Chen Mo looked at Yulin and looked a little speechless, maybe he was open-minded, maybe he didn't know the world, Chen Mo himself had to deal with the situation in front of him, but this old monk felt that it didn't matter;

He shook his head and quickly followed out of Qingliang Temple, raised his eyes to see more than a dozen lamas standing outside the door with weapons in their hands, a few ordinary monks of Qingliang Temple blocked their way, when Chengguang stepped forward, a little monk said loudly:

"Abbot, these people"

Before he could finish speaking, one of the lamas shouted:

"You are the abbot, then we have found the right person, today one of our young lamas was abducted by a thief monk, someone saw him enter your Qingliang Temple, hurry up and hand over the little lama, otherwise don't blame us for being polite."

Chen Mo laughed secretly when he heard it beside him, this strategy was also implemented in the hands of the devil in later generations, but the devil's actions were much more brutal, he shook his hand in the woods, and a figure quickly ran out of the mountain, he walked to Chengguang's side and stood still.

Chengguang had already learned from Chen Mo that a lama had come back to stir up trouble, and he looked at these people coldly and said in a deep voice:

"This is a pure place for Buddhism, and besides, this temple never receives the Yellow Gate Lama, so you should look elsewhere."

"Hmph, if you say no, you won't, then let's go and search, if not, I'll ask you for guilt." The lama who spoke said with a flash of joy in his eyes.

"The Buddha Gate is pure, then let others break in indiscriminately, you can go back." Chengguang still shook his head and said.

"In that case, don't blame us for being rude."

As soon as the lama glared and said, two young lamas holding the ring knife rushed up, one after the other the ring knife stabbed at Chengguang, Chengguang waited for the two ring knives to be no more than three feet away from him when the footsteps moved, the two lamas' ring knives stabbed at each other's hearts, and the sudden change made them quickly lift the knife to the side, and each quickly slapped together with their palms before bounced away a few feet.

Chen Mo didn't look at Chengguang but at the lama who spoke, just like the plot of the novel, the two little lamas wanted to kill Chengguang but were avoided the moment, this slightly shameless guy shouted loudly:

"The abbot of Qingliang Temple is going to kill someone"

With the cry of the lama, a group of people rushed from not far away, among them the monks and lay lamas were complete, Chen Mo smiled strangely on his face again, and he said to Chengguang coldly:

"These people are in a group, so the master don't talk nonsense with them, it is estimated that there will be a fight, but don't worry, I have someone outside, and I have already sent someone to mobilize, these guys are not good things, I will kill them later, please forgive the master."

Chengguang didn't understand what Chen Mo meant by opening the killing ring, he whispered a Buddha number and didn't speak, in his thoughts, Tartars are all killing people without blinking, now someone has come to plot against the old emperor, Chen Mo will definitely wipe out the other party, but he didn't expect that Chen Mo is not a Tartar Now he has other plans, just when the group of people arrived, a white-bearded old lama in a yellow robe shouted:

"Does the abbot of Qingliang Temple dare to commit murder in broad daylight?"

Chengguang looked at the old lama with angry eyes, he glanced at a fat monk beside the lama, and then sneered and said:

"Did Abbot Xinxi actually join the Yellow Sect? Just now, these lamas tried to kill the old man, but this master hit a rake, you are so close, could it be that every eye has a problem?

Although the temple is small and weak, Qingliang Temple is also orthodox Buddhism, and it does not tolerate others to bully, insult and slander, the abbot of Xinxi is the head of the pure sect of Zen Buddhism in Wutai Mountain, but he came to the door at the same time as the Yellow Sect, why is this? ”

Chengguang's words clearly refer to the abbot of Xinxi eating inside and outside, although the Huangjiao is also a disciple of Buddhism, but the beliefs are obviously different, and the teachings are irrelevant.

Xinxi didn't expect Chengguang's tone to be so sharp, an embarrassed smile on his fat face couldn't be retreated, looking at Chengguang's cold eyes, he quickly smiled and pointed to which old lama beside him and said:

"What did Abbot Chengguang say, I just heard that someone was tied up and took a look, as for just now, the old man's eyes were really bad and he didn't see anything clearly;

Let me introduce to you that this is the great lama who has just come from Lhasa, Tibet, and is the most favored and powerful lama under the throne of the Living Buddha. ”

Chengguang Heshi sneered:

"No wonder this great lama dares to act recklessly, it turns out that there is a backstage."

Ba Yan twitched his face and didn't say anything, turned his head and looked away, Xinxi pointed to a thirty-year-old literati in a green cloth shirt on the other side and said:

"This is Mr. Huangfu of Sichuan Xifu."

This Xinxi is still introducing, Bayan looked at Chengguang with big eyes and said:

"Great monk, one of my entourages was detained in the temple by you, hurry up and release it for me, so as not to hurt the face of Buddhism."

"Face, do you still have it? If you want to enter Qingliang Temple, please also ask you to go to the yamen at the foot of the mountain and ask the official to come and deal with it, otherwise you will have to enter the hell of the Buddha Gate in vain. Chengguang simply ignored Bayan's boring words and said in a deep voice.

The so-called words are not speculative for more than half a sentence, Bayan's eyes were angry and he grabbed Chengguang, and the emperor on the side shouted loudly:

"Don't hurt the peace, if you have something to say, don't be rude."

Just as Huangfuke's voice fell, hundreds of voices around him also shouted loudly at the same time:

"Mr. Huangfu has an order, and he has something to say."

Chengguang was entangled with Bayan's chicken claw skills at this time, Shaolin Praruo palms opened and closed, but Bayan's chicken claws skills were tricky and weird, the two crackled and fought for several rounds, but Chen Mo looked at Huangfuke, a guy who didn't know what to say.

The emperor laughed and said:

"Abbot Chengguang, you see so many people saying don't be rude, you still let Master Bayan go in and take a look, if there is no little lama, he can still make amends to you at that time, why bother to fight and kill and kill the bloody Buddhism?"

Chen Mo glanced at the mountain not far away, a green smoke rose, and the corner of his mouth smiled at the corner of his mouth, looking at the emperor and sneering:

"Ignorant villain, I don't know what to say."

Huangfu Ke is a famous man in western Sichuan, he couldn't help but be annoyed when he was scolded by Chen Mo, he leaned forward, and his right hand pointed to Chen Mo's chest to the acupoint, a murderous indifferent look showed his noble demeanor.

Although Chen Mo only has six years of internal strength, after the last fight with Shuang'er, his jade-breaking hand has finally reached the mastery realm, and this Huangfu Ke's finger poked to imply the wind, and this finger should have been cultivated for a lot of time.

Huangfuke pointed out that he looked chic and free, but Chen Mo calmly hooked his hand on Huangfuke's wrist, and while Huangfuke's body was driven, he slashed out with his backhand.