In the middle of the hall, several people covered in blood fell to the ground, and it seemed that the injuries were not light, and in the middle of the hall sat a middle-aged man, wearing the clothes of a believer, his eyes were extremely sharp, and it could be seen that his cultivation was very high.

When Ling Feng and the others walked in, many people looked at them, and one person directly recognized Zhou Bowen.

"Zhou Bowen and Zhou Pavilion Master are here. ”

"Pavilion Master Zhou is here to teach this guy a lesson. ”

"That's for sure, Pavilion Master Zhou is a martial arts master, what are we worried about with him?" everyone chattered, and the tense atmosphere in the hall was gone.

Zhou Bowen glanced at the person lying on the ground, and knew that this must have been done by Jin Zhenghang, and he was very angry.

Ling Feng also glanced at Jin Zhenghang in the middle, this guy was dressed like a dog, but his attack was quite vicious.

Feeling Ling Feng's gaze, Jin Zhenghang looked back, there was doubt and fierceness in his eyes, but he didn't say anything.

"Jin Zhenghang, what do you mean by this, didn't your master teach you to respect your teacher?" Zhou Bowen said with a frown.

Glancing at Zhou Bowen, Jin Zhenghang said with a smile: "Pavilion Master Zhou hasn't arrived yet, I'm just having fun with them and exercising my muscles, this time Master called me here to visit Pavilion Master next week." Kim Jong-hang's words were full of arrogance and disdain.

Obviously, there is no such thing as Zhou Bowen in his eyes.

Before they could finish speaking, a bell rang in the temple, and the bell sounded loudly, which made people feel a little at ease in their hearts.

And an old monk in a robe walked up to the hall, his steps were very slow, his eyebrows were white, and his face was very amiable, and he could see that he was a high-ranking figure of this temple.

"Amitabha!" the old monk saw the atmosphere between them at this time and said directly. When the people in the hall saw the old monk coming, they directly replied that this old monk was the abbot of the temple.

"Abbot Yuanming!" Jin Zhenghang saw the old monk and hurriedly saluted, and then said that he had great respect for the old monk.

Ling Feng didn't expect that this old monk would actually be the abbot of the Linchuan Temple. And Abbot Yuanming nodded, and he looked at Zhou Bowen as if he was looking at an old friend.

"Abbot Yuanming, after more than 20 years, do you remember me?" Zhou Bowen said with a smile.

"Master Zhou, of course I remember!"

"Haha, just remember. Zhou Bowen and Yuan Ming laughed. Then Yuan Ming looked at Jin Zhenghang and said directly: "Young Master Jin came to my Huaxia Haizhou thousands of miles away, I don't know why he hurt people in my Linchuan Temple!"

Jin Zhenghang glanced at Yuan Ming, and then said: "It's nothing, I came this time for two purposes, the first is that my master and Zhou Bowen have a grudge, I came here to try the skills of Huaxia martial artists, and the other is to discuss Buddhism with Master Yuan Ming." ”

"Discussing the Buddha's Pharaoh's welcome, just hurting people in my Linchuan temple, I hope you can give a satisfactory explanation to everyone present. "This is Yuanming's territory, others are beaten here, and he has the obligation to come and ask the other party to give an explanation.

"Master Yuanming won't have forgotten the agreement he made with my master twenty-five years ago!" Kim Zhenghang said with a smile.

Yuan Mingleng paused, thought carefully for a while, and suddenly remembered an incident when he was young in the twenty-fifth year, he sighed and said: "I didn't expect that in the past twenty-five years, your master still can't forget that incident, okay!"