Order. The crowd turned around and began to board the bus.

Murong Chasing Wind and I led the white wolf to our car.

"Holy shit, you have a good memory. King Kong Cannon pulled the car door and sat in the driver's seat, turning his head to look at Murong Chasing Feng and the white wolf in the back seat. The white wolf had been in the car a few times before, and each time it was on the left side of the back row, and it had already memorized that position, so as soon as Murong Chaifeng opened the car door, it jumped on it by itself.

"Wipe your mouth. I frowned and looked at the King Kong Cannon.

"Old Yu, you're welcome after you go, just lie down. King Kong Cannon raised his sleeve and wiped his mouth, this habitual action in exchange for a roll of Murong Chaifeng's eyes.

"You can't be rough. I frowned and shook my head, Lu Chunyang once explained that I can't fight with martial arts, I can only fight with literature, I have to make a plan in advance for what kind of fight is this cultural dispute, people have no long-term worries, and it is better to plan in advance than to make a hasty decision temporarily.

"If you don't do it, you can't get angry, last time I came to let people be monkeys, this time I can't give up no matter what. The King Kong Cannon started the car and turned out of the hotel gate.

"What the fourth said makes sense. Murong Chasing Feng nodded and agreed with King Kong Cannon's statement, she is mean and sharp, extremely resentful, last time we led the crowd to recruit people step by step to calculate, lost the Ming Hong knife, cracked the soul cover, lost three golden armor zombies, and offended a large group of people, this Minghui Zen Master sat on the Diaoyutai and used us as chess pieces, it is not an exaggeration to say that Ershang Jiuhua Mountain is a great shame for my Ziyang Temple, Murong Chaifeng naturally wants to get back face.

I nodded and didn't speak, I thought the same as them, although I can't be rude this time, but I won't sit and talk nonsense with Minghui from there, since I have three days of Jin Xian cultivation, I will make an appointment with him to fight three times, and win two games to win, and there is no bet.

The reason why I don't set a bet is because this time is purely a battle for reputation, he won glory for Buddhism, I came out for the Taoist, and the victory or defeat of the two determines the future status of Buddhism, which is actually the biggest bet. And no one can afford to lose such a big bet, because whoever loses is a sinner of the religion, and whoever loses will be completely disgraced.

"By the way, will that old thing run away again?" King Kong Cannon's thinking is relatively scattered, and he will quickly say what comes to mind.

"He's in the Netherworld. I snorted. The Great Dao Golden Immortal could clearly feel the existence of the Colorful Qi, which was different from the Qi Observation Technique, and was purely a telepathic induction.

"Have you figured out what to do with him?" King Kong Cannon drove the car onto the avenue, and the number of pedestrians on the street increased, and they were very curious about such a swaggering convoy and the spray-painted text on the body, and they all stretched out their hands to point and watch.

"I have my own ideas, you just need to keep your mouth shut, and don't let him know that I only have three days of Golden Immortal cultivation. "Although I said 'you' in my mouth, I was looking at the King Kong Cannon, because Murong Chasing the Wind would not have a problem.

"Don't that useless heart," King Kong Cannon waved his hand with a big grin, "Have you figured out what to do?"

"I'm going to fight with him three times, the first is to debate the Buddhist scriptures, the second is to test the level of the spell, and the last is a comprehensive competition. I pondered for a moment and said what I thought.

"Comprehensive contest, what do you mean?" asked King Kong Cannon puzzled.

"It's just that they have problems with each other, and see who can't solve it. I tried to explain briefly.

"You tell him to get my Minghong knife back. King Kong Cannon's eyes rolled, thinking of himself.

"What if he asks Xiao Jiu to find Xuanyuan Sword?" Murong Chaifeng shook his head and said, what she meant was that if I deliberately embarrassed Zen Master Minghui, Zen Master Minghui would also concoct the same method to embarrass me.

"Don't worry, I've already thought about these details, and there won't be a similar situation when the time comes. After I finished speaking, I closed my eyes and stopped talking, Jiuhua Mountain is imminent, I must sort out the scriptures and allusions in my mind, because the first is a debate, to put it bluntly, it is a war of words, to see who can say the other party down.

It didn't take long for the journey of dozens of miles to arrive, as expected, at the foot of the mountain gathered a large number of people who heard the wind and came to the good deeds, and I made a lot of fanfare along the way in order to attract the attention of these people, these good idlers will be the best witnesses and referees of our fight, and in the future, the results of this fight will be spread through the mouths of these people.

Thirty-six disciples opened the way left and right to block the crowd, I walked in front with the dust in my hand, the white wolf held his head high on the left, and the three personal disciples followed closely, and the Vajra cannon and Murong who pushed the day rain chased the wind and tail.

"It's such a big show, I don't know if I have real skills?"

"I don't think he's optimistic about him. ”

"Look at him dressed like a big singing show, gimmick, hype, want to be famous and want to go crazy, and make a lame man to push ......"

The last sentence made me stop, I can ignore the doubt, but I can't ignore the insult, Bai Baiyu is my big disciple of Ziyangguan, no accident is the next head of Ziyangguan, his physical disability has always been a piece of my heart, this person dares to speak disrespectfully in person, if I don't give punishment, this breath is really unbearable.

"I'm here today to find an opportunity to expose the true colors of you grandiose Taoist monks. The one who spoke was a middle-aged man in a suit, his appearance was not thoughtful, but his momentum was menacing, "What do you see, now it is a society under the rule of law, and I am in the ark...... Oops......"

