"This is a temple, we are naturally here to worship the Buddha and incense, you little monk is very strange! Could it be that this is not a temple, but a private house? ”

At this moment, Su Qin jumped out from the side, still holding an unknown wild fruit that had just been picked from a tree on the side.

Seeing the fierce appearance of this little monk, she also replied unceremoniously.

In fact, this Posa Gate does receive customers all year round.

But last night they received a bloody order, and the whole Posa Gate is now under martial law, and the grass and trees are all soldiers, and the pilgrims who came to the door have been driven down the mountain since the morning.

"You're right, today we are a private forbidden place, and outsiders are not allowed to enter." The little monk didn't give way at all.

He is on this way of entry, that is, to stop the climbers, and if there is a situation, it is better to report to the door.

"You're sick, we're here to make incense, hurry up and get out of the way, don't get in our way." Su Qin stepped forward angrily, bypassed the other party and walked straight in the direction of the Po Shao Gate.

"Hehe, where did you come from, haven't you heard of the rules of our Po Sha Sect? Without the permission of the staff, you would not have thought of entering the door of the Posa Gate today! Seeing this, the little monk stepped out in one step, and the wooden stick in his hand was horizontal, and the ground trembled.

The momentum of internal strength is undoubtedly revealed.

If ordinary people are beaten like this, at least their bones will be torn apart.

Su Qin was also taken aback for a while, but she was not afraid, she knew that Lin Fan was here to find trouble today, and with Lin Fan by her side, she naturally had nothing to fear.

Lin Fan today, not only for revenge, before that, he needed to get a way to unlock the curse of the mandala from the Bosa Gate.

Salute first, then soldiers, slaughter all the women!

"Little Master, we came from afar and made a special trip to your temple to worship the Buddha and pray for blessings, and I hope that Little Master can make a report and make it convenient." Lin Fan said in a calm tone.

"Hehe, how many more times do you want me to say it? You are not qualified to enter the temple yet! Go farther and don't make noise here! ”

The words fell, and the nine-foot round stick was horizontal, directly in front of Lin Fan.

"Hehe, won't let me in? What if I want to go in today? Lin Fan's eyes froze, and a cold glint bloomed in his eyes.

When the words fell, Lin Fan pointed at him like a sword, condensed a little true qi, and struck at the tree behind the little monk, and in an instant, the big tree with a thick waist fell in response, and the broken ground was scorched black.

Seeing this, the little monk instantly dropped his jaw, and looked at the giant tree that collapsed in an instant with a shocked face, he didn't realize that Lin Fan could have such skills, so he got up and flew up, condensed his strength in the stick, and confronted Lin Fan.

"How can you be presumptuous!"

An internal strength martial artist, for Lin Fan, killing him is as simple as killing an ant.

For a while, a little murderous intent erupted in his green man.

At this moment, I saw a red robe in the distance closed and ascended to the sky, and there was a peaceful light all over his body.

In an instant, he came to a few people, his figure was fluttering, and he stepped forward and clasped his palms together and said, "Immortal Master Lin, I am the Silent Sect, and the staff will let me lead Immortal Master Lin to the entrance." ”

When Su Qin heard this, he immediately pouted and looked at the little monk.

"Stinky bald, see, your people invite us in now."

When the little monk heard the three words of Immortal Master Lin, his entire pupils instantly shrank, and his whole body couldn't stop trembling, looking at Lin Fan like looking at the devil.

He was stunned for a minute before he looked at the Master of Annihilation with a look of horror.

"Uncle Silence, he ...... He's ......."

Silence stretched out his hand to stop it, smiled at Lin Fan slightly, and said in a round field, "Immortal Master Lin and this female donor, I am to blame for my negligence in this matter, and I didn't greet the two of you here earlier. ”

"Forget it, Miss Ben didn't take it to heart." Su Qin always kept in mind the purpose of this trip, more things are better than less, she can't make trouble for Lin Fan.

Lin Fan didn't say much, it stands to reason that he killed the Wuji High Buddha, and then issued a killing order to the Po Shaomen, who should be afraid of him like a tiger and hate him like an enemy.

