The outsiders were dumbfounded when they heard this, and an upright young man couldn't help frowning and said:

"Didn't you just say, hundreds and thousands of thunders?"

"How did it become again, tens of thousands of hundreds of thousands of thunders?"

The locals were stunned, blushing and saying roughly: "I saw it with my own eyes, believe it or not!" ”

“……”

Inside the Taoist temple, Lin Heng listened to the exaggerated remarks outside, and finally understood what it meant to be a dead sheep at the head of the village and a dead mother at the end of the village.

This guy, the rumors that the sky has been punched out of the hole have come out.

In this regard, Lin Heng can only say, don't believe rumors, don't spread rumors!

……

……

The other side.

Today's Zen Ling Temple has been deserted to the extreme.

From 10 o'clock at dawn to nearly 9 o'clock, the number of pilgrims who come to offer incense does not exceed the number of hands.

Such a huge gap has shrouded the top and bottom of the Zenling Temple with a gloomy and depressed atmosphere.

Until a young monk hurried into the Buddha hall.

"Abbot, Elder Kongwen and the Zen Master of the Great Light Temple have arrived at the foot of the mountain!"

The Dharma Spirit who closed his eyes and chanted the sutra stagnated for a moment with the rosary in his hand, and quickly got up and said:

"Immediately notify all the monks in the temple, welcome at the mountain gate!"

"Yes!"

Soon.

Under the guidance of empty news, Zen Master Wa'e ascended to the Zen Ling Temple.

From a distance, I saw nearly 100 monks at the mountain gate, respectful and bowing their heads to greet them.

The moment Fa Ling saw the Zen Master of Do'er, he immediately smiled with joy and said from afar:

"Welcome to Uncle Du'er!"

Under his leadership, all the monks gathered in unison.

"Welcome to the Zen Master!"

This row of noodles can be said to have reached the top grid.

The corners of Du E's mouth hooked a trace of satisfaction, but the expression on his face was still arrogant, and after looking at the cold Zen Ling Temple with his eyes, he said to Fa Ling with disdain:

"Temples all over the country are full of incense."

"How did you manage this huge temple to the point where it was too much to do?"

Hearing Du Er's reproach, Fa Ling showed a look of shame, nodded and confessed:

"If a disciple is incompetent, he is a disciple who is incompetent."

Du Er's eyes were indifferent: "Okay, go to the Buddha Hall, and then explain the situation in detail with this seat." ”

"Yes!"

Fa Ling immediately led the way, and did not forget to be grateful:

"This trip has been a thousand miles away from Uncle Er, and the disciple's Zen Spirit Temple can be described as full of brilliance, and the disciple is also grateful!"

"Alright." Du Er was not interested in this kind of hypocrisy and politeness, and said coldly: "If it weren't for the reputation of my Buddhism, this seat would not have come to your small temple!" ”

Speaking of this, Du Er paused for a moment, and suddenly asked, "That Taoist priest really has a magic weapon of more than six grades in his hand?" ”

Hearing this, Fa Ling sneered in his heart.

This uncle, as always, is unprofitable and can't afford to be early.

He showed a serious expression and said in a firm tone:

"That's right, it's definitely more than six grades, and there is a high probability that it is seven grades!"

After the two sat down on the futon, the Dharma Spirit was ready to let the monks retreat, but Du Er shook his head and let them stay in the Buddha hall.

Fa Ling's eyes narrowed slightly, and he glanced at the monk waiting for him without a trace.

The air suspension and others naturally understand.

As expected, Watari asked about the situation.

"Did you fight that Taoist?"

Fa Ling did not hide this.

"Uncle Hui, no, the disciple knows that he is not his opponent, so he doesn't dare to take the initiative to fight."

"Oh?" Empty Hang said expressionlessly: "Then in your opinion, how capable is that Taoist priest?" ”

He is arrogant and arrogant, but after all, he is an old bald donkey who is more than 100 years old, and his mind about the city is not shallow, and he will not easily make him dizzy.

This time, even if he wanted to grab the magic weapon, he had to get a general understanding of the other party's situation.

Brainless and reckless, not a Buddhist style!

"This ......" Fa Ling hesitated for a moment and said, "Uncle Hui, in fact, the poor monk doesn't know his specific strength. ”

"The reason why the poor monk thinks he is invincible is mainly because that person has solved many demons in the Innate Realm."

"And just yesterday, he killed three zombies."

"It is rumored that those three zombies are all in the Innate Dacheng realm, and one of them may have set foot in the Xuantong realm."

"To be honest, that Taoist priest can solve these three terrifying beings by himself, and the disciple thinks he can't do it......"

Fa Ling's tone was serious.

Du's one-eyed narrowed slightly, and his gaze turned to the people in the Buddha Hall, and finally landed on the body of emptiness.

"Have you ever seen that Taoist priest? What do you think of his strength? ”

"This ......"

He insisted on getting rid of the emptiness of the Taoist priest, hesitated for a moment and then said:

"To be honest, the disciple has always suggested that the abbot master can take action to kill that guy."

"It's a pity that several senior brothers said that I was reckless, and Shizun didn't have much confidence in himself, so he delayed until now......"

"However, the disciple still thinks that the master is not weaker than others in his life!"

His expression was straight, and his tone was a little resentful.

But the monks present secretly gave a thumbs up.

Fa Ling couldn't help but smile secretly in his heart, this emptiness that is the most unstrategic on weekdays is still thick and fine today!

These words also dispelled most of the doubts.

However, Fa Ling still pretended to be worried, and asked the little monk to present three videos.

One copy is Lin Hengzhen's killing of the evil spirit city god.

One copy is Lin Heng's solution to the rat demon in Nanling Cave.

The last one was interviewed by Lin Heng.

"Uncle Shi, this son is not simple......"

Fa Ling reminded with a pretended worry.

Du Er watched the three videos one by one, and he was a little surprised in the process, but what surprised him was not the strength of the Taoist priest in the video.

It's his means!

"It's a golden spell!"

Before coming, Kongwen had already made it clear that the Taoist priest had Maoshan palm thunder, and it was suspected that he had a golden light spell.

At first, he didn't think so.

In his opinion, if there is a Taoist priest with thunder in his palm, it must be a person from Maoshan Mountain, and it is impossible to have the secret of the Heavenly Master's Mansion of Longhu Mountain.

But now it seems that he was wrong.

"This person is not simple behind it."

He said after a long silence.

Fa Ling showed a helpless look: "The disciple is also worried about this, so he doesn't dare to act rashly. ”

"But now, Uncle Shi, you have also seen that his remarks in an interview have caused a great impact on the Internet."

"If you don't deal with it, I'm afraid it will really be bad for the reputation of my Buddhism......"

Speaking of this, he suddenly got up and said:

"Ask Uncle Du to make a move, and strengthen my reputation as a Buddha!"

All the monks in the Buddhist hall followed and got up: "Ask the Zen master to make a move, and strengthen the reputation of my Buddhism!" ”

The voice was sonorous and the tone was pleading.

This scene made people involuntarily blood gush and moved.

In this regard, Du Er also stood up and said with a proud expression:

"Whether he is from Maoshan or Longhu Mountain!"

"The retreat of the Daomen and the prosperity of the Buddhism are already a foregone conclusion."

"No one can try to reverse it!"

"This Taoist priest has a way to die!"

"Lead the way, and look at this seat, how to step on Taoism into the dirt and dust today!"

The people in the Buddhist hall were all pleasantly surprised.

In the next moment, the four elders of the Fa Ling and the Kongzi Generation, with the Zen Master of Doom, descended directly to the Qingfeng Temple.

(End of chapter)