my fox wife

Chapter 535 Verbal Battle "Third Watch"

Li Dianfeng went over and pulled Mo Tong into his arms, walked aside, and asked in a low voice, "What business do they have to do with you?"

Mo Tong blinked and looked at Li Dianfeng, "It's none of my business."

"Then you are so happy."

Mo Tong stuck out his bright red tongue, squinted his eyes and smiled, "I just think it's funny. In the past, Buddhism was very repulsive to us to stop teaching."

Oh, it turned out that Mo Tong also hated Buddhist disciples.

"Then you play so well with Broken Shoes." Li Dianfeng asked with a smile.

"Oh, broken shoes are not the same numbness, he is stupid, besides, you can't hate a good person like broken shoes just because of Buddhism." Mo Tong tilted his head and said, "As we often say, you can't be broken because of a mouse "shit". It's a pot of porridge."

"Yo yo yo, you've already said that."

Li Dianfeng laughed, grabbed Mo Tong's face, and kissed her lips, it was delicious.

Mo Tong still wanted to watch a play, so he squeezed over there, "Oh, don't be fooled, I still want to watch a play."

At this time, the eminent monks of Youlin Temple were turned into pieces by these ghost messengers. Their faces were flushed, and they didn't know what to say. The old guy's face is the ugliest, like two lumps of poop sticking to their face.

"Speak, Xuanzong, you speak."

The ghost messenger in mottled armor was walking around with a machete. Seeing that these monks were angry with him, he was very happy and continued to be aggressive.

"My lord said that this matter has nothing to do with Youlin Temple. You should go to Jiejiao Li Dianfeng. Before he went to the underworld, he signed a life and death certificate with Youlin Temple. We have shown you the certificate of life and death." Xuanzong left Come over, and added, "I think you are deliberately making trouble for us. I will report to the King of Earth Store in the future to see how he will deal with you."

"Report to the Ksitigarbha?" An old ghost messenger in Taoist robes walked out with a sword behind his back, and looked at Xuanzong contemptuously, "You don't take the Ksitigarbha seriously at all, you just treat the Ksitigarbha as a Sitting on the futon under the skin, let the old man smell your farts. Don’t think that our hell can’t see your intention of letting Li Dianfeng go to the hell, isn’t it just to take the opportunity to cause trouble for us ghost messengers who work in the hell, Xuanzong, Do you think we can't see this trick of yours?"

"What nonsense are you talking about."

When Xuanzong heard the ghost messenger's words, his face immediately turned ugly.

"That day Li Dianfeng brought people to attack the Youlin Temple, and made an agreement with us to let them go down after breaking the demon-suppressing formation."

"How can a stranger go to the underworld? If you didn't intend to cause trouble for us ghosts, how could he go down so easily? There are thousands of ways to stop them from going down. Why don't you ask the underworld for help?"

Although the underworld is ruled by the Ksitigarbha King, all his subordinates are disciples of Taoism. How could the Youlin Temple ask the ghosts of the underworld for help? Isn't that the same as asking Buddhism for help from Taoism? It was almost certain that Xuanzong would not ask the underworld for help, so he deliberately used it to choke him.

The words of the old ghost messenger in Taoist robes said that Xuanzong was justified and didn't want to say it, so he was speechless.

He could ask the underworld ghost messenger for help, but that would lose face for Buddhism, and he also wanted to let Li Dianfeng go to the underworld to cause some trouble, of course only he knew his intentions.

Listening to their conversation, judging from Xuanzong's expression, at this moment, Li Dianfeng vaguely suspected that this old guy wanted to go to the underworld to make trouble, and something really happened.

"So this old bastard is so cunning." Mo Tong also heard it, squinting his eyes and suddenly realized.

Li Dianfeng turned his head to look at her, put his index finger between his lips, and made a hissing sound, signaling to keep his voice down.

"Why do Buddhism and Taoism fight like this? Ksitigarbha never pays attention to these things. In his eyes, Buddhism and Taoism belong to one family." Lan Zixun said puzzled.

