Dozens of Famen Temple bigwigs were dumbfounded for dozens of breaths, and even a cold sweat quietly slipped from the forehead of the withered heaven master.

Strong! Too strong! The Great Monk of Yuanying was so vulnerable in front of the Avatar!

After another ten breaths, the withered lamp bowed and stood up, bowed his head and asked, "Disciple is dull, Master Broken Dust, are you indeed the senior monk of my Famen Temple? Why is your existence never recorded in the Dharma classics?"

"Abbot of the withered lamp, your generation is for: withered, sinful, and beneficial, and what is above the withered word?" Pochen smiled.

"Above the withered word?" withered lamp frowned, and suddenly his eyes flashed with Chinese color drama: "It's 'virtue, success, and breakage'." So, you are actually the senior monk of the broken word generation!"

"Alas, the old man has been in Famen Temple for 1,300 years, and he was a little scholar of the abbot of Deji, reading for the abbot and wiping the dust, and he has been with the dust for a lifetime, which is to break the dust. One hundred years of Dan, one hundred years of condensation, and another hundred years to become a great monk. Although he made rapid progress, he never left his teacher, and the Dharma classics never recorded the deeds of the old man. After the abbot entered the immortal gate, the old man was determined to follow the footsteps of the Eastern Ancestor and the West Buddha and transform into a god in this world, in order to solve the mystery of not being able to turn into a god in this world. However, it backfired, and there was no breakthrough in the millennium. Originally, the old body had turned into a god and was hopeless, and he was about to die. But the old body was fortunate to meet this flower monk, and it was he who made the old body suddenly open and become a Buddha with a thought!"

The old monk said, his face showing infinite luck.

"Hey, hey, old man, don't put gold on the boy's face, it's your luck to turn into a god, and it's not a dime about the kid. Oh, if you want to say that it is related, it is also related to the broad-hearted monk at the gate. If he hadn't punched and kicked every day, you elm pimple head. I'm afraid that I won't be able to open my mind in another thousand years!" Tianjiu said, smiling evilly.

"Amitabha! Since you are the senior monk of my Famen Temple, can you point out the dry lamp?" The abbot of the dead lamp was overjoyed, and a hanging heart was also put down.

The old monk glanced at the audience lightly, and everywhere he passed, everyone in the meeting trembled, as if there was a great coercion sweeping their sea of knowledge. The withered master was even more discouraged.

"Ask, right? After asking, I still have to drink wine, eat meat, and fart with this flower monk!"

The withered lamp secretly glanced at the withered master, gritted his teeth and said, "Master Broken Dust." There are two major problems that the disciple cannot solve, if he does not solve the doubts in time, it may affect the great cause of my Famen Temple. The first one: You should be very clear about whether it is feasible for the Buddha to go south.

"Amitabha, withered lamps, withered stars, withered repentance, withered sky, the old body asks you, do you think the current method is stronger or weaker than the method of the abbot of the Virtue Halberd?"

The dry sky was dark, and the abbot of the withered lamp was silent. Trembling: "Naturally, it is better than the Halberd Master!"

"That's right! In the Famen Zen Temple under the command of Abbot Deji, three thousand ancestors gathered on the rooftop, and hundreds of millions of spirit clans came to worship. There are monks in Kyushu, and some demons and ghosts. All came one after another, holding Kyushu cow ears. It is all because the halberd is all-encompassing and benefits the world. On the other hand, Er et al. Kill the world, slaughter dissidents. Demons have a way. Spirits and ghosts are also heavenly. If the Famen dominates Kyushu, it will not be far from annihilation!"

"This ...... This one...... Master of Dust Breaker. I don't want to dominate Kyushu alone, I just want to extend the Buddhist path to a few other stubborn states. Dry Heaven argued.

"Oh, the Buddha is in the heart, not in the mouth, not in the fist. Dry sky, your mana is very strong, but it's just a frog at the bottom of the well. When you go up to the spiritual realm, you are nothing but ants in the eyes of the mighty. Come back, let go of some obsessions in your heart, and maybe you will become a Buddha!"

"But...... Master, have you ever thought about the Immortal Gate?" Kutian gritted his teeth and snorted.

"Xianmen?"

"Yes! Since the Kuye incident, Xianmen has stipulated that there are only fifty places to enter the gate in Dehua Prefecture at a time, one hundred in Dingzhou, and as many as twenty in Cangzhou, and only the current great monks of our Famen Temple are nearly eighty, if we control ......."

