"Let go of me, old monk, why are you locking me up?"

Sanxiu, who was trapped by the golden bell, turned his face and looked at the monk of the Great Buddha Temple with a panicked expression, and immediately shouted with all his might.

The red number -12444 on the top of this casual cultivator is the one named Chen Ke!

This Chen Ke had obviously experienced some very terrible things for him in the Golden Gate, so he fled in a hurry and wanted to escape.

And the first loose cultivator to escape from the Golden Gate suddenly changed his face after seeing Chen Ke trapped by the Golden Bell, and quickly lowered his head, suppressing the urge to run away immediately.

And at this time, the first scattered cultivator to escape realized that his previous performance was so stupid.

"No, I can't be too afraid, I have a clear conscience, I'm not a demon cultivator who takes away the sacrifice, I've never done such a heinous thing! I'm Zhao Hao, Di Cangshan Zhao Hao, a decent monk with both character and conduct!"

Zhao Hao clenched his teeth, clenched the ten fingers of his hands tightly, and felt the slight pain of his fingertips piercing his palms, he finally restrained the leaked emotions and successfully controlled his emotions!

"Don't panic, there's that trapped pen to attract attention, I have a chance!"

Thousands of thoughts turned around his mind, Zhao Hao quietly raised his eyelids, and saw that Chen Ke, who was trapped in the Admiralty, was still shouting in Jiesidi.

Not only that, but Chen Ke also took out a variety of magic weapons one after another, and used all his strength to attack the golden bell, as if he wanted to break the bell!

"How can the magic weapon of the monks of the Great Buddha Temple be able to break through by you with a single loose cultivation?"

The corners of Zhao Hao's mouth couldn't help but hook slightly.

......

People are like this, when they see that other people's situation is worse than their own, even if they are also in the quagmire, they can still laugh.

But in reality, they are just 50 steps and 100 steps.

And when Zhao Hao calmed down, another loose cultivator rolled out of the Golden Gate.

This third loose cultivation is simply a copy of Zhao Hao and Chen Ke, and he also started shouting as soon as he came out, as if he hadn't realized that he had left the Golden Gate.

Zhao Hao saw that this third casual cultivator also wanted to control the escape and escape like Chen Ke, and then was immediately intercepted by a high monk, he couldn't help sneering in his heart, and hoped that the more such people the better, so that he could blend in and finally get through the trick.

And then, the fourth, the fifth, the sixth...... There are more and more casual cultivators who have been kicked out of the door, and the faces of these casual cultivators are not very good, there are people who stand still, there are people who roar wildly, and of course there are people who tremble, but without exception, they all have bright negative values above their heads that only Rowan can see.

......

"Amitabha!"

Seeing that those scattered cultivators who were kicked out of the door became more and more chaotic, the abbot of the Big Buddha Temple, Master Wujian, finally couldn't help but intervene.

At the moment, it was impossible for him to question the saints......

After looking around for a week, Master Wudifficult took a fancy to Zhao Hao, who was the first to roll out of the Golden Gate, but now he is the calmest!

Since you want to ask, of course, you have to ask the calmest one, is it possible to ask the person with a bloodshot head?

After saying the Buddha's name, Master Wujian stretched out his hand and slapped a palm, and a seemingly ordinary hemp rope shot out of his cuff rapidly, and then writhed flexibly in the air like a thin snake, directly avoiding other loose cultivation, and suddenly wrapped around Zhao Hao's body!

And Zhao Hao was still gloating and complacent at the moment, feeling that he had transformed into the most normal casual cultivation in the field under the backdrop of other casual cultivation......

Looking for the most normal looking you!

Master Wufu pinched his fingers and opened his mouth to drink: "Bind!"

Zhao Hao was unbelievably tied up by hemp rope!

He wanted to struggle at that time, but when he glanced at Chen Ke, who was still punching and kicking the Admiralty like a monkey, he immediately gave up the resistance very wisely.

But even if he wanted to resist, it would be impossible for him to escape the palm of the Master of Difficulty.

......

Soon, Zhao Hao was brought to the front of the master of Wufu by the hemp rope.

The senior monks of the Big Buddha Temple were all standing beside the master of Wudifficult, staring at Zhao Hao solemnly, and the coercion of so many senior monks came together, and Zhao Hao was suddenly overwhelmed.

Seeing that his face was not good, Master Wufu waved his hand at the group of chaotic cultivators and asked, "Donor, do you know what happened to them?"

Zhao Hao's heart suddenly shook, why are you asking me why am you asking me? Isn't the saint who made all this over there?

Master Wujing looked at him with a smile, if I dare to ask, I still need to look for you?

Zhao Hao gritted his teeth and said: "I don't know, maybe it's like me, I saw the terrifying scene of being bitten by ten thousand ghosts!"

Of course, this is not true, but he always has to make up a reason to explain his panic, right?

I only hope that those loose cultivators who are still in panic will not be stupid enough to expose his lies.

However, Master Wujing said in a clear voice: "Wuxiang, what he said is true?"

As soon as he asked like this, Zhao Hao knew the pill!

And sure enough, a fat-headed and big-eared monk beside Wu Yi opened his mouth and said, "It's not true." ”

Zhao Hao suddenly glared at Wuxiang quietly, and his expression was fierce and restrained.

Master Wufu just said indifferently: "Donor, why are you lying?"

Zhao Hao's face was ugly, but he knew that he would never admit it at this time: "Master, don't speculate on yourself, when did I lie?"

Master Wufu looked into his eyes and said, "Donor, does it make sense?"

Zhao Hao's expression was stunned, and he couldn't help but glance at the saint who had been watching the play, and suddenly his face was like ashes, and he stopped making a sound.

Originally, all struggles were meaningless.

From the moment he was driven by lust and buried his feet in the golden door, everything lost its meaning.

His fate has finally come to an end.

......

After another two minutes or so, when two more loose cultivators escaped from the Golden Gate in a hurry, Luo Wen over there stretched out his hand and waved, and suddenly all the golden doors were closed in unison, and the Buddha Hall suddenly lost a little bit of golden light.

Rowan finally stopped watching.

So far, a full hundred loose cultivators have been expelled!

However, compared to the total number of 1,000 people, it is only one-tenth.

As for what to do with the 100 monks?

Rowan was not prepared to judge them from the standpoint of the judges.

This is the Great Buddha Temple, where monks from all over the world now gather, and many people want to be judges.

Rowan is basically just going to be an expositor, an whistleblower.

So he didn't say much, he just clapped his hands, and suddenly a series of images appeared above the heads of the hundred scattered cultivators.