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Chapter 158 The Monk
Walking with these things violated the laws of the Hua Kingdom. How could this Qin Zhenguo bear it!
During the discussion, Qin Zhenguo ordered people to recover them.

According to the strength of those Buddhist temples, they are not at the same level as the strength of the army, and they can be recovered easily.

The variable is here.

Ten thousand soldiers were sent out, but there was no news. It was not until the second day of the discussion that a report came.

completely annihilated! !
And the investigating soldiers found that it was the Arhat from the Buddha Land who intervened and rescued the bald donkeys.

As soon as this arhat intervened, the situation escalated. Qin Zhenguo also took the arhat, and the strong who had the same strength as the golden fairy had no choice.

I had no choice but to ask Zhang Ling to beg Chu Yun to see if he could be invited to recover those important things.

Those items, after hundreds of thousands of years of incense offerings, coupled with the accumulation of spiritual energy, have become powerful magic weapons.

You can't just let these traitors take you away for nothing.

After hearing this, Chu Yun kept his expression unchanged and sipped the tea in his cup.

After making Zhang Ling wait for half a cup of tea, Chu Yun slowly put down the tea cup and looked at him under his expectant gaze.

"Where's Master Faxin?"

"Of course Master Faxin didn't. He even arrested the monks who came to persuade him and handed them over to me, Division Zhengli."

Zhang Ling still respects Master Faxin very much now, and it is not something ordinary people can do to be able to resist the Arhat status promised by the Arhat.

Chu Yun didn't speak, but thought for a while, raised his fingers and calculated.

Insight into the secrets of the sky, a pair of eyes floating in the sky, observing the sky and the earth, looking towards the direction where the monks fled.

The scene flashed across like an afterimage, crossed the territory of Huaguo, and came to the surface of the sea.

But before he could see it, a Buddha's name suddenly sounded.

"Amitabha"

The golden Buddha's light suddenly occupied Chu Yun's eyes, interrupting his calculation.

Chu Yun in the gazebo opened his eyes, and Zhang Ling who was beside him asked quickly, "Teacher, what's the matter?"

"It seems that Arhat is waiting for the poor!"

Chu Yun didn't answer his words, but just murmured to himself lightly.

"Let's go on the poor way."

Zhang Ling watched the teacher get up with surprise, and then disappeared out of thin air, his smile froze on his face.

"No. Teacher, won't you take me with you?"

Chu Yun stepped on the golden light, flew thousands of miles in the sky, and flew towards the sea.

Within a few breaths of time, he had already reached the sea area.

There is no need for induction, he just needs to fly in the direction of the Buddha land.

A full [-] miles away from the light, a ray of Buddha boat appeared in his eyes. On the Buddha boat, a monk stood with his palms folded.

The Buddha boat moves with the waves, ups and downs.

But there was no one else on the small Buddha boat except this monk, and those monks were nowhere to be seen.

"Amitabha, fellow Taoist, why don't you come down for a while."

The monk closed his eyes but his heart was like a mirror, he raised his head and said the Buddha's name in the direction of Chu Yun.

Standing in the air, Chu Yun took a step, and the space shattered, and when he appeared again, he was no longer above the sea, but even the people with the Buddha boat were absorbed into the void space.

"Why do fellow Taoists do this? The poor monk just wanted to have a friendly chat, and didn't want to do anything."

The monk still had a kind smile and tone on his face.

Chu Yun let out an ooh lightly, and said lightly, "But Poor Dao wants to fight with you!"

"Forehead"

The monk was stunned by Chu Yun's words, and he didn't know what to say, so he said, "Daoist friend, you have such a fighting spirit!"

"No need to say much, you just need to hand over those people and things, and the poor can spare your life and put them back to the Buddha's land."

Chu Yun was too lazy to argue with this bald donkey, so he gave the final notice.

"Fellow Daoist, don't you want to know why the poor monk is waiting for you?"

"Do not want to."

"The poor monk followed the will of the Buddha. The Buddha figured out that the fellow Taoist has a predestined relationship with my Buddhism, so he came here to welcome the fellow Taoist to join my Buddhism."

"Oh"

"The Buddha is willing to treat fellow Taoists with the status of Bodhisattva, which is the most honorable status under Buddha."

"Oh"

"You fellow Taoist, why are you so disrespectful to the Buddha when he treats each other with courtesy?"

This bland reply and perfunctory attitude almost broke the monk's defense.

"Your family's Buddha is not my family's Daoist, why should I respect it!"

Chu Yun's refutation caused the smile on the monk's face to shrink.

The monk said indifferently: "Fellow Taoist, you are lying."

"With so much nonsense, people and things are handed over to the poor."

Really annoyed by him, a Taoist sword appeared in Chu Yun's hand and pointed at the monk.

"Since the fellow Taoist is unwilling to go back to the Buddhist land with the poor monk, the poor monk can only take the fellow Taoist back by force."

The monk clasped his hands together, his right hand stretched forward, and the Buddha's light was shining brightly.

A bergamot hand covering the sky appeared from the void, and a swastika pattern in the center of the bergamot hand was slowly rotating.

The Buddha's light shone on Chu Yun's body like a pillar, and countless Buddha characters emerged on the Buddha's light, imprisoning his body, magic power, and even the sea of ​​consciousness.

Chu Yun didn't care much about this confinement, the three lotuses shook at the same time, and the countless Buddha characters shattered instantly.

Raise the dao sword in your hand and slash at the Buddha's hand. Under the law of the sword, the light of the sword is sharp and sharp.

Ding!
A clear and light humming sound rippled out, collapsing layers of void space.

With a click, an extremely smooth crack appeared in the swastika.

The monk closed his eyes and opened his palm, only to see an identical sword wound on his palm.

Buddha's light gushed out from the sword wound and healed the wound.

"Pindao's last question is whether it is possible to hand over people and things."

An indifferent voice came from behind the monk, and the bergamot hand that covered the sky broke with the voice.

"Amitabha, that person and that thing belong to Buddhism, so why would you say something about it!"

The monk didn't change his face, and a burst of intense Buddha's light bloomed from him.

With a flash of Chu Yun's eyes, the surrounding scenery changed drastically, and the empty space turned into a meadow with singing birds and fragrant flowers, and a huge tree reaching the sky stood in the center of the meadow.

The canopy enough to cover the sky swayed with the wind, and under this big tree, a pale golden Buddha's light loomed.

His eyes moved, and he looked under the tree.

I saw the monk bathed in golden light, sitting cross-legged under the tree, and the roots of thick branches were entangled together, turning into a Buddhist altar to support him.

"Amitabha"

The monks proclaimed the Buddha's name, and the sound of the Buddha burst out, and the tree crown swayed gently with the sound of the Buddha.

Chu Yun's sea of ​​consciousness shook, and the voice of the Buddha kept lingering, trying to forcibly save him.

"So brave."

Chu Yun's expression was slightly cold, and he pinched the Dao formula with his hands. The space began to tremble, and a heaven-reaching Dharma figure rose from behind him.

The Faxiang's face was illusory and invisible, but the monk had a feeling that this Faxiang was his face.

A pair of indifferent and emotionless eyes stared at the monk quietly.

The lips parted slightly, and the sound like a big bell shattered the space.

"Destroy"

The terrifying killing power swept across the entire space.

Every leaf of the big tree shattered, and even cracks appeared on the monk's face.

"Amitabha"

The monk proclaimed the Buddha's name, and slowly opened his closed eyes with trembling eyelids.

Infinite Buddha light burst out from the eyes.

(End of this chapter)