Sweeping Monk, Go Down the Mountain at Full Level

The young man opened his eyes and glanced at the Po Wu and Pu Fan in his hands, surprised and delighted.

"Sure enough, Dad didn't lie to me, Master gave me a good treasure!"

Li Xiuyuan was overjoyed, the feeling in her heart seemed to be about to fly.

Before that, he was questioned, bullied, and suppressed.

Now, Li Xiuyuan has a kind of feeling: happy with raised eyebrows! Mr. Liu was happy for the young man and said, "Master, this old bald donkey is an eminent monk in the relic realm. If the Pu fan can deflect his blow, it means that it is a good treasure."

Li Xiuyuan nodded, stood up, straightened his waist, and said loudly: "Abbot of Yongning Temple, you are deceiving the people to seek incense and pretending to be a monk!"

"The Buddha said: Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot, it's too late to admit your mistake now!"

The people who came from Shangxiang were suspicious and looked at Master Huiyuan with a hint of doubt in their eyes.

It is naturally impossible to be forced to admit mistakes by a teenager.

Master Huiyuan was in a hurry, and scolded: "Bold, I can see at a glance that you are not human!"

"In broad daylight, you dare to change human form, confuse the public, fool the people, and damage the majesty of my Buddhist holy place, you should be punished!"

"Old Na now beats you to show your true shape!!"

Master Huiyuan had the pure Buddha power in his body and poured it all into the tin stick in his hand.

The palm of the hand clenched the tin stick and turned it, and the copper ring on the top of the stick made a clanging sound.

Buddha sound bursts, golden ripples rippling.

Master Huiyuan held the tin cane, lifted up his body, leaped into the air, and slashed the tin cane towards Li Xiuyuan from top to bottom.

Aggressive and frightening, the fourteen-year-old boy was startled and a little overwhelmed.

Liu Lao hurriedly said: "Young master, use a palm fan!!"

"Yes, the fan that Shizun gave me!"

Li Xiuyuan was in a good mood, so he immediately regained his senses and raised his palm fan to block it.

"How can a mere Pu fan be able to stop Lao Na's thousand-jin tin stick!"

Master Huiyuan snorted coldly.

The next moment, the head of the heavy stick hit the broken five and the palm fan, causing a golden ripple to spread.

"not good!"

Master Huiyuan's expression changed in vain. He only felt that an unstoppable force was thrown up on the sea, rebounding from the palm fan, and knocking him flying to the mountain gate hall, showing a "big"

word, above.

The tin stick that weighed thousands of catties also bounced back along with it, "Dong down, slammed into the wall, and located between Master Huiyuan's legs.

Looking from a distance, it makes Master Huiyuan this "big"

The word, turned into a "too"

Character.

Master Huiyuan swishes in cold sweat, and if Zen is a little bit more biased, what may be penetrated is... himself.

"Click"

Cracks appeared around Master Huiyuan's body, extending out, covered with red walls.

In an instant, the entire majestic and solemn gate of the mountain collapsed nearly halfway! Master Huiyuan was naturally buried in the ruins of broken tiles and rubble.

"Abbot!"

The monk of Yongning Temple shouted loudly.

"Youkai! This boy is indeed a monster!"

"A broken five, a fan, how could it be possible to beat the abbot Fei Huiyuan"

"The monsters are jealous of our incense, and it will ruin my luck in Yongning Temple!"

The monks glared at Li Xiuyuan with hostility.

Li Xiuyuan, who knew that Po Wu and Pu Fan had great power, was not happy.

He was utterly disappointed with Yongning Temple.

For Buddhism, there was a shake.

"What the hell is going on"

A majestic, old and sacred voice came from the depths of Yongning Temple. Finally, Zen master Wu Wu, who was in retreat and practiced, was alarmed.

The monks were surprised.

"It's Master Enlightenment!"

"Master Wu Wu has left!"

"The realization of Zen Master is already in the realm of the Buddha's Light Realm, and these two monsters are definitely not opponents."

While speaking, an old monk in white quickly approached.

A hazy golden light shrouded him behind him, and the shadow of the Buddha was strong, making it look like a living Buddha was alive.

