"Amitabha. The masters came all the way to support, and the Netherworld Zen Monastery should remember the kindness in order to repay the future, but today's fighting method is not an ordinary competition, and the master did not leave any restrictions on the fighting method before leaving" Jianzhen Chong said to the monks behind him, and at the same time reminded them that the fighting method was dangerous, and they could leave at any time. Jianzhen, as Minghui's eldest disciple, will take over the Netherworld Zen Temple in the future, so it is justified that he will temporarily preside over the temple when Minghui is not there.

"Ninth brother, today's events Minghui seems to have felt it in advance. The gentle wind beside me reminded me in a low voice.

"Ming Hui is a Buddhist monk who practices Mahayana teachings, and he has already realized the results, and it is not surprising that he can predict the future. I nodded. According to today's situation, Zen Master Minghui had asked Jianzhen and Jianxing to open the door to welcome guests before leaving the temple, and then the two did not open the door in time because of these zombies and Da Meier Huang Lingzhen, which led to me using the method of moving mountains to destroy the temple wall, and after entering the door, the monk Jianzhen was not afraid of us, but proposed nine fights before me, which also shows that Minghui Zen Master expected that I would come to use force. But even then I was not afraid, because he could not anticipate that he would dare to take steps to tamper with the results, because that would be contrary to the teachings of Buddhism. So what I'm most concerned about now is not the trap set by Master Minghui for us, but where he went and what this old guy did.

"Isn't there anything wrong with today?" Wen Xiaofeng shook his head slowly. At this moment, the five of us are sitting in the front row, the seat is still the same as before, my left is Wen Xiaofeng, followed by the ram leaning on the wind and Murong Chasing the wind, and the King Kong Cannon is sitting on the edge and raising his hand from time to time to look at the watch, probably looking forward to the dark, and Murong Chasing Feng is solemnly observing the situation of the monk opposite, although she has no purple qi but is well-informed, she can help me fill in the gaps.

I turned my head to look at Wen Xiaofeng inquiringly, meaning to ask him what was wrong.

"Before Ming Hui left the temple, it seems that he didn't restrain those who helped the fist from killing, and he didn't set the rules for the nine fights, what is his intention?" Wen Xiaofeng said with a frown.

"I will set the rules with Jianzhen and strive not to hurt people's lives. I nodded. Wen Xiaofeng's reminder made me doubly puzzled, although Zen Master Minghui is pedantic and stubborn, but after all, he is still Buddha-nature, compassionate, and kind-hearted, the last time I and the Vajra cannon broke out to destroy his Dharma body, he didn't chase and beat us hard, why didn't he leave the rules of fighting before leaving this time without hurting people's lives?

"The rules are suitable for each other, he has no rules, we naturally don't need to be restrained, he can kill, I can poison him. Wen Xiaofeng raised his eyebrows and said. Although Wen Xiaofeng is usually elegant and elegant, but the enemy is ruthless and abnormal, in his previous life, he had a confidante who was invaded by evil officials, and he heard that he entered the official mansion at night to punish him for more than 40 people, but left only children under three feet. As for the fact that he had sent the people of Maoshan to drive away the nearby birds and beasts, it was not entirely out of good intentions, he wanted to exert invisible pressure on the monks through this move and show his fearlessness.

"You and my brother naturally need not worry about this, but the safety of these friends cannot be ignored. "I keep my voice to a minimum. Although these helpers other than Ziyangguan came voluntarily, I can't use them as soldiers to dispatch, and sacrificing any of them will make me unbearable. Showing no mercy to the enemy and being honest with friends is the consistent style of the sectarians, which is very similar to the combat style of today's troops.

"I felt invincible and walked away. Wen Xiaofeng asked for my opinion with an inquiring look.

"No, you should use the method of Mingjin. I shook my head and rejected Wen Xiaofeng's suggestion. His idea is that one of the two parties in the process of fighting is not the opponent of the other party and takes the initiative to admit defeat, this path will not work. Because we are going up the mountain this time, the two worlds of Buddhism and Taoism have long been known, and on this occasion, anyone will go all out, even if they are defeated, they will fight with their lives, and it is better to let them take the initiative to admit defeat than to kill them directly. And the law of Mingjin that I am talking about is to imitate the Mingjin on the battlefield in ancient times, and to knock the gong to signal that he will admit defeat.

