Chapter 163: Mighty Kong Finger!

For example, a behemoth with such a profound heritage as the Jokhang Temple cannot be unaware of the divine bones.

Even if you don't know everything, you must know a little bit.

Who would give away this kind of thing?

Is it sold?

Will Jokhang Temple be short of money?

Tibetan Buddhism is a huge religion that even the state has to take seriously.

It is impossible to be kind on this trip, come in with a smile, talk about things with a smile, and go out with a smile.

Ye Xiaobai knew this very well, so he felt that he had to do something big, otherwise he wouldn't even be able to see the big man of the Jokhang Temple.

Faith and money, and obviously the allure of money, is greater for the vast majority of so-called believers.

Of course. The temptation is great, and many people still keep their sanity and can travel thousands of miles to play and pray for blessings, not to mention being rich and expensive. Food and clothing are not worried, and if you take this money, you will definitely not be able to get out of the gate of the Jokhang Temple.

A behemoth that has stood for hundreds of years, when people are made of mud?

Again. In the hearts of most people, this kind of money is the money of the gods, and it is better to believe it than to believe it, and if you take the money of the gods, you will be punished by God.

However, a small number of people saw so much money scattered in front of them, and they still lost their minds and rushed forward.

The herd effect, where there is the first person, there is a second person, and if there is a second person, there are more people who want to fish in troubled waters.

As a result, more and more people rushed up to grab the money and stuffed it into their bags.

Bang bang –

Ye Xiaobai also smashed the two merit boxes next to him.

More money.

Jokhang Temple counts the merit box once a week, and I don't know how many days the money has been saved here.

Robbery went crazy.

"Bold!"

Countless lamas rushed over, two of them rushed towards Ye Xiaobai, the initiator, and more rushed towards the crowd of people who were robbing money.

Just as he was about to fight.

"Stop!" a rather dignified middle-aged lama ran up briskly and shouted.

The lamas stopped, but the crowd of people who grabbed the money did not stop, and at this time everyone had the mentality of fishing in troubled waters, who cares about you? When the police come, they may not be able to take care of the matter, the trucks full of goods overturn, the people are looting, and similar news happens every year.

"Close the temple door!" the middle-aged lama, apparently still having a brain, ordered to shout.

Hula.

The heavy temple gate was shut.

Now, the people who robbed the money don't rob it, and there is no point in robbing it, and they don't want to take it out?

The chaos has finally subsided.

Looking at Qian Shan, who had a short circle, the middle-aged lama's face was ugly, as if he had eaten.

He arranged for his men to let the crowd out one by one, and placed a large box by the gate. Under the guise of respecting the gods, let the people who went out spontaneously put money into it one by one, there was no way, and they couldn't search their bodies, and it was rumored that the Jokhang Temple would be drowned by the saliva of the masses.

Eventually, all the tourists who came in, whether they robbed money or not, were cleared out.

Only Ye Xiaobai is still there.

Ye Xiaobai didn't take the initiative to go.

The people of the Jokhang Temple also did not let Ye Xiaobai go.

There were more than a dozen people surrounding Ye Xiaobai all the time.

Hula, the heavy temple door was re-closed and locked.

The middle-aged lama came to Ye Xiaobai, looked at Ye Xiaobai a few times, and said coldly: "Take it!"

Everyone rushed forward.

In their eyes, Ye Xiaobai is a person with serious mental problems, and he dares to make trouble in the Jokhang Temple, isn't it light in the toilet to find?

Bang bang bang –

Bang bang!

One by one, the lamas flew out of the battle circle.

Within two minutes, dozens of people fell to the ground wailing.

These people all have some foundations, and ordinary people are not their opponents at all, but in Ye Xiaobai's eyes. They are also ordinary people.

"Who are you?" The middle-aged lama's face changed slightly, and he smashed the merit box in public, and he was extraordinary, and he knew with his ass that this person was doing this for a purpose. And not the so-called neuropathy.

"Mr. Ye. Ye Xiaobai said.

"Mr. Ye of Mingzhu?" The middle-aged lama frowned, when "Long Live Mr. Ye" was not released online, he had seen the gun version of "Long Live Mr. Ye", and he also knew that the prototype of the protagonist of the film was Mr. Ye of Mingzhu.

In this regard, Ye Xiaobai is very angry. He didn't even know what the story that movie was about!

"Exactly. ”

"What do you want?"

"Find your Living Buddha. ”

"How can you see the Living Buddha?" the middle-aged lama couldn't help but sneer, "Mr. Ye, no matter what the purpose of your coming here is, but since you're here." Don't even think about leaving. ”

Knock Knock Knock –

The middle-aged lama's voice fell, and four bells rang with it.

