These disciples of Xiyan Temple are from Buddhism, and they have no quality at all, they are just like the gangsters on the Tao.

It's even an exaggeration, even if it's a gangster on the road, it's a little higher than their quality.

I have always had great respect for Master Juehui.

Whether it is his pure heart of his master, Master Zen Zhen, or his understanding of Buddhism and Zen machines, I very much agree with him.

Participating in meditation and enlightenment with him has been very beneficial to my state of mind.

Even I, the master of the Heavenly Machine Gate, when facing the great monk Master Juehui, I always regard myself as a junior, and I will never put on a stand in front of him as the master of the Heavenly Machine Gate.

However, these few monks who don't know the height of the sky dare to speak disrespectfully to Master Juehui, even if my temper is good, I can't bear it anymore at this time.

The disciple of Xiyan Temple who was slapped in the face by me, although he can be regarded as a master of kung fu for a few days, may be regarded as a master for ordinary people, but to me, he is not even an ant.

Not to mention that I used the power of Chi Eugene's body in this slap, I didn't even use one-tenth of my own strength, and when it hit his face, I directly threw his people out several meters away.

Seeing this, the remaining two monks were all dumbfounded.

The speed and power with which I slapped the monk was unimaginable to them.

In the face of a master like me, even if the strength of the two of them is a little stronger than the one who was slapped away by me, it doesn't make any sense.

At this time, the one who was knocked away by me fell to the ground and began to howl, while the other two monks suddenly became much more low-key, and with a look of trepidation, they turned their eyes to me.

But I sank my face and said to the two of them, "Didn't you hear the master asking you?" What is the name of that Tokuhong's master? ”

Hearing this, the slightly older monk immediately replied, "My ancestor's Dharma name is Jueheng, and my master, Master Dehong, is a closed disciple of my ancestor!" ”

Hearing the monk's answer, Master Juehui nodded lightly and muttered to himself in a very small voice: "The character of the fourth senior disciple itself is rather impetuous, no wonder he taught his disciples like this!" ”

"If the master can live a few more years, he may be able to change the character of the fourth junior brother, but it's a pity, it's a pity, it's a pity!"

Because it involved his fellow disciples, Master Juehui reminded him of his master, Master Zen Zhen, and made him sigh several times.

And at this moment, because the howl of the disciple of Xiyan Temple who was thrown out by me was relatively loud, it alarmed the others in the nearby Xiyan Temple.

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south!"

After a loud Buddha horn came, a monk wearing a big red robe, holding a Zen staff in his hand, looking quite a monk, aged about forty years old, came to the front of our group of people.

And after seeing this monk in a big red robe, the monk who was slapped to the ground by me got up from the ground in a bone.

"Lion Tiger, I was beaten, you have to give me a head!"

Although the force of my slap was not very strong, when it hit him in the face, it still knocked out several of his teeth.

Therefore, when this monk was talking to his master, there was a feeling of slurred words between his words.

When his two brothers saw their master coming, they immediately stood to the left and right of the monk in the big red robe.

The older monk, standing to the left of his master, with a strong look of jealousy in his eyes, pointed at me with his right hand and said to his master, "Master, it was Senior Brother Mingsong that he beaten!" ”

Obviously, according to the names of these three monks, this monk wearing a big red robe should be their master, the so-called Master Tokuhong.

And when he heard what his apprentice said, and glanced at the man who was still crawling on the ground and was beaten by me, Master Tokuhong's face sank, and then he scolded angrily: "Waste, it's really a shame on me!" ”

After scolding his apprentice, Master Tokuhiro set his eyes on me and began to ask me about him.

I saw Master Dehong say to me with a gloomy face: "Don't say anything about trespassing in the forbidden land, and beat my apprentice, it seems that you don't take me Dehong in your eyes?" ”

In fact, what Master Dehong said is quite right, with the strength and status of our group, we are definitely qualified not to take him seriously.

So when Master Tokuhong thought he was pretending to be forced to say this, I nodded very seriously, and then said to Master Tokuhong: "You're right, you really don't have the right to be taken in our eyes!" ”

Hearing my words, Master Tokuhong's face was instantly distorted with anger.

Originally, he wanted to use his identity and name to pretend to be forced in front of a few of us, but at this time, he pretended to be forced but was stepped on, which made Master Dehong embarrassed!

So Master Tokuhong was very unconvinced and said to me, "Who are you guys?" Who qualifies me not to take me seriously? ”

Facing the annoyed and angry Dehong, I smiled coldly, and then said: "What are the identities of the few of us, you are not qualified to know!" Call the presiding abbot of your Xiyan Temple, or the person in charge of the Heavenly Dao Gate, and they will be qualified to know our identity!" ”

Dehong is not a core figure in Xiyan Temple, so he doesn't know me very well, and he doesn't know much about the fact that I have taken over the two major problems of Tiandaomen.

Not even to mention him, even a few core figures of Xiyan Temple don't know that I have taken over the two major problems that have plagued the Heavenly Dao Gate for thousands of years.

And at this time, seeing that I was extremely arrogant, and he didn't even pay attention to him, the first closed disciple of the Xiyan Temple Discipline Academy, Tokuhong's anger broke out at that time.

"If you want the presiding abbot of our Xiyan Temple to come to see you, it depends on whether you have this qualification!"

"If you can catch my Zen staff, then I will go and call my master and the presiding abbot to you!"

After saying this, Dehong didn't say a word, came to a move Mount Tai to press the top, and directly slapped my right shoulder with the Zen staff in his hand, which weighed at least fifty pounds.

This Zen staff weighs at least fifty catties, and with the strength of Tokuhong, when it is photographed from top to bottom, I am afraid that it will have at least three or four hundred catties of strength.

In Tokuhiro's opinion, I will definitely dodge his move, but no matter how I dodge and what move to use against me in the next move, Tokuhiro has already thought about it.

However, what Dehong never expected was that I stood still and didn't move, stretched out my right hand and grabbed his Zen staff.

Use my right hand to pick up his Zen staff, which has at least four or five hundred catties of strength, am I crazy?

The so-called mantis arm as a car, isn't that what it looks like?

If he goes down with this rod, my right hand will not be abolished?

And just when this thought flashed in Tokuhiro's mind, my outstretched right hand had already grabbed his Zen staff, which had at least four or five hundred catties of strength.

By the time Tokuhiro reacted, his fifty-pound Zen staff had already fallen into my hands.

And the most terrifying thing about Master Tokuhiro is his Zen staff made of iron, which is like dough in my hands, and I kneaded it together in a few strokes and kneaded it into the shape of an iron ball.

"Now can you go and call your presiding abbot of Xiyan Temple and your master?"

Hearing my words, looking at the smiling expression on my face, Master Tokuhiro and his three disciples at this moment were as if they had seen a ghost!

With the vision of Master Tokuhiro and the three disciples under him, they couldn't imagine what level of strength they had reached to be able to do something like me.

Even his master, Master Jue Heng, the first master of the Discipline Academy of Xiyan Temple, had never shown such a skillful kung fu in front of him.

As soon as he thought of this, Master Tokuhong said to me tremblingly: "I, I'm going to call my master and the presiding abbot!" ”