Outside the Qingxin Temple, three great monks were walking slowly, and Naqi, who had fled in a hurry just now, was also among them.

And the one who walked in front was a young man, and it was he who spoke just now.

I saw an evil smile on his face, which was rarely seen on the faces of monks, and as for Naqi and the other monk, they walked behind the young man on both sides.

When Morodo and the other novices saw the three of them, their eyebrows were twisted together.

It was really raining that the roof leak happened to be rainy, but at this time they came to the door.

"Kuzhi, I haven't seen it for many years, but the kung fu on your mouth is getting more and more powerful, but I don't know if the Buddha is as powerful as your mouth."

This was the first time Lin Fan had heard Morodo speak in such a tone, and he couldn't help but look at the great monk called Kuzhi twice.

Slowly, Lin Fan noticed that something was wrong.

Listening to Morodo's tone, this bitter wisdom should be a character of the same generation as him, why is there such a big difference in the appearance of the two, just like Nazi and Morodo, the two of them look similar, they are both in their forties.

But this bitter wisdom is obviously the appearance of a young man in his twenties.

When he heard Moruto's words, he didn't care, but shook his head and laughed.

"Old man Moro, I should thank you, thank you for teaching such a good apprentice, otherwise, where would I have the status and strength I have today."

Just such a short sentence almost made Morodo squirt out another mouthful of old blood, even so, it made Morodo's qi and blood surge, and it took a long time to suppress the churning qi and blood.

It was also at this time that the disciple sent by Moroda to find the portrait of the Great Buddha ran from the other direction of the Pure Heart Temple with a scroll in his arms.

"Master, I found it, I found it!"

The disciple ran and shouted, looking very excited.

Kuzhi didn't know what Xiao Shami was holding in his arms, and reached out to the disciple to shake it, and Xiao Shami's whole person involuntarily flew towards Kuzhi.

Then, under Morodo's angry gaze, the little novice was directly sucked into a human dry.

"Kuzhi, you are presumptuous, the Pure Land of Buddhism, how can you be allowed to act so recklessly!!"

Morodo let out a loud shout and rose from his knees on the ground, and pounced on Kuzhi like a roc spreading its wings.

The two of them fought together in an instant, and all kinds of Buddhist techniques came out together, but Naqi and another great monk took a few steps back, without wanting to interfere, which also made Lin Fan a little embarrassed to make a move, otherwise, it would seem that they were a little too bullying.

Taking advantage of the gap between the two fighting, Lin Fan asked those little novices about the origin of this bitter wisdom.

And when it came to bitter wisdom, all the little novices present had a look of fear on their faces.

This Kuzhi is indeed a master of the same generation as Moroda, and the two of them are not only in the status and strength of Buddhism, but also in the progress of Buddhism and enlightenment, and they are known as the double pride of Buddhism.

But as time passed, the dark side of Kuzhi's heart was revealed, and he and Morodo embarked on two completely opposite paths.

This Moroda devoted himself to studying Buddhism, but Kuzhi was eyeing the crooked path.

In Kuzhi's view, people will eventually die, even if they can become a Buddha, they still can't escape the fate of death, in order to survive in the world, Kuzhi set his sights on the Buddha's door forbidden art, and plunged into how to find the way to live forever.

What a group of Buddhist disciples didn't expect was that they really let this bitter wisdom study some doorways.

As long as you can absorb the essence of other people's lives and transform into your own, you can theoretically achieve immortality.

When he discovered this method, Kuzhi could be said to be very excited, but he also understood that if he wanted to do this kind of thing, he had to come secretly, and once he was discovered in Buddhism, he was afraid that he would have to live several times in the eighteen layers of hell.

At the beginning, Kuzhi set his sights on those new disciples who had entered Buddhism, and even if there were one or two fewer disciples occasionally, they would not be suspected, but they could not bear the suffering of Buddhism and went down the mountain on their own.

But gradually, Kuzhi found that the more advanced the cultivation of a person, the purer the essence of life, and the better the effect, which made Kuzhi's heart extremely painful.

But after all, desire triumphed over reason, and Kuzhi also began to attack people who cultivated highly in Buddhism, and the first person he picked was one of Morota's favorite disciples.

Not surprisingly, as Kuzhi became more and more unrestrained, his behavior was finally exposed, and ushered in the pursuit of Buddhism, and after capturing Kuzhi, Buddhism imprisoned him in the Demon Suppression Tower, defining him as a demon.

This time, the bitter wisdom was released, and it was precisely because Morodo taught the evil man that the bitter wisdom was reactivated.

Lin Fan let out a long sigh, it turned out that there was such a past between this Morodo and Kuzhi, no wonder Morodo immediately showed a bitter and hateful expression after seeing Kuzhi.

At this time, the battlefield between Morodo and Kuzhi was also divided into winners and losers, Morodo had been injured a lot because of his agitation just now, and he naturally had no chance of winning against Kuzhi, and the painting scroll was also held by Kuzhi.

"Old man Moro, it seems that you have been injured a lot."

"If you don't show some housekeeping skills, I'm afraid that your Qingxin Temple will be slaughtered by me today!"

After speaking, Kuzhi unfolded the painting scroll, and the appearance of the Great World-honored Buddha was completely displayed in front of Kuzhi.

It's just that what this bitter wisdom doesn't know is that the portrait of this Great World-Honored Buddha was left by him personally!

In an instant, the Buddha's breath swept towards Kuzhi, and suddenly the Kuzhi was given in place, and beads of sweat continued to emerge from Kuzhi's forehead.

Now Kuzhi, I only feel like I am a duckweed in the rough sea, and there is a danger of being turned into a degree at any time.

Seeing this scene, Morodo's eyes flashed, and he didn't care about the severity of his injuries, and once again flew towards Kuzhi.

But at this moment, from behind Kuzhi, a Buddha shadow appeared, and with a flick of his hand, he struck Morodo back.

Then, the Buddha's hand slowly closed the scroll, and Kuzhi seemed to be pulled back from the brink of death, and his mouth continued to gasp.

"Rebel, you've come to this point!"