The next day, as Chang Le and others marched towards the deepest part of southern Xinjiang, they found that the dispute between the two realms of righteousness and demons was becoming more and more intense, and they saw a lot of bloody corpses along the way, obviously these corpses had only been dead for a day or two, and many insects and ants that had never been seen before were attached to these corpses, gnawing on flesh and blood.

Seeing this, Mingwu couldn't help but feel compassion and sighed: "I didn't expect that this trip to southern Xinjiang would be another disaster." As soon as he finished speaking, he folded his hands and began to chant the sutra, singing the mantra in a low voice.

After reciting, he said softly, "Amitabha." The Buddha bead in his hand flashed with golden light, and with a "boom", the stone shattered into the bushes next to him, only to hear a miserable howl in the bushes, and a person dressed as a demon disciple covered his injured left arm and ran out of the bushes.

This disciple shouted and scolded as he ran into the distance: "Okay, you thief bald donkey, you were still pretending to be merciful there just now, I didn't expect to be so vicious!" ”

Mingwu smiled slightly, and said loudly: "Donor, you have strayed into the devil's path, if you are still obsessed, I am afraid that after death, you will fall into the eighteenth layer of hell, and the little monk is crossing you." ”

"Bah, you are a thief and a bald donkey, you sneak attack first, curse last, are you still a monk or not?" When the disciple heard this, he was greatly annoyed.

"I chanted for the dead to transcend, because of my Buddha's compassion, I sneaked up on you, because you sneakily peeped at us first, as for swearing, how could the little monk ever curse you? It's just a good word to persuade you. ”

Seeing that the disciple was running farther and farther, Mingwu still added a sentence and said: "Donor, if you want to put down the butcher knife one day and become a Buddha on the ground, welcome to come to Tianyin Zen Temple to report, Amitabha Buddha, Buddha is destined to be a person." ”

When Chang Le and the others beside Mingwu saw this scene, they were all stunned and froze in place.

Tianyin Zen Temple really has a set...... Sneak attack and curse, such a despicable thing can be realized that this monk said so high-sounding, no wonder the strength of Tianyin Zen Temple has become stronger and stronger in recent years, and there is a faint trend of standing tall with the Shushan Sword Sect! Chang Le was full of emotion in his heart.

What's more! Listening to the tone of enlightenment, Tianyin Zen Academy seems to accept disciples, and those who come do not refuse!

Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground, and you can go to Tianyin Zen Temple to report?

No wonder the power has swelled so fast!

Chang Le was worried about the future of the Shushan Sword Sect in his heart, thinking that he wanted to worship under the Shushan Sect back then, it was also after nine hundred and eighty-one years, cutting monsters and doing chores, and giving gifts, so he was admitted to the Shushan Sword Sect, but the Tianyin Zen Academy did not refuse to come, and even the disciples of the Demon Sect could be directly admitted to the sect if they were dedicated to goodness......

How many disciples can Tianyin Zen Academy receive in a year! Many of them are still beginners with art, and their own cultivation is good!

"Cough, Senior Brother Mingwu, the little brother is really curious, is what you just said true?" Chang Le coughed lightly and asked at Mingwu.

"The little monk just said too much...... I don't know which one you're asking? Mingwu touched his little bald head and asked with a smile.

"It's the sentence that Buddha is destined for! Could it be that if the disciples of the Demon Sect are dedicated to goodness, your Tianyin Zen Monastery will see him take him in? ”

"Of course, the purpose of our Tianyin Zen Monastery is to guide the world to goodness, and naturally it is convenient for everyone." Mingwu nodded with a righteous face.

"That'...... It's inconvenient to ask, how many people do you want to open the door to convenience in a year? Chang Le became even more curious.

"Hmm...... Our Tianyin Monastery recruits hundreds of disciples every year, and at the same time, many disciples from other sects will also come to our Tianyin Monastery, and if the performance is good, it can also bring in 1,800 a year! Mingwu counted with his fingers.

"Performance? Do you still have a track record? Why is it that the more I listen, the more I think that your Tianyin Zen Academy is a pyramid marketing base...... "Chang Le is almost about to drop his sword!" Why is this a performance that pulls people into the house every year?

"The little monk doesn't understand what the donor is talking about, so let's do it, if the donor is unhappy in the Shushan Sword Sect and wants to switch to our Tianyin Zen Academy, we are also welcome, just report the little monk's law number after you go." The little monk Mingwu looked at Chang Le with a compassionate look.

"Ahem, ahem!" Lu Wanqing, Li Wuyan, and Bei Tanglin couldn't help but cough when they heard the conversation between the two.

"I'm sorry, the little monk was excited for a while, forgetting that you were still there, and the little monk didn't have any malicious intentions, but just now I saw that the Changle donor seemed to be quite interested in our Tianyin Zen Temple, and looking at his face, it was really related to the Buddha." Mingwu saw Lu Wanqing's eyes that seemed to be about to kill, and he was immediately frightened into a cold sweat, and hurriedly folded his hands, closed his eyes, and silently recited Buddhist scriptures.

"Could it be that if they are not there, you are going to pull me into the gang?" Chang Le smiled.

When Mingwu heard this, he smiled bitterly, thinking that the guy named Changle in front of him was simply digging a pit for himself, he opened his mouth and said: "Senior Brother Changle, don't misunderstand, it's not that I want to pull you into our Tianyin Zen Academy, but after these few days of getting along, the little monk feels that your fame and fortune are too heavy, too greedy for money, and you are very lustful, and your murderous intentions are also relatively heavy, and your popularity in the Shushan Sword Sect should not be very good, you see that your Yin Tang is black, and in the long run, it is really easy to cause trouble, and you must use Buddhism to purify it." ”

Purify your sister! Chang Leqi's hands trembled, if it weren't for the fact that the Demon Sect was pressing step by step now, he would still need enlightenment as a help in this southern Xinjiang, and at the same time, considering that although the Shushan Sword Sect and the Tianyin Zen Academy were incompatible inside, they were still a ball of harmony on the surface, and they really wanted to slap this bald head to death with one palm!

"You thief bald donkey is endless! I've had enough of you along the way! Which eye of yours has seen me greedy for money? Which eye saw me! Do I have a relationship with you in the popularity of the Shushan Sword Sect? Chang Le couldn't help but scold!

"Senior Brother Changle, you are really angry, let the little monk use Buddhism to purify it for you, if you continue like this, you will fall into the devil's path, and you will never recover!" Mingwu blinked and said with a concerned face.

"Poofha." Seeing this, Beitanglin on the side couldn't help laughing, and secretly gave a thumbs up to Mingwu, and said in his heart: "Okay, you are Changle, you also have today!" ”

"You...... Do you believe that I slashed you with a sword? The long sword in Chang Le's hand seemed to sense the anger of his master, and immediately lit up with a dazzling silver light and hissed, as if he was demonstrating.

"Amitabha, Senior Brother Changle, you and I are both on the right path, and you actually pointed a sword at me, and you want to slash me with a sword? I will definitely tell my master after I go back to this matter, presumably he will also repair a book, and send it to the head of your sect, Changqing Zhenren, you are so angry now, I am afraid that you have entered the devil's path, the little monk advises you to put down the butcher knife quickly, let the little monk use Buddhism to purify it for you, in order to eliminate the anger, and rejoice! Mingwu's eyes stared at Chang Le intently, looking like he was about to let me cross you.

"Bang dang!"

Chang Leqi's face turned pale, and the long sword fell directly to the ground, muttering, "This ...... This is better than me! ”