I turned around and left the middle-aged man who had been turned into a whole body of clothes by me and walked again, this kind of person who claims to be a fake guard is the real grandstanding, not to mention the ark, even if Noah is here, I have to teach him a lesson.

The sound of laughter from behind him is endless, although the voice is noisy, no one dares to slander and slander, strength is always the premise of gaining respect, and everything else is nonsense.

When I came to the Netherworld Meditation Temple, I found that the Netherworld Zen Temple had been restored to its original appearance, and none of the wings of the main hall of the walled monk's house were displaced, and there was no difference. There is only one reasonable explanation for this situation, that is, these are all repaired and restored by Minghui Zen Master using Buddhist supernatural powers.

The door of the Netherworld Monastery was opened after I stood still, Minghui Zen Master and all the disciples Luo Guan came out, Minghui Zen Master has now conjured out of the body, and the previous body is completely indistinguishable, the red and yellow Dade robe is draped obliquely, the feet are on the cloud cloth monk shoes, holding the ebony Buddha beads, the three thousand troubles are not visible, the eight hundred water valley mustaches must be exhausted, the silkworm eyebrows cover the eyes and condense the mercy, the cow's mouth should be the nose and contain the might, a good picture of the solemn and compassionate face of the great virtuous monk.

"Amitabha. The monks stood in separate positions, and Zen Master Minghui took the lead in speaking. Although the sound of this Buddha horn was not high-pitched, it also overpowered the noise of those who watched the lively good deeds, and made everyone quiet instantly.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable. I stepped forward and returned the salute. Looking at this majestic monk in front of me, my mood is not calm, once upon a time, the other party broke my soul exorcism spell with only the heavenly soul that wandered outside, and now I can fight with him on an equal footing. Even if my current cultivation is given by Chunyangzi and cannot be possessed for a long time, it cannot annihilate my penance, the world is so big, there are so many Taoists, the reason why Lu Chunyang chose me is enough to show that I am different from other cultivators.

"Amitabha, a real person, is a miracle and enlightened through the sky, which is gratifying. "Minghui Zen Master folded his hands and chanted the Buddha's name, although he said congratulations but did not let me enter the temple, as for him to call me a real person because he is not a Taoist person, naturally there is no need to follow the rules of Taoism, for people in the outside world, real people are the most polite name for Taoist priests.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, the master's Dharma is profound, and he is already full of brilliance, how can the pearl of rice grains in Chengfengzi dare to shine before the bright moon?" I said, and the irony contained in my words was fully revealed. I'm here to fight the law, not to reminisce about the past, and it's boring to talk about those useless things.

"Amitabha. "Zen Master Minghui saw that my words were prickly, and I couldn't speak, so I could only recite the Buddha's name.

"The master's magical powers, you can know the heavens and the earth, before and after the Ming Dynasty, I don't know if you can know what the wind is coming from?" I frowned and looked at the reality.

"Amitabha, please make it clear to the real person. "Zen Master Minghui finally showed a deep expression, this scene made me very happy, Minghui monk, you also don't know the time!

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Poor Dao came this time because he came to thank him for coming here, one is to thank the master for sending the soul of his deceased wife into the Yin Cao, and the other is to thank the master for his previous nine rounds of kindness. "Although I chanted the sermon, I did not bow my head, but raised my head with my hands behind my back and looked cold. Speaking of which, the fool also knows that this is to find fault and take revenge.

"The real person has returned to his true place, why do you obsess on all mundane things?" asked Zen Master Minghui with a frown.

"It's by nature, I'm not ungrateful. I sneered and said, every person who values love and righteousness will hold grudges, because both gratitude and grudges are because of this person's good memory, and a person with a good memory will naturally not only remember good things, but he must also remember bad things clearly. But at this moment, my words are really the opposite, which means to tell Minghui that I am here to take revenge, and you don't have to worry about resolving it peacefully.

", it's been blowing for a long time, can you fight or not?" At this moment, a shout came out from the crowd of people who were watching, and there were really a lot of people around the Netherworld Meditation Temple, at least five hundred, but there were not many real Taoist or Buddhist believers among these people, most of them came to see the excitement, and the people who watched the excitement were afraid that the world would not be chaotic.

"Let's fight, don't rub it off......"

"Don't talk nonsense, be careful that the bull-nosed Taoist priest will strip off your clothes......"

"I'm opening the plate, if you're interested, come and gamble, the Taoist priest loses one, and the monk loses four......"

"Amitabha, the Buddha Gate is pure, donors, don't make loud noises. Zen Master Minghui frowned and chanted the Buddha's name, trying to suppress the situation that was about to get out of control.

"Master Minghui, Poor Dao wants to set up three games with you this time, get rid of the old grievances, and see the Buddha and the humble. "When I saw that the time was right, I no longer hesitated and went straight to the challenge. My words were well thought out, first setting the number of three games, and then elevating personal grievances to the level of the reputation of Buddhism, forcing him to respond to the battle.

"Amitabha, Buddhism is compassionate, I can't see the war rise again......" Minghui was interrupted by a boo in the middle of his words.

"Master, please rest assured, the number of these three rounds of the poor road will never hurt people's lives, and they will not be rough. I spoke up again.

"Amitabha, what are the three rounds of the so-called three games?" said Zen Master Minghui with a frown.

His words made my heart suddenly happy, and the old thing finally took over......