Three sounds, it is an enemy attack, and the temple guards can be dispatched according to the situation.

Four tones. It is a crisis, and the temple's overt and covert forces are all dispatched, and friendly forces can be contacted for reinforcements.

Five tones. The living Buddha is out of the customs.

"Four dangerous bells! Enemy attack! There is an enemy attack!" In the backyard of the temple, more than a dozen teams of people slaughtered in the front yard, and eighteen of them were so fast that they arrived at the scene of the incident in just a few seconds.

Eighteen Dharma Kings.

These eighteen people. All of them are eighth-rank Great Heavenly Masters and ninth-grade Great Heavenly Masters, and the lineup is huge and terrifying, enough to be proud of any big force!

"Maybe you think too much of me?" Ye Xiaobai couldn't help but shake his head and laugh.

"I don't want to give birth to innocent casualties, why bother to put out a wheel formation if I can slap to death?" the middle-aged lama sneered at the corner of his mouth. Started to retreat, he was already able to watch the play.

"Senior brothers, let the junior brother kill the thief. "Of the eighteen, one broke away from the group and flew up. The left hand rests on the wrist of the right hand, and the right hand points out.

His index finger glowed faintly golden.

This is the powerful vajra finger of Tibetan Buddhism.

Ye Xiaobai also pointed out.

Two fingers touch.

The eighteenth-ranked Dharma King's face changed drastically, and he felt a terrifying energy rushing down his fingers to his arm and then to his chest.

He let go of his left hand and pointed his sword at his chest, stopping the momentum from hitting his heart, and at the same time flew back sharply, retreating dozens of meters. He barely managed to stabilize his figure, but he snorted, and a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

The faces of the crowd changed slightly.

The Dharma King who ranked first was the Nine Rank Great Heavenly Master twenty years ago, twenty years ago. He continued to explore the path of the Divine Realm, but he was still unsuccessful, but he was perfect for the power of the Great Heavenly Master Realm, even if the defeat of the 'Eighteen Dharma Kings' was due to the light enemy. But he thought that under the same circumstances, he would not be able to seriously injure the 'Eighteen Dharma Kings' with a single finger.

"Two hundred years ago, the living Buddha of Tibetan Buddhism was a powerful Vajra finger at home and abroad, and Tibetan Buddhism was in the limelight in the international arena for a while. Now, two hundred years later, his descendants are so unbearable, I am very disappointed. Ye Xiaobai couldn't help but shake his head and sigh lightly, after the antelope living Buddha passed away, he did not choose to be reincarnated, but went to the West Heaven Buddha Township, became one of the gods and Buddhas, and shined in the Buddha Township, and was very appreciated by the Buddha.

At a grand meeting of the Three Realms, Ye Xiaobai, as an entourage, fought with the Antelope Living Buddha under the instruction of Yan Jun in the First Palace, that is, in that battle, Ye Xiaobai defeated the Antelope Living Buddha. made his debut in the Three Realms, and became the protector of the Investigation Division.

However, although Ye Xiaobai defeated the Antelope Living Buddha, the Antelope Living Buddha's strong Vajra finger still made him breathtaking. In the process of fighting, it is tricky, and the victory is a victory, but it is a narrow victory.

After the event, Ye Xiaobai and the Antelope Living Buddha talked about wine, and Ye Xiaobai took out the Huangquan finger in the three fingers of the hall in exchange for the strong King Kong finger of the Antelope Living Buddha.

"I'll take the lesson!" The second Dharma King bent his knees, firmly steadied his horse steps, still holding his right wrist with his left hand, stretching out his right index finger, and when the golden light burst out, his feet kicked on the spot, and his huge body of more than one meter and eight meters like a toad pounced on Ye Xiaobai.

This powerful vajra finger was supported by every muscle and bone in his body, and its explosive and destructive power was dozens of times that of the previous 'Eighteen Dharma Kings'.

"Drink!"

The second Dharma King snorted and pointed his index finger at Ye Xiaobai's chest.

Ye Xiaobai pointed out again.

Poof-

The two sides were separated as soon as they touched it, but the bodies of the two Dharma Kings flew out upside down like a ball, spurting blood in the air, and were caught by the Grand Dharma King in the rear.

After stabilizing his figure, he closed his mouth tightly, and pointed a sword at his body with one hand, but he still couldn't control the spurt of blood.

He screamed in horror.

"The Mighty Finger!" He used the Mighty Finger I taught!"

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