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This is the subtlety of the Buddhist exercises, the Vajra Dharma stick cultivated by Senior Brother Wu with the blessing of the power of the Arhat's true appearance, at this time exerts an incomparably powerful power.

"Okay!" Some of the monks applauded Senior Brother Wu, such a subtle stick technique, a powerful stick momentum was indeed unprecedented.

But Gongsun Hong looked at Zhen Yinjian with a worried face, and he was unsure whether this newly met friend could take this trick.

"Drink!" Zhen Yinjian faced such a powerful attack, although his face was surprised, but there was no fear. He poured his breath into his chest and poured his right arm into it, only to see the strong wind raging in his right arm, and he suddenly punched out.

This punch did not use the slightest bit of mana, the power of the law or even the power of the law, the speed of the fist was not fast, but it had just arrived under the shadow of the yellow-clothed stick monk in front of him.

Seeing this scene, everyone exclaimed. The power of Senior Brother Wu's stick is so powerful, and with the help of the power of the Arhat Dharma, Zhen Yinjian dared to block it with his flesh fist, which was beyond the expectations of the monks.

"Crazy!" a crisp voice sounded.

Click...... Boom......

Only two loud noises were heard, first the Dharma stick in the hand of Senior Brother Wu was shattered, and the Dharma stick tempered with secret methods and spiritual materials was shattered into sawdust at this time;

The scene could be heard in an instant, and the monks of the entire Yunshan Temple were shocked.

True Monarch Realm! The elders in the temple cultivated for the sake of Senior Brother Wu and were defeated like this, and the defeat was so crisp and irretrievably defeated, which made everyone present panic.

Who is this strange man? What level of strength has he reached? How did he come to Yunshan Temple, and why did he break into the Daxiong Treasure Hall?

Hundreds of monks gathered in front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall looked at Zhen Yinjian with wide eyes at this moment, and they were even more puzzled in their hearts.

"Amitabha! The donor is a good means, my monk of Yunshan Temple is not an opponent, please stop the donor!" Several sounds of wooden fish knocking sounded from the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and a figure emerged.

This person walked out of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, revealing his figure, and behind him was a martial senior brother whose face was blue and white.

As the senior brother of the stick monk guarding the courtyard, he was defeated in such an embarrassment, and he was defeated in front of many of his peers, which made him feel even more red.

But when he saw the figure in front of him, he breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that the ancestors in the temple would never let the reputation of Yunshan Temple be damaged. And this madman in front of him will inevitably pay the price!

Thinking of this, Senior Brother Wu's teeth were twisted together, and with the expectation of revenge in his heart, he had already forgotten the temple rules of abstaining from hatred.

Zhen Yinjian looked at the old monk in the robe in front of him, and his eyes became fascinated.

This old monk looked withered, tall and thin, his face was all withered, but his eyes were unusually bright, like a baby. His body revealed a different kind of majesty, containing incomprehensible power, making it impossible for Zhen Yinjian to see at a glance that the other party was in the realm of strength.

As soon as he walked out of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, four old monks walked out of the rear at the same time.

These four old monks are dressed the same as the old monks, their faces are all old, their faces are sad, angry, solemn, or calm, and they all have the same majestic power as the old monks, but they are slightly weaker than the previous ones. These people, as long as they look at it, can recognize that they must be cultivators.

"Lao Qu is the abbot of the temple, and he is true. These four are my senior brothers, who will be determined, will be wise, will be determined, and will be able to do so. Donor, dare to ask, how did you enter my temple. The old monk introduced it first, and then asked Zhen Yinjian with a Buddhist salute.

"Naturally, I came from the mountain. Zhen Yinjian didn't hide it, so he replied.

"With the strength of the donor, it is enough to serve as the first seat of the temple, why do you want to worship my Yunshan Temple. If you want to worship the temple, why don't you receive the salvage ceremony, but come to the Daxiong Treasure Hall to make trouble?" the old monk continued to ask with his eyebrows lowered.

Obviously, his words were to find out the origin of Zhen Yinjian, so as to respond.

"Abbot Dingzhen, I have no intention of apprenticeship. It's just that I have a friend who should have come to your temple these days for a nun. She had some important matters that I needed to solve, and it was just when your temple was trying to accept apprentices and close the door to hospitality, so I had no choice but to take the road into the temple and look for my friend. Who would have thought that he would be stopped by the monks of your temple, and he would punish the murderer without saying a word, and in desperation, I made a move, I was really forced to do it!"

Zhen Yinjian saluted first and then soldiers, and did not intend to convince people with his strength, after all, he might still have a request from Yunshan Temple, but he was too arrogant.

"Nonsense, you villain trespassed into the Daxiong Treasure Hall with bad intentions, it is really hateful!" Senior Brother Wu's face was red and his neck was thick, and he roared angrily at Zhen Yinjian at this time.

"Wu Ying, how can a monk be like Meng Lang!" The old monk glanced at Wu Ying, which immediately made him tremble, and bowed his head to admit his mistake:

"It's me who lost my temper, and I ask the abbot to punish me!"

"Let's go down!" As soon as the old monk flicked his sleeves, the stick monk Wu Ying lowered his head and left the Daxiong Treasure Hall, leaving only Zhen Yinjian, the five old monks and a group of monks watching the play.

"Please come into the temple and talk. The old monk spread his hands and signaled, Zhen Yinjian was not ambiguous, and entered the hall with the five people.

As soon as he entered the Daxiong Treasure Hall, Zhen Yinjian immediately saw that the dome of this building dozens of feet high was covered with various Buddhist portraits, and at the same time, more than 20 Buddha statues were placed in the hall. Each Buddha statue weighs more than 1,000 catties, but it is built with spiritual wood, spiritual gold and other things. Far up, it actually has its own spiritual light, which is quite amazing.

Directly in front of the main hall is a huge statue of Shakya Buddha, under which stands a long mahogany table, on which is placed a wooden fish, a bottle of incense, and nothing more.

Behind the long table, there were seven or eight futons, and Dingzhen sat down with a few old monks, and invited Zhen Yinjian to sit at the same time. And Zhen Yinjian did not hesitate, found a futon to sit down, and listened to what the old monk had to say.

"What is the donor's surname?" the old monk asked.

"My name is Zhen Yinjian, I want to ask the host, I don't know if I can tell me the news of my friend, if she hasn't come yet, I won't bother. Zhen Yinjian is right.

"Hmph, the disciple of Yunshan Temple who injured me, not only did he not apologize, but he also dared to question me and others, you are so angry!" a burly old monk beside the old monk rebuked angrily.

Although his face is old, his figure is very strong, and his arms seem to be two stone pillars, and his eyes are full of anger at this moment, obviously hating Zhen Yinjian.

This person is the first seat of the Luohan Hall!

When the old monk heard the news with anger, the host of Yunshan Temple on the side lowered his eyebrows and pretended not to know, obviously with connivance.