He is also a bodhisattva promoted in the post-Western Heaven era.

Naturally, we have conflicts of interest with each other.

As the leader of the new bodhisattvas, Wenji has always been unaccustomed to the group of people in the southern Ganbu continent.

Considering that he is fighting alone, he hides Qing Yin and others, and no one is his opponent!

However, they have a very strong relationship with the people in the Buddha Kingdom, and they are warmed by the newspaper group, so that they not only set up a dojo in Nanganbu Continent, but also forcibly stuffed a big hanging mountain into the barren Nantianzhou!

So the competition for incense believers.

Naturally, there is mutual hostility between the two sides.

So Wen Ji didn't feel surprised by the guarded eyes of these three people, but sneered in his heart, he made them so nervous by himself.

What a bunch of rubbish!

"Ladies and gentlemen, I heard that the murderer who destroyed the Great Hanging Mountain has fled to this realm."

"Could it be that the murderer is already in the golden bowl?"

Wenji asked tentatively, his eyes pointing to the golden bowl beside him.

It was too far away just now.

He only vaguely felt the aura of battle here, so he left Venerable Sumeru behind and rushed to the front alone.

It turned out to be a step slower.

The battle is over, and there is only one golden bowl left here except for these three people.

The outcome of the battle naturally speaks for itself.

"So, you're here to mock me and wait?"

Luo Yin's eyes were gloomy.

The other party mentioned the Great Hanging Mountain to their faces, giving them a sense of provocation.

"Not really."

Wen Ji seemed to smile: "I just think that you are making too much of a fuss." ”

"To deal with a celestial immortal, it takes three bodhisattvas to join forces, and even the immeasurable golden bowl of the Bodhisattva without a trace is used."

"It seems that you still need to practice more."

said that there was no ridicule, but in fact, the tone was full of ridicule.

This caused the three of them to heav, and they felt insulted.

Wen Ji didn't care about this at all, although he couldn't fight three with one.

But he has no big grudges against them.

People in Buddhism, a few words and jokes, can they still do it to themselves without telling the rules?

"Ladies and gentlemen, I don't know who the murderer in the golden bowl is?"

Wen Ji asked knowingly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, not yet aware of the strangeness of the atmosphere.

Zang Qing said angrily: "Who is the murderer, you Wenji Bodhisattva, haven't you counted it in your heart?" Why ask knowingly! ”

"Uh......"

Hearing this, Wen Ji smiled and nodded.

"That's right, they're all smart people, and it's really not interesting to ask knowingly."

"In that case, then the poor monk will get straight to the point."

"Can you sell your face and deliver this person to me?"

Back then, the layout allowed his disciples to go to the lower realm, and he originally hoped to make the dojo produce another Bodhisattva.

Pity.

The world soars, and the eyes see the success.

But it was a big deal by the Taoist priest in the world.

Venerable Sumeru hated it.

Why not?

After all, that kind of opportunity only existed in one realm, and the reason why he was laying out in that realm at that time was because he knew in advance that the dungeon would come there!

When the underworld comes, the rules are broken, and the difficulty of the world's ascension will be reduced by ten million times.

Arguably.

That kind of opportunity is a rare opportunity.

Once you miss it, it's hard to have a second time.

He took a lot of painstaking efforts to lay out in advance, but it was ruined.

The anger in my heart can be imagined!

Now, the murderer is in the golden bowl, of course he hopes to bring the other party back and torture him for thousands of years to vent his anger!

But how did those three know these things?

They only think that the other party is to save their own disciples.

This made the anger in the hearts of the three of them even stronger!

"Too much deception!"

The three of them exchanged their eyes, killing intent appeared in their eyes, but their faces remained calm, and said:

"Since Wenji Bodhisattva has opened his mouth."

"That's fine."

"Take this man with you."

Wen Ji was stunned and looked at the three of them, a little surprised.

Obviously, I didn't expect that these three guys today would be so easy to talk to?

"Are you really so afraid of me?"

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little proud in his heart, and he smiled with a clasped palm on his face:

"In this case, thank you to the three Pussa."

The three of them didn't smile, and the Bodhisattva said:

"However, the battle just now, the poor monk was injured, so this golden bowl had to be opened by Wenji Bodhisattva himself."

"I have heard that Wenji Bodhisattva has cultivated profoundly, and if you think about it, it shouldn't be difficult, right?"

There was a hint of provocation at the corner of his mouth.

Wen Ji's eyes narrowed slightly, knowing that they would not be so easy to speak, and now it seems that he wants to see himself in front of the public!

"But ......"

Wen Ji glanced at the immortals who were watching everywhere below, and then at the golden bowl, sneering proudly in his heart.

"If you want to say that the poor monk is inside, you can't open it, what's so difficult outside?"

He walked indifferently to the golden bowl, and between the palms of his hand, countless palm prints spread out like silk threads.

The terrifying Buddha light instantly burst into brilliant colors.

The golden bowl hummed.

Then tremors.

Even violently shaking.

Finally, a crack finally appeared.

As soon as the gap came out, a figure shot out like a streamer in an instant.

It's just that Wenji was stunned: "Sumeru? ”

He was wondering to himself.

Suddenly, a terrifying aura erupted behind him.

Boom!

A glazed cloud pestle smashed into the back of his head.

Although he had reacted very quickly, he was blocked by the Golden Wheel of Merit in the blink of an eye.

But it still suffered a fierce blow!

The Golden Wheel of Merit collapsed.

His whole body fell like a meteor.

"Guys!!"

He was furious and incredulous.

However, it is not yet to be questioned.

The sea of fire directly swallowed him.

He was dizzy and distracted, and he reluctantly cast the magic seal, trying to escape.

However, when the Tibetan Qing Bodhisattva was gaining momentum for a long time, thousands of icicles fell from the sky.

Bang.

directly knocked Wenji's body out of the spider web-like crack.

"Bastard, bastard!!"

"How dare you make a move against fellow Bodhisattvas?"

Wenji was stunned.

Completely confused.

At the same time, the horror in my heart was extreme.

At this time, no matter how much he couldn't believe it, he understood that they were really going to kill themselves!

Seeing the sea of fire envelop you.

Wenji is crazy with hatred in his heart.

He knew that these three guys were despicable and shameless, otherwise he would not have forcibly supported the Heavenly Hanging Venerable, set up a dojo in Nantianzhou, and competed with himself for incense!

But no matter how much the internal dispute is, there should be a bottom line!

Just like himself, no matter how angry he has been over the years, he has not done anything too difficult about the Great Hanging Mountain.

As a result, these three brutes!

Actually want to kill yourself?

"If you act like this, aren't you afraid that this matter will be transmitted back to the Buddha Kingdom and the Buddhas will be angry?"

Wenji yelled, furious.

Unexpectedly, the three of them shouted louder.

"Bastard, when you destroyed the Great Hanging Mountain, did you ever think about having a bottom line?"

As soon as these words came out, Wen Ji was stunned for a moment, instantly realized something, and hurriedly explained:

"The Great Hanging Mountain was not destroyed by me, but by a Taoist priest who just flew up a month ago!"

"You misunderstood!!"

(End of chapter)