I am doing construction in the cultivation world

Chapter 67

The person in charge of the court review was a sixth-grade eminent monk, and Kong Ji, the peak seventh-grade national master, was not present.

Because it involved the life of a royal relative of the Sixth Prince, the people who assisted in the case were the Prime Minister and the Minister of Punishment.

There were five fifth-grade Vajra men and one fifth-grade Golden Elixir general in the hall. They led a group of personal guards to surround the Xianlu Yamen. The onlookers could only look at it from a distance across the street.

At this moment Tang Xiao had already walked up to Yishan, and found that he didn't even have the bodhi seed hanging around his neck, and his mouth was stuffed with a life-threatening pill. Otherwise, with such a serious injury, he would have disappeared before the trial was over.

Ishan didn't let his mind get dizzy and waited for a long time. A good person card was silently pasted on his bald head. A burst of golden light flashed through, and Yishan's broken body was washed inch by inch by the golden warmth. This familiar feeling reminded him of a visit he had taken not long ago. After leaving the Demon Realm, he opened his eyes and saw Tang Xiao squatting in front of him after eating a stick of green tangerine. The coldness on his face disappeared and there was an apologetic smile.

"It seems I arrived in time."

"As expected, it's you. Let me tell you how nothing happened to me when Lei Bao roared last time. It triggered my Bodhisattva."

Yishan had a warm smile on his face.

Everyone in the hall tensed up when they saw Yishan, who suddenly recovered from his injuries as if nothing was wrong, and the girl in plain clothes who appeared out of thin air, especially the sixth-grade monk at the head of the hall. He knew Yishan's performance in the morning. If there was a fight, , the one with the highest cultivation level present, should he fight or flee?
He might not be able to win the battle, he is confident that he can escape alive, but what is the difference between that and running away directly, well, if there is, it should be that the sixth rank is beaten violently by the fifth rank, and the embarrassment is more thorough.

"Amitabha! This little benefactor, the poor monk and others are about to open a court to try our traitors. Please invite the little benefactor to enter the auditorium!"

Yishan raised his eyes to look at Uncle Kongxiao who was speaking in the hall. This uncle was in the early stage of the sixth grade. He had been working with Uncle Kongji in the Xianlu Yamen for many years. There had been no progress in cultivation for more than 200 years. He was a master in Shengjing Temple. The uncles are in the lowest echelon of cultivation.

Getting up from the ground, stretching his bones, Kazan clenched his fist, looked at Tang Xiao with bright eyes, and couldn't help but transmit the voice:
"Good guy! I fought hard for my future and broke out, thinking that this would be the end of my life. Your recovery skills are nothing short of miraculous! I feel like I can break out again."

Tang smiled and raised his eyebrows:

"You broke out? How's your record after being beaten like this?"

"Amitabha! Of the seven sixth-grade uncles, at least two or three cannot be saved. My injuries were not caused by them, but by my own explosion."

These two sentences were not transmitted through sound transmission, but were spoken directly, which made everyone in the hall, Master Kongxiao, Master Zaifu, and others feel a chill down their spines, especially Zaifu and the Minister of Punishment, the damn monks!Such a cruel guy actually asked these two mortals to follow the trial. Is it because he thinks they have a long life? !
Several fifth-grade soldiers and guards in the hall felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy. The five Vajras seemed to change their positions and formed a five-person formation.

Kong Jing's head in the hall was as big as a bucket, and he kept sending messages to senior brother secretly, but no response was sent back from senior brother Kong Ji. The winner was probably still undecided in the Bodhi Courtyard where senior abbot was abbot.

After thinking about it, regardless of whether Yishan died or not, the master and the apprentice would no longer be able to stay in Shengjing Temple, so they sternly said:

"Amitabha! Yishan! Do you want to continue to disobey the law? Now your hands are full of fellow disciples..."

"Can you kill?"

Tang Xiao interrupted Kong Xiao's words and looked at Kong Xiao with cold eyes. The words were indeed meant for Yishan.

Kong Xiao's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but hold the alms bowl he took out from his storage bag tightly.

Yishan clenched his fists and asked instead:
"Do you still have the golden recovery technique just now?"

Tang smiled and nodded.

Yishan showed a hearty smile:
"Then let the monk take you out! Just find a comfortable place to eat some melon seeds."

"it is good."

Tang Xiao took out the flying carpet and floated into the air. At the same time, Yishan skillfully transformed into a two-faced Buddha and laughed:
"Amitabha! Master Kongxiao, this smile is quite unworthy of you. Master, why don't you go back and take care of your fellow disciples who have passed away on Huairong Mountain for the young monk! By the way, tell them, even if they can forgive you for waiting, the young monk cannot! "

The last few words were roared from the mouth of the ferocious and angry Buddha.

Following this roar, there was thunder in the sky, and the manic hurricane blew everyone inside and outside the Xianlu Yamen to stagger, and the tiles flew away.

Although the crowd of onlookers was not affected much, they were still frightened by this terrible battle and fled one after another. Some people tripped and fell in panic. Tang Xiao's consciousness spread out and pulled out a path leading to the outer streets among the panicked crowd. Apart from a few people hitting their arms or heads, there were no stampedes on the earth walls and the diversion up and down passages.

"You have indeed fallen into the devil's path, and have committed many crimes!"

Uncle Kong Xiao, who was in the hall, did not intend to accept the move at all, and threw his alms bowl. The bowl instantly became larger. The Minister of Punishment had sharp eyes, and he immediately came over and was enveloped in the alms bowl together with Kong Xiao.