"Yes. Wen Xiaofeng nodded.

"Okay, okay, when will you be so wordy about this pre-war mobilization?" At this moment, King Kong Cannon couldn't help but scream at Chong Jianzhen.

Jianzhen ignored the shouts of the King Kong Cannon, and said his words of thanks and reminders before turning around and walking over.

I will take the idea of Ming Jin as a loser and mention it, Jianzhen even recited the Buddha's name and agreed, and even the eyes of Jianzhen looked at me a lot kinder, I looked at it in my eyes and snorted coldly, don't think that I have any compassion, the reason why I have this suggestion is to consider my comrades, what does the life or death of the enemy have to do with me.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, as the saying goes, you can't take away the host, and the guests should do whatever they want, please send someone to the master. I stood up and said to Jianzhen. The reason why I want him to send someone to the end of the battle first is not out of politeness, even the outer wall of the temple has been demolished, so naturally it is not polite or impolite, my real purpose is to facilitate me to send a suitable opponent according to the strength of the other party.

Jianzhen looked up at me and did not answer, but instead took out a page of yellow paper from the sleeve of his wide robe, looked at it for a moment and put it back into his sleeve, and took a few steps forward and said the name of a temple in a loud voice.

"I'm grass. "King Kong Cannon couldn't help but exclaim when he heard the name of the temple pronounced by the monk Jianzhen, and the people of the younger generation behind me also whispered, and Murong Chaifeng and I couldn't help frowning, the reputation of the temple that Jianzhen said was so loud that it was known to everyone in the whole country, and everyone knew about it.

As soon as Jianzhen's words fell, a young monk stood up from among the monks with the largest number of people, stepped into the middle of the field, and tore off the big red robe on his body, revealing a short monk's robe, which was extremely short, showing the young monk's strong physique and strong muscles.

Looking at the young warrior monk with a proud demeanor in the side, everyone on our side couldn't help but look at each other, and for a moment everyone was relatively stunned, not understanding the intention of the Netherworld Zen Temple's move. The temple to which the monk belongs is the important place of Zen Buddhism, the temple has a long heritage for thousands of years, the monks of the temple have always been admired by outsiders for the profound and profound martial arts of Buddhism, and the two scriptures from Tianzhu can win the creation of heaven and earth. The most important thing is that the temple has always been patriotic, and has made immortal feats in resisting foreign invasions in all dynasties, not only by the common people, but also by those in power.

And the reason why we are puzzled is also very simple, that is, the monk in the field does not even have a basic red aura, according to the breath on his head, he is just an ordinary person in good health, how could the Netherworld Zen Temple send an ordinary person to the field?

"Beware of deception. Wen Xiaofeng reminded in a whisper.

I nodded silently, as the saying goes, there is no void under the fame, the temple can have the current scale must have its own unique practice method, this young monk is so arrogant, naturally he is confident. But judging from the breath on his head, his cultivation is really not worth mentioning, could it be that he has cultivated to the Mahayana realm of Buddhism at a young age?

Who is the right person to send down, I have repeatedly set my eyes on Da Mei'er, Da Mei'er has been thinking about it all the way, it is better to send her to go down first to peek into the reality, five of the nine fights are the winner, even if she loses this one, I have enough chances to try to recover the defeat.

"Patriarch, there is labor. I stood up and smiled at Da Mei'er.

"Obey the Venerable Master's decree. Da Mei'er respectfully accepted the order and turned to withdraw. In fact, Ziyangguan and Qingqiu Xuanhu do not have a direct subordinate relationship, and Da Meier actually received the order as a subordinate courtesy, which means that she accepted the order to fight as the wife of the ram Yifeng.

After Da Mei'er came on the stage, she smiled and bowed to the young monks in the arena, performing the etiquette of a lay woman.

"Amitabha, the poor monk's Dharma name is Mingkong, and the five poisonous hands he has learned are already deeply hot, and they can easily hurt people's lives, so you and a woman should step back quickly. The young monk looked at Da Mei'er with contempt.

"It's okay, please give me advice. Da Mei'er smiled at Mingkong, and stepped back with her left foot to make a gesture.

