Leiyin Temple, the world's authentic, who dares to provoke.

Soon, this phenomenon was almost universally known, and more and more people flocked to see the excitement, but no one dared to enter or leave the library anymore, and they all stood by and watched the changes.

Such a strange situation naturally attracted the attention of the people in the library, and Feng Lingzhu and the others raised their eyebrows and immediately walked out.

They are already frequent visitors to the library, and when Su Yu is not here, they will naturally help.

"Hey, monk, what are you doing blocking this door? In the face of malice, Feng Lingzhu's attitude was naturally not good, and he said directly.

"Amitabha. The monk clasped his hands together, "Little monk Huiming, the female donor is the hall owner?"

"It's not. Feng Lingzhu shook his head, "What's the matter with you?" ”

She thought about fooling the monk away first.

"I'm afraid this matter is not something that the female benefactor can convey. Huiming still lowered his eyebrows, and continued: "The Buddhist scriptures in this library belong to Leiyin Temple, and the little monk came to pick them up this time. ”

Wow!

His words made the faces of the onlookers change sharply, and they all widened their eyes and looked strange.

Feng Lingzhu also frowned slightly, and said coldly: "Then do you have evidence?"

"The Buddhist scriptures are exclusive to Leiyin Temple, and the little monk noticed that all the Buddhist scriptures in them were lost in my Leiyin Temple before, and I don't know what means Dawang Mountain used to occupy them. Huiming's voice remained unchanged, as if he was saying something that was taken for granted.

"It's a joke! You said it's yours and yours," Feng Lingzhu was angry and sneered.

"Amitabha, it seems that the female benefactor can't be the master anymore, and she still asks the owner to come out. Hui Ming stood there and said no more.

"Monk, you Lei Yin Temple are like you, do you like to take advantage of it?" Feng Lingzhu's eyes were cold, "Don't blame this girl for being polite!"

However, the monk remained silent, as if petrified, and deaf to him.

"Dead monk, can you go?!"

There was still silence.

"Okay, then don't blame me!" Feng Lingzhu flipped his wrist, and the pitch-black burning stick immediately appeared in his hand, and a burst of black light flashed, shrouding towards Huiming.

When Wu Mang was about to touch Hui Ming, his body suddenly brightened with Buddha light, and a dazzling amount of money rose up, this golden light was different from other golden lights, not only not dazzling, but even gave people a warm feeling.

The black mangs melted in an instant like ice and snow touching water.

"Amitabha!" Hui Ming recited a Buddha saying, his face suddenly became sacred, and he said: "There is such an evil thing on the body of the female benefactor, it seems that she has fallen into the devil, for the sake of peace in the world, the poor monk must be transformed!"

Then, the Buddha light on his body was even worse, and he slapped it with a palm at the wind spirit bamboo.

The golden giant palm is like a pure gold cast, extremely solid, piercing the sky, and roaring with an incomparably cold aura!

Feng Lingzhu just hit it casually, just wanted to blast this monk away, where would he have thought that this monk would be so heavy-handed as soon as he made a move, and in shock, he only had time to put the burning stick to the side of his chest.

Rumble!

Her figure was shocked, and she took nearly ten steps back, only to feel a sweet mouth, blood spilling out, and her face was a little pale.

"Dead monk, don't you monks pay attention to compassion and take such a heavy shot?!" Feng Lingzhu's eyes were full of anger.

"Amitabha, everyone has to punish the devil, I am doing the right thing for heaven, and I don't have the idea of being soft-hearted. He recited words and pretended to be miserable.

As soon as the words fell, he actually slapped his palm again, without the slightest intention of pity the fragrance and jade, full of murderous intent.

"Dead monk, you are looking for death!"

The rest of the Eastern Wilderness Country was immediately furious, and their spiritual power exploded instantly, helping Feng Lingzhu take this palm.

"You are in the company of evil spirits, and I hope to turn back as soon as possible!" Hui Ming persuaded bitterly.

"You are the devil, your whole family is a demon!" Yan Yang scolded his mother directly.

"Since you are willing to fall, the poor monk can only save you together......"

In the eyes of everyone, his body slowly became larger, as if there was a big Buddha in front of him, and at the same time, behind the monk, a Buddha phantom slowly appeared, majestic.

"This is the golden body of the Buddha of Leiyin Temple, so strong!"

"It is rumored that the monk of Leiyin Temple is jealous and hateful, and there is no room for evil in his eyes, it seems that this is really the case!"

"Hahaha, everyone is not a three-year-old child, don't believe this kind of famous words, it's this monk who has been ruthless from beginning to end!"

"I have long heard that although the Lei Yin Temple does not go out of the mountains much, it acts domineeringly, and when I see it today, it really deserves its reputation, and the face of the Eastern Wilderness Country is not given at all!"

......

Everyone talked about it, and they were amazed, the monks of Leiyin Temple rarely had roads, and now they saw nature very rarely.

"Bloodthirsty!"

Feng Lingzhu gritted his teeth, his eyes suddenly became demonic, in his hand, the blood-red beads on the burning stick suddenly brightened, the blood was monstrous, and there was an evil aura rising to the sky, this power was extremely weird, making everyone frightened, and the hairs stood on end.

"Sure enough, the demon has been deeply demonized, especially the evil soldier, subdued it today, and eliminated a harm!"

Huiming's palm, the dazzling brilliance came out of the palm, faintly visible, in which there was a "swastika" character.

The word "swastika" flipped rapidly, and finally broke away from the palm of the hand, condensed into substance, and became bigger and bigger in the void, and finally seemed to cover the sky and the sun, pressing towards the wind spirit bamboo!

"It's the Buddha Kingdom in the palm of the Buddhist family! This monk's strength is much higher than that of the Wind Spirit Bamboo. Someone else exclaimed.

The warrior cultivates the origin world, and the monks of the Leiyin Temple cultivate the Buddha country, which will be a flower and a world, a grass and a paradise, with the palm of their own hands as the country, and the city world.

The monk Su Yu had seen in the Sea of Bitterness before had used the trick of the Buddha Kingdom in his palm.

In other words, this monk is a median god, and he is a great level higher than the Wind Spirit Bamboo.

The blood and the golden light touched together, and the two were at a stalemate with each other, but soon, the Buddha light in the sky completely overwhelmed the blood rays, and the hot pot was strong, but there was nothing they could do in the case of a huge difference in strength.

Feng Lingzhu's face suddenly turned pale, sweat flowed from his body, and he trembled violently, obviously under great pressure.

And the word "swastika" pressed straight towards the burning stick, and finally merged into the blood beads, like a seal.

"In order to prevent the female benefactor from continuing to suffer from its scourge, I will accept it on my behalf and suppress it forever, and the female benefactor should not be grateful. He said it in a high-sounding manner, with a compassionate look, and then with a clench of his five fingers, the burning stick immediately broke away from the control of Feng Lingzhu and flew towards him......

(End of chapter)