"Amitabha."

Jueyuan, as the abbot of the Pure Land Temple, is naturally not an ordinary person, and in a short period of time after saying the Buddha's name, he has calmed down the strong fluctuations in his heart, and smiled at Long Yi and Shanshan: "Naturally, I congratulate the donor for getting rid of the predicament and turning the crisis into safety." ”

Jueyuan came to his senses, if Long Yi would really be brainwashed by the White Elephant's nirvana Ten Thousand Buddha Dynasty Sect into his own family members of the Pure Land Temple, then why would Uncle Kong make such a request?

The empty sentence not only represents that the Pure Land Temple is about to usher in an unprecedented catastrophe, but also indicates that the Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty Sect will fail in Long Yi.

Although I don't know how Long Yi did it, Jueyuan should have understood this after hearing Sora's words.

But it's a pity that Jueyuan didn't reach the realm of emptiness after all, and he was also attracted by the powerful strength represented by Long Yi himself, so he didn't react immediately, and his eyes were confused by greed and fell into the obstacle of perception.

It wasn't until Long Yi asked and the reality was in front of him that Jueyuan got rid of his greed and thought through the inside story.

Long Yi looked at Jueyuan coldly, the elves behind him were ready to go, and the oppressive atmosphere around him stimulated the expressions of the senior monks of the Pure Land Temple, for fear that if he did not agree with the words, the family business accumulated by the Pure Land Temple on the Silver Mountain for eight hundred years would be destroyed.

Suddenly, the dragon smiled.

This smile was like a spring breeze blowing willows, and the scorching sun broke the ice, which made the tense atmosphere disappear in an instant, and also made the monks of the Pure Land Temple breathe a sigh of relief.

"This is also thanks to the holy beast white elephant of your temple for suppressing my inner demons, and this kindness has been recorded by the dragon."

In any case, without the white elephant of the Pure Land Temple, Long Yi would definitely die, and it not only saved Long Yi's life, but also helped it subdue all its momentum, reaching the peak of the second layer of the momentum return Dao, this love Dragon Yi has to bear.

Monk Likong had already been carried back to the wooden house by Kukai and another monk because he was unwell, so the host of Jueyuan accepted Ryuichi's thanks instead of Sora and respected each other.

However, Long Yi's words changed sharply, and he said: "I have heard the golden body of the Pure Land Temple for a long time, and the abbot of Jueyuan is one of the leaders, and the dragon is itchy with one hand, I don't know if I can have a discussion?" ”

Affection has to be admitted, and grievances have to be repaid!

However, after all, the Pure Land Temple is huge and there are many masters, so it is impossible to go too far, and Ryuichi's idea is to fold the latter's face a little and test his strength by the way.

Regardless of victory or defeat, as long as Jueyuan, the abbot of the Pure Land Temple, should be invited to fight by Xia Longyi, the face of the Pure Land Temple will be more or less folded.

Before the abbot of Jueyuan could speak, a big monk next to him couldn't help it, stood up and said loudly: "If you want to see the golden body, why do you have to make a move, I will be your opponent!" ”

Long Yi looked at it, this is a big monk with a height of nearly two meters, with a majestic and majestic body, a bronze complexion, wearing a brown undershirt with a purple robe, a huge Buddha bead hanging between his neck, and holding a Zen staff, looking like a sand monk.

Long Yiyi: "Dare to ask the master's number." ”

The great monk said: "I am the first immortal in the mighty hall of the Pure Land Temple, do you say that you are qualified to be your opponent?" ”

Long Yi looked at the abbot Jueyuan again: "What does the abbot mean?" ”

"The nephew of the innocent master is the first seat of the mighty hall, and the method of the golden body is naturally above the monks of this temple." Jueyuan said.

Fart!

The dragon's face remained unchanged, but his heart sneered.

The innocent monk seems to be mighty, and the abbot seems to be much thinner, but the latter has already completed the tattoo of the god of war, and it is the peak of the second level of the spirit manifestation of the divine way, which is equivalent to the current dragon level; Although the monk has also condensed the tattoo of the god of war, it is obviously not complete, at most it is on par with Xiba.

However, the abbot of Jueyuan said so, Long Yi is not too persecutive, and Jueyuan Long Yi has no confidence to win, but an idiot monk with an unsatisfactory tattoo of the god of war, he still has the confidence to win.

In a fair battle, he promised to be the first seat of the Pure Land Temple's mighty hall, and naturally he could also frustrate the arrogance of the Pure Land Temple and breathe a sigh of relief for himself.

"Since the abbot has said so, then Master Wuzhi, please give advice."

Long and his entourage made a martial arts etiquette and said, although the monk was not angry in his heart, he had to do a good job on the surface, so he returned a Buddhist ceremony.

Long Yi retracted a group of elves, and the surrounding great monks retreated to make a clearing, leaving room for Long Yi and Wu Yi to fight.

