Dog beating also needs to look at the owner!

In the atrium, no one dared to say that they would do anything to the Buddha's Gate, and today in a small outer land, there was a person who dared to kill their Buddhist monks.

If they just killed it, but they still nailed it to the city gate with the blood spear of the evil cultivator, this is no longer a slap in the face of the Buddha, but a provocation to the majesty of their Buddha.

The rest of the Zen masters also walked down, and when they saw the corpse of the warrior monk, the expressions on their faces were extremely ugly, angry, hateful, and at the same time with a sense of surprise.

In such a small place in the outer region, but someone dares to do something to their Buddhist monks, this is completely ignoring the Buddhist sect, and it is completely provoking them to break the precepts.

Although these Zen masters can't break the precepts, they will produce demons in their hearts and affect their future cultivation, but now that others have slapped them directly in the face, how can they not be angry?

The aura on each of his bodies was agitated, and he didn't care about Wang Wenhao, an ordinary person, at all, and the powerful aura directly shook Wang Wenhao back a few meters, and it seemed that a big mountain was pressed on his shoulders, making him almost kneel.

But his heart has always remembered what Lin Changfeng said, in this world, he can't kneel to anyone, just because of his master, just because of his master's identity.

He has always remembered this sentence, so at this moment, even if his shoulders continue to sink and his legs continue to bend, his head has never been lowered, which is the recognition of his master and his identity.

"Who!"

This roar burst out directly from Ji Zheng's mouth, and the sound was like a pillar of light rushing straight into the sky, shaking back the surrounding clouds, revealing the blue sky.

This sentence echoed in the sky above the real Kyoto City, when the old madman came to attack, he had never been so angry, that was because the strength of the old madman was indeed very extraordinary, and he really injured Shen Luochen.

After thinking of all this, he suddenly thought of a person, when he was in Xiaoqiu City, it seemed that there was a person who was not affected by his precepts, and for so many days, the other party should have known that he was coming to Kyoto City.

The person he could think of was Fu Yuesheng, if it was said that he was in the same quilt, the only person who could defeat the warrior monk was Fu Yuesheng, but he slightly sensed the breath on the warrior monk's body.

The residual aura was not Fu Yuesheng, he felt two breaths, one was indestructible, and even the sword intent that could slightly hurt his state of mind, and the evil aura that was full of battle intent.

The two teamed up?

Turning his head and glancing at the several Zen masters behind him, the expression on Ji Zheng's face was extremely indifferent, and he said coldly, "You go up and take down the blood spear left by the evil cultivator."

Several Zen masters walked towards the corpse of the warrior monk together, but just as they approached, Wang Wenhao, who had finally relaxed, spoke:

"Although I can't see it, I am familiar with the breath on it, and it should be left by my uncle......

Hearing this, Ji Zheng looked back at Wang Wenhao coldly, and sneered: "Very good, this seat will let you watch your uncle kneel in front of our Buddhism and be a dog of Buddhism."

This time Wang Wenhao did not answer Ji Zheng's words, he could see that Ji Zheng really did not have the noble character of a Buddhist monk, compared to the Zen master, he felt that Ji Zheng was more inclined to demon Zen.

When these two words appeared, he didn't know why he thought of this, it seemed a little inexplicable.

Several Zen masters walked to the side of the warrior monks on the city wall, and several of them pulled out the blood-colored spear together, looking at the thick spear as thick as blood on it, several people also felt the strange aura.

But the moment they looked at the tip of the spear, they were speechless with strange faces, and there was a faint immortal aura on the tip of the spear.

These two completely conflicting auras appeared on a spear, causing several Buddhist Zen masters to freeze directly in place, and they really couldn't understand what was going on.

Several people looked at Ji Zheng's body, and Ji Zheng at this time also sensed the breath above, and stared at his eyebrows without saying a word.

He was also muttering at this time, could it be that this matter was still related to Xianmen?

If the Yin Yue Dynasty is still related to Xianmen, then

Maybe everything is about to change, and before he and Shen Luochen made a move, he asked each other if he was from the Immortal Sect.

Even if Shen Luochen vetoed it, he still felt that he should leave a glimmer of life, otherwise if he killed a senior disciple of the Immortal Sect, his fate would be miserable, and even the Buddha Sect would not be able to protect him.

But it was impossible to pass Shen Luochen so easily, so he just made the other party lose his combat effectiveness, at least what he wanted to do in the Yin Yue Dynasty in the past few days, the other party could not appear again.

"This kid's uncle should also be an immortal cultivator, if that's the case......" He glanced at Wang Wenhao, actually wanting to ask his inner doubts.

He wanted to know if Lin Changfeng was a dual cultivator of immortals and demons, and it was not difficult to see from the breath on this spear that Wang Wenhao's identity as a senior uncle was definitely not simple.

Letting go of his intention to purify the evil cultivators on it, he frowned and prepared to put the blood-colored spear into the Buddha realm.

But what surprised him was...... The Buddha realm is extremely resistant to this spear, just like the breath on the spear, which makes the Buddha realm repel.

"The Buddha realm is a world that this seat has personally refined, and it only exists in the state of mind, which is also the world in the palm of the hand, why do you reject the spear?" He really didn't quite understand what was going on, and after glancing at a few Zen masters, he sighed, "The Buddha realm can't contain the breath of this evil cultivator, so take it......

Then looking at the corpse of the warrior monk, Ji Zheng proclaimed the Buddha's name, without the slightest pain on his face, and calmly included the other party's corpse in the Buddha realm.

This time there was no backlash, just so lightly included it, after doing all this, Ji Zheng glanced at the city gate, raised his head with his chest, and walked towards Kyoto City calmly.

The Zen master behind him still imprisoned Wang Wenhao with Buddhist precepts, and walking between the Zen masters, Wang Wenhao's face was indifferent.

It was not possible to hear people's conversations around, and the people they were talking to seemed to be the Ten Princes and the Prince, as well as a person Wang Wenhao was very familiar with.

Lin Changfeng!

He could already guess what his uncle had done, and the death of the warrior monk outside the city gate must have been done by Lin Changfeng, there was no doubt about it.

"I know what you're thinking, isn't I proud of what one of your uncles did?" Ji Zheng walked in the front, folded his hands in front of his chest, and sneered: "This time, this seat will open an altar in Kyoto City to teach the Fa, and this seat will make your uncle lose face in front of tens of millions of people in Kyoto City, and become a complete Buddha slave."