This attitude is really abnormal.

But he didn't take these to heart at all, no matter what happened to the Po Shamen, it was a bird of fire for him, if Qin Yinshuang was fine, maybe he would open the net, if Qin Yinshuang was hurt at all, everyone here would be buried together.

The four of them entered the temple before and after, and under the guidance of silence, they walked towards the inner gate.

Along the way, the little monk was constantly looking at Lin Fan with his afterglow, and in addition to fear, there was deep hatred in his fearful eyes.

A person who killed the 200-year-old Buddha of the Posa Sect and gave the Po Sa Men a killing order, if it weren't for Lin Fan's strength, he would have taken revenge long ago.

"The staff is waiting for Master Lin in Luanguang Palace, and he said that it can solve the worries of the immortal master and turn the war into a jade silk as soon as possible." Silence leads the way.

A few people walked a hundred meters through the inner gate, and only then did they see a wooden tower in the distance, which was a building with an ancient atmosphere.

Looking up, the main hall is majestic and solemn, and there is a vermilion plaque hanging in the middle of the hall door, and the inscription "Luanguang Palace" is three big characters.

When he arrived at the door of the main hall, he turned sideways slightly and made a gesture of please.

"Master Lin, go in."

Lin Fan didn't hesitate, got up and walked in, and Su Qin was about to follow in, but was stopped by Silence.

"This female donor, the staff only said that you saw Lin Immortal Master alone, you can't go in."

When Su Qin heard this, he immediately blushed angrily.

"Why can't I go in, do you know what my relationship with Master Lin is?" Su Qin exhaled.

"Wait for me outside!"

"They don't dare touch you."

Lin Fan's cold voice came, Su Qin frowned, and glared at him unwillingly.

"Break the Bald Temple, Miss Ben doesn't hesitate to go in!"

Entering the Luanguang Temple, a group of disciples here are burning incense with clean hands and reciting the Buddha, which seems to be doing a magnificent ritual.

The sound of chanting came and went, and the Sanskrit texts were full of soul-grabbing power, and Lin Fan released a divine thought, instantly stopping the power of these Sanskrit words.

At the same time, behind a Buddha statue directly in front of it, there was a loud voice of bells: "Master Lin, please come in." ”

Hearing this, Lin Fan immediately walked towards the Buddha statue.

When I got to the back hall, even though it was daytime, it was dark inside, and an old man with white eyebrows who was meditating in the hall sat quietly on the futon.

"I heard that Master Lin is famous for martial arts, I never thought that he had such an ability to ascend to the sky, but when I saw it today, he was really extraordinary, and he was really the pride of the sky."

As soon as the old man came up, he praised him with all his might.

"Falsely praised." Lin Fan responded coldly.

He didn't come here to make friends, but came with a murderous aura, and from the moment he entered the Luanguang Palace, his murderous aura continued to be released.

"Immortal Master Lin's murderous aura is really heavy, even this Heavenly Dharma can't cover this solemn murderous aura." The old man sighed faintly.

As the words fell, he slowly turned around, opened his eyes and glanced at Lin Fan, although his gaze looked peaceful, Lin Fan felt the monstrous anger behind this gaze.

"Since Immortal Master Lin has killed Wuji, I don't know why you came from afar today?" The staff asked, pretending to be confused.

The mandala curse is a Buddha door forbidden technique, once the spell is cast, there will inevitably be a sense on the side of the Buddha's door.

"You talk too much nonsense, I came today to relieve the curse of the mandala, this is also your last chance to do it, I don't want blood to flow here, you should know how to do it!" Lin Fan spoke coldly, and the murderous aura was being released several times.

The staff sat calmly, as if he hadn't heard Lin Fan's words at all, as if he had fallen into deep thought.

After a long time, he spoke, "Immortal Master Lin, it's not that I don't give you this mandala curse solution, it's actually such a secret technique, and it can't be snooped into in the realm of a non-high Buddha." ”

"So, you're going to watch the corpses strewn all over here?"

The light of thunder and fire in Lin Fan's eyes bloomed, and as long as he breathed away, the Po Sha Sect would fall into a catastrophe from which he would never recover.