The Buddhist and Taoist verbal battle on the scene made her feel unnecessary. After Lan Zixun died, she had been listening to the scriptures by the side of Ksitigarbha, and she must have a better understanding of Ksitigarbha.

"Now that the fight between Buddhism and Taoism is so fierce, the Ksitigarbha King won't come forward to coordinate?" Li Dianfeng turned his head and asked.

Lan Zixun glanced at Li Dianfeng, then shook his head and remained silent.

"Hmph, this old guy just let Li Dianfeng down on purpose. He intended to cause trouble for our underworld. Now the evil spirits are soaring, the underworld is occupied by ghosts, and the trouble is chaotic. Are you satisfied now?"

A ghost messenger holding a golden whip walked over. He was a ghost messenger who punished evil spirits. Those evil ghosts had committed many evils during their lifetime and would receive his death penalty.

"That's right, are you satisfied with Youlin Temple?"

"What kind of scheming "bitch" does a good monk do while reciting Buddha's name?"

Seeing thousands of ghost guards surround Youlin Temple, Xuanzong was really under great pressure, but these people criticized him one after another, it really didn't feel good in his heart, and if he didn't fight back, he really regarded himself as a sick cat.

"Amitabha." So he clasped his hands together and recited the scriptures silently. Small densely packed golden * characters emerged from his mouth and floated into the air with golden light, which immediately caused these ghosts to suffer terribly and howl.

The scene was momentarily shocking, and the voices were chaotic and piercing.

The reason why Youlin Chanyuan has a superior-subordinate relationship with the underworld ghost messengers is because Youlin Temple is a teacher of Ksitigarbha, and the Buddhist teachings learned are all to restrain ghost messengers.

As soon as the scriptures were read, the golden * characters spun in the air, and Jin Mang caused the surrounding ghosts to suffer unceasingly.

"Xuanzong, you old loach, we let you know what's on your mind, are you deliberately retaliating?"

"Hurry up and shut up, or we will destroy your Youlin Temple."

Xuanzong slowly stopped chanting, opened his eyes and said quietly, "What do you really want? I won't say a word to you again." Xuanzong took out the life and death certificate and lit it in the air. Dian Feng signed it, and all the responsibilities rest with him, you have to follow the rules of the underworld and leave as soon as possible, otherwise the soul-purifying mantra passed down by Ksitigarbha will build another grave for you."

What he meant was that if the ghost messengers humiliated them again, he would use the Soul Purification Curse to destroy them all.

"Well, you Xuanzong, relying on the backing of Ksitigarbha, you want to bully us, don't you?"

"What the hell, old man, who are you scaring? The Purifying Soul Curse is what you say you can use whenever you want?"

"The underworld has already been taken over by ghosts. If you're like this, we'll make a big deal out of it." The ghost messenger with two forks yelled loudly.

"Then what exactly do you want? Just say it." Xuanzong was speechless, closed his eyes and sighed.

"Since Li Dianfeng did it, let's wait for Li Dianfeng to come." said the ghost messenger in armor.

"Hmph, will he come? Make the underworld like this, and he will come? Then he will be beaten to hell and suffer, only a fool will come." A ghost came over and laughed.

They were sure that Li Dianfeng would not throw himself into the trap and would rather be caught and suffer in the underworld, so they took the opportunity to delay.

When the scene was full of jitters, Li Dianfeng threw Zhong Sheng in his hand to the center, and Zhong Sheng fell from the air between Xuanzong and the ghost messengers, and Li Dianfeng also fell from the air, turning around to look at the ghost messengers .

"I am Li Dianfeng, and all the responsibilities are on my shoulders. Don't make things difficult for Youlin Temple anymore."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned and stared at him.

The ghost messengers couldn't react, because if Li Dianfeng took all the responsibilities, there would be no way to delay Youlin Temple's participation in the Buddhist and Taoist Conference
(End of this chapter)