There are many people who also practice Buddhism, but there are not many who have such thoughts, and Master Yinghua is very unscrupulous, so he will use such an extreme way to enhance his strength.

Since he is a soul, he is a subject under the rule of the underworld, not to mention how outrageous Master Yinghua's methods are, the mere fact that he enslaves the subjects of the underworld is unforgivable!

Master Yinghua's own combat methods were inferior to the powerful ghost zombies carefully refined by his subordinates, and at this time, he was shocked by Chen Yifan's angry shouts, and staggered around to escape.

Chen Yifan still didn't leave his seat, didn't even move, Huang Yan got up, a yellow smoke rose, turned into a huge weasel, raised his front foot and pressed Master Yinghua, who fled in panic, to the ground.

"Emperor, what should I do with this person?" Huang Yan turned around and asked Chen Yifan respectfully.

"If he is cheap, he will be thrown to the underworld first, and let the judge judge judge him!" Chen Yifan glanced at Master Yinghua, who was struggling hard, and said.

The two ghosts were summoned by the system, and they easily detained Master Yinghua's soul and escorted him to the underworld.

Master Yinghua was unwilling to be restrained, seeing that the methods Chen Yifan had been using all along were also gloomy, although he didn't know what it was, he was afraid that it was also a "ghost".

So, as soon as the spirit was taken out, he did not struggle, but simply chanted the scriptures aloud.

With the chanting of the scriptures, bursts of golden light suddenly appeared around him, and several Buddhist protectors appeared.

A hint of joy flashed in Master Yinghua's eyes, with a hint of hope.

The secret way in his heart is that since he is a ghost, no matter how high his strength is, it is really not wise to dare to come to his Buddhist holy land to spread wild!

"Get out!" Seeing the appearance of the Arhat Phantom, Chen Yifan glared angrily, blurted out with a scold, and the power from his own priesthood instantly dispersed these Arhat Phantoms.

Isn't it a joke that a few of the illusory thoughts of the Arhats summoned by mortals also want to be presumptuous in front of his Emperor Xudu himself?

If a few arhats really come down to earth, he will still ask them for sin, preach, preach, how to teach such thieves!

Seeing this scene, Master Yinghua, who was still chanting the scriptures aloud, seemed to be choked in his throat, and he couldn't speak anymore, and his palms that were holding on to the ten were also pulled away by the ghost, and they were pressed away.

Su Zhao watched all this with his own eyes, because of the excess yin power in the hall, he could see the ghost cha more clearly, and even the soul of Master Yinghua who had just been hooked out of his body by the ghost cha he also saw.

But because he is a mortal, he didn't see it so clearly.

When the yin power is strong, he can see more clearly, and when the yin power is weak, he can see hazy and blurry.

In this way, he can see half of it, and he can't see half of it, which adds a bit of reverie to him out of thin air, and the whole person sits on the chair and doesn't dare to move, and he doesn't even dare to blink his eyes.

Before, he thought that Chen Yifan was a monster, but now, he didn't think so.

Previously, Chen Yifan's sentence "The subjects of my prefecture were also deliberately bullied by you?" "No doubt has already explained his origins.

"Alas! Wait a minute! I haven't given the exercises yet! Seeing that Master Yinghua was taken away, Chen Yifan suddenly remembered, raised his hand and shouted.

At this time, Master Yinghua had already been frightened into the six gods.

Oh, my God! How strong is this kid, obviously full of yin qi, in this temple, the place blessed by the Buddha, not only is not restricted by the Buddha's light, but he drinks away the phantom of the Arhat.

At this time, Chen Yifan asked about the exercises, and he said them all in a daze.

It's a dictation.

It's okay to dictate, Chen Yifan doesn't look for the actual exercises, anyway, his own memory is a little beyond ordinary people, and he can remember seven, seven, eight, eight or eight after listening to it.

On the other hand, he also has a book spirit in him!

He couldn't remember, the book spirit must have remembered, and, it wouldn't take long for him to comprehend!

With the exercises in hand, by the way, he cleaned up an evil monk who was refining ghosts and causing trouble, Chen Yifan looked at Ji Ming, the little monk who was hurriedly opening the door and wanted to escape.

"Seeing that you are busy in front of Yinghua, I'm afraid you have also made a lot of moves." Chen Yifan said.

"Spare your life! The master spares his life, I haven't hurt anyone! Just running errands for the abbot. When Ji Ming heard this, he saw that Chen Yifan noticed him, and knew that he couldn't run, so he knelt down as soon as his legs were weak, and pleaded with Chen Yifan.

"What you did and didn't do, I naturally know." Chen Yifan replied without moving.

Immediately, I couldn't help laughing, this smile was full of evil and trembling.

It seems that you can never imagine what kind of ideas the owner of these eyes has come up with to torture you and play with you.

"Do you think death is the most terrible thing? Then you still need to practice! Chen Yifan said with a smile.

"I don't want your life now, and I'll die when you deserve to die. Take advantage of the opportunity I give you, do more good deeds, and accumulate virtue! ”

"Otherwise...... Hehe......" Chen Yifan opened the door and walked out, leaving Ji Ming, who was paralyzed next to Master Yinghua, and left Puzhao Temple directly.

It's just that his luck seems to be good.

I was about to go to the Wuyun Temple on the other side to have a look, and when I went out, I met a group of monks from the Wuyun Temple.

The monks of Wuyun Temple were not good, saying that they were coming to discuss Buddhism.

However, the pilgrims who came and went next to him seemed to have become accustomed to it.

Wuyun Temple and Puzhao Temple are old enemies.

Even, Wuyun Temple was originally called Snow Mountain Temple, which is the largest and best-developed temple in Qingcheng Mountain.

At that time, Puzhao Temple was still just a small temple, with no food to support monks, and no room to be a god.

It is not called Puzhao Temple, but Jinhua Temple.

But overnight, the Golden Flower Temple was founded, renamed Puzhao Temple, and the palace was built in a big way, and the temples were continuous.

However, after the rise of Puzhao Temple, the Snow Mountain Temple has deteriorated.

Later, some masters in the temple reminded that this was because the Jinhua Temple changed its name and suppressed the luck of the Snow Mountain Temple.

Under the full light, the snow melts.

Therefore, the Snow Mountain Temple was also renamed Wuyun Temple to cover the sun.

It's funny to say that the two temples, because of this name, have been feuding for more than a hundred years.

The monk of this Wuyun Temple came to play the field.

"What about Abbot Yinghua? The old monk came in person and only wanted to debate Buddhism with him. The leader was an old monk who was slightly thin and looked to be at least seventy years old, bowed expressionlessly, and said to the little monk of Puzhao Temple who ran out in a hurry.

At this time, Ji Ming sat paralyzed beside Master Yinghua's corpse, unable to stand up for a long time with weak legs.

After slowing down for a while, he barely stood up, ran out with a breath, and shouted, "Master Abbot has passed away!" ”

"Master Abbot has passed away!"

Ji Ming's voice quickly spread throughout the temple, and the people of Wuyun Temple, who had just walked into Puzhao Temple, heard this, and they all showed disbelief and glanced at each other.

"Could it be that this Yinghua monk knew that the master was angry with the Dharma, and he didn't dare to fight, so he hid?"

The little monk who came with the Wuyun Temple whispered.

(End of chapter)