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Chapter 658 Lord of Qionghua Mountain (3)

Before, when congratulations came from the sky, Lu Yu was called to wait in the main hall of Dajue Temple.

In the huge hall, he was the only one, and the prison-suppressing Xuanguang Buddha who was hiding in the void, who was sneaky and plotting something.

When Lu Bi was absorbing the spirit of the gods in the main hall and supplementing the Buddha's power, the monk Yuanjue led a large group of disciples to go out to meet the guests.

With their cultivation base and strength, traveling millions of miles is just a snap of the fingers.

Lu Yu thought that it took him two or three breaths here to welcome the guests back no matter what.

As a result, after waiting so long?

Moreover, listening to Monk Yuanjue's 'hahaha' laughter, there was no smile at all, it was as hypocritical as the old girl who had been in the kiln for 50 years.

Tsk, this Condor Monk is probably... an evil guest.

If a real friend comes to the door, naturally please come in as fast as you can.

Are there only villains... Bickering with each other, undermining each other, playing tricks, and even using magical powers for a moment or two inadvertently... If this can be done quickly, there will be ghosts.

Tall, thin, and stern, the silver-white eyes are like two ghostly will-o'-the-wisps, falling on a person, like two burning iron nails, piercing your body fiercely, so that your body can clearly feel that Faint tingling.

It's not a good character to get along with.

Lu Bi clasped his hands together and bowed slightly to the Vulture Monk.

Monk Condor's eyes fell on Lu Ni, from his face to his toes, it took an ordinary person seven or eight breaths to scan with extreme force and seriousness.

Wisps of Buddhist consciousness are like invisible knives, cutting towards Lu Yu's body, wanting to peep into the details of his dharma body.

Lu Yi raised his brows, and was about to urge some treasures to cover his whole body, when he heard a loud noise, the Seven Treasures Vajra Circle, the natal Buddha treasure of the Prison-Suppressing Xuanguang Buddha, flew out from his shoulders.

The small vajra circle was spinning, and circles of dark golden prison-suppressing power turned into rippling ripples, engulfing Lu Yu's whole body.

Monk Condor Vulture's mind power had just touched Lu Tong's body, and he was crushed by this prison-suppressing power. His tall figure suddenly hunched down, and the power of mind that touched Lu Tong was instantly obliterated .

Two spots of platinum-gold blood dripped down from the nostrils, and hit the water-milled black-gold colored glaze floor of the main hall with two bang bang bangs.

The Condor Monk spoke loudly, his mana was unfathomable, two drops of blood, each drop was as heavy as a mountain, and it was condensed like a vajra relic. It hit the floor, and the Buddha's light on the ground flickered like fireworks. Then, '咕Rumbling' rolling around.

"Hey, you guys from the Great Secret Jinlun Temple, you spend the whole day training, tempering, tempering, and boiling... You burn yourself so that your anger rises, and your essence and blood overflow... Tsk, why bother?" Yuan Monk Jue has sharp eyesight and quick hands, before Monk Condor Vulture straightened up, he took out a jade bottle and put two drops of blood into it.

"Next time, I will introduce you to Dahuanxiyuan, find a few celestial maiden Tara, and reconcile the yin and yang." Monk Yuanjue patted Monk Condor on the shoulder solemnly: "Otherwise, wherever you go, where is the nosebleed?" , I lose my dignity in Buddhism!"

Monk Condor stood up straight, and the wound just now had healed.

He looked at the jade vase that Monk Yuanjue had put into his sleeve, his pupils shrank slightly, and he laughed loudly: "Senior brother is right, if next time brother is going to Dahuanxiyuan, please inform Shenjiu ...I have heard the name of Dahuanxiyuan for a long time, but Shenjiu has never been there...Brother thinks that he is an acquaintance among them."

While slandering Monk Yuanjue, Monk Vulture was extremely apprehensive and awed, his eyes quickly swept across the Seven Treasures Diamond Circle, and then he never looked at Lu Bi again.

The Seven Treasures Vajra Circle spun lightly on Lu Yu's shoulder for three weeks, then submerged into Lu Yu's shoulder again and disappeared.

Lu Qi looked over his shoulder in a daze.

When did Xuanguang Buddha, the prisoner, hide this treasure on his shoulder?
No perception!

The Seven Treasures Vajra circle has now retracted to Lu Yu's shoulders...

He still has no sense!
This is terrifying!

Monk Yuan Jue hurriedly waved his hand: "Not familiar, not familiar, not familiar at all. I have passed through the door three times, but never entered. God eagle, don't stain my name in front of a group of juniors... I know, too. Although you have never been to the Dahuanxiyuan, but plowing the sky..."

Monk Yuanjue hadn't finished speaking, but Monk Condor's clanging words like gold and iron had already interrupted his topic.

Monk Condor Vulture didn't even look at Lu Yan, but pointed at him casually, and said in a deep voice, "This is Fa Hai? The golden body and the body of the law, three feet and six feet, are as powerful as a dragon and an elephant. "

Lu Yi bowed to Monk Condor with palms together again, smiled without saying a word.

Monk Yuanjue hurriedly waved his hands: "Like a dragon like an elephant, this is the pursuit of your Great Secret Jinlun Temple... Our Dajue Temple's lineage emphasizes that the Buddha's anger is like a prison and suppresses the heavens. You take the path of body cultivation, Although my Dajue Temple also has physical training methods, but I still pursue the supernatural powers of Buddhism, and you are not the same way, not the same way!"

In the main hall, two futons appeared at some point.

