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    Ma Ye's chest rose and fell, obviously he was not calm, he said coldly: "I cut off my arm, sent it to Da Leiyin Temple, and returned the supernatural power of Da Leiyin Temple, why do you want to hunt me down and let my wife die?  Since you insist on my death, why can't I spread the supernatural power of Daleiyin Temple?"

    The old monk shook his head and said, "Junior brother, one arm does not represent all supernatural powers."

    Master Ma laughed lowly: "Not all the supernatural powers in me came from Daleiyin Temple, do you want to abolish the other supernatural powers in me? I came from Daleiyin Temple, but back then I relied on my own  You didn't dare to stop me at the time. When I had a wife and children, you came to me again, and I am willing to cut off my arm for the safety of my wife and children, and give back your supernatural powers from Daleiyin Temple!"

    His face was gloomy: "And then? You hunted me down, separated my wife, and destroyed my family!"

    The old monk raised his eyebrows: "The rules are the rules, and if you change them, they are not the rules. The world of mortals interferes with your practice, junior brother, in fact, we are not trying to kill you, but to save you from the sea of ??suffering in the world of mortals, and return to Daleiyin Temple to practice again."  , to achieve a positive result. If you did not change your mind and played Daleiyin Temple, the seat of Daleiyin Temple Tathagata is now yours. If you are willing to follow me back to the temple, the old Tathagata will be very pleased.  The seat is still yours." (Zhai Zhu's Note: Tathagata refers to Shakyamuni in folklore, but according to professional Buddhism, Tathagata refers to Buddha, as long as it is a Buddha, it is Tathagata. The Buddhist scriptures say, come truthfully,  Therefore, it is called Tathagata, which refers to the realm of Buddha.)

    "go back?"

    Master Ma said blankly: "I was killed back then, if I want to go back, I will naturally have to go back!"

    The old monk's complexion darkened, and he sighed: "The Tathagata will be very disappointed. The young man on the platform is your disciple, right? You taught him the Eight Leiyin Styles, but you didn't teach me the Daleiyin Temple's mental method.  Tathagata Mahayana Sutra."

    He looked at Qin Mu, who was fighting with a young man in the arena, and said, "The Tathagata Mahayana Sutra is a method for subjugating demons. If you don't practice this mental method, no matter how strong you are in the Eight Forms of Leiyin, it will be nothing. Today I brought my disciples  Come here, Mingxin, come and see Master Uncle!"

    Behind him, a tall and thin young monk stepped forward, with Buddhist beads in his hand, and saluted with palms together: "Master Uncle."

    The old monk raised his white eyebrows, and said: "Ming Xin is also a martial artist in the spirit embryo realm. My Zen stick is here, is my brother betting against each other?"

    Granny Si raised her eyebrows and was about to speak when Master Ma said expressionlessly: "The rules and regulations are all bullshit. I bet you, how much is my head worth compared to your Chan Qiluo Zen staff?"

    The old monk nodded and said: "The weight is almost the same."

    The blind man, Granny Si, Medicine Master and others frowned, and were about to dissuade them, Master Ma said decisively: "If Mu'er loses, you take my head and go back to Daleiyin Temple to see the Tathagata; if Mu'er wins, keep the Zen stick  , as far as you go."

    "Excellent."

    The old monk said to the young monk Mingxin: "Today, as a teacher, I want to take back the supernatural power of the Great Leiyin Temple from the traitor. If you win, it will be your merit."

    Mingxin said yes, and walked towards the ring.

    In the arena, the young man who competed with Qin Mu was a master of swordsmanship. He followed the path of Senior Brother Qu among the Five Sons of the Lijiang River. His sword was no more than three feet away from his body.  Like a dagger, eight inches long and small, but more dangerous!

    From time to time, this small sword would stab out from strange places, such as the armpits, crotch, and also penetrated into his clothes, when Qin Mu was fighting with him, it would emerge from his sleeve!

    ?Using Qi to control the sword, the sword control skill is so good that it is not much inferior to Lijiang disciple Qianqiu, and it is much better than Senior Brother Qu.

    What's more, this person actually has superb attainments in combat skills. His palm technique is very profound, and his momentum is like a towering mountain.

