Chen Yifan said was too inconsistent with his expected identity of Chen Yifan, so Monk Tianxin was a little surprised.

"Please take a look at the master's exercises." Chen Yifan repeated.

"What exercises, cough, the benefactor is joking, those rumors on the Internet are not true, there are no exercises, there are quite a few Buddhist scriptures, if you want, you can come to Wuyun Temple and please go back and copy some." Monk Tianxin came back to his senses Come on, as long as Chen Yifan is a sophomore, he said with a smile.

"Master, don't play charades with me. In my opinion, your angry Buddha Dharma appearance is not bad." Chen Yifan pointed out.

Monk Tianxin's expression darkened when he heard the words: "Who are you?"

"Me? I'm just an unknown person. I just want to use the exercises to observe. Presumably the master will satisfy my small request, right?" Chen Yifan replied with a smile.

That sunny smile is really easy to make people feel good, if he didn't borrow some skills...

"It seems that he is also a practitioner, knowing that it is impossible, why bother to speak?" Monk Tianxin said coldly.

After finishing speaking, he turned around and said, "Abbot Ying Hua passed away, we still need to go to express our condolences, so we won't waste any time with you!"

After finishing speaking, I will leave.

Chen Yifan mobilized his Yin power, and slapped Monk Tianxin's shoulder with his palm.

Monk Tianxin trembled all over, trying to shake Chen Yifan's hand away, but Chen Yifan pressed his shoulder calmly and remained motionless.

Monk Tianxin's anger Buddha Dharma image may be a great method, but his own practice is only about a hundred years old, and he has not used the anger Buddha Dharma image at this time.

Chen Yifan didn't have such a strong Taoism, but it was almost the same, not to mention that his kung fu was the supreme kung fu of the underworld, which beat the Tianxin monk by a head.

There was nothing to achieve under the shock, Monk Tianxin's heart sank, he didn't expect this young boy to be a master.

At the moment, without hesitation, he directly displayed his anger at the Buddha Dharma.

Behind Monk Tianxin, thousands of golden Buddha lights were suddenly released. In the Buddha lights, a Buddha statue with wide eyes stared at Chen Yifan, and then grabbed him.

"A few arhats just came, and another Buddha came, but they are all nothing more than shadows, how dare they show their shame?" Chen Yifan snorted lightly.

Just as the palm of the angry Buddha waved, Chen Yifan directly cast the spell, recruiting from hell!

Just now he rushed to Puzhao Temple and sat for a while, his yin force recovered a lot.

Although he had just used some to deal with Monk Tianxin, Monk Tianxin drove the ghost and was completely restrained by himself, so he didn't need much strength at all.

At this time, the practice of the Tianxin monk, using the power of the Buddha to fight with the Buddha's anger, was still restrained by himself.

The Buddha is no more than a god. His real card, the Great Emperor Fengdu, is here, and the mere phantom of a Buddha statue, how can he be an opponent?
The scene of hell disappeared in a flash, and the angry Buddha image was instantly dragged into it by the ghosts of hell, and it turned into golden light and collapsed at the moment of entering hell.

And the phantom of hell disappeared instantly.

There are Buddhas in the earth, and the Ksitigarbha is just one Buddha.

The angry Buddha dharma condensed by a mortal practitioner has no strength to fight against the ghosts of hell!

"This……"

"Could it be the Thousand Year Ghost King?" Monk Tianxin asked in shock when he saw Chen Yifan's methods.

He ate 99 spirit beasts and goblins, spent ten years of painstaking efforts, and cultivated the anger Buddha Dharma, which exists as a trump card, so vulnerable in front of this young man!
Monk Tianxin was a little skeptical of life at this time, and Chen Yifan's methods just now guessed that this was a thousand-year-old ghost king?
"Ghost King? What does the Ghost King want you to do with Buddhism?" Chen Yifan sneered.

"Do you want to borrow this exercise?" Chen Yifan put his hand on Monk Tianxin's shoulder and asked with a smile.

Unknowingly, a certain domineering bandit character was integrated into his flesh and blood.

Monk Tianxin's face turned black, and he faintly glanced at the terrified young monks behind him.

If he borrowed it, he might not be able to explain it when he went back.

Even though it is already the 21st century, the various sects still cherish their brooms!

(End of this chapter)