Monk Yuanjue and Monk Condor chattered and sat down on the two futons.

Hundreds of Buddha cultivators from Dajue Temple, and more than [-] Dami Jinlun Temple disciples are lined up on the left and right, each with a solemn treasure, you stare at me, I stare at you, all eyes There is a hint of unkindness.

Among the Buddhist cultivators in Dajue Temple, Lu Yu stood closest to Monk Yuanjue.

Among the other disciples of Dajue Temple, there are more than a dozen Bodhisattva-level powers standing there... But although their cultivation base is high, they are only the true disciples of Monk Yuanjue.

And Lu Yu is the default true biography of the Buddha's veins, and his status is far higher than them.

Buddhism calls 'all beings are equal', but the lotus platform under the Buddha's seat has different grades... Therefore, Lu Yu should naturally stand closest to the monk Yuanjue to highlight his identity and status.

And the one closest to Monk Condor is a young monk who is over ten feet tall, also slightly thin, with white skin like jade, and a layer of platinum Buddha's light is faintly surging under the moist skin, like a metal statue.

This monk's aura is extremely violent, just like the everlasting blizzard on the snow-capped mountains and plateaus. He stood there, and continuously exuded a fierce and menacing aura in all directions, like a magic weapon just released from the oven. All the people around unconsciously wanted to take another look at him.

So fierce and violent, Lu Yu couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

And this monk stared straight at Lu Nian, with a posture of hatred for killing his father and taking his wife, which made Lu Nian look puzzled.He was sure that this was the first time he had seen this monk in his life!
Monk Yuanjue and Monk Condor are still talking to each other.

Monk Yuanjue mentioned that 8000 years ago, Monk Condor was cut through the golden body by a certain sword fairy in the Taoist court, and almost "wanted to practice magic skills".

Monk Condor Vulture mentioned that 7000 years ago, Monk Yuanjue was set up in ambush by the Eighteen Desires-Witches in the Southern Territory, and jointly besieged him. In the end, the monk's robes and cassocks were not protected, and he ran wildly with his chest open. Feast your eyes on the great achievements of immortals.

The many Buddhist practitioners under the two great monks did not say a word, but just quietly listened to the mutual harm between the two.

After going back and forth like this for seven or eight rounds, the two great monks finally realized that if they continued to bicker like this, it would be nothing more than killing [-] yuan and losing [-] yuan. This kind of loss-making business cannot be done.

So the two coughed lightly at the same time, surrounded by Buddha's light, and restored the majesty and sacred solemnity that a great Buddhist Bodhisattva should have.

"Junior brother came from a long way, it's hard work." Monk Yuanjue put on the air that a qualified landlord should have.

"Thank you for your condolences, brother. Everything is fine." Monk Condor Vulture was stern, or a smile appeared on his stiff face: "Today, brother specially came to the door because of a chance."

He pointed at the young monk with a fierce and fierce aura: "Brother may already know that this son is exactly the true biography of the Buddha's line that my brother received more than a hundred years ago, Monk Xueya."

The young monk took a step forward and paid respects to Monk Yuanjue solemnly: "Disciple Xueya, I have an audience with Uncle Yuanjue!"

Monk Yuanjue smiled and pointed at Lu Tong.

Lu Bi also took a step forward, imitating Monk Xueya, paying homage to Monk Condor: "Disciple Fa Hai, I have an audience with Uncle Condor."

Monk Yuanjue laughed "hehehe", took out a palm-sized dark golden vajra from his sleeve, and handed it to Monk Xueya as a greeting.

Monk Xueya frowned, and also took out a three-foot-long Jiedao with snow patterns from his sleeve, and handed it to Lu Yu.

The two accepted the meeting ceremony, stood up, and stuffed the gift into their sleeves.

Monk Yuan Jue and Lu Yu didn't look very good-looking.

The Vajra Pestle, a well-known magic weapon in Buddhism, this Vajra Pestle given by Monk Yuanjue is not of high rank, but it is also a good item of the Twelve Heavens of True Immortals, and its power is quite amazing.

It was also a meeting ceremony, but Monk Condor Vulture gave him a Jie Dao from the Nine Heavens of the True Immortal.

Not to mention that it is three heavens behind in terms of rank... Is this a saber...the image of a Buddhist monk in the world of mortals wielding a saber to rob a house is acceptable... have you ever seen a true immortal-level Buddhist power? Dangling around with a knife?

Monk Condor Vulture's meeting ceremony was not only stingy, but... too low-key.

From this, it can be seen that the monk's heart and character are not a thing.

Therefore, Monk Yuanjue didn't say a word for a long time, sitting cross-legged on the futon, he was really stunned like a Buddha statue.

Monk Condor Vulture slowly said: "Since this is the case, there is no more nonsense... I heard rumors that 12 years ago, in the Qingming sky, the brother got the Buddhist land deeds of Qionghua Mountain and Liuxia River?"

Monk Yuan Jue raised his brows, and laughed 'hehehe': "I heard that junior brother, a proud disciple, has not arranged a lower courtyard for him to guard and practice for more than a hundred years... Feelings are due to the love of Qionghua Mountain. A piece of land? But, why?"

Monk Condor Vulture took out a string of small Buddhist beads, held them one by one, and said in a low voice: "Then, let's compete?"

Monk Yuanjue looked at him, sneered and said nothing.

Monk Condor Vulture narrowed his eyes, and said softly: "Then, let the younger generation play a game. Junior brother can naturally come up with some good things."

(End of this chapter)