"Amitabha, the five poisonous hands of the poor monk are less, oops!"

The sudden situation on the field shocked me and the people behind me, and the menacing Mingkong Bull was kicked away by Da Meier without warning before it was blown, and flew out of the field and crashed into the west wing of the temple and fainted.

"Good~"

"Boom!"

With our applause and the other party's gong, the first fight ended, and Da Meier turned her head and smiled at me, and moved back to our camp, while the clear sky, which had fallen to the ground before she could make a move, was carried back by the other party.

"Old Yu, what do they mean?" King Kong Cannon left his seat and walked in front of me, and at this time, I was looking at each other with a mist and a warm whistle.

I slowly shook my head and didn't speak, the doubts in my mind at the moment were no less than those of the Vajra Cannon, Mingkong's defeat so easily was really incomprehensible to me, according to the stunned expressions of the monks opposite, they didn't expect Mingkong to be so useless, which means that Kong's defeat was not a ploy they set up. However, Jianzhen had taken out a piece of yellow paper and looked at it for a moment in advance, which showed that the monk's appearance was arranged by Ming Hui in advance, and why did Ming Hui not use the purple qi master in this move, and he had to send an ordinary monk?

"Ninth brother, who is the presiding officer of the temple now, and is the two scriptures of washing tendons and marrow still in the temple?" Wen Xiaofeng asked with a frown.

"Starling, you are outdated, they are not called hosts now, they are called general managers. I smiled bitterly and shook my head, a good Zen important thousand-year-old temple is now stained with copper smell, not only born to do business, but also to sell their own stunts to accumulate money.

"Old Yu, you are outdated, people call it UFO. King Kong Cannon smiled and lit a cigarette.

I stretched out my hand and motioned for King Kong Cannon to give me a cigarette, lit it and took a few puffs, quickly sorting out my messy thoughts, and after a while, I suddenly woke up, and I couldn't help but scold Minghui for being cunning.

"We're being used. "I don't smoke much anymore, I only take a few puffs and then throw it away.

"What do you mean?" asked the Vajra Cannon Exit. Although Wen Xiaofeng didn't ask questions, he also looked at me with inquiring eyes.

"The position of this temple in the hearts of the people is very respectful, but in recent years, the temple has no virtue, so that the temple is stained with dust, the ancient temple is dirty, the public believers have a lot of complaints about this, I want to come to Minghui Zen Master has heard of this, and he is hindered by the incense affection of Buddhism and it is inconvenient to go to the advice, today we will humiliate them, so as to make them shameful and brave, away from the hustle and bustle, back to the right path. I quickly voiced my analysis.

"This old thing is really not a thing, and the bad guys let us do it. After listening to my analysis, King Kong Cannon couldn't help but curse angrily.

"Xiao Jiu, today's matter may have been in Minghui's arrangement. Murong Chasing Feng pulled the King Kong Cannon back to his seat and turned to look at me sideways.

"Sixth Senior Sister, tell me what you think. I glanced at the monks on the other side and found that Jianzhen had taken out the yellow paper again.

"Before Ming Hui left, he didn't leave an instruction not to hurt people's lives during the fight, do you think it's reasonable?" asked Murong Chaifeng.

"Buddhist monks should be compassionate, and there is indeed something strange. I nodded in reply.

"Although Buddhism pays attention to the equality of all beings, it does not exclude hot hands to eliminate demons," Murong Chaifeng's eyes moved slightly, "In his opinion, he will try his best to subdue or correct things that do not conform to the right path of heavenly principles." ”

"What do you mean?" I still didn't understand what Murong Chasing Feng meant.

"I suspect that Minghui is taking this opportunity to correct the mistakes of Buddhism itself, and did not leave a request not to hurt people's lives, because he wants to use this battle to get rid of some disobedient people on our side. ”

"How dare he?!" Murong Chaifeng's words made me stand up angrily.

"I hope I've thought too much about it, so let's send someone out first. Murong Chaifeng sat up straight.

When I heard this, I retracted my gaze and found that there was already a solemn old monk standing in the field, wearing a red and yellow robe, about seventy years old, and his head was full of real purple qi.

The master is finally here