(Thank you Dao Ye for my tip!) By the way, brother, you read this book, and it's better for me to change my name to Buddha. ）

After patiently waiting for two days, the Bodhi Buddha fruit was fully ripe.

After Tang Yuan picked the Bodhi fruit, he was a little entangled, because he didn't know who to give this Bodhi fruit.

Guangyuan and the three of them will not consider it for the time being, because they are all monks. And they all said that the Buddha fruit should be given priority to those who know martial arts, so as to increase the hope of victory in Leiyin Temple.

Hui Xiu and Tang Yuan have just advanced to the innate realm, and their foundations have only been consolidated. At this time, eating Bodhi fruit, to be honest, does not improve much strength.

And Nie Feng had already said that the golden light man in his dream asked him not to improve his cultivation for the time being, and to practice the Ao Han Six Styles first. To be honest, Tang Yuan didn't know whether Nie Feng could represent Leiyin Temple in the martial arts competition, after all, Nie Feng belonged to Tang Yuan's lay disciples, and he was different from ordinary monks.

The only people who can take the Bodhi Buddha fruit are Sihai and Wuzhen, Tang Yuan is also entangled in who to give the fruit to, if Wuzhen takes the fruit, then his strength will definitely increase greatly, maybe he will advance to the late congenital stage, if he is lucky enough to advance to the late congenital stage, then Leiyin Temple will definitely become the king of the northwest region.

And if it is given to Sihai, then Sihai may advance to the innate realm, so that there are four innate Buddha cultivators in Leiyin Temple. But even if he eats the Buddha Fruit, the chances of advancing to the four seas are not great, because his internal strength has not yet cultivated to the peak state of the tenth layer of the day after tomorrow.

"Uncle Shi, why don't you give it to Senior Brother Wuzhen. "Sikaidao, "I haven't reached the peak of the tenth layer of internal strength yet, even if I take the Buddha fruit, the effect is not great, let's let Senior Brother Wuzhen eat it to improve his strength." ”

"Good. "Now that Sihai has been humble, for the sake of the overall situation, it is indeed the most suitable for Wuzhen to take.

"Thank you, Master, and Brother Sihai. "Wu Zhen is not a person of nonsense, Lei Yin Temple, his martial arts are the highest and the pressure is also the greatest. Being able to improve his strength is also a good thing for Gojin.

Wu Zhen took the Bodhi Buddha fruit from Tang Yuan's hand, looked down at the lifelike little Buddha in his hand, and Wu Zhen's heart turned upside down. The first time he ate the Bodhi Buddha fruit, he dreamed of a golden hall of arhats, and to his astonishment, he dreamed that he himself had become one of the arhats.

He stood like a sculpture among the arhats, and at his feet lay a majestic tiger with an unusually strong horse, and Gojin vaguely heard someone calling him 'Fu Hu'.

It's a pity that he woke up before he could hear it clearly, and Wu Zhen didn't say anything about this to anyone, including Tang Yuan, he was afraid that Tang Yuan wouldn't believe it.

Wu Zhen took his mind back, then stroked the Bodhi Buddha fruit in his palm, and slowly brought the fruit to his mouth and opened his mouth to bite it. Hopefully, I can still see that Arhat Hall this time!

Tang Yuan waited for another day after waiting for Wu Zhen to take the Bodhi Fruit, it was a pity that Wu Zhen did not advance to the late innate stage, but the true qi on his body was thicker than before. Even Tang Yuan would be a little tightened when he came into contact with Wu Zhen, and he didn't know what happened to Wu Zhen.

After hiring a few carriages and bringing enough clothes and silver, Tang Yuan and his party began to head towards Xiangshan.

A few maroon horses led the carriage slowly down the country road, beside which was the golden wheat that was about to ripen, and a few gray-haired hares ran cautiously past the carriage.

Tang Yuan sat on the side of the car, looking at the white clouds floating in the clear blue sky, and his heart was full of thoughts.

He already knew that the Great Jin Kingdom was divided into Kyushu, and Cangwu County, where Leiyin Temple was located, belonged to Liangzhou, and Liangzhou had a total of ten counties, and Cangwu County was just an ordinary city and county that could no longer be ordinary.

This also means that Leiyin Temple has fallen into the forces of inaccessibility.

Because on the way to Xiangshan, Tang Yuan had already met several groups of people who also went to participate in the Northwest Martial Arts Association, and when they heard that Tang Yuan and his party were from Cangwu County, most of them shook their heads, saying that they had never heard of any big forces in Cangwu County, let alone Buddhists.

There are a group of small forces who have heard of Cangwu County, but they only know about the Nine Dragons. I haven't even heard of this Buddhist temple in Leiyin Temple.

These forces have only risen in recent years, and the longest has not been more than ten years, and the Leiyin Temple has been destroyed for ten years.

Tang Yuan shook his fist, everyone didn't know that Lei Yin Temple was better. At this martial arts meeting, the Leiyin Temple must be a blockbuster, even if it can't be restored to the glory of the past, it must impress others, let them know the existence of the Leiyin Temple!

