Jinguang Temple incense is in full bloom.

At this time, although it was only early in the morning, there were already many pilgrims who came to worship the Buddha, and after hearing Zhou Heng's words, these people stopped and looked at them.

However, no one stepped forward to stop them, but they all showed interested expressions.

They want to see the excitement.

Monk Shanyuan is a famous master in Yujiang Fucheng, Buddhism is profound, martial arts are strong, and now there is a young man to come to challenge, it is really rare.

How can you not watch such a bustle?

"Oh?"

When the monk Tongzhen heard this, he looked around and saw the expressions on the faces of many pilgrims.

A sneer appeared on his face, his eyes turned to Zhou Heng, and he was about to speak, but he suddenly felt a huge mental pressure surging like a tsunami.

This allowed him to open his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound anyway.

"It seems that the master agreed. Zhou Heng smiled faintly, gently brushed aside the monk Tongzhen, and said to Cheng Jiangjian: "Let's go, let's go in." ”

"Hmm. Cheng Jiangjian bowed his head lightly and led the jujube red horse to follow.

The two of them easily entered the mountain gate of Jinguang Temple, and many pilgrims followed closely behind, with impatient expressions on their faces, and entered Jinguang Temple together.

And the monk Tongzhen could only stand in place and watch, unable to take any action at all.

No, not impossible.

But don't dare!

In fact, Zhou Heng did not block the actions of Monk Tongzhen, but only mentally suppressed him with the powerful power of the divine soul.

As long as Monk Tongzhen has the courage to break through this spiritual suppression, then he can move freely.

However, under such suppression, the monk Tongzhen will have a feeling - as long as he acts rashly, he will be wiped out of some consciousness on the spot, and his soul will be annihilated!

He didn't dare.

Don't say it's a word to stop it, even if it's just a finger, he doesn't dare!

It wasn't until Zhou Heng, Cheng Jiangjian, and Zao Hongma walked into the mountain gate that Monk Tongzhen felt that this mental pressure dissipated, and he was finally able to breathe.

He fell to his knees at once, gasping for breath like a bellows, whirring, and at the same time sweating down his body and soaking his robes.

"This, this is the divine soul power of the secret six products??" Monk Tongzhen's heart set off a turbulent wave, "How is it possible, how can it be, so strong?"

Just now, he only felt like he had turned into a small boat, and the surging divine soul power on the opposite side was like a roaring wave, and he could be overturned and shattered at any time.

"It's terrible, it's terrifying!" Monk Tongzhen was terrified in his heart, and a thought suddenly came to him, "Master respects him, will he really be this person's opponent?"

......

Monks of Good Fortune will sit in meditation in the apse of Jinguang Temple on weekdays, and usually no one will disturb them.

After Zhou Heng entered the Jinguang Temple, he directly locked the position of the monk of Shanyuan with his divine sense, and walked over with Cheng Jiangjian and Zao Hongma.

Behind the two of them, there was also a large group of pilgrims.

Such a spectacular lineup also attracted many pilgrims who were already in the Jinguang Temple.

Many people came to inquire.

When they learned that someone was coming to challenge the good karma monk, most of them showed anticipation and excitement.

There were even people who took the initiative to show Zhou Heng the way.

However, Jinguang Temple is essentially a martial arts hall after all, and there are many apprentices and teachers in it, and there are many martial artists of the seventh and eighth grades.

Zhou Heng made such a big move, so naturally he couldn't hide it from these people.

"Stop!"

"Who?!"

A mighty group of warrior monks rushed over, there were hundreds of people, and the more than ten people in the lead were all seven-rank martial artists, who were taught in the martial arts hall of Jinguang Temple, and behind them were about a hundred apprentices, all of whom were nine-rank martial artists.

Even if these apprentices were already all of the Jinguang Temple Martial Arts Hall, it would be shocking to have more than a hundred apprentices who had stepped on the Nine Grades at the same time.

In Daqi, even the core martial arts halls under the top martial arts sects were rarely able to achieve such results.

"Stop, who are you and what are you here for?!" One of the seven-rank martial arts cultivators rushed out of the crowd, came to Zhou Heng, pointed at him and asked: "This is the pure place of Buddhism, what are you going to ......?"

Before he could finish speaking, the teacher's voice stopped abruptly, and he found that he could open his mouth, but he couldn't make any sound at all.

This suddenly made him frightened, and he looked at Zhou Heng in disbelief.

"Since this is a pure place for Buddhism, you think it's not good for me to do this. Zhou Heng still had a gentle smile on his face, and said, "Then change this place to a Taoist temple, how about it?"

"You?!" The apprentices of the Jinguang Temple Martial Arts Hall were suddenly furious, pointed at Zhou Heng, and roared angrily: "Where did the wild Taoist priest come from, aren't you afraid that the Buddha will be angry and send you to the Infernal Hell?"

"I'm sorry, I'm not in the hands of the Buddha!" Zhou Heng snorted coldly and continued to move forward.

After only a few steps, he saw a Buddha statue on the side of the road, he raised his hand and pointed at it, and his true qi surged, turning into a cyan sword light, which instantly enveloped the stone statue.

Under the carving of the sword light, in a blink of an eye, this stone statue changed its appearance, from the original appearance of the Buddha of Compassion to the Taoist Tianzun who pinched the Dharma seal and was high and clear.

The surrounding pilgrims were all extremely excited to see this scene, and some even trembled with excitement, as if they had seen something rare in their lives.

"Madman, this is a madman!" A group of martial arts apprentices said angrily: "You dare to blaspheme the Buddha, after you die, you will enter the Infernal Hell, and you will not be able to live forever!"

"Hmph!" Cheng Jiangjian suddenly snorted coldly, his extremely fierce gaze swept over the bodies of the apprentices of the Golden Light Temple, "You are really bold!"

There was a strong spiritual will in her voice, and there was also a true qi power bonus, and listening to the sound in people's ears immediately made these Jinguang Temple Martial Arts Apprentices tremble, frightened, and closed their mouths and did not dare to speak again.

"Two donors, come to visit early in the morning, the poor monk is far away!

At this time, the voice of the monk of good fortune came, he had already walked out of the meditation room, his hands were folded, he came with his eyebrows compassionate and calm, and said with a smile: "I don't know what the two donors are here for?"

"When I heard about the master's Buddhist spirit and strong martial arts, I was curious and came to ask for advice. Zhou Heng arched his hand slightly.

"Me too. Cheng Jiangjian also nodded.

"Amitabha, this is the Pure Land of Buddhism, and it is not suitable for fighting. The monk shook his head with his hands folded and said, "Although you young people have a violent temperament, you always talk about martial virtues, and don't disturb the Buddha here." ”

"Not necessarily. Zhou Heng shook his head directly, and said: "The master only needs to call himself a poor Taoist, change the monk's robe to a Taoist robe, change the temple to a palace, and change the Buddha's golden body to be a statue of Tianzun, this is naturally not a pure place for Buddhism." ”

"......" Monk Shanyuan was slightly silent when he heard this, and then snorted coldly: "Young man, do it, you can do it yourself!"