Mr. Zaifu on the side cursed inwardly, so he had to hide under the desk and shiver with his head in his arms. Things kept falling on the desk from outside. After a while, Mr. Zaifu wet his pants.

The five Vajra formations in the hall have been completed and have not retreated at all. The golden lines are flowing on the skin, the big bald head is shining with the luster of metal, there are words in the mouth, and bursts of Buddhist sounds sound, squeezing towards the good thing in the middle as if it has substance.

A kind and kind face said softly:
"go back."

Then they saw the Buddha's voice rushing forward rewinding and hitting the golden chests of the five Vajra's. The five people immediately spurted out blood, and then shouted loudly and ran towards Yishan with a sword in their hands. The stick was filled with golden light and whizzed towards Yishan.

Yishan did not dodge or dodge, he stood up with his fists clenched, muscles all over his body bulging, his whole body turned into a golden Buddha, and he shouted angrily:

"come!"

The five people were stunned by the drink for a second, but the momentum remained undiminished. They gritted their teeth and drew on Yishan's golden body. After a few "bang bang", they were shocked by the huge force, and the long sticks in their hands were thrown away. The tiger's mouth was dripping with blood.

Yishan reached out and took one of the long sticks, and swept the five people away with a rumble, hitting a nearby wall or gravel.

With this blow, the ribs of five people were all broken several times, their internal organs were damaged, and they lost the ability to fight again.

Yishan raised his eyes and glanced at the fifth-grade general leading the troops, only to see that man take a step back slightly and insert the long sword in his hand into the scabbard. The surrounding guards did not dare to step forward and could only encourage him in the hurricane. Hold on to something to lend strength to, lest it be blown away by the hurricane.

Yishan frowned and finally broke out. This fight was too boring.

Carrying the long stick, he came to the huge alms bowl, raised the long stick and struck it hard.

With a loud sound of "Boom!", the long stick broke in response, and the air wave lifted the table and Mr. Zaifu away. Fortunately, the fifth-rank general caught the current Zaifu in time, but his hand smelled a little Sao.

Yishan yelled with an angry face, and then his golden fists "bang bang bang bang" hit the bowl like raindrops. He was covered in golden light, and the shadow of the angry Buddha roared, smashing the bowl to pieces.

When he was able to open the broken alms bowl, the Minister of Punishment inside was already bleeding from all his orifices and died. Although Uncle Kongxiao also had blood on his face, when Yishan opened the alms bowl, it turned into a ray of light. Come out and escape to the sky at extremely fast speeds.

Yishan's figure disappeared on the spot and appeared in mid-air the next second, holding the "escaped light" neck in his hand.

"You, you can't kill me! I am..."

With a sound of "click", Yishan twisted his neck, and then put his hands together, the sound of chanting was lingering, the golden figure floating out of Kong Xiao's body struggled for a long time, and finally his face turned into golden light and disappeared with kindness.

From the beginning to the end, Master Kong Xiao didn't use all his strength to fight Yishan, he just wanted to avoid the battle, but he died the fastest, oh no, the fastest was the servant of the Ministry of Punishment, he was second.

Yishan turned around. He was regretting that there was still some time left for the explosion. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the bald people surrounding him in the distance. He couldn't help but sigh:
"Amitabha!"

……

Outside Shengjing City, the city defense formation isolated two bald figures.

"You came back early."

"Amitabha, senior brother, are you just a clone? I have been underestimated!"

"Amitabha, let it go. If you leave here, I can spare Yishan's life."

The big bald man outside the formation looked compassionate, and said slowly:

"Amitabha, Yishan will not die, at least not now, his fate is hardened."

Opposite him, Kong Min, with white eyebrows and white beard, and no wrinkles on his face, took out a crossbody bag from his sleeve, with a Bodhi pendant on it.

He slowly hung the pendant around his neck and said:

"Amitabha, although this defensive formation cannot stop you, the avatar will certainly not be able to defeat you, but I just need to hold you back."

Shi Jie became serious the moment he saw Bodhizi, hating iron for being weak and saying:
"This silly boy! How come even Bodhisattva was tricked!"

Immediately, he didn't say hello, and just slapped the past, the slap was ordinary, it didn't turn into a golden hand, and there was no sound of Buddha's voice. With a sound of "Pa!", it was slapped on the face of Master Kongmin Gujing Wubo crisply, and the bodhizi also took advantage of the opportunity to hold it in Shi Li's outstretched hand.

"Amitabha, there is only one of this thing. It is very precious. You are not worthy of it."

The left side of Master Kongmin's face was swollen, and the swelling was visible to the naked eye. He looked at Monk Shijie in front of him in shock. His face turned ferocious immediately, he distanced himself from Shijie, and roared:
"You are only a fifth-grade Vajra! Why can you hit the eighth-grade Vajra with just your hand? Why are you fighting for my position as abbot?
I do not believe!
You are the demon monk!It’s not a Buddhist Vajra at all! "

As he spoke, he threw out a string of Buddhist beads, which turned into a giant dragon, hovering outside the two people and surrounding them. Every scale on the body was engraved with scriptures, and the sound of the dragon's roar shook the sky.

Seeing him like this, Shijie frowned:

"Amitabha, senior brother is in trouble! Don't be angry."

With his "Don't be angry" exit.

The ferocious-looking Kong Min opposite him suddenly became calm, the anxious dragon shadow in the sky also became quiet, and the sound of the dragon's roar stopped abruptly.

(End of this chapter)