"The disciple thought ......" In the middle of the main hall of Jinguang Temple, a monk was still speculating about the reason for Bibotan's big move.

At this time, a little monk ran into the main hall with a roll.

"Abbot...... Oh no......" The little monk gasped.

The next moment, the Buddha's light in the Jinguang Temple surged, all the way to the big Buddha next to it.

Just when the Buddha's light was connected with the Buddha's light, the spear with the flames had already torn through the protection of the Buddha's light and shattered the Buddha's head.

In an instant, the entire hall was silent.

"Lawless!"

"It's just lawless!" The old monk of the three rings came back to his senses, his blood and qi surged, his face was red, and even on the scar on the top of his head, there were bursts of hot gas.

As soon as he thought of this, the old monk of the three precepts felt that his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys were trembling.

The moment the Buddha's light was shattered, the old monk of the three precepts knew that he was destined to leave a strong mark in the annals of Jinguang Temple.

However, this stroke is not praise and praise, but endless humiliation and torture.

was knocked on the door, this is the first time since the opening of the Jinguang Temple.

It will be recorded in the classics of Jinguang Temple that when he was in charge of Jinguang Temple, Jinguang Temple was hit by a foreign enemy for the first time!

No matter how much merit he has achieved before and after, the big Buddha head that was blown away will be called his eternal stain.

"Who the hell is it?" The old monk of the three rings tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart, "Who is it that wants to embarrass my old monk?" ”

At this moment, in the eyes of the old monk of Sanjie, this is not just a matter of Jinguang Temple, but a matter related to his own reputation.

Just a few decades ago, Yuan Miaoshan was released by the poisonous star, and decades have passed, and Yuan Miaoshan is still a laughing stock in people's mouths.

Not long ago, he and Shenguang Jialan sneered at Yuan Miaoshan.

But where could the old monk of the Three Rings think that it had only been so long that he had encountered the same thing as Yuan Miaozong?

The mountain gate of his house was also knocked on.

"I want to see, where did the bastard come from, if he is caught by the old monk, I have to take out his Yuan Shen and put it in the Buddha lamp to refine for three thousand years!"

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"Chaotic Stone Mountain, Bibo Pond, Ten Thousand Saints Dragon Palace, Lin Jiu. Come and worship the mountain. The mighty voice echoed in the Golden Light Temple.

The old monk of the three rings hurriedly stepped out of the main hall with a group of monks of the original gods, and on the opposite side of the main hall, the door was opened one by one, and the scenery of the front of the Jinguang Temple was incorporated.

Not far from the main entrance of the Golden Light Temple, there stood a thin figure, and around the figure, flames turned into the shadow of a dragon and a snake, moving around the figure like a spiritual creature.

The incomparably powerful demonic aura rose to the sky, dyeing all the clouds in the sky into a red color, turning into terrifying beasts.

Stimulated by the demonic energy, the Buddha light in this Jinguang Temple is also surging, turning into a big Buddha with a blurred face.

In the mouth of the Buddha, the Zen sound is diffuse, and on its knees, there is a celestial maiden surrounding, and the heavenly maiden, while moving around the Buddha, makes a strange sound, which makes people red-faced.

Listening to that voice, Lin Jiu only felt that the blood veins around his body seemed to be burning for it, and the flame dragon snake around him also seemed to have become less peaceful.

When the phantom of the Buddha and the evil beast appeared in the air, the laborers inside the Jinguang Temple, as well as the residents of the nearby royal city, from the lord of the country to the slaves, all bowed down to the golden shadow of the Buddha.

"Amitabha." The old monk of the three precepts had a straight face, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he summoned a lotus Zen staff, and then he held the bowl in one hand and the Zen staff in the other hand and got up, giving birth to lotus step by step.

The golden lotus flowers carried him towards the sky.

When it stopped, his figure happened to fall in front of the phantom of the Buddha, and the Buddha pinched the seal with his hand, and one finger fell on the top of the head of the old monk of the three precepts.

So the light of the Buddha on the old monk of the three precepts is reflected with the phantom of the Buddha, and it looks as if the Buddha is teaching the Dharma to the old monk of the three precepts in the air.

"You evil obstacle, my Buddha took pity on you for not cultivating easily, so I didn't take you, but I didn't want you to repent, practice merit diligently, but instead came to the gate of Jinguang Temple to be rampant."

"Baishan? This is the language of the same ancestor and the same origin, how can you, a monkey and a strange demon who forgets his ancestors, be qualified to say these two words? ”

The old monk of the three precepts stood in front of the phantom of the Buddha, and scolded Lin Jiu with righteous and stern words, and his voice was like thunder, shocking the four fields.

"The Zen master is right, when did the rebellious demons in the mountains and wilderness dare to say such words as worshipping the mountain in front of my Buddha? Don't pee or pee, do you deserve it? "The golden Buddha light sprinkled between the earth, and under the Buddha light, those mortals who were originally frightened by the shadow of the evil beast condensed by the demonic qi in the middle of the air were also full of courage at this time, and pointed at Lin Jiu across the city wall and temple.

The words were like blades, slashing in all directions in Lin Jiu's primordial spirit.

Even if Lin Jiu didn't care about these mortals at all, he never thought of walking with these mortals, but he couldn't help but be upset because of the pointing and pointing of the mortals in this city.

"No wonder my uncle's collection of books mentions that words are like knives - I thought it was an exaggeration, but I didn't want to, but it really was." Lin Jiu silently thought about it, trying to smooth out the ripples in his heart caused by those mortals' fingers, but the more he wanted to achieve this goal, the more violent the ripples in his heart became, as if they were about to turn into monstrous waves.

And as soon as his heart moved, endless distracting thoughts rose up, and under the attraction of the Buddha's light, they turned into flames and burned his reason clean.

Obviously, the old monk stood in mid-air, seemingly pursuing the vanity of appearing in front of people, but in fact, he had already inadvertently launched an offensive against Lin Jiu.

"What a sinister old monk." Lin Jiu froze his mind, the sword qi in the mana swirled, and the psychic sword qi fell into his primordial spirit, but in such a brutal way, he cut off all the distracting thoughts in his mind.

As soon as the distracting thoughts dispersed, Lin Jiu's thoughts became clear in an instant.

"Unworthy? If you say it's not worthy, then it's not worthy, shemales are doomed. In the head of the Lin Jiu ninja, the original god suffered a sharp pain after his own sword, and was born with a sneer, "This seat, I never thought that I would move closer to your human race. ”

"As the old monk said, the word "worshiping the mountain" is indeed a bit nondescript when it comes out of my mouth."

"In that case, I'll put it another way."