Journey to the West begins with a full-level Tang monk

Chapter 1347 Enforcing Temple Rules
"No, abbot, I have been wronged, you must not believe Master Xuanzang's tricks, you must not believe him!" The third elder retreated step by step while speaking, and then his figure flew up and fell into the distance. and flee.

Tang Seng stared at Abbot Wu'an.

"evil creature……"

Abbot Wu'an shouted angrily, and with a flash, he chased after the third elder.

His cultivation base was much higher than that of the third elder, and he was the first to arrive later, and he was already blocked in front of the third elder.

"boom……"

A golden palm print was directly printed on the third elder's chest. The third elder had almost no strength to resist, and his body was like a kite with a broken string. He flew back and fell heavily in front of Tang Seng.

Immediately, Abbot Wu'an followed and glared at the three elders: "The matter is already clear, how dare you argue? Today we will enforce the temple regulations on you, abolish your cultivation, and expel you from the temple gate."

The third elder knew that the matter had been revealed, and it was impossible to hide it any more, so he suddenly turned around and looked at Master Wu'an, shaking his head and smiling bitterly: "Abbot, I did this for the sake of the Great Compassion Temple, do I have any grudge against Xuanzang? No! Moreover, even if the old monk found Ling Yunzi, is Xuanzang in trouble now? No, so if there are no serious consequences, we can get Xuanzang’s understanding and let this matter go, otherwise, give Xuanzang some compensation How are you?"

"Amitabha, Third Elder, you disappointed me very much. The temple has temple rules, and if you violate the rules, you don't care about the consequences!" Master Wu'an glanced at Tang Seng and said with a cold expression.

Tang Seng also had a cold face, looking at Wu'an and the third elder with a half-smile, but he didn't intervene, but his expression showed everything.

Seeing Tang Seng's expression, Master Wu'an also trembled in his heart. The abbot of the Great Compassion Temple, No. 1 of the Buddhist Holy Land, actually felt a shudder in his heart.

Up to now, he has not dared to take chances.

If you do it yourself, you are enforcing the temple rules. Although it will hurt the face of Dabei Temple, it is still within the controllable range. If you let Xuanzang do it, you will slap Dabei Temple in the face.

But the Great Compassion Temple could not respond.

For the first time, Master Wu'an felt so aggrieved.

"Abbot, do you just have the heart to deal with this old monk?" The third elder had a sad look on his face. He knew that it was impossible to escape, and he was seriously injured.

And that merciless palm was given by the abbot of this temple. At this juncture, after all, it was one of his own who struck out against his own.

At this moment, the only thing he could do was to hope that Abbot Wu'an would show some compassion.

The onlookers around watched this scene, and their hearts were not only shivering.

Everyone knows the ins and outs of the matter.

In normal times, it would definitely not be a big event for the Great Compassion Temple.

However, it is a different matter now that we are facing Puji Temple and Master Xuanzang.

Unexpectedly, in just a few days, Puji Temple became so powerful that even Dabei Temple had to bow its haughty head in front of others.

Especially Wu Hsu, Zihao, Jiyong and others behind the crowd all looked very ugly.

At this moment, they had realized that provoking Puji Temple was not a wise choice, and even Wu Hsu, who had always been stubborn and refused to give in, became nervous.

"Self-inflicted evil, you can't live, the cause and effect are obvious, if you knew today, why bother!"

Master Wu'an proclaimed the Buddha's name, and with a gesture, he slammed a palm on the third elder's dantian.

There was a sound of "Peng".

The third elder snorted coldly, his whole body trembled, his aura quickly weakened, and his magic power disappeared in an instant.

"Amitabha!"

After abolishing the cultivation of the third elder, Abbot Wu'an turned around and looked at Tang Seng: "Master Xuanzang, do you think this kind of treatment is satisfactory?"

Tang Seng nodded slightly, and said: "Since Abbot Wu'an has already punished according to the temple regulations of the Great Compassion Temple, this matter has been exposed, and there will be no more implicated people."

Master Wu'an let out a sigh of relief, and turned to look at the third elder: "Amitabha, please leave the Great Compassion Temple, the sky is vast and the earth is vast, and there is no connection with Puji Temple from now on!"

Hearing this, the third elder endured the pain in his lower abdomen, got up slowly, glanced at everyone present, and staggered away from the mountain gate of Puji Temple.

The onlookers silently moved out of the way, until the third elder disappeared from everyone's sight, and the crowd slowly closed.

At this time, Tang Seng looked at Lingfeizi who was sitting in front of the temple gate, and said, "Lingfeizi, you have also seen that Lingyunzi's death is entirely his own fault. On the third elder of the Great Compassion Temple. If there is no such thing, the poor monk has no grievances with Ling Yunzi, how can he kill him?"

"And so is you, Ling Feizi. You have no grievances or enmities with the poor monk, but now your cultivation base has been abolished, and you are also to blame yourself. Who is the culprit who caused you to fall into this situation? You naturally know in your heart. It’s not that someone ordered you to come to Puji Temple to make trouble, and you won’t have such a catastrophe. It can be said that you brothers and sisters were all used as guns!”

"If you want to get justice, tell the person behind the scenes. After all, the poor monk's cultivation should be known to many people. The person who ordered you may not know. If you let you come, he probably knows that you are here to die. It’s just that after you are sent to die, I hope Ling Yunzi will avenge you. If you can swallow this breath, then forget it. The poor monk didn’t say anything, so you can leave now.”

When Tang Seng said these words, the expression on Ling Feizi's face changed, as if he was going through a very complicated new journey.

Everyone has heard it, this is a completely heartbreaking statement.

Behind the crowd, Wuxing, Zihao and others couldn't help feeling cold when they heard this, and had a bad premonition.

"That's right, Master Xuanzang, what you said seems to make sense. The poor Taoist is being tricked!"

That Ling Feizi frowned, his eyes hesitated suspiciously, and he said: "It is true that someone instructed the poor..."

As soon as I said this, a voice suddenly came from behind the crowd: "That's right, the poor monk ordered Ling Feizi to come here to make trouble."

Following the voice, he saw a monk's figure move, he flew over the crowd and came to the arena, standing in front of Tang Seng, he looked righteous, but he seemed quite daring.

Tang Seng looked at this person, and even smiled softly: "Wu Xing, you are really beyond the poor monk's expectations. How dare you stand up under such circumstances?"

Yes, the monk who took the initiative to stand up just now is the understanding of Duxian Temple.

I saw Wuxing clasped his hands together and said: "Amitabha, knowing a mistake can improve Mo's greatness. The poor monk knows that he is wrong. I would like to use 10 taels of gold to get Master Xuanzang's forgiveness. I hope Master Xuanzang will not do too much for himself. This is the end of the matter! I wonder if it is okay?"

(End of this chapter)