"Senior brother, do you remember when we were children digging out birds' nests together and peeking at the happiness of Widow Liu taking a bath at the foot of the mountain? Yun Lang looked at the monk of the King Kong Gate, and in the face of the other party who came over arrogantly, he did not dodge, but said bitterly.

The great monk of the Vajra Gate instantly turned red all over his body, and shouted: "Shut up!

For a moment, the tearing sound in the air was even more obvious.

The monk of the King Kong Gate smashed out with a punch, and the people around him who were watching the excitement dodged to the side one after another, for fear of being injured by mistake.

This kind of physical powerful attack, which is already comparable to supernatural powers, is enough to make anyone jealous.

These muscles of the Vajra Gate may not be the most powerful, but they must be difficult to entangle, and no one wants to face them for no reason.

The clouds float at the feet, as if the output is too much, and it becomes a soft-footed shrimp.

Swinging his body back and forth with a deep foot and a shallow foot, he flexibly dodged every punch attack of the Vajra Gate monk, and he was at ease.

"Is this paper painting? There really is such a stunt in the world, and I want to worship him as a teacher. Crazy Man Yu's eyes lit up.

Director Xu also nodded again and again: "Yes! Yes, I also want to worship him as a teacher." ”

It's just that the meaning of the two is the same, and the purpose is completely different.

"Cloud body wind body! You have fallen so far as to forget even the most basic rules of my Vajra Gate. King Kong is angry, he dies and does not retreat, the mainstay, there is no return, sixteen words, how many do you remember?" the monk of King Kong Gate asked angrily.

Yun Lang sighed and said, "Senior brother, do you really want me to make a move? You know, as soon as I make a move, there will be a big hole in your Vajra Method. Everybody's going to be embarrassed, so why bother?"

There were really 'ill-intentioned' off-site spectators, hiding in the crowd and shouting in a strange voice: "There is a hole in his body, just poke it in." ”

In an instant, Yun Lang's expression changed, black as the bottom of a pot.

The warm smile that had been on his face had also dissipated without a trace.

"Who is talking nonsense, get out of here for the poor monk!" After saying that, he slipped his feet, and actually avoided the monk of the Vajra Gate, and rushed towards the crowd, trying to find out the person who was secretly saying strange things.

Today you must prostrate yourself to wash away the shame of my Vajra Gate. The monks of the Vajra Gate rushed in after him, like a wild boar, rampage, knocking down many people.

For a while, people in the crowd turned on their backs and became a mess.

"Hum... ！”

A bell rang.

Say 'Amitabha'.

A sound wave containing warmth and tranquility, but domineering and majestic in the bones, spread across the entire Dragon Mountain.

The noisy and noisy scene was instantly quiet.

In an instant, white petals fell from the sky, and from a distance, I saw sixteen monks wearing white monks' robes, carrying a sedan chair, stepping on the clouds from a distance, running over.

In the sedan chair, the tulle is flying, and a monk who can't see the age can be seen faintly, wearing a golden robe, holding the Eight Treasures Ruyi Battle, shining brightly, like a Buddha from the west sky, descending to the mundane.

The reason why I can't see the specific age is because although the monk's face is young, his eyebrows are snow-white, and there is a vigor and a touch of death, which is always rotating in a cycle on him.

"It's a bit old-fashioned, but it's really eye-catching. So, sometimes the old ones still work. Director Xu said from a professional point of view.

"Who is this?" said Xu Dao and asked.

"The abbot of the Pure Land Sect Hongfa Temple, Huicheng, is a giant of Buddhism in the mortal world, and the real Buddha is not out, and he is also a big man. Chu He explained in a low voice.

At this time, it was not only the three of Chu He who asked each other, a little far away from the abbot of Huicheng, many people were discussing in a low voice, some were talking about the deeds of the abbot of Huicheng, talking about how he subdued demons and eliminated demons, how to discuss the law with the human emperor, how to go out of the north, persuade the leaders of foreign races, give up stepping on the Central Plains and so on.

Of course, there are also people who express disdain, deny these rumored deeds, and cite all kinds of evidence that Abbot Huicheng could never have done these things, and everything is just a rumor.

Before the discussion of this abbot of Huicheng was over, there was the sound of conch blowing and Buddha drum thundering in the distance.

A cloud of colorful clouds flew in, and there was a flying manifestation in the clouds, jumping and dancing on the huge Buddha drum, hitting the drum with its footsteps, making a thunderous sound.

Three hundred monks puffed out their cheeks and blew the conch, and the neat sound made the heavens and the earth solemn.

There is a high monk in a white robe, holding a tin staff, riding a white dragon horse without a trace of variegation, surrounded by monks, flying drums and opening the way.

Without waiting for Xu Dao to ask, Chu He explained very consciously: "This is the holy monk Fujia of the White Horse Temple, it is rumored that when he entered the temple to shave his ordination, the white horse that turned into a stone statue after coming with the Jiaye Sutra actually appeared and knelt in front of him. Now it seems... Probably true. ”

As if there was some agreement, immediately after, the eminent monks from all over the ten directions revealed their figures.

The vast majority of them, the way they appeared, can be described as pompous and imposing, with the intention of grabbing people first and occupying attention.

"Sure enough, if you are not noble in front of people, how can you be called virtuous. These monks are no different from celebrities! They are all about pomp and circumstance. I'm betting that if there is a first-level aura group, someone will definitely grab the finale later. Director Xu said with an expression that the old man had seen through everything.

The madman Yu was a little cynical and said: "It's not necessarily that they are vulgar, but that the world is vulgar." If you hide and don't reveal anything, the world will look down on you and think that you have done nothing and are nothing. If you are very high-profile, then whether it is true or not, there will always be people who will proclaim your name. ”

Chu Daodao: "Okay! You guys are one by one! I think you are just jealous. Other people have petals, others have soundtracks, you guys appear gray, don't you feel good!"

Director Xu was furious: "Forget it! I'm jealous? I'm a dignified international director, when did I walk the red carpet, wasn't it thunderous applause, and there was a little girl sending flowers?"

"Well, when you enter the cemetery, you will send more flowers, do you want me to give you a ride?" Chu He glanced at Director Xu with slanted eyes, and then stabbed him mercilessly.

"Okay! Don't talk nonsense, just watch carefully! These Buddhist bigwigs have appeared, that is to say, this Longshan Festival is about to be officially opened. This is a festival, but also a show, the bigwigs want to show, and the young monks who want to come out also want to show. It depends on who has a high level, a high level, and can be eye-catching. ”

"In terms of Director Xu's draft, you should also have some experience, what is there to take care of?" Chu He pulled back the topic, and then asked Director Xu.

Going deep into the Buddhist Gate, this is a good opportunity, and Chu He will naturally not miss it.