Wu Yi has long seen that Long Yi is not pleasing to the eye, but he couldn't make a move before, and when he got the opportunity, where could he hold back, he immediately shouted, and the King Kong shovel in his hand was shoveled to the dragon.

Lion's roar, wand!

The staff came quickly and ruthlessly, but two golden flames lit up in the dragon's eyes, and he saw the movements of the innocent man clearly, as if he was slowing down.

Magical powers - fiery eyes!

As soon as the dragon raised his knees and landed on his feet, the speed seemed to be not fast, but he just stepped on the King Kong shovel under his feet, and the sharp edge slashed through the blue bricks on the ground, stirring up a little spark.

The arms of the Idiot exerted force, the muscles of both arms bulged, and the green tendons on the neck burst out, but they couldn't pick up Long Yi's body at all, as if a mountain had been pressed on the King Kong shovel.

He looked up and met Ryuichi in the eye, who let out a monkey laugh and picked up the golden hoop stick and smashed it.

Split Huashan!

Bang!

Wu Idiot raised his hand to block, and pieces of purple-gold robes flew horizontally, and lines of golden light were revealed on his upper body, reflecting the bronze skin like gold.

God of War tattoo, Buddha Gate Golden Body!

"Drink! Crush me! The unfoolish backhand grabbed the golden hoop stick and pinched it hard, and the ten thousand laws of the god of war tattoo were suddenly activated, and the golden hoop rod that had lost its strength increase turned into pieces of rubble and fell, leaving only half of the dragon in his hand.

"What a Buddhist golden body!" Long Yi smiled, his body suddenly swelled to be even taller than the Innocent, crimson flames rose from his body, and a hideous sledgehammer was automatically generated with the palm of his hand.

Safras, the Hammer of the Firefiend!

The second stage of the spirit manifestation of the Shinto can condense the tattoo of the god of war, and all laws will not be violated.

In the second stage of the return of momentum, you can have the true body of Ruyi, and the ability to use all the momentum at will, without having to switch one by one frequently.

Courage shows Shinto to weaken the enemy and is better at defense; The momentum returns to strengthen itself and pay more attention to attack.

If the tattoo of the god of war is complete, it is naturally like the Buddha Arhat King Kong is not bad, there is no weakness in the body, and the dragon is half a pound and eight taels, and no one can help anyone.

However, after all, the innocent has not yet reached that realm, which means that ...... He's got a cover door!

The dragon who condensed the hammer of legend kicked the King Kong shovel one by one, raised the hammer and fell to the ground, and suddenly a burst of flames burst out, and a circle of fire waves radiated from the center of the circle with the point of his attack, and the temperature was even as high as the flame of the flame bird.

Rumble!

A flame enveloped the body of Wu Idiot, the robe and monk's robe on his body suddenly turned into ashes, and the upper body was protected by the tattoo of the god of war, but the lower body was burned by the fire, and in the time of one breath, it turned black and blistered, turning black.

"Golden bell jar!"

The God of War tattoo swam, and a golden bell-shaped hood shrouded the Idiot, and the flames were kept out, allowing him to breathe a sigh of relief.

Seeing this, the dragon directly threw Safras in his hand, and the Hammer of the Fire Demon and the Golden Bell Jar were all gone, revealing the innocence inside.

The dragon smiled, and at some point a emerald green bow had been formed in his hand, the body of the bow was emerald green, and there were young leaves, and a wooden arrow was placed on it.

"Medium!"

A wooden arrow pierced through the ankle of the innocent, and the vines with barbs at the rapid growth point stabbed the poisonous barbs into the innocent body.

Shout! Shout!

Two arrows fired in succession, one arrow hit the other ankle of the innocent, but the last arrow was shot at the end of the three inches of the innocent, and the monks stepped down a cool.

This is naturally the mercy of the dragon's subordinates, after all, the elves' archery skills are full of shots, and there is no reason why they can't shoot in the face of such a live target.

"I conceded." As soon as the dragon arched his hand, he dispersed his own changes.

"Amitabha, the donor has good skills." Jue Yuan presided over, waved his sleeves, the golden light on his body was faint, and a strong wind blew on the body of Wu Idiot, who was sweaty but did not scream, turning the vines and wooden arrows on his feet into flying ashes.

Another big monk in a purple robe came out of the ranks, releasing a Feng Lingling, who easily cured the injury of no idiot, but he was the first master of Jueye in the canteen.

"I'm naturally good." Long Yi grinned, and the ignorant master, who was almost so angry that he was grumpy, made his move again.

The matter has ended at this point, Long Yi and Jueyuan left their contact information after a polite exchange, and then the latter sent someone down the mountain.

Today's tribulation of the Pure Land Temple, the host of Jueyuan, also ordered the monks in the temple to keep silent, but as for the pilgrims and believers, they couldn't control the mouths of so many people.

A vigorous Heavenly King broke into the mountain and came to an end.

Of course, the sensation and impact of today's events will naturally continue to ferment and brew around the world......