"You dare to break into my little Leiyin Temple without knowing anything. You really deserve it." The yellow-browed man sneered, then walked under the Bodhi tree and slapped the golden cymbals, making a buzzing sound that made Mo Lang dizzy. It's so swollen that my head is about to explode.

"Boy, how does it feel to be trapped in there?" The arrogant laughter of the man with yellow eyebrows came from outside.

"You don't think you can trap me with this fake imperial weapon, do you?" Mo Lang shook his head and immediately punched the golden cymbal, trying to break it open.

But when Mo Lang hit the golden cymbal with all his strength, he found that the golden cymbal had a mysterious power that offset Mo Lang's power, and the trembling sound it made gave Mo Lang a splitting headache again.

"Hahaha, this is the treasure of Maitreya Buddha. It is made of chaos gold stone and is indestructible. Unless the emperor comes in person, you will turn into a puddle of pus in three days. Just stay in it and wait for death. As for I will treat those people who come down the mountain well." The yellow-browed man laughed wildly.

"Aren't you a disciple of Maitreya Buddha? Why did you betray Buddhism?" Mo Lang was a little confused. Could it be that Journey to the West has become real?

"The Buddha is gone. I just want to establish a sect, become a Buddha, become the ancestor, and become the new Buddha. Is there anything incomprehensible about this?" The yellow-browed man said proudly.

"You want to become a Buddha and become an ancestor even with all your dirty tricks. Can you become a Buddha?" Mo Lang said contemptuously.

"The evil Buddha is also a Buddha. Why can't I become a Buddha? There is no point in arguing with a dead person like you. Just wait for death." The man with yellow eyebrows stopped talking, patted the golden cymbal again and said The vibrato tortured Mo Lang.

But he frowned because there was no painful scream from the young man.

"Isn't it weird? Why didn't I scream?" Suddenly a figure appeared behind the yellow-browed man and asked in a joking tone.

"That's your clone!?"

Hearing this voice, the yellow-browed man did not run away this time, but turned around and looked at Mo Lang in shock.

"of course."

Mo Lang smiled: "I'm not a fool. Do you think you can deceive me?"

"When did you find out?" The yellow-browed man looked at Mo Lang, a little confused.

"Of course it's very simple. From the moment you peeked at me, and then your first reaction when you saw me was to run away, I knew you had bad intentions."

Mo Lang looked at the handsome man and said, "If you don't have a guilty conscience, why would you run away when you see someone?"

"Since you know that I have no good intentions, why did you follow me here? Why don't you just capture me alive?" The man with yellow eyebrows was a little confused.

"That's because I wanted to see what your purpose was. I didn't expect you just wanted to establish your own sect." Mo Lang was a little disappointed.

He originally thought he could discover some big secret.

"receive!"

But at this moment, the Bodhi tree behind Mo Lang suddenly offered a plain cloth bag, and Mo Lang was taken in again.

At the same time, the Bodhi tree also transformed into a human form, a strange-looking but very handsome young man.

The man's long red hair was spread out, as if soaked in blood, making him look even more monstrous.

"Trash, you can't do this well, and you still need me to take action." The red-haired man transformed into a bodhi tree tightened the human seed bag in his hand, and couldn't help scolding the yellow-browed king.

"Excuse me, Lord Bodhi. I am really cowardly. It's not like you don't know it, but you are still wise. The mantis stalks the cicada and the oriole is behind. Now this kid has dug out the Tathagata's Five Finger Mountain like the monkey, right? "The man with yellow eyebrows said with a flattering look.

"Okay, I'll leave the rest to you. I feel that the little monk at the foot of the mountain seems to be the innate Buddha body. If I swallow his flesh and blood, I should be one step closer to Mara." The bodhi tree revealed a hint A confident smile.

"Are you quite confident? I didn't expect that Huang Mao would actually work for you. This is a bit unexpected for me, but I like stories like this."

But at this moment, Mo Lang's voice sounded again, and then Mo Lang stepped out of the space, looked at the transformed Bodhi tree with interest, and then looked around.

"Don't look, there is no one else." The Bodhi tree was surprised at first, and then regained its composure.

If there is one clone, then it is very likely that there will be two clones, which is not surprising.

"Looking at how calm you are, how could I know if you weren't curious?" Now it was Mo Lang's turn to be curious.

"Is this important? After all, you already know." Bodhi Tree looked at Mo Lang with a pair of strange red eyes and said, "What I care more about is, how can your clone have the same strength aura as your body?"

"One Qi transforms three pure beings, haven't you heard of it?" Mo Lang had nothing to hide.

Because when he was comprehending the six-character Buddhist mantra, he felt that something was wrong with the small Leiyin Temple and the mountain, and then Hui Gen reminded himself, so he had already prepared two or even three hands.

After all, you only have one life. If the clone dies, it will die. At worst, you can just cultivate a clone again.

"Are you a Taoist? But how can you understand my six-character Buddhist mantra." The yellow-haired man looked at Mo Lang in shock.

"As I said before, I have a destiny with everyone." Mo Lang shrugged, then looked at the Bodhi tree curiously and said, "But I am very curious. You can become the second Bodhi tree if you realize the Tao tree." Ancestor, why did you fall into the devil’s path and cultivate yourself into a devil?”

As for what Mo Luo is, this is a word Mo Lang saw while watching a TV series called "Journey to the West".

Among them, the biggest villain, Wutian Buddha, is actually Mara, and eventually became a Buddha-level figure with the same strength as Tathagata.

"It's okay to tell you, because as long as Patriarch Bodhi dies, I won't be able to attain enlightenment." said the Bodhi tree.

"The battle between the avenues?" Mo Lang suddenly thought of this word.

"Yes, everyone in the world thinks that I am a seed on the Bodhi tree. In fact, this is not the case. I was born from heaven and earth, but after Bodhi. It is for this reason that Bodhi is the body of the Bodhisattva. But I can only become a Bodhi tree forever and cannot realize the Tao, so I want to find another way to fall into the devil's path and become Mara!" said the Bodhi tree.

Mo Lang didn't ask, it's stupid for you to want to become enlightened. After all, in this world, people always only remember the first, not the second.

It's a pity that falling into the devil's path in order to be number one is similar to the use of drugs by athletes, which is a great danger in itself.

"In that case, will you do it yourself or should I do it myself?" Mo Lang nodded. Of course he would not sympathize with the other party.

This is equivalent to robbing other people's money because you have no money, and then you are caught. Would you sympathize? (End of chapter)

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