The old monk frowned slightly, the light in his eyes flickered, and he raised his hand to stop the dry sky's words: "Okay!

"Exit? How to retreat? Withdraw at this time, I am afraid that I will suffer a fierce counterattack from all the gates of Yuling Prefecture, and I can't say that Dingzhou and Beicang will also be lost!"

At this time, the abbot of the withered lamp hurriedly interjected: "Amitabha! Master withered heaven, regarding the matter of retreating, the withered lamp already has a plan, and if it is implemented, it can ensure that all our disciples can return to the territory of Dingzhou safely." ”

"Really, it looks like you've been plotting for a long time!

The old monk shook his head and chuckled: "Hehe, how to retreat is your business, and the old body is just a suggestion." Dry lamp, what's your second question?"

"The second question is about this kid. Master, this kid said that he had comprehended the "Heaven Destroying Dafa", but none of us had seen what the Heaven Destroying Dafa looked like after it was activated, so naturally we couldn't tell the difference. Some people say he's a demon, others say he's a Buddha, Master, look ......"

The withered lamp pointed to the old god who was sitting on the ground in Tianjiu, and asked solemnly.

"What? Who said he was a demon?" The old monk jumped up violently, his white beard trembled: "Whoever says he is a demon in the future, the old man will kill him!"

"Is the Great Law of Destroying the Heavens real?"

"Heaven Destroying Dafa? I don't know! Wait for the old man to meet the West Buddha in the spirit world, and then ask him! But then again, as long as it is sharper than the Buddha's palm, it must be the Heaven Destroying Dafa!"

When Master Kuretian heard this, his face turned pale instantly.

"However, this kid is not a Buddha either! Don't look at his golden skin and golden body, but his heart is a mess. Drinking wine and eating meat bubble nuns, not a good bird, at most a flower monk, you will pay less attention to him in the future. Hehe, it's useless to ignore him, this kid is a thief, not a loser. He loves it, as long as he doesn't tear down the entire Famen Temple!"

"Haha, old man, you still have vision! The boy really wants to hug your thigh!" Tianjiu was suddenly stunned, then overjoyed, opened his claws, and flew over.

"Get out of here, get out of the way! You dog paws, you want to hug, go hug your old friend, what are you hugging the old man?!"

The dust-breaking old monk said angrily, and with a slight stroke of his golden withered hand, there was a charming shaking in front of him. The figure of Tianjiu Sao Bao suddenly slammed into an invisible wall of pure gold, and then, it bounced out.

"Oh, dead old man, what kind of trick are you?!" Tianjiu rubbed his ass exaggeratedly and shouted loudly.

"Hmph! Aura control, special for the gods!Scared, aren't you?!Isn't your old friend a god-turning power, she doesn't always imprison you?Oh, the old man understands, you serve her obediently, of course she is reluctant to fiddle with you!Hehehehe!" The dust-breaking old monk smiled obscenely, and even the dozens of bigwigs on the side were full of twitches.

"Cut, old man, don't be scared, next time I'll tell her to kill you!haha, don't you want to enter the fairy gate? Do you want me to blow some pillow wind?" Tianjiu smiled evilly, and winked at the few people who repented.

"Uh, what pillow wind?" the dust-breaking old monk was stunned.

The corners of his mouth twitched, his face changed, and Zuihou said a few words to the old monk who broke the dust.

"Ahh

"Cut! It's not serious! You be careful that the boy is not blowing a gentle wind, but a crooked wind, quack, then you will be miserable!"

The old monk nodded, ignoring Tianjiu's words, and said to the withered lamp: "Do you have anything else? If it's okay, let's disperse! What should I do, why should I go! The old man wants to discuss with this kid about the wind next to the pillow!"

The abbot of the withered lamp bowed down and asked, "Master, may I ask if you are going to the sixth-order rooftop or to rest in other caves?"

The old man hasn't seen you arrange my cave for a thousand years, and as soon as you become a god today, you will come to ask in a hurry. Forget it, the old man stays here, and this linden tree is the old man's shelter. Pochen waved his hand.

"Amitabha, Master, hello and rest, let's go back!" Dry Tian hurriedly bowed down, and sweat was already pouring down on his back. After speaking, he sighed slightly and shot directly towards the sixth-order rooftop.

The abbot of the withered lamp smiled awkwardly, bowed his head slightly with withered regret and withered star, and the three of them shook their figures and disappeared on the rooftop. All the other bigwigs also turned around and shot away, and after three or five breaths, there were only two obscene guys left on the entire fifth-order rooftop, one old and one young. (To be continued......)