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This middle-aged man was wearing a Jiuyang scarf, his cuffs were slightly rolled up, and his rough palms were stained with a lot of blood.

The blood was not his own.

He walked in the middle of the road with a blank face, and along the way, pedestrians moved out of the way.

"What's going on?"

Someone muttered and asked, but before anyone could answer, the man suddenly made a move, slammed a palm in the air, and smashed the face of a shop selling Buddhist prayer goods on the side of the street.

The sudden change made the owner of the shop blank in his mind and stood in place as if he had been struck by lightning.

That Buddha statue, although it was not made of pure gold, but at least it cost a great price, it was originally going to be sold to the Daqian Qingquan Sect, and the other party also paid a deposit, but I didn't expect it to be destroyed by a man passing by!

"How much do I have to lose......

The shopkeeper's eyes were dark, and he sat on the ground and wept bitterly, but before his tears could fall to the ground and shatter, a bag of gold and silver suddenly fell from the sky.

The man looked ahead and said, "This is your compensation, don't make Buddha statues in the future." ”

When the shopkeeper heard this, he was stunned for a moment, stopped crying and opened the money bag, and then saw a bunch of golden ingots.

He took out one of them, took a bite, and immediately confirmed that it was real gold, so he quickly knelt on the ground excitedly, and bowed: "Thank you Immortal Master, thank you Immortal Master!" ”

The man did not reply, but continued to walk forward with a blank face, and soon he passed by a Buddhist hall.

"Boom!"

After a palm, the Buddha hall collapsed.

The middle-aged man threw the shopkeeper a bag of gold, glanced at its neckline, and said in disgust:

"Tear off the Buddha beads around your neck, and don't chant Buddha again in the future, that thing is useless."

When the shopkeeper heard this, he didn't dare to disobey, so he quickly tore off the Buddha beads, and then held the bag of gold, and also knelt on the ground tremblingly.

When everyone saw this, they were a little puzzled.

The middle-aged man in front of him, who is obviously of extraordinary strength, has some grudge against the Buddha, why does he smash the door of Buddhism everywhere?

"Zou Jing, you are so bold!"

Suddenly, at the other end of the street, above the intersection where the man came, a group of monks in Buddhist robes floated down.

Each of them looked solemn, the robe was bright, and the monk at the head was holding a Zen staff in his hand, obviously a Buddhist with a high status.

"Zou Jing, you smashed the golden statues of the sect, one hundred and thirty-two, destroyed three treasure halls, sprinkled dog blood on the mountain road, and scared away countless pilgrims, it can be said that it is a heinous crime, but instead of repentance, you dare to do evil here."

"Hurry up and follow me back to the sect!"

The old monk at the head looked at the middle-aged man, and scolded loudly with a disgusted expression, the sound was rolling, and countless people were shocked along the way, and his face was pale and fainted on the ground.

Someone stared and shouted in shock:

"This Tiger Roaring True Person of the Great Thousand Clear Springs Sect!"

"How could he be here!"

The middle-aged man stopped and looked at the innocent people around him, who were stunned and even died directly, the corners of his mouth showed a hint of mockery, and he said with a smile:

"Kill people casually, this is what you call merit?"

The group of monks dispersed and surrounded the men, and the old monk stood in the middle, clasped his palms together and said:

"Amitabha, I'm not killing people, I'm saving people."

"You are so stubborn, if the great evil person is left in the world, Ding Dang will have endless troubles, and the old man will kill one person today and save hundreds of people and thousands of people, of course, the merit is immeasurable."

When the middle-aged man heard this, he laughed again, and pushed out a terrifying cyclone with both hands, and the golden glow of the Dao Gate swept out, instantly shaking the surrounding monks back dozens of meters, spitting blood from his mouth. The old monk also took three steps back, barely holding his body with a Zen staff, and stared at the man in shock:

"You've broken through!"

The man sneered disdainfully:

"If it weren't for the years of cultivating Buddhism and delaying so much time, I would have been a domain master a long time ago, how could I be mixed with a scum of your level."

"You also listen to my advice, break that golden body as soon as possible, and cultivate honestly, maybe you can break through the realm and live for a few more decades."

The old monk pointed at the man and shouted:

"You traitor, don't speak wildly."

"My Daqian Qingquan Sect is a place of double cultivation of Taoism and Buddhism, there are countless real people and monks in the door, and even the Heavenly Master Mountain has to be respected, what kind of thing are you, you dare to slander at will!?"

When Zou Jing heard this, he smiled disdainfully:

"What kind of Taoist real person, Buddhist monk, is just a group of people who cheat in the rivers and lakes all day long and satisfy their selfish desires."

When the monk heard this, he saw that there were more and more onlookers, thinking about the incense money he had been affected, and he was immediately angry again, pointing at the man and asking:

Let's try it soon, everyone. 】

"Zou Jing, where are you dissatisfied!"

"I, Daqian Qingquan Sect, treat you as a guest and provide you with cultivation resources, the Buddhist scriptures have never been hidden, is this how you repay us!?"

When Zou Jing heard this, he suddenly became angry, and raised his hand to blast out a violent wind, shaking the old monk back away, spitting blood from his mouth.

The other monks also took the opportunity to speak, recite the scriptures, and condense into a killing array.

Zou Jing laughed loudly, took a step forward, and directly shattered the formation.

"Buddhist classics, I'll go to his horse!"

"Four years ago, Lao Tzu joined the Daqian Qingquan Sect, abandoned the Tao to practice Buddhism, and chanted the scriptures day and night, just so that one day, my son who disappeared in Alfheim could come back safely, but in the end he died!"

When the monk heard this, he disdainfully said:

"It's ridiculous."

