"Old monk, I think you've made a mistake. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Yang Chongguang said coldly to the old monk.

Please also ask the donor to make it clear, the poor monk does not understand what the donor means by this. ”

"Let's not mention this for the time being, I don't know where you came from, old monk. ”

"Amitabha, a poor monk from the Jingyin Zen Temple on Miaoluo Mountain, five hundred miles away in the southwest, has the Dharma name Huiding. The old monk bowed, and then asked, "I haven't asked for advice yet, so I don't know where the donor comes from?"

"This seat is the lord of Chongyang Palace, and the road number is heavy. ”

The old monk Huiding's eyelids drooped, his eyes flickered for a while, and after thinking for a few seconds, he shook his head and said, "Please forgive the poor monk for being lonely and unheard, and I have never heard of Chongyang Palace." ”

"Don't you know it today, and in the future, the three words of Chongyang Palace will surely be famous all over the world. Yang Chongguang's momentum changed suddenly, and a domineering spirit suddenly unfolded. Then he stared at the old monk of Huiding, stretched out his right index finger and shook it, and said, "Old monk, I said earlier that you were mistaken, and it is unreasonable for you to block it like this. ”

"Please also ask the donor for advice. The old monk of Huiding was as immobile as a mountain, and his expression did not change in the slightest under Yang Chongguang's compelling majesty.

"In the eyes of this work, there is no dust monk.,What I see in this seat is a demon who likes to dig up the hearts and livers of children;This seat is to subdue demons and eliminate demons for the way of heaven.,For the peace of one party;After killing the devil.,This seat gets the spoils of war.,Not the relics of the monks of your Jingyin Zen Temple.。 ”

The old monk Huiding didn't know how to refute for a while, so he had to remain silent, and at this moment, a roar came from the distance, "What a quibble." ”

The words echoed in the sky like thunder, and a golden light appeared in Yang Chongguang's eyes and flew quickly, followed by three golden lights flying from several other directions one after another. In just two breaths, four more old monks appeared in front of him.

The five old monks' qi machines were connected and integrated, blocking the direction around Yang Chongguang. Yang Chongguang turned his head leisurely to look at the four newly arrived old monks, and then his eyes fell on the old monk Huiding, the corners of his mouth showed a sneering smile, and said: "Old monk Huiding, don't you say that what this seat said is wrong, isn't it the truth." ”

The old monk Huiding was still silent, closed his eyes, and turned the rosary in his hand to recite the scriptures silently.

Yang Chongguang looked at an old monk in the direction of his left hand again, and said quite provocatively: "Old monk, you dare to say that this seat is talking nonsense. ”

Another old monk closed his eyes in silence, and Yang Chongguang looked at the other two old monks, both of whom were also silent.

"It seems that there is still a face. Yang Chongguang sneered again and again, and then looked at the last old monk, and the previous reprimand came from his mouth.

The old monk had a resolute face, the largest and burliest of the five old monks, and a hideous scar slashed diagonally down the corner of his forehead. He glared at Yang Chongguang and reprimanded: "Boy, what you said is not saying that the poor monk is shameless. ”

"That's right, I'm saying that you're shameless, a bald donkey, and the obvious facts have become quibbles in your mouth. ”

"Hmph. The old monk said coldly: "Boy, don't talk much, what about the relics of the dust." ”

As the old monk's voice fell, a powerful force erupted from him and pressed towards Yang Chongguang. However, this invisible power was three feet in front of Yang Chongguang, but he couldn't move an inch, and he stagnated.

"The relics are gone. Yang Chongguang said lightly.

When the words fell, the four monks of Huiding, who had closed their eyes, opened their eyes and looked at Yang Chongguang in unison, and the old monk who was arguing with Yang Chongguang suddenly burst out with dazzling golden light in his eyes, and the terrifying momentum burst up and pressed towards Yang Chongguang.

"Tell me quickly, why are the relics gone, have they been refined into magic weapons by you, or have they been traded. The old monk roared, and his voice was like thunder, directly to the soul of the gods.

Yang Chongguang looked at the old monk with a cold gaze, and the killing intent was like an invisible giant sword slashing out, and the old monk was shocked, and his momentum suddenly weakened a lot.

"Old monk, you had better speak politely, this seat is not a good-natured person. Yang Chongguang said calmly, but the anger in his words was like the crater was about to erupt at any time.

"Amitabha, good, good. The old monk Huiding spoke up at this time, "Chongguang Zhenren, Senior Brother Lao is an anxious person, please forgive me for offending many words." ”

Yang Chongguang sneered at the old monk: "The old monk still has such a fiery temper at such an age, it seems that the Buddhist scriptures of these years have been recited in vain." ”

"Boy, fart!" said the old monk angrily.

"Senior brother. The old monk of Huiding snorted lightly, making the old monk silent, and then asked Yang Chongguang: "Donor, please also tell the old man how the relics of the dust are gone." ”

"Eaten, eaten by me. Yang Chongguang said.

"What!" Hearing this, the five old monks were shocked, and then chanted a Buddha horn in unison.

The old monk of Huiding said in a deep voice: "Donor, don't laugh, you have a favor with the temple, return the relics, and the temple has its own treasures for you to choose." ”

"Old monk, this seat will not lie to you, the relics have indeed been swallowed by me, and after absorbing the power of the relics, the body and soul of this seat have been restored. Yang Chongguang looked at the old monk Huiding and said.

The old monk of Huiding sighed softly, and after reciting the Buddha's name, he said: "Donor, since this is the case, please go to the temple with Lao Qu and others to live for a while." ”

Yang Chongguang glanced at the five monks, and also sighed, "If I want to say no, it seems that you are going to force it." ”

"Amitabha. Hui Ding and the other three old monks chanted the Buddha's name, while the angry-eyed King Kong-like old monk squinted his eyes and sneered at Yang Chongguang: "Boy, the old man sees that you have good qualifications, why don't you cut off the troubles on the top of your head and take refuge in my Buddha." ”

"The monk's temple can't accommodate this seat. Yang Chongguang laughed twice, then sighed and said: "After all, you still have to rely on your fists to speak, since you are ready to do it, then do it!"

The voice was rolling, like thunder in the sky, and then Yang Chongguang's figure dissipated, but it was an afterimage. Then a brilliant light shone brightly, like a blazing sun, rising rapidly, illuminating the heavens and the earth, and a fist mark was blasted out from it.

The old monk who was arguing with Yang Chongguang put his palms together, and the light of the Buddha bloomed all over his body, and a golden body suddenly appeared, and he raised a palm and pushed it out.

The fist mark bombarded the golden palm, and the qi collided violently; the golden palm first quickly cracked the secret book, and then shattered, and the old monk was suddenly shaken all over, and the golden body was scattered with a punch.

What a terrible power!

The five old monks had the same thoughts, and they realized in an instant that it might not be easy to capture Yang Chongguang. Immediately, the five monks flew up together, the vast Buddha light shone in the sky, and the five monks separated and formed a formation to lock Yang Chongguang.

Yang Chongguang turned into a flame and rushed upward, and suddenly, a powerful coercion appeared above his head, and a big golden hand slapped down. Yang Chongguang was like a small insect in front of this big hand.