Just when those people were shouting, a whistle suddenly sounded in the middle of the mountain, and a pair of people and horses suddenly appeared on the waist of Wanfo Mountain.

It was a group of people dressed in green, about twenty or thirty people, and it was strange that among the people in green, there was a big red sedan chair.

Tang Yuan could see it clearly, there were four big men with big shoulders and round waists, carrying the sedan chair, and they were coming to Leiyin Temple step by step.

"The Buddha is here! The Maitreya Buddha is here!" The people in Leiyin Temple cheered when they saw the red sedan chair and shouted in place.

"It's just a cult, what's going on!" Wuzhen couldn't stand it, and roared angrily at those crazy Maitreya people.

Although Wu Zhen has not practiced Tianlong Zen singing, after all, he is an intermediate and high-level Buddhist cultivator who has opened up the sea of suffering, so it is like a tiger roaring under the roar, which makes the hearts of those Maitreya people tremble, as if they have experienced another Tianlong Zen singing.

"Monk Wuna, what are you making noise to the disciples of this Buddha?" An ethereal male voice that seemed to come from the Nine Heavens came from afar, breaking the power of Wuzhen's voice.

The ethereal voice was like a breeze blowing, and those who were about to smash the Leiyin Temple that had been overturned by Tang Yuan's Tianlong Zen Singing Town all woke up. And the slightly weaker monk of Leiyin Temple, after hearing the ethereal man's voice, his eyes were slightly confused, full of intoxication.

"Hmph!" Tang Yuan frowned slightly and snorted slightly.

The ethereal voice came from the big red palanquin halfway up the mountain, and looking at the obsessed appearance of those Maitreya disciples, the person in the red palanquin must be their Maitreya Buddha. Tang Yuan didn't expect that the voice of Maitreya Buddha was confusing, and even the monks of Leiyin Temple would be in the middle of the way after hearing it.

But fortunately, Tang Yuan's practice of Tianlong Zen Chanting was just right to restrain these confusing sonic martial arts. Tianlong Zen sang to the sun, and the voice of Maitreya Buddha in front of Tianlong Zen was like snow meeting flames, quickly melting and disappearing.

And the monks of Leiyin Temple also quickly came to their senses. Then he looked at the big red sedan chair with a hint of anger in his eyes.

The monks of the dignified Leiyin Temple were actually affected by a sentence, which was too embarrassing and embarrassing for the temple master. Looking at the appearance of the warrior monks who were not affected in the slightest, the faces of the monks turned even redder.

"Crooked and heretical!" The monks of Leiyin Temple looked at the red sedan chair getting closer and closer, gritted their teeth and said in disgust.

"Huh. Tianlong Zen singing, worthy of the Leiyin Temple's town temple mastery. After the red sedan chair was carried to the Leiyin Temple, a young monk with a smile on his lips walked down from the sedan chair.

The monk had the appearance of twenty-five or sixteen, and he was fat, especially a fat face that was very obvious and very easy to remember, because he always had a smile on his fat face. What is surprising is that whenever you see his smiling and fat face, it is as if you have been swept by the spring breeze and sunburned, and your whole body is beautiful.

The fat monk wears a yellow monk's robe. There was a black Buddha bead hanging around his neck, and a big red fox was lying on his shoulder. The fox's glass-like eyes were turning and staring at Tang Yuan in a very humane way.

"Are you a friend of Sanzang Buddhism?" the fat monk looked Tang Yuan up and down, and said with a sigh in his mouth, "It is worthy of being the Sanzang who single-handedly lifted up the Leiyin Temple, it is really good, this appearance is almost catching up with the Buddha and me." ”

The corners of Tang Yuan's mouth twitched, but he didn't expect it. The Buddha of Maitreya is still a poor-mouthed goods.

"Fat man, you are the Buddha of the Maitreya Sect, and you want to come to rob the poor monk's Leiyin Temple?" Tang Yuan looked at the fat monk and said lightly.

"Fat man...."The fat monk was stunned for a moment. Then he pointed to his nose and said, "Sanzang, are you talking about a poor monk?"

"Bold!" The Maitreya cultist beside the fat monk was suddenly unhappy, and as if he was juggling, he pulled out a yellow stick from his body and glared at Tang Yuan angrily. It seems that as long as the fat monk gives an order, they will rush up and put Tang Yuan in a big temple.

"What are you doing!!" the eighteen stick monks roared in unison, and then they also drew their golden sticks and faced the other side.

"Put it down. Put it down, why are you so rude?" the fat monk still had a smile on the corner of his mouth, stretched out his hand to stop the Maitreya disciples under him, and said with a smile, "Why are you so irritable? It would be bad if you scared the Sanzang Master on the other side." ”

"You say yes, Sanzang. The fat monk turned to Tang Yuan and said. "Let you people in Leiyin Temple rein their arrogance, the weather is so cold and snowflakes, it's not a good thing to get hot, in case you get sick because of excitement, it's bad. ”

"What's more, there are other people who are eyeing us, so they take advantage of the conflict between our two families. Do you say, Master Sanzang?"

Tang Yuan's eyelids jumped, the fat man has something to say, what does he mean is that someone is staring at Leiyin Temple now?

"Thank you for your concern. Tang Yuan said indifferently, and then stretched out his hand and motioned to the eighteen stick monks to put away their weapons.

"I don't know what your name is, fat man, what do you call you?" Tang Yuan said as he looked at the fat monk.

"What a fat monk, a poor monk has a Dharma name. The fat monk didn't seem to take Tang Yuan's call him a fat monk to heart, and still said with a smile on his face, "The poor monk is called Maitreya Buddha, and you can call the poor monk Maitreya in Sanzang." ”

"Maitreya?" Tang Yuan chuckled, "You really dare to take it." ”

"Oh, what's the matter, Master Sanzang, have you also heard of Maitreya?" the fat monk Maitreya seemed to hear the ridicule in Tang Yuan's tone, and raised his head and asked.

"Nope. "Since Tang Yuan knew that Buddhism only admired Rulai, he would definitely not recognize Maitreya Buddha, at least, in this situation.

"Maitreya Evil Monk, what do you want to do when you come to our Leiyin Temple? Do you want to rob our Leiyin Temple?" Wuzhen didn't have that much patience, and after Tang Yuan and Maitreya greeted each other, he asked angrily.

"No, no, no, how could the poor monk snatch away the Leiyin Temple?" Maitreya said with a smile, and before Wuzhen could speak, he changed his words and said, "The poor monk just took back what belongs to him." ”

"Take back your things? You mean, the Leiyin Temple belongs to you?" Tang Yuan didn't raise his eyelids, and asked lightly.

"What the poor monk looks at, naturally belongs to the poor monk. Maitreya laughed, as if to say something that had nothing to do with him.

Tang Yuan suddenly laughed.

The Second Sword Emperor fell in love with the Bodhi Tree that could collect wish power, so he snatched it away. Due to his strength, Tang Yuan had no choice but to watch the Bodhi Tree turn into a one-meter tree and be taken away by the Second Sword Emperor.

However, what is this fat monk like a fat pig in front of him? He said that he fell in love with Leiyin Temple, and said that it was his?!!

Leiyin Temple is not a lamb to be slaughtered!

...... (To be continued......)