"But after four years of reciting the scriptures, do you really think that you have achieved immeasurable merit? Alfheim is a forbidden place! ”

"It's the domain lord and the king of people, it's not unusual to die there, what realm is your son, you want to save him from the forbidden land after reading a few verses, and if you can't save it, blame the Buddha for not being spiritual?"

The old monk said that the old monk was full of words, and the surrounding crowd also looked at the man with a stunned face, and some people couldn't hold back their laughter, obviously thinking that what the old monk said was reasonable.

The Buddha is not spiritual, there are different opinions, and it is impossible to say whether the merit exists or not.

But there is no doubt that no merit can bring back a young man who has been lost in Yalfheim and disappeared for four years.

The man went crazy because of this, and smashed the Buddha statue wantonly, and his brain was really not very good.

But then, a man's words changed everyone's attitude.

"Of course he walked out of Alfheim." Zou Jing said, his face returned to calm, and his tone was gloomy and terrifying, "Some time ago, there was a man with a cat knife who rescued him from the dwarf realm. ”

When Xu Mu heard this, his eyebrows raised slightly, but he didn't expect that this matter had something to do with him.

Zou Jing continued with a gloomy face:

"I didn't die, I thought that our father and son could reunite well and live a stable life, but I didn't expect that a mudslide broke out a few days ago and crushed him to death!"

"My child, although he is not a genius, but at least he is also a second-stage supernatural being, he was crushed to death by a mudslide caused by heavy rain, and he was unlucky to be like this, you tell me, where is the merit of my chanting scriptures for him, and what is the use of the Buddha!"

Zou Jing said, grabbing a monk's collar and roaring, as if he was going to eat the man.

The people who secretly laughed at him before, after listening to this story, couldn't help but be silent.

A person with extraordinary abilities was crushed to death by a mudslide caused by heavy rain, this luck is really bad to the extreme, if it is a normal person encountering this kind of thing, he can only blame God for having no eyes, or blame himself for being too unlucky.

But the problem is that Zou Jing was the lord, and he sincerely recited the scriptures for four years, and gave all those merits back to the dead child.

And the child is still dead.

Crushed to death by a mudslide, or unlucky.

Xu Mu couldn't help but shake his head and sighed softly.

According to this statement, the man's scriptures in the past four years have been read in vain, which not only affects his own practice, but also fails to save his son, so it is no wonder that he is so hostile to Buddhism.

The old monk was silent for a long time, and then said quietly:

"No matter what, you have already violated the rules of the sect, even if I can't catch you today, the real people of the Law Enforcement Hall will not let you go easily."

Zou Jing nodded slightly, looked up at the misty mountain in front of him, and said disdainfully:

"Law Enforcement Hall? Let them go up to the Heavenly Master Mountain to find me, as long as they dare. ”

When the old monk heard this, his complexion changed slightly:

"You want to take refuge in Heavenly Master Mountain?"

"Why did Tianshi Mountain accept you!"

Zou Jing says:

"Because I destroyed more than 100 Buddha statues in the Daqian Qingquan Sect, as well as three main halls, and burned countless scriptures."

"Because in the four years that I have been a guest of the Daqian Qingquan Sect, I have not done anything that hurts the heavens and the people, and I am willing to give charity, which is much better than those pseudo-saints in the back mountains who are full of benevolence and morality, and actually do all kinds of evil."

When the old monk heard this, he said with an ugly face:

"Zou Jing, you don't have to be honest, I'm a senior monk of the Daqian Qingquan Sect, which one is not a great benevolent person with immeasurable merits!"

The man laughed when he heard this, pointed to the crowd around him and said, "What the truth is, it is in their hearts." ”

When the old monk heard this, he turned his head and looked around, but when he saw that the people who were looking at him were all like seeing a flood beast, they all quickly looked away.

What's more, there were many discussions in private, and he couldn't hear what he was saying, but he knew by looking at his expression that the resentment or fear of the world's Daqian Qingquan Sect had reached a point.

"The merits of Buddhism, of course, are true." At this time, the wine fairy spoke softly, sighed beside Xu Mu and said, "That man is so unlucky, it is estimated that his merit was stolen and eaten." ”

"This thing should be eaten too?" Xu Mu was stunned and said, he had only heard of rats stealing the sesame oil of the offerings, how could such an illusory thing as merit be stolen?

The wine fairy smacked his lips and spoke:

"Daqian Qingquan Sect, the sect master's name is Jiuyao Zhenren, Dao Buddha Shuangxiu, the peak of the five stages, the strength is extremely strong, and he is a Daomen Zhenren who walked out of the Heavenly Master Mountain."

"It is rumored that under his hands, there are countless so-called real people and monks, but in fact, they are all interns of the greedy and lustful Buddha, who uses the Buddha to enter the free path, captive the ancient beast Nine Shadows Dream Tapir Beast, and suck the merits and dreams of believers."

"I originally thought that these were all rumors, because the Daqian Qingquan Sect was too close to Tianshi Mountain, and if the latter was really as unbearable as that, Tianshi Mountain would not care."

But now, with him making such a fuss, let's look at the reaction of the people around him...... Perhaps, those rumors are most likely true. ”

Listening to the wine fairy's words, Xu Mu also had to nod in agreement and said, "If that's the case, this Daqian Qingquan Sect really deserves to die." ”

"Perhaps, we can start from here to integrate the matter of Heavenly Master Mountain......"

Just as Xu Mu was trying to think about how to complete the task given to him by Chongming Zhenren, the man with blood on his body had already silently walked through the street not far from him.

Then, the man suddenly stopped and turned his head to look at Xu Mu.

Xu Mu was stunned and turned his head to look.

The two look at each other.

"Is there anything going on with the seniors?"

When the man heard this, he pointed to the wine gourd on Xu Mu's waist, and said in a hoarse voice:

"I'm a little thirsty."

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