"It's really rich, in this era, there are probably not many people who can use copper to build such a big palace, right?"

Zhang Mu sighed, the wealth of this temple is in stark contrast to the poverty of today's people, it can be seen that the wealth gathered by Buddhism, no wonder there will be three times in history to destroy the Buddha.

The sound has not yet spread, the curtain falls on the white stone square in front of the copper hall of nearly 100 zhang, the stone slab is not clean, it is often cleaned, in the center of the square, there is a Buddha statue enshrined, it is also a bronze watering, riding a golden lion, up to two zhang, it is Manjushri Bodhisattva.

Different from ordinary temples, there are three Buddhas such as Medicine Master, Shakya, and Mida next to the shrine, and the five hundred Arhats in different postures are evenly divided around the square, all of which are made by skilled craftsmen, which can be described as lifelike, solemn and courageous.

Smelling the aroma of the incense burner in front of the shrine and listening to the melodious sound of Sanskrit chanting and chanting, it makes people's hearts purify, and it is really a holy place for people who worship Buddha.

Zhang Mu was not affected in any way, Buddhism's cultivation of the mind, in the final analysis, is the spirit, and the essence is seen through by him, so it is not very interesting.

Until this moment, no one had noticed him, but when he came to the bronze hall, the chanting stopped abruptly.

The whole temple was silent, and even the sound of insects and wind could be heard clearly.

A feminine voice sounded: "Amitabha, the poor monk is not angry, the donor came to visit rashly, I don't know what the so-called thing is?" ”

"Pick up something."

Zhang Mu paused, looked at the bronze hall, his eyes were calm, and he waited.

He deliberately made a noise, just to arouse the attention of the monks here, and then forcibly take away the things, otherwise he could sneak in.

Under his gaze, one by one monks folded their hands, one after another out of the main hall, each monk walked lightly, did not smell his breath, the treasure elephant was solemn, and the cultivation of Buddhism and martial arts was not shallow.

In particular, the four monks in the lead, dressed in blue monk's robes, one with snow-white eyebrows, one burly, one tall and thin, one short and fat, with different appearances, but they all have a heavy atmosphere, and they are regarded as the top masters in the rivers and lakes today.

In the face of hundreds of monks, Zhang Mu's face did not change, and he was surrounded by everyone.

"The donor came to the forbidden place of the temple silently, and his skills are so high, I am afraid that there are few people in the world who can compare, but He's Bi is not the donor's thing, why should the donor force it?"

is not angry, not aggressive, but has the meaning of rejecting people thousands of miles away.

Zhang Mu said lightly: "He's Bi is not a private object, if there is a capable person, I will take it, you can stop it, and it will naturally continue to be yours." ”

Don't shrank his eyes, pinched the Buddha beads with his fingers, and said in a deep voice: "The poor monk is the head of the four protectors of the temple, and he is responsible for protecting and clans. ”

"Hmph, ignorant fanatic, dare to come to the holy land of Buddhism to spread wild, don't leave here quickly, otherwise my stupid wand will not be merciful." The other burly blue-robed monk didn't have much patience, staring at the bronze eyes, holding a wand of descending, and his momentum was fierce.

The other two Dharma Protectors, Vajra, who are not greedy, fearful, and have a bad look, are staring at Zhang Mu, and once he has an abnormality, he will immediately take action.

"Whether I'm qualified or not, you'll know right away, take me first."

Zhang Mu suddenly turned around and threw out a true qi at the burly monk, and the air was pulled out with a roar.

With a bang, the burly monk snorted, vomited blood and took three steps back, his arm trembled, his Zen staff bent, and he came out of his hand, and fell to the ground with a bang.

"Thunder! You are a mysterious master who has just emerged from the rivers and lakes! ”

Don't shake your white beard, your expression is moving, you can't calm down in your heart, and you can't be shocked with one finger, what kind of strength is this?

Zhang Mu did not answer, but stepped out, facing hundreds of people at the same time, and said with his hands behind his back: "Give you a chance, let's shoot together!" ”

"Take him!"

didn't speak solemnly, he knew that anyone present was not an opponent.

Suddenly, there was a strong wind on all sides, and the three Dharma Protectors, Vajra, and the nearby monks, all attacked Zhang Mu at the same time.

"Tai Chi Explosion!"

Facing the Zen staff that was enough to shatter the boulder, Zhang Mu Dantian's true qi was released, and it rotated extremely fast in Tai Chi's true intent, and then suddenly exploded.

The terrifying whirlpool tearing force spread, and all those who attacked were unable to control their bodies, and all of them were shocked away by the irresistible force.

The whole square was shaken, but everyone who came close to the curtain fell out and screamed miserably, and those who were far away also shook their bodies and could not stand firmly.

The formation that was originally quite imposing was directly chaotic, and the gray-faced monks all looked at Zhang Mu in fear.

The three Dharma Protectors Vajra bore the brunt of the damage and suffered most of the damage, even if Zhang Mu did not explode all of his cultivation in order to save his true qi, he still caused him to be seriously injured.

He staggered and stood firm, his clothes were stained with blood, and he trembled: "The means of the Daomen, what kind of person are you!" ”

"Don't worry, I don't have any background, in addition, in addition to Taoist means, I also have Buddhist martial arts."

Zhang Curtain raised his hand and pushed out against the bronze door.

Airplanes!

The air trembled, fiery red light bloomed from his palm, and a solemn Buddha figure appeared behind him, as if chanting something, and the overwhelming coercion made the entire temple vibrate.

Many monks, who were originally shocked by the means of opening the curtain, were so stunned for a moment that they couldn't speak when they saw the brilliant and vast Buddha shadow and giant palm.

In their incredulous gaze, the huge palm of the zhang was pushed out horizontally and imprinted on the bronze hall.

When there was a crisp sound, the copper hall shook violently, and after the fiery red light dissipated, a sunken palm print appeared, which actually pierced the entire copper wall, revealing the scene inside.

Ahem!

A rapid cough came from the bronze hall, and a figure walked out with a pale face.

This is also a monk, but forty years old, with a slender and tall body, a handsome face, wearing a yellow monk's robe, and has an indescribable charm.

He didn't speak, but there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, and he looked into Zhang Mu's eyes with admiration.

The monks who were originally flustered all looked respectful, and folded their hands in front of this person, which showed their high status.

"You can block my half palm, it seems that you are the master of Zen, I wonder if you want to do it now?"

Zhang Mu showed a hint of surprise, he just condensed his true qi and wanted to destroy the entire Bronze Palace, but he was blocked by this person with most of his palm power, which shows that his strength is extraordinary.

I'm afraid this kind of character is similar to a grandmaster like Ning Daoqi, but it's just not famous.

Sora still didn't speak, and he didn't get out of the way.

Zhang Mu didn't release the divine power that consumed true qi such as the Divine Palm, and his figure was fluttering, and he came to the empty in a flash.

Bang bang bang!

The two exchanged more than ten moves in an instant, and the strong strength shattered the stone slabs, and the clothes on his empty chest were stained with blood, and he was injured again.

"Don't be stubborn!"

Zhang Mu's palm was really angry, and a huge force was born, shaking the air out of three zhang away, and turned around and walked into the copper hall.

Burst!

The air could no longer hold on, and he slumped to the ground, making the monks exclaim, sad and inexplicable, but no one dared to rush into the bronze hall.

(End of chapter)