Not long after Ling Feng and the others left, the monks of Mingjue Temple called the police!

Hundreds of guards quickly arrived and surrounded the entire Mingjue Temple, but fortunately, Ling Feng and the others had long since disappeared, and these guards did not encounter Ling Feng and the others, but they also saved their lives.

For this reason, the Guard Department dispatched dozens of guards to guard around the Mingjue Temple to prevent anyone from forcibly breaking into the temple again.

At about three o'clock in the afternoon, Changsheng and Xiao Wu rushed to the vicinity of Mingjue Temple, and before they could get close to Mingjue Temple, they found the guards guarding around the temple!

Strangely, in addition to dozens of heavily armed guards, there were also more than a dozen Indian youths, these people were wearing black suits, sunglasses, and did not hold weapons, but looking at their appearance, they seemed to be warriors!

In front of Mingjue Temple, three luxury cars were parked in a row, and these young men in suits gathered in front of the luxury cars, pressing their right hands under their armpits, as if they were ready to draw their weapons at any time.

"Changsheng, those guards are okay, the young people in suits are all masters, you see their hands under their armpits, it is estimated that they all have firearms!"

At this time, Changsheng and Xiao Wu had changed back to their original appearance, Changsheng walked towards Mingjue Temple, turned back to Xiao Wu and said, "Let's go inside and have a look!"

"Uh, going at this time?" Xiao Wu was slightly startled, and when he saw Changsheng walking in front, he hurriedly followed.

As soon as the two of them walked to the front of Mingjue Temple, the two guards who were smoking hurriedly threw the cigarette butts in their hands and stepped forward, seeing that Changsheng and Xiao Wu did not look like Indians, they invariably touched the weapons on their waists!

But suddenly, the guard at the front looked stunned, his eyes became dazed, and then the other guard also became confused.

"What's going on here?" Changsheng asked in a low voice as he walked over to the guard!

The guard seemed to be able to speak only a little English, and after organizing some language, he slowly replied, "Some time ago, a few strangers broke into Mingjue Temple, and the boss sent us to protect Mingjue Temple to prevent anyone from coming to make trouble!"

"Who are the people who broke into Mingjue Temple?" Changsheng was secretly startled, and a figure suddenly appeared in his heart.

"There are six people who broke into the Mingjue Temple, the leader is a young Asian in his twenties, and the other five are all Westerners, four of them are men, and one is a woman!"

"And another woman, what did they do?" Changsheng instantly remembered the video he had seen, which should be Ling Feng and several of his subordinates!

"They seriously injured more than a dozen monks in the temple and forcibly broke into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, as if they also looked through the ancient books in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, but strangely, they did not steal any books......"

Hearing this, Changsheng also roughly understood, Ling Feng brought his subordinates to check the ancient books, and it was estimated that he didn't find any useful information, so he took people away!

Since Ling Feng didn't find any information, should he enter Mingjue Temple again?

Let's go in and take a look, maybe you'll find the information that Ling Feng ignored!

Thinking of this, Changsheng had already made up his mind, and then said, "Who are those people in suits?"

"They were the bodyguards and retinue of the prophet Singar......"

"Prophet Singar, who is he?"

Without waiting for the guards to answer, several young men in suits stepped forward vigilantly, stopped in front of Changsheng and Xiao Wu, and said coldly, "This is not the place you should come, leave immediately!"

Because they spoke Hindi, Changsheng couldn't understand it, so he looked back at Xiao Wu and said in a low voice, "Xiao Wu, collect their weapons!"

"Changsheng, why don't you wait until the evening to do it!"

"I guess that Singal Prophet is a big man, and he is just using him to threaten the abbot of Mingjue Temple!" As he spoke, Changsheng went straight to the gate of Mingjue Temple.

"You dare to be presumptuous?" Several Indian youths moved at the same time, encircling the guards and Changsheng in the middle!

But all of a sudden, all the Indian youths, including the two guards, were all still on the spot!

Only the little five figures rushed to the side of an Indian youth, drew a pistol from his armpit, divided it by two, and unloaded the pistol into parts.

When Changsheng walked to the gate of Mingjue Temple, Xiao Wu had already collected the weapons of several Indian youths, rushed to the front, and pushed open the gate of Mingjue Temple.

Changsheng walked into the Mingjue Temple, and there were also several Indian young people standing in front of him, and before he could ask Changsheng, Xiao Wu rushed up quickly and quickly knocked a few people to the ground!

"You ......" A few so-called Indian warriors only had time to say two words before they were pinched by Xiao Wu and fainted.

Facing is a square, where dozens of Indian monks are kneeling, facing the huge Buddha hall behind the square, and are praying sincerely for blessings!

The Buddha hall is unusually majestic and magnificent, the four doors are wide open, and you can vaguely see the Buddha statues and several old figures inside.

The monks in the square turned around and saw Changsheng walking towards him, and before he could stand up and ask, Changsheng walked straight to the Buddhist hall, and said without looking back, "Xiao Wu, stay here, no one is allowed to enter!"

"Understood!" Xiao Wu replied, shook the stick in his hand suddenly, walked to the front of the Buddha hall, turned around, and faced the dozens of monks kneeling on the ground!

And Changsheng stepped through the threshold into the Buddha hall and looked up at the huge Buddha statue.

At this time, two young monks supported a Zen master in his sixties and walked out of the Buddhist hall with a smile on his face, surrounded by an old Indian man who was also in his sixties!