While he was thinking, the carriage suddenly and slowly stopped, and there was a noise in front of him.

"What's going on?" Tang Yuan looked ahead and said to the driver of the car, "Don't stop the carriage and continue to walk forward, see what's going on?"

Wu Zhen obeyed, the whip in his hand whipped the red horse, and the carriage continued to move forward.

Walking in, Tang Yuan finally saw what was happening, it turned out to be a group of big men with swords and a few young monks arguing.

"Amitabha, donors, these meals are from a few of our senior brothers who have traveled more than ten miles to turn into fate, how can you just grab them for nothing?" said one of the oldest monks.

"It's ridiculous! This is the dry food that the brothers brought with themselves!" said a man with a scar in the middle of the big man.

"Nonsense! These meals are the ones we have brought from our fate, so how can they be the dry food you brought. Look, the bowl you're serving now is still from our Pure Land Temple!" said a slightly younger monk in a loud voice.

"Is there one?" The man with the scar slammed the porcelain bowl containing the rice in his hand to the ground, and the porcelain bowl shattered and the rice grains were scattered. The man with the scar looked around and pretended to be innocent and asked, "Is there a bowl? ”

"Yes, the boss is right!" said the big man next to him.

"You!" the other monks' faces turned red, and it was nothing if the bowl of rice was gone, but now it was a slap in the face.

"Alright!" the scarred man sneered, pointing to the other rice bowls with rice, "It's your honor for Lao Tzu to eat your fasting rice, and if you dare to be verbose, you will suffer some hardship!"

"You!" the monk at the head trembled with anger, and pointed his finger at the scarred man and said, "You deceive people too much!

"What about deceiving you today?!" The man with the scar looked at the monks with disdain, "The waste without eggs knows the temple master who called you." Come on, do you dare to fight grandpa?!"

As soon as these words came out, the monks present were silent. The man with the scar has reached the tenth layer of internal strength, and none of the monks present are his opponents, and the temple master is a congenital Buddhist cultivator, but how can this kind of scumbag matter allow his old man to come in person?

Tang Yuan was stunned as he watched from the sidelines. In his mind, the monks are all detached from the world, and other martial arts people don't say that they are respectful to the monks, but at least they will not do this kind of thing of robbing the monks of their fast.

But this kind of thing happened right in front of him, Tang Yuan rubbed his eyes, and said in his heart, could it be that the monks who were highly respected in his previous life were all fake? Or was this the way this world was, and monks should be bullied?

Gojin shook his head with a sigh on the side, and did not speak or stepped forward to stop it.

"Wu Zhen, what's going on?" Tang Yuan pointed to the silent monks and said, "How could it happen that other people were bullying the monks?

"Master, this is a special case and a normal situation. Gojin sighed.

"A special case is a special case, and a normal case is normal. Tang Yuan said dissatisfiedly, "How can there be a special case and a normal one." ”

"The exception is because those group of swordsmen are all tyrannical people, and they will naturally do things to bully monks if they don't have the heart of the Buddha. Ordinary martial arts people don't do that. "Enlightenment," is normal because monks encounter this kind of thing, and it is too normal. ”

Tang Yuan heard the clue, "What do the monks do under normal circumstances?"

"What else can I do?" Wu Zhen hated that iron could not be made of steel, "he can only be slaughtered like a lamb, and he will not dare to fight back at all! Master, do you remember when I asked you what a Buddha is?"

Without waiting for Tang Yuan to answer, Wuzhen continued, "I said at the beginning that the concept of the three sects of Buddhism is different from our Leiyin Temple, they will not fight back against the wicked, and only hope that the wicked can come back with a good heart. ”

"But when the wicked people know that the monk is cowardly and dare not fight back, how can they turn back after eating the sweetness!

"Master, what do you say? Wuzhen looked at Tang Yuan.

"What should I do?" Tang Yuan raised his right hand, pinched his two fingers into a sword and said, "Of course I have to teach them some lessons!"

"Whew!"

A ball of flame erupted from Tang Yuan's fingers, smashing into the middle of the cross-sword men like a small bomb.

'Boom', Tang Yuan, who was already in the realm of innate Buddhist cultivation, sent out a pure yang finger that was not known how many times more powerful, and the flame burst violently in the big man, and the flame stuck to the long hair and clothes of the big man, and suddenly burned even more violently.

Although the flames only lasted for a short time before they were extinguished, they also achieved Tang Yuan's goal.

After the group of big men passed through the barbecue of the flames, their faces were covered with charcoal, their clothes were tattered, their hair was burned out, some were almost burned bald, and there was a thick smell of burnt paste in the air.

"Who!!" the scarred man roared around, "Who the hell is it that dares to yin our Heavenly Sword Gate and stand up for grandpa!"

Then, he saw Tang Yuan, who had an indifferent face, slowly walking down from the carriage.

"Whose grandfather are you?"

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