Cao Xiong is going crazy.

He was originally a person in the martial arts of the rivers and lakes, and he had been rolling and fighting on the rivers and lakes for many years, and he got the mixed name of Jinhuan Erlang, but he was not in the stream.

But his heart is higher than the sky, and he wants to climb up.

Just in time for the imperial court to reach out to the martial arts of the rivers and lakes, and wantonly recruit people in the rivers and lakes, he got the opportunity to join the imperial court.

Although he is not good at civil and military affairs, he is scheming, and the city government is very deep.

After carefully drilling the camp, he finally climbed to the position of the head of the six gates, and finally won the matter of presiding over the martial arts alliance this time.

I thought that I could use this opportunity to reach into the various major sects, and then control the entire Jianghu martial arts, so that those who once looked down on him would know the name of Jinhuan Erlang.

Unexpectedly, the alliance was disturbed by the Tianlong Gang.

Although the Celestial Dragon Gang was repelled by the sect of the Alliance, most of the people of the Alliance were abolished.

These Jianghu sects directly turned their anger on the court that initiated the alliance.

But the imperial court is the imperial court after all, and although the Jianghu sect does not obey discipline, it is impossible to do anything blatantly after all, so naturally he can only be angry with him.

The people in the rivers and lakes are afraid of the imperial court, but he is only the head of a six-door business, and in their eyes, he is still a small person who cannot be put on the stage.

Then he was imprisoned by these men.

finally escaped, asked for the tiger talisman, and transferred it to fight it all.

First of all, Yiyangzi, who saved him, wanted to fight against him, and he was an inexplicable master, and a bamboo flute prevented him from entering.

And now another one?

Really when Cao Xiong is a vegetarian, anyone can step on it?

"Who is it?"

"Who the hell is it? Get the hell out of here! ”

Cao Xiong looked up and roared, trying to find the damn thing that dared to stop him and save his face.

The Buddha's horn seemed to come from all directions, and there was no trace of it.

"The grievances in the world are deep and difficult to settle, the red dust robs the sword soldiers, the bones and blood accumulate like mountains and seas, and the evil karma is boundless?"

A peaceful voice overshadowed the earth-shattering shouts of killing, and the peaceful compassion contained in it made the people who were fighting couldn't help but slow down the sword in their hands, and stopped in a trance.

"Who? Who's pretending to be a ghost! Get out! ”

Cao Xiong didn't know whether he was too ambitious, or he was too obsessed, and after a slight trance, he broke free from a faint trace of remorse that rose in his heart, and roared with a hideous expression.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

A clearly audible Buddha horn sounded again.

Cao Xiong finally heard the source of the voice, and turned his head suddenly, but his hideous face was stagnant, his legs were weak, and he was almost on his knees.

But I saw a golden auspicious cloud falling from the sky, a monk standing on the cloud, his robe like snow fluttering, handsome and dusty like a mortal, full of peace and compassion.

"Ah...... Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate, my Buddha is compassionate! ”

In the ruins of the original barracks, the old monk who watched the continuous tragic death of his disciples struggled to get up almost with tears in his eyes, and saluted the white-clothed monk in mid-air.

With a word, the sword soldiers killed and robbed, and the auspicious clouds fell from the sky.

In his eyes, this scene is a true Buddha at all.

It was my Buddha who heard his devotion and descended to the mortal world to save sentient beings from the sea of suffering.

"My Buddha is compassionate!"

There are many monks and nuns in the martial arts of the rivers and lakes present.

The bow of the old monk, the abbot of Shaolin, was like a signal, and hundreds of monks and nuns bowed down in unison, their faces excited and fanatical.

Not only because of the rebirth of a desperate situation, but also because of the belief that I witnessed for half a lifetime. There are women in the peasant family, and the savages are not well trained

Buddha, it really exists!

The people present were excited, surprised, or sluggish, and even Yan Yun's iron horsemen, who were as hard as iron, dismounted one after another, and did not dare to do it again.

Only one person escaped as before.

"Wow! Master Sanzang, you have become an immortal! ”

When Ma Junwu saw Chen Yi falling from the sky, he jumped out with excitement and curiosity on his face.

“……”

Chen Yizhen wanted to open the man's skull and see the structure inside.

Can't you see what kind of atmosphere is now?

"Bold! Yiyangzi, how dare you, this apprentice, blaspheme my Buddha like this! ”

The white-bearded old abbot of Shaolin was pouting with his butt back at this time, and his head was raised from the ground in a strange posture, trembling and pointing back and forth on Yiyang Finger and Ma Junwu.

Although Yiyangzi didn't believe in any gods and Buddhas, the scene in front of him was really shocking, and he didn't dare to offend, and he couldn't help but shout when he heard the words: "Junwu! Don't mess around, come back! ”

"No, Master, this is Master Sanzang, I know! Na, the masters also know it. ”

"Come back!"

"Donors don't have to be like that."

Chen Yi has already spoken: "The little monk's Dharma name is Sanzang, just a mere mortal, and all the masters are my Buddha's disciples, not my Buddha, please get up." ”

The old monk was slightly stunned, and then suddenly he was stunned.

Yes, I heard that the Buddha has incarnated countless times, descended on the great thousands, purified the benevolent voyage, and helped all sentient beings.

This Master of the Three Tibets must be the incarnation of the Buddha!

As for mortals?

Hehe, what mortal have you ever seen who can ride auspicious clouds?

The self-righteous old abbot nodded secretly with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Since I don't want to show people in my true body, I can't break it.