In the Buddha's Light Realm, the flesh is fragrant, and it will provoke demons and ghosts to come and eat its flesh and blood.

Therefore, generally speaking, monks in the Buddha Light Realm will find a secret room and practice in seclusion.

He will not be born until he crosses the Buddha's Light Realm.

Master Huiyuan pushed aside the gravel and crawled out of the ruins in a daze.

"Understand the elder!"

Master Huiyuan said with his hands together.

He explained the origin of the matter to Zen Master Dawu.

Master Wuwu looked at Li Xiuyuan, surprised.

He really wasn't sure whether the young man in front of him was Xu Changsheng's apprentice.

To be honest, Xu Changsheng is such a mythical figure! He is the Tathagata of the Great Xuankong Temple, the unparalleled powerhouse who eliminated the six demons! And the Li Xiuyuan in front of him looks ordinary, very ordinary.

Couldn't connect him with Xu Changsheng's apprentice.

However, the palm fan in Li Xiuyuan's hand is indeed a secret treasure that should not be underestimated.

Master Huiyuan asked, "Elder, what should I do?"

Master Lianwu replied: "It is about the majesty and reputation of this seat and Yongning Temple. Once you admit your mistake, the blow to Yongning Temple will be fatal."

"So you can't recognize it, you can't recognize it if you kill it!"

"As for whether the young man is a disciple of the legendary Xuankong Tathagata, it is not very likely."

"But the broken five in his hand, the palm fan, is...a good Buddha treasure."

"If it can be obtained, it can greatly enhance the strength of this seat!"

A look of greed flashed through Master Wu's eyes, and he quickly hid it.

I saw his hands clasped together, and Fowei said: "Young man, the fan in your hand is called the golden fan, and this seat is made of golden palm leaves."

"However, fourteen years ago, I lost it during the flood control, and I don't want to be picked up by you."

"You can send it back, it is also a merit, and it is related to this seat."

Master Zheng Wu showed an amiable smile and said, "Well, how about you return this fan to this seat, and this seat will accept you as a disciple?"

"Accept me as a disciple!"

Li Xiuyuan suddenly laughed.

"Hahahahaha, I really don't know if I don't see it, I'm startled when I see it."

"The world is big, and Buddhism will inevitably have scum like you!"

Li Xiuyuan smiled and asked loudly, "Knowledge, want to accept me as a disciple, are you worthy!!"

"My master is only one, and that is Nanwu Dawei Tianlongzun Wang Buddha!"

Master Wu's face suddenly darkened.

"Sure enough, a little evildoer has become: I stole the Buddha's treasure from this seat, and I dare to spread rumors to confuse the public. Seeing that this seat will not surrender to you!!"

Master Wu Wu turned his hand and took out a gorgeous and exquisite vajra pestle.

At this moment, a melodious and awe-inspiring voice resounded between heaven and earth.

"Who said the poor monk's apprentice is a little monster?"

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Chapter 165 What a brave man!Even poor monks dare to steal the merits and virtues [for collection]

"who is it!"

Master Wu was shocked.

"Who is the poor monk standing in front of you, can't you see?"

The voice sounded again.

"Hey, pretending to be a ghost! My eyes have been opened, how can I find you!!"

When Master Wuwu recited the scriptures, golden Sanskrit words popped out of his mouth and poured into his eyes.

Although this kind of Buddhist method of blessing the naked eye, although it is quite low-end, it is also a means to open the heavenly eye of Buddhism.

I saw Zen Master Wu's eyes dyed gold, with dark runes and surging pupil power, as if he could see through the truth of the world.

"Evil! The heavenly eyes of this seat are opened, and it will definitely tell you to have nowhere to hide!!"

Zen master Wu Wu looked around, his eyes were shining, from the corner of the mountain forest to the sky and clouds, looking for the owner of the voice.

"Enlightenment, you have already covered your eyes with the red dust, and your interests have obscured your heart. The poor monk is standing in front of you, and you still can't see if you open your eyes."

The voice sounded again, echoing in the ears of Zen Master Wu, and it sounded very close.

Master Huiyuan sweated coldly on his forehead, and said in a low voice, "Elder Dawu, there is really a person standing in front of you, a young monk."