The Tianxin monk of Wuyun Temple is the old monk who sent the little monk to catch Bai Ruoling before.

Although Bai Ruoling didn't catch it, it seems that his angry Dharma appearance is still cultivated.

Qingcheng Mountain is the fifth of the ten cave heavens, and there are still a lot of spirit beasts and goblins.

And the first time he cultivated the Dharma of Angry Buddhism, he chose to go to Puzhao Temple to kick the field.

Chen Yifan passed by the group of people in Wuyun Temple, and he didn't pay much attention to it, but he just heard what the little monk said about the angry Buddhism, and he thought about it.

The little monks who caught Bai Ruoling before were also angry with the Dharma.

It seems that the old monk who took the lead is the old monk of Wuyun Temple that Bai Ruoling said.

The old monk's strength is not small, so he directly asked him for the exercises of the Wuyun Temple, and it was good to go to the Wuyun Temple for a trip.

Thinking of this, Chen Yifan stopped and looked at the old monks of Wuyun Temple.

At this time, as the news of Master Yinghua's death came out, Monk Tianxin also showed a puzzled look on his face.

Ying Hua is only sixty and five, and cultivators, whether in good health, let alone live to be 100 years old, there is no problem in 80 or 90 years old.

How could he suddenly die?

Could it be that something has gone wrong in your practice?

As for the little monks behind him who guessed that they were dead in order to avoid him, Tianxin didn't think it was possible.

The little monk of Puzhao Temple, who originally came to deal with the Tianxin monks, heard the news of the abbot's death, and was stunned for a moment, and he didn't care about anything else, so he ran away.

Monk Tianxin was silent for a moment and said, "Since Abbot Yinghua has passed away, we should not talk about Buddhism today, and finally go to pay homage to him." ”

After that, he took a few accompanying little monks and walked to the temple.

"Master, please stay!"

Chen Yifan hurried a few steps and stopped a few people from behind.

"Huh?" Monk Tianxin turned his head.

Maybe he was older, and he looked more kind than Master Yinghua, but it could be seen from those eyes that he had a powerful majesty on him.

"The donor called the old monk, I don't know what's going on?" Tianxin glanced at Chen Yifan and the others, and made a Buddhist ceremony.

A young boy, dressed ordinarily, probably came to Puzhao Temple to worship the Buddha, right?

Thinking of this, the old monk of Tianxin had some secret hatred, if it weren't for the luck of Puzhao Temple that robbed the Wuyun Temple, how could there be this scene of incense flourishing today?

Even, maybe he himself was mistaken for a monk from Puzhao Temple, so he was stopped.

Just when the monk Tianxin was angry about what happened to him, and his resentment against Puzhao Temple became a little heavier, Chen Yifan opened his mouth with a smile.

"Please also take a look at the master's exercises."

Just like when he borrowed the exercises from Master Yinghua just now, he was polite and decent, as if he was not borrowing exercises, but just a homework book.

"......" Monk Tianxin instantly woke up from his thoughts, and was a little stunned: "What did you say?" ”

What Chen Yifan said was too inconsistent with the identity of Chen Yifan he expected, so it made Monk Tianxin a little stunned.

"Please also take a look at the master's exercises." Chen Yifan repeated it again.

"What exercises, cough, the donor laughed, those Internet rumors can't be true, there are no exercises, there are a lot of Buddhist scriptures, if you want, you can come to Wuyun Temple and ask some to go back and copy." Monk Tianxin came back to his senses, only thinking that Chen Yifan was a second-year teenager, and said with a smile.

"Master, don't play dumb riddles with me, I think your angry Dharma appearance is not bad." Chen Yifan pointed out.

When the Tianxin monk heard this, his expression sank instantly: "Who are you?" ”

"Me? It's just a nobody, I just want to take a look at the exercises, presumably the master will definitely meet my little request, right? Chen Yifan replied with a smile.

That sunny smile is indeed easy to make people feel good, if he didn't borrow some exercises......

"It seems that he is also a cultivator, so why bother to open his mouth when he knows that it is impossible?" Monk Tianxin said coldly with a calm face.

After that, he turned around: "Abbot Yinghua is dead, we still need to go to mourn, so we won't delay you so much!" ”

After that, he was leaving.

Chen Yifan used the yin power, grabbed the air and turned the clouds, and slapped it on the shoulder of the Tianxin monk.

Monk Tianxin was shocked and wanted to shake Chen Yifan's hand away, but Chen Yifan calmly pressed his shoulder and did not move.

The angry Dharma appearance of the Tianxin monk may be a great means, but his own Taoism is only about a hundred years, and he has not used the angry Dharma phase at this time.

Chen Yifan doesn't have such a strong Taoism, but it's almost there, not to mention that his exercises are the supreme exercises of the underworld, and he is a strong opponent of the Tianxin monk.

Under the shock, there was no achievement, and the heart of the Tianxin monk sank, but he didn't expect this young kid to be a master.

At the moment, he did not hesitate to show his anger and the Dharma directly.

I saw that behind the Tianxin monk, ten thousand golden Buddha lights were suddenly released, and in the Buddha light, a Buddha statue with angry eyes glared at Chen Yifan, and then grabbed him.

"Just a few Arhats, and another Buddha, but they are just phantoms, and they dare to take them out and offer ugliness?" Chen Yifan snorted lightly.

Just when the palm of the Angry Buddha waved, Chen Yifan directly cast a spell, and hell beckoned!

Fang Cai hurried to Puzhao Temple, sat for a while, and the yin power value recovered a lot.

Although he had just used up some to deal with the Tianxin Monk, the Tianxin Monk drove the ghosts, and he was completely restrained by himself, and he didn't use much strength at all.

At this time, the exercises of this Tianxin monk, with the power of the Buddha, fought with the angry Dharma, but he was still restrained by himself.

The Buddha is only equivalent to the immortals, and he is the real Emperor of Xudu here, just a virtual shadow of the Buddha, how can he be an opponent?

The scene of hell disappeared in a flash, and the angry Dharma was instantly dragged into it by the ten thousand ghosts of hell, only to see that the moment he entered the hell, it turned into golden light and collapsed.

And the Hellish Phantom disappeared in an instant.

There is a Buddha in the earthly realm, and the king of the earth is just a Buddha.

The angry Dharma phase condensed by a mortal cultivator does not yet have the strength to fight against the ten thousand ghosts of hell!

"This ......"

"Could it be the thousand-year-old ghost king?" Seeing Chen Yifan's methods, Monk Tianxin was shocked.

He ate ninety-nine spirit beasts and goblins, and spent ten years of hard work to practice the angry Buddha Dharma, as the existence of hole cards, in front of this young man, he was so vulnerable!

Tianxin Monk was a little suspicious of life at this time, Chen Yifan's method just now, guessing that this is not a thousand-year-old ghost king?

"Ghost King? What does the Ghost King want you to do with the Dharma? Chen Yifan sneered.

"Do you borrow this exercise?" Chen Yifan raised his hand and pressed it on the shoulder of Monk Tianxin, and asked with a smile.

Unconsciously, some kind of domineering bandit character is integrated into his blood and bones.

Monk Tianxin's face darkened, and he faintly glanced at the frightened little monks behind him.

If he borrows it, I'm afraid it won't be easy to explain it when he goes back.

Although it is the 21st century, the major schools still cherish their brooms!

(End of chapter)