The old man was dressed in very luxurious clothes, all kinds of gold and silver jewelry hung all over his body, and his expression was faintly majestic, which was obviously different from the smiling Zen master!

"This old man is the Prophet Singhal that the guards said?"

The Zen master and the old man in India also saw Changsheng, their expressions were slightly stunned, and they couldn't help but look outside the Buddha hall, as if they wanted to understand who let Changsheng enter the Buddha hall without permission?

There was already a mess outside the Buddhist hall, and all the monks and Indian youths who rushed up were all knocked to the ground by Xiao Wu, who was holding a stick!

How have these people ever seen the mighty and domineering internal kung fu, as soon as they grabbed and took it, a monk flew up, even if it was an Indian warrior, under Xiao Wu's hand knife and throwing stick, there was also no possibility of resistance!

Fortunately, Xiao Wu knew the severity and quickly repelled the monks and Indian youths, and did not kill him.

"Who are you, who let you in?" the young monk who supported the Zen master stopped Changsheng and frowned!

The monk spoke in Hindi, so Changsheng naturally couldn't understand it, so he walked up to the Zen master and the old Indian man with a light smile, and said in English, "You are the prophet Singar, what do you do?"

"I, you're coming at me?" the old Indian man glanced at the Zen master beside him and replied in English!

"Not really!" Changsheng smiled faintly, pointed at the two young monks, and said, "I have something to ask this great Zen master, you go out first!"

"You dare to ...... Alright!" the angry monk shouted angrily, but suddenly nodded, turned around and walked out of the Buddhist hall!

The strange scene shocked the Zen master and the old Indian man speechless.

"Xiao Wu come in!" Changsheng stretched out his right hand, and a large stream of water suddenly erupted from the still water ring, turning into a water snake, circling and flying in the air!

Xiao Wu had just entered the Buddha Hall, and the water snake flew out with a swish, covering the door of the Buddha Hall, and turned into ice crystals in an instant!

Outside, there was a faint figure of a person, who seemed to be smashing ice crystals.

"Ah......h

"I have something to ask you, and if you cooperate with me obediently, I will never embarrass you......"

"We will cooperate, we will definitely cooperate, what do you want to ask?" Without waiting for Changsheng to finish speaking, the old Indian man laughed, looked at the Zen master beside him, and said with a smile, "Zen Master Baoyue, please be sure to cooperate with this gentleman!"

In this way, Changsheng was confused, and said secretly, why is the old guy so enthusiastic?

The Zen master seemed to understand the thoughts of the old man in India, and said with a wry smile, "Since the prophet Singal has agreed, then there is no problem!"

"I am the Brahmin Singal Prophet, and I am a guest here!" the old man from India took the initiative to greet him and asked with a smile, "What is your name?"

The Indian old man's excessive politeness made Changsheng a little confused, but he suddenly thought of the word 'Brahmin', and instantly reacted, "You are a Hindu Brahmin prophet?"

Brahmins are the most honorable of the four castes in India, mainly monks and aristocrats, who have the privilege of interpreting religious scriptures and worshipping gods, as well as the right to enjoy offerings, and almost monopolize the right to interpret India's cultural education and religious discourse!

And the prophet in Brahman, who represents the gods in Hinduism, how can such a figure suddenly appear in the Mingjue Temple and be so polite to himself?

"I'm just one of the seven great prophets of Brahman, and it's nothing remarkable!" the old Indian man put his right hand on his left chest and bowed slightly!

In this way, it is not good for Changsheng to coerce with force again, so he politely returned the salute and turned to look at this Buddhist hall.

The Buddha hall is five or six hundred square meters, surrounded by three layers of steps, on the steps are different images of golden-bodied Arhats, all eyes are all looking at the people who come to worship the Buddha, giving people a feeling of not being angry and self-righteous!

In front of him is a huge golden body of the Buddha, the left hand is erected on the chest, and the right hand is placed on the side of the head, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, but with a bit of majesty!

"Sure enough......" Changsheng sighed slightly!

Like the Guanyin Master in the Mujia Buddha Hall, the Buddha is shrouded in a layer of condensed white light, like a cocoon of light, enveloping the Buddha's golden body!

And above the Buddha's head, a circle of colorful light emits a faint light, which looks even more mysterious.

With the experience of the Mujia Buddha Hall, Changsheng also understood that this light mask should be condensed by the minds of countless monks, which is very good for improving spiritual power!

Changsheng smiled faintly, and an invisible spiritual beam escaped from the center of his eyebrows, buzzing into the light shield on Jin's body.

Suddenly, the light shield on the golden body of the Buddha Hall was like a lake thrown into the stone and rippled layer by layer, and countless filaments of light were raised, and along the spiritual beam released by Changsheng, it was violently injected into the Mud Pill Palace!

If someone could see the Immortal Spirit Sea, they would find that the golden Bodhi tree in its Spirit Sea stretched out again, swaying and swaying as more light filaments poured in.

At the same time, a powerful spiritual power suddenly released and spread out in all directions!

Zen Master Baoyue and Prophet Singh did not notice it, and instantly froze, unable to move a single bit.

Only Xiao Wu can move freely, but his movements are also a little sluggish, and his body shape together has widened the distance between him and Changsheng!

At this time, Prophet Singel's face flashed with deep joy, and he didn't know what he had in mind!

Suddenly, the spiritual bundle between the eyebrows of Changsheng was put away, and then looked at the golden body of the Buddha in front of him, how could there be any condensed white light filament, which was clearly an ordinary clay Buddha statue.