The devil descended from the sky, and his fists suppressed the mountains and rivers

Chapter 65: Eight-armed Tianluo is arrogant and mad (Part )
The Da Bao Lian Temple is the place where a veteran master who had attained sainthood was born. No one knew why that person went there.

Also, where is the great vow-loving master of the lotus flower in Nanyang?
Zhao Ping couldn't help but pinch his brows, seriously considering whether he should find a way to change his position. He felt that if there was a Yi Beidou in the country, he would probably live ten years less if he sat in his position.

This incident happened too suddenly and there are many unclear points, but the most urgent task is to ensure that Yi Beidou will not have a head-on conflict with the Siamese army and allow him to leave Siam safely.

"Quickly inform all departments of the news and negotiate with Siam as quickly as possible."

Zhao Ping took a deep breath and said.

The backyard of the Po Lin Monastery.

Ta-ta-ta! !

A series of footsteps were heard, and fully armed Siamese soldiers rushed into the backyard.

There is a reason why Siam reacted so quickly.

The influence of the Ta Po Lin Monastery is spread throughout Southeast Asia and is complex. It does not obey the command of the Siamese royal family and only has a cooperative relationship with Siam, so the Siamese royal family naturally has to keep some tricks up their sleeves.

They have deployed considerable military forces in the area surrounding the Ta Po Lin Monastery, so that they can respond quickly and enter combat status within minutes if necessary.

Inside the teahouse, a group of celebrities from all over the place clearly saw that the soldiers surrounded the hall from a distance. Not only were there guns, but some soldiers were also carrying mortars, which they were quickly installing on the ground. It seemed that if they disagreed, the entire hall building would be razed to the ground.

Helicopters were buzzing in the sky, and machine guns were exposed from the cabins, with the black barrels pointing crosswise towards the direction of the hall.

This scene made everyone break out in cold sweats. If these things really opened fire, would they still be able to survive?
Speaking of which, the opponent is just one person, is it really necessary to arrange such a lineup? !
Inside the hall, Yi Beidou looked outside the house, feeling something in his heart.

"Your army's response is quite quick. Does Siam want to fight me to the death?"

Yi Beidou looked at Mahira and asked.

"Master, please don't misunderstand! These are the armed forces for the defense of Po Lin Monastery. They are just deployed for emergency purposes at this time!"

Mahira said hurriedly.

If a fight really breaks out, is there any chance that he can survive?

He hurried to the door of the hall and shouted outside: "I am the third prince Mahira! Don't open fire, don't move rashly! Follow my instructions!"

After calming down the soldiers outside, he breathed a sigh of relief and returned to the hall.

"Master, the Po Lin Monastery is very powerful in Southeast Asia and has been doing whatever it wants. Our Siamese royal family has long had a grudge against them, but we are helpless because of the magical powers of Master Po Lin. I dare to ask, now the great master Po Lin..."

Mahira asked cautiously.

"This is a personal grudge between me and Master Dasheng Baolian. I don't want to start a massacre in Siam. You have a good attitude and I don't want to make things difficult for you. It's just that you are not of high status and cannot make decisions on many things. Find someone who can make decisions to talk to me."

Yi Beidou saw that this man was very sensible and didn't mind talking to him a few more words.

The purpose of his trip was to destroy the temple of Master Dasheng Baolian. Now that the goal has been achieved, he does not want to commit any more sins of killing.

Siam is different from northern Myanmar. It cannot be said that there is crime everywhere, and many soldiers are just ordinary people.

Is my status as a prince of Siam not enough?

Mahira took a deep breath, but after thinking about it carefully, it was indeed true. This person was at the same level as the Great Vow Lotus Master. She could only be respectful in front of him and act as a mouthpiece.

"May I make a phone call?"

Mahira inquired.

"up to you."

Yi Beidou waved his hand, then turned around and sat cross-legged on the ground.

Mahira dialed a number, talked a lot, hung up, and about fifteen minutes later, his phone rang again.

After listening to the phone call, Mahira took a deep breath, turned around and came to Yi Beidou who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, clasped her hands and bowed, saying: "Great Master, our country's Eight-Armed Tianluo Great Master wants to meet with you, I wonder if you can agree?" "A person who has achieved sainthood in the flesh? Yes, I can meet him."

Yi Beidou's expression changed when he heard this and he nodded slightly.

"The Eight-Armed Deva has set out from Banku and will arrive in half an hour."

Mahira said to Yi Beidou, then stepped aside, said no more, and waited quietly, but her expression was a little puzzled.

About half an hour later, Yi Beidou seemed to have some sense in his heart. He stood up and walked out of the hall.

The soldiers waiting outside immediately became nervous and raised their guns, until they saw Mahira chasing out of the hall and gesturing wildly at them, then they lowered their guns again.

Everyone in the tea room didn't dare to leave. They leaned on the edge of the window and watched the scene quietly, not daring to say anything.

Buzz!
Suddenly, a helicopter flew over from a distance and hovered in the air.

call! !

A figure jumped down from the helicopter.

This must be ten stories high?!

Everyone watched as the figure fell heavily on the bluestone floor in the courtyard, gravel flew everywhere and the ground shook violently, feeling indescribable shock in their hearts.

They pride themselves on having broad horizons, but today they saw so many incredible sights, as if they had opened the door to another world.

The ground sank and a middle-aged man walked out.

The man was thin, of medium height, barefoot, and wearing a Siamese-style linen shirt and shorts. His skin was bronze.

Especially the knees, fists, elbows and other places, where the bones protrude like knives or thorns.

Although his body looked frail, it gave people a strong sense of horror.

It was like facing a praying mantis, an arthropod that was skinny but had ferocious power.

Eight-armed celestial being, Bakagu.

"I heard that there is a new master who has achieved sainthood in the flesh in Donghua. He has been stirring up trouble in Nanyang recently. You are indeed very strong, but you broke into another country without saying hello, killing people wantonly, causing chaos and incidents. Your actions are a bit too overbearing. You must give me an explanation."

Bakagu looked at Yi Beidou and said, his voice calm, but with an unquestionable tone.

His tone was not as humble and respectful as Mahira's.

As the protector of Siam and a master who has achieved sainthood in the flesh, he is now in Siam and he should have his own dignity.

Otherwise, wouldn’t you be laughed at by the world?

Hearing this, Mahira's expression changed slightly. She glanced at Yi Beidou, as if she was afraid that the vicious man would get angry, but then her expression calmed down again.

After all, the situation is different now. With the Eight-Armed Heavenly Bodhisattva in front of him and so many troops surrounding him, he doesn't need to worry about the situation getting out of control and his own safety.

They do need an explanation for this matter.

"Explain?"

Yi Beidou looked calm when he heard this, and he looked up at the sky.

"I originally wanted to give you an explanation, but since you have this attitude, I will use my boxing skills to give you an explanation!"

boom! !

The next moment, a fierce light flashed in Yi Beidou's eyes, and the evil spirit of the devil surged like a surging wave.

(End of this chapter)