The little monk took the order and left.

Qingjing immediately personally led someone to greet Zhang Bufan.

"Hehe, why does Master Zhang have time to come to my Wutai Mountain?"

Zhang Bufan just asked.

"Where's the breeze?"

Qingjing told him.

"Qingfeng retreat and Senior Brother Huizhi discuss Buddhism, and I haven't left the customs yet."

"If Master Zhang has something important, he can live in the wing room first."

Zhang Bufan snorted.

"It's fine."

"Please!" Qingjing didn't dare to slack off.

Zhang Bufan raised his legs and walked inside, and someone was immediately responsible for leading the way.

Everyone is gone, and a little monk under Qingjing's hand who has just started for a long time asked.

"Senior Brother Qingjing, I think he is just a mortal, no different from others."

"Why do you need to be so polite to him?"

Qing Jing snorted coldly.

"Humph! What do you know? ”

"Zhang Bufan, the second son of Zhang Tianshi, the first person in Taoism!"

"When he was only seventeen years old, he entered the purple and went down the mountain to challenge the various sects, and the first one to come was my Wutai Mountain."

"Break the Vajra Arhat Formation with one hand, and defeat the Dharma Academy, the Precept Hall and the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in a row!"

The little monk was suddenly frightened.

"Seventeen-year-old has that kind of strength, isn't it even more terrifying now?"

Qingjing Road.

"If it weren't for the fact that he made a mistake in his cultivation of the Five Elements Ten years ago and became insane, I'm afraid he would have crossed the tribulation and ascended by now."

"Practicing the Five Elements? How do you know about this kind of thing? The little monk asked curiously.

Qing Jing glanced at him before saying.

"The genius among such a genius suddenly withered, how could there be no movement on the rivers and lakes?"

"In short, this person is not an ordinary person, and you will suspend all activities tonight."

"If he sees through us, it's a big problem."

The last two sentences, Qingjing said in a low voice, for fear that Zhang Bufan would hear it.

After checking in, the little monk patiently asked what he needed.

got Zhang Bufan's permission before going down to rest.

Zhang Bufan couldn't sleep.

I just think it's strange how you think about it.

Qingfeng wrote to him, ostensibly just reminiscing, saying that it would be very difficult to see each other in the future.

But when it comes to Wang Lao's hunger, Wutai Mountain is involved.

Now that he has come to visit, Shi Jiao is polite on his face, but he has brought him to such a far side room.

Could it be that there is really some secret to the teachings?

The more Zhang Bufan thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, so he simply got up and turned off the light, but instead of sleeping, he sneaked out of the room.

He's not a guy who can sit still.

If you suspect that there is something wrong with the teachings, of course, you should immediately look for the problem.

In a blink of an eye, Zhang Bufan turned around the side room first.

The temple was really closed, the little monk didn't lie, and he was the only guest in the huge wing.

But when I approached a building on the other side of the main hall, the door was locked, but the light was always on on the second floor.

This is a special room for guests, there is no offering, and the lights are not extinguished.

Zhang Bufan didn't break the lock, but looked at the window, jumped up, and jumped directly on, without even using his qi.

The room was empty, except for an offering table in the middle, but it was not a Buddha or a Bodhisattva.

Instead, it was a black statue, and Zhang Bufan approached to take a closer look.

This statue is very evil, with a green face and fangs, and a python wrapped around its neck!

"The land of Buddhism will also worship this evil god?"

Zhang Bufan muttered to himself!!

This statue is so uncomfortable to look at.

"Look at me smashing you!"

Zhang Bufan wanted to do it as he spoke.

What is this stuff for?

But before his hand was raised, he suddenly heard two little monks talking.

"Oops, the lights here forgot to go out, Senior Brother Qingjing said, you can't make Zhang Bufan suspicious!"

"You hurry up, I'll wait for you below."

There was no hiding place here, except for the four corners of the ceiling that could hold on for a while.

Zhang Bufan jumped up and propped his hands on both sides.

A monk quickly ran in and offered incense first.

But the color of the incense he pulled out was very wrong, dark red! It's like...... Bloodbathed!

Zhang Bufan was not in a hurry, and after he put on the incense, he turned off the light before suddenly jumping down.

Cover the monk's mouth.

"Don't make a sound, what do I ask, what do you say, I won't embarrass you!"

The little monk nodded in agreement.

"Why do you worship such a thing?"

Zhang Bufan asked directly.

The monk did not answer.

"Say!" Zhang Bufan said sharply. "Don't force me to ......"

Before I could say the word, the monk suddenly launched a sneak attack.

But who is Zhang Bufan?

How could such a little trick hurt him?

At the same time as letting go, he gave him a kick, and the monk did not slap it, staggered a few steps, and suddenly turned around and kicked it.

But in Zhang Bufan's eyes, his movements were too slow.

And playing feints in front of him is too tender.

Zhang Bufan raised his legs, seemingly with his legs, but he missed by one point when he attacked.

The monk's leg was also deliberately kicked into the air, and he turned around and slapped it.

It happened to be right with Zhang Bufan's legs.

Click!

A crisp sound of bones breaking rang out.

The monk grinned and covered his right wrist.

"Donkey Kong? You little guy can too, but it's too tender! ”

"You're still honest with my ......"

Before he finished speaking, the monk saw that he was not a person and wanted to slip away.

"You're still running!"

Zhang Bufan took a few steps and grabbed his arm.

The monk suddenly turned around with an extra dagger in his hand.

Zhang Bufan grabbed his wrist and snatched the dagger from his left hand.

But this monk didn't even want to surrender yet, his left and right hands were about to be wasted, and he wanted to move his legs.

And it was aimed at Zhang Bufan's lower body.

Good guy, forget about the yin, can Buddhism kill?

This little monk's move is fatal.

Zhang Bufan couldn't bear it anymore, kicked him in the ankle, and after stopping the attack, he slapped the little monk's neck with a backhand knife.

The original intention was to knock him out and take him away.

But after the little monk fell to the ground, he immediately turned into a black snake.

Zhang Bufan was shocked!

"Quit resentment! You turn off the lights, why are you so slow? ”

The other monk who had just spoken couldn't wait and came up.

When the door was opened, the snake fled, and he immediately understood.

Directly light the knife.

stabbed at Zhang Bufan's chest fiercely.

When Zhang Bufan dodged sideways, out of instinctive reaction, he slapped his right hand on the opponent's chest.

But he's got a knife!

With a snort, he went directly into the position of the monk's heart.

The monk didn't scream, and he fell to the ground and turned into a snake.

In the land of Buddhism, how can there be such a demon?

Wait a minute!

Zhang Bufan suddenly remembered that when Wang Lao was hungry and they were assassinated, didn't those monks also become snakes?

Could it be that this was really done by the Buddha?

The matter has come to this point, Zhang Bufan immediately went to find Qingjing, he must have an explanation, otherwise he will demolish the temple!