    However, at this moment the winner in the arena is already clear, Qin Mu's powerful moves and quick footwork, the young man suffered a big loss in the first palm duel with him, Qin Mu's vigorous vitality directly crushed his vitality!

    What Qin Mu used was Nine Dragons Controlling Wind and Thunder. Although the nine levels of power only exploded to three levels, it had already hurt his heart. Although his sword skills were exquisite, his defeat was already over.

    Qin Mu's footsteps were chaotic, like thousands of chaotic snakes wandering in the grass, moving east and west, forward and backward, so that the young man couldn't see where his attack came from.  His heart ached, and he was sent flying by Qin Mu's palm.

    The young man fell to the ground, startled, bowed to Qin Mu on the ring and said, "Thank you for your mercy, little brother."

    Although Qin Mu's palm just now was imprinted on hisThe back heart is very powerful, but the power is not strong, and it did not hurt his heart and lungs. Otherwise, with Qin Mu's strength, he would definitely be able to smash his internal organs to pieces!

    "Does Junior Brother want to rest?" Mingyue stood there quietly and waited until Qin Mu defeated the young man before asking.

    Qin Mu's eyes fell on him. This monk was young, wearing white black clothes, not stained with a speck of dust, even the shoes under his feet were white, and he was very white.  Although he shaved his head, Yuzi looked very handsome, which made people feel good.

    He was about to answer no, when Granny Si's voice suddenly came: "Rest, you must rest!"

    Qin Mu didn't understand what he meant, and sat down to rest and adjust his breath as Granny Si said.  His "Superior Body Sandan Gong" is suitable for practicing while running. Although he has faced more than a dozen warriors, his vitality has not been consumed much. He is still at the peak state, but his body is a little tired.

    Granny Si took a glass of water and walked up to the ring, handed it to Qin Mu, and said in a low voice, "Mu'er, no matter what method you use, you must win this time, and you must never lose! Your Grandpa Ma and the old thief will bet on each other!"  I'm putting my life on the line!"

    Qin Mu's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly looked at Master Ma. Master Ma's face was calm, and a voice came: "Mu'er, Tyrant Wushuang will never lose! I believe in you."

    Even though he said that, Qin Mu was still a little flustered. Although everyone in the village was his relatives, besides Granny Si, the one he was closest to was Lord Ma. Back then, Lord Ma carried the stone statue on one arm with Granny Si.  Go out of the village together, pick him up from the river, and save his life!

    If he lost, wouldn't he have killed Ma Ye?

    At this time, the pharmacist also frowned. Master Ma believed that Qin Mu was a unparalleled domineering body, and had confidence in Qin Mu, but Qin Mu was not a domineering body after all.

    Now he regrets that he helped the village head hide that white lie. If he had told them the truth earlier, Master Ma would not have risked his life.

    It was precisely because of his trust in Qin Mu that Master Ma bet his life with that old monk!

    Suddenly, the pharmacist had a fierce look in his eyes: "If Mu'er loses, then kill the old bald donkey and the little bald donkey, and don't let Master Ma die!"

    On the ring, Qin Mu desperately wanted to stabilize his mind, but the life of his closest relatives was involved, how could his heart be calmed down?

    The mute made gestures and made a few ahhhs. The blind man leaned on his crutches and said leisurely: "Don't remind him, this temple fair is a test. After it passes, he will grow up. If he can't make it through, he will still be a child."

    After a while, Qin Mu stood up slowly, looked at the tall and thin young monk opposite, and said slowly, "Monk, do you have a Buddha in your heart?"

    Ming Xin clasped his hands together and said solemnly: "My Buddha is always in my heart."

    Huh¡ª¡ª

    Qin Mu let out a mouthful of turbid air, and the vitality in his body became domineering and fierce, and a lawless aura spewed out from his small body.

    "I!"

    He took a step forward, and the aura gushing out of his small body even gave people a sense of passion as if he was standing tall and strong like a god, and his voice was deafening: "There is no god, no Buddha, no demon in my heart! I am a god, I am a Buddha  , is the devil!"

    As soon as this remark came out, the old monk who was sitting opposite Master Ma showed a startled expression, and turned to look at Qin Mu!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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