When I say slaughter and Buddhism, I'm not really bragging.

In terms of my own ability, this is completely impossible, but I don't believe that all the children of Shakyo can be as strong as the breeze.

After I lost my temper, the atmosphere in the room was a little different, and everyone's eyes were on the innocent breeze who had just sobered up.

Qingfeng frowned, put his hands together, and after silently reciting the Buddha's name, he slowly stepped forward, and after getting Brother Li's permission, his palm lightly rested on Wang Lao's wrist.

After a few seconds, Qingfeng's brow furrowed even tighter!

"This little benefactor was indeed injured by the internal force of the Buddhist Donkey Kong."

After the words were spoken, Brother Li put down Wang Lao's hunger, glanced at me, and got up to leave.

Why am I so excited?

It's really not that I deliberately targeted the Buddha, or I was cautious, and I wanted to take advantage of the situation to avenge the revenge of the year.

Although Wang Laoyu and I haven't experienced too many things, on Sword Mountain, we get along day and night, and we have long regarded each other as family.

I didn't have much since I was a child, and I got even less.

In the eyes of outsiders, Wang Lao Hunger may be a little party dish waiting for death, but he is incomparably precious to me.

"Let's go!"

Brother Li was excited, his body was trembling, he pushed away the crowd, and the two of us walked out side by side.

At this time, I happened to bump into Qingyun and Ya Gu, who had returned in a hurry, both of them looked haggard, obviously the previous entertainment had also tortured these two people enough.

"You ......"

Qingyun wanted to speak and stopped.

"We both do what we have to do, and you do what you have to do."

Throwing down the last sentence, I got into the car directly, and the car ran out with one foot on the accelerator.

After navigating, Brother Li and I galloped all the way, with only one thought in mind, to catch the person who seriously injured Wang Lao's hunger, and then twist his head off.

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After Brother Li and I left, inside the house.

Qingyun's face was gloomy and terrifying, he really wanted to go with me and Brother Li, but due to the problem of identity and the embarrassing situation now, he could only give up.

Yes, he is no longer the reckless boy he was back then, and now he is one of the 215 powerful bigwigs, so he can only be rational and must be rational.

"Amitabha, the little monk will also return to Wutai Mountain, if you find out the truth, it is really what my disciples are called, then the little monk will definitely give you an explanation and severely punish the disciples."

Monk Qingfeng was also quite embarrassed, feeling that it was not right to say anything.

"Our Ma family will also go with us."

Ma Dong took the words without hesitation, and then looked at Ma Luoxin and said: "Luoxin, the matter starts with you, then you will be responsible for it to the end, I am behind you, and the Ma family is behind me, understand?" ”

Ma Luo understood and nodded heavily.

"I'll arrange a special plane for you, you must arrive before those two tiger things, otherwise something big will definitely happen."

Qingyun sighed, turned around and walked into my room before, and kept making calls.

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Brother Li and I drove non-stop for fifteen hours, and finally arrived at the bottom of Wutai Mountain.

The base camp of Buddhism is located in the back mountain of Wutai Mountain.

This time, Brother Li and I have the same idea, if we can find it, it is the best, directly find the important person of the Buddha, if the Buddha pretends to be confused, then the two of us will definitely not have a hard time with them on the mountain.

This self-knowledge is still available to Brother Li and I.

And then what to do?

It's simple, set the fire, take advantage of the chaos to catch the disciples of the Buddha, catch one, abolish one, kill them all, and never die.

After parking the car, Brother Li and I quickly went up the mountain!

What I didn't expect was that Qingfeng and Ma Luoxin and many children of the Ma family had been waiting for a long time, and they should have arrived long ago to see their outfits.

"If you want to stop me, then let's compare here, I really want to see how powerful the Buddhist Donkey Kong is under the blessing of the Washing the Pulp Sutra."

I stared straight into the breeze and didn't retreat.

Seeing this, Ma Luoxin immediately opened his mouth to explain: "Nineteen, you misunderstood, Master Qingfeng didn't hide his selfish intentions, after you left, we have been together." ”

"That's nonsense, go up the mountain."

After I replied in an unkind tone, I crossed the crowd, took three steps into two, and walked towards the top of the mountain with great momentum.

Along the way, he met a lot of disciples guarding the mountain, but they were all beaten by Qingfeng, and judging from the tone of his voice, he really didn't seem to know anything inside.

Until the top of the mountain, at this moment, the first Qingjing of the Precept Hall had already arrived, and there were still many monks standing behind him.

"Amitabha, welcome to the return of the breeze."

Qingfeng politely replied and then whispered about the original situation, during this period, Qingjing would raise her eyebrows from time to time, pretending to be surprised, and I was disgusted to see it.

It's all a thousand-year-old fox, what are you pretending to talk about?

If it is said that Wang Lao was injured by one person, it may be a coincidence, but all three of them will be Buddhist Donkey Kong, could it be a coincidence?

"Okay, Senior Brother Qingfeng, don't say it anymore, you have violated the rules of the temple by going out of the mountain without permission, and the presiding abbot is already remembering the same love for not being held accountable."

Qingfeng spread his hands helplessly, and then raised his voice and replied: "If it wasn't for our Shijiao disciples, then we could let the other party investigate?" Besides, I've already told you, and I've personally checked the injury of the little donor who was injured, and it was indeed injured by our Buddhist Donkey Kong. ”

"Even if this matter is true, it should be handled by my Discipline Palace, and you have no right to interfere, right?"

Qingfeng frowned tightly and stood aside without saying a word.

"Amitabha, the poor monk has seen the donors, the reason for the matter, my junior brother has already told the poor monk, but we have been closed for more than a month, the benefactor who was attacked could never be my disciple of the Buddha, if you want to find the murderer, you better go elsewhere!"

"You said that if you close the temple, you will close the temple? You say it's not you, it's not you? According to your logic, the person who your M parent may not be your father? ”

Brother Li grew up in the market since he was a child, and obscenities like this are indeed profound, and ordinary shrews scolding the street may not be his opponents.

Qingjing didn't get angry immediately after being insulted, and her face was still calm.

"Amitabha, donors should go down the mountain!"

"If you want us to go down the mountain, you can hand over the people."

"I don't have anyone you are looking for in Wutai Mountain!"

I turned my head to look at Ma Luoxin, and asked in a loud voice: "Luoxin, what are the names of the people who attacked you and Wang Lao, you are telling Master Qingjing again." ”

"Quit bitterness, abstain from yang, and abstain from purity."

"These three people, but they are disciples of Wutai Mountain?"

Without waiting for Qing Jing to reply, Qingfeng on the side preemptively replied: "These three people are indeed our disciples of the Buddha's Sect. ”

As the words fell, Brother Li and I stepped forward at the same time, and with the movement of the two of us, Qingjing and the warrior monks on the side also moved, forming a huge encirclement for our group.

"Nineteen, it seems that if you don't fight, you won't be able to avenge Wang Lao's hunger!"

I gently supported the well in the moon, squinted my eyes, and the quiet old monk replied: "Then fight!" ”