It's good to be like this, the incarnation of red dust, and it's better to worship nearby can bai.

Wouldn't it be a great good thing to be able to serve by your side and be contaminated with the light of the Buddha?

The old monk was overjoyed.

Although he is in the rivers and lakes, his heart of the Buddha is sincere, not because he wants to get any benefits, but just wants to bathe in the light of the Buddha from time to time.

The old monk, who thought he had figured it out, bowed respectfully: "Old monk...... Obey the orders of Master Sanzang. ”

Then he got up tremblingly, although he was weak and weak, he still insisted on bowing his back, and his old face still looked at Chen Yi with a respectful and curtainous expression......

"Obey the orders of Master Sanzang!"

When the rest of the monks and nuns saw this, they did the same.

Chen Yi looked at the old monk's expression and felt a little numb......

So he didn't want to play in this way.

But he didn't expect that things here would develop into the current situation.

In the "plot" he knew, Cao Xiong only had the so-called Yanyun Eighteen Horsemen by his side.

With just a dozen people, what kind of wind and waves can be stirred?

Not to mention Lan Haiping, the world's number one strange person who may come later, only one Bai Yunfei can suppress everyone.

Unexpectedly, when I arrived here, Yanyun's eighteen horsemen became three thousand Yanyun iron horses......

It's just that he blames himself for believing too much in the so-called plot.

If he doesn't appear like this, it will be difficult to deter these red-eyed guys.

In order to eliminate this murder, he had to do it himself, and in order to deter, there must be killing.

My girlfriend is a goddess

That's not what he wants.

simply ignored these fanatical gazes and looked at Cao Xiong, who was already pale.

"Cao Xiong, for your own selfishness, you are good at sword soldiers, and you have done so many killings in vain, are you not afraid of the time of reincarnation, enter the endless prison, and suffer forever from the karmic fire, and you will not be allowed to leave the deadline?"

Cao Xiong was originally frightened by Chen Yi's appearance, and he couldn't resist at all.

At this time, after listening to Chen Yi's words, he felt a strong resentment in his heart.

He forgot his fear, and laughed wildly with a distorted expression: "Kill? Hahahaha! Jokes, what jokes! Which one of the people here is different from me? ”

"If you are a Buddha, why don't you open your eyes and see, one of the people here counts as one, and which one is not full of blood and blood debts? The people they killed were the real mountains of corpses and blood, how many people did I kill? Not even this little col can be filled! Who the hell deserves to go to hell! Yes!? ”

"I kill, they kill, why are they on top? Just because they are masters, are they the masters? ”

"Hahahaha, Buddha? It turns out that the so-called Buddha is no different from people, they all have eyes and no beads, do not distinguish between right and wrong, and only see the poor and the lowly, I bah! ”

Looking at his crazy appearance, everyone present was silent for a while, and their eyes were full of incredulity.

Isn't this person crazy?

How dare you blaspheme in person?

"You...... How dare you, you wicked obstacle...... How dare you ......"

The old monk's white beard trembled, trembling all over his body and pointing at him, so angry that he couldn't say all his words.

"Whew!"

This sound was not made by Cao Xiong, but by a bearded man.

The bearded man was deeply poisoned, and he closed his eyes on the ground to breathe, and even Yan Yun Tie rode in just now and didn't dare to move, and he forced his internal force to suppress the poisonous blood.

At this time, he took a sip fiercely, stood up with the support of his disciple, opened his eyes, and pointed at Cao Xiong and scolded:

"Dog thief! You also deserve to be compared with Lao Tzu? ”

"Today, even if the holy monk is in person, Lao Tzu is not afraid to tell you that Lao Tzu has killed countless people in his life, but he has always killed those who should be killed, killing openly and with a clear conscience! Even if you want Lao Tzu to go to hell after death, and never be reborn, Lao Tzu's life is worth it! ”

"Do you dare to say a word in front of Lao Tzu that you have a clear conscience? Say you're above board? If you dare to say a word, Lao Tzu will immediately kneel on the ground and plead guilty to you! ”

The bearded man looked at Cao Xiong, whose face was pale but his eyes flashed with a gloomy gaze, and sneered: "Hey, what are you?" The rats in the gutter, the bedbugs in the pile of, and the unsightly things are also worthy of being compared with Lao Tzu? Bah! ”

“……”

Everyone looked at the bearded man and scolded, and their tongues were a little dry.

"Amitabha, the head of Shangguan is bright and upright, and the old monk admires it."

The old monk sighed, and bowed down to Chen Yi again: "Master Sanzang is merciful, although the disciple has never killed, but the disciple is indeed in the rivers and lakes, and there are many disciples under the disciple, or there are unscrupulous, and there are old relatives and friends, relying on the name of the disciple, there are also evil, or being involved by the disciple, there are many deaths and injuries, the disciple is not to blame, and the disciple is also willing to suffer the karma." ”

“……”

Chen Yi was speechless for a while.

I just want to be good, and by the way, I will pretend to be more than I can leave, you have so much drama, what do you want me to do?

It's hard to make up a script, so don't be so embarrassed about someone, okay?

"Alas, Amitabha ......"

"Red dust is like poison, and all living beings are evil. My heart is a boat, and I am crossing the world. ”

Chen also sighed and recited the habitual slogan: "It is the wish of the little monk to get rid of all sentient beings and get rid of the sea of red dust and suffering, but it is ......"

Well?!

Chen Yi was just halfway through his words, and his heart suddenly trembled......

What kind of demon moth is this gray curtain doing?