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- No one expected that Tang Sanzang was so fierce. When he stepped on the fat abbot's back, it was like a hallucination - Tang Sanzang was drunk and beat Jiang Menshen, and Sanzang beat a tiger!
Tang Sanzang was not in a hurry to kill the fat abbot. Chu Hao was standing next to him and gave Tang Sanzang a look.
Tang Sanzang understood, grabbed the fat abbot by the neck, and lifted him up.
"Tell me, who gave you that Diamond Sutra?"
The fat abbot¡¯s eyes were full of fear, but he was very tough.
"I am the abbot of Jinguang Temple, the lord of Xisai Kingdom appointed by Xitian. I have practiced Buddhism for many years. Isn't it normal to have a Diamond Sutra!"
Chu Hao sneered, that was not an ordinary Diamond Sutra, there was an inexplicable deep and evil aura on it, it was not an ordinary demon.
However, the fat abbot was still very tough-talking.
"I am the abbot of Jinguang Temple. I serve Amitabha Buddha wholeheartedly. Tang Sanzang, you are a person who worships Buddha and seeks scriptures. We are walking together. You can't kill me!"
Tang Sanzang¡¯s eyes were full of compassion and pity,
"You still call yourself the abbot? Don't you know that this is called salvation?
Amitabha Buddha, if a good man or good woman falls into the path of demons, the poor monk will cause them to be extinguished, and this will gain immeasurable merit. "
The fat abbot was shocked and angry.
"There is no such sentence in the Buddhist scriptures!"
Tang Sanzang was indifferent.
"Now we have it. Let's destroy it!"
The next second, Tang Sanzang suddenly punched out, directly blowing the fat abbot's head off!
Bang!
The fat abbot¡¯s head was like a fruit squeezed out of juice. It rotted into a ball of paste and fell to the ground. It looked very scary.
However, Tang Sanzang was still very kind and professional and began to recite the salvation sutra, which directly saved the fat abbot's soul into the endless purgatory.
It wasn¡¯t until Tang Sanzang punched the fat abbot to death that everyone on the scene reacted.
Especially the monks from Jinguang Temple, all of them had panic written on their faces.
"How is that possible! We obviously have Buddha's light shining on us, so nothing can happen to us!"
"We are protected by the immeasurable powerful people in the West. The Buddha's light from Jinguang Temple shines on us. How could we be injured? Even Tang Sanzang killed the abbot and did not receive any punishment from heaven. This is unreasonable!"
"Could it be that the Western Heaven has abandoned us? Is it that the Buddha's light in Jinguang Temple is fake?"
When this scream rang out, the monks of Jinguang Temple fell into silence.
It sounds like this is true!
Otherwise, their abbot would not have died so mysteriously, without even a splash of water!
Life¡¯s ups and downs come so fast. I didn¡¯t expect things to turn out like this.
I originally thought that the Buddha's light in Jinguang Temple was on, but I didn't expect that their era was still far away!
"Escape!"
When the first monk reacted, he saw some monks running away in panic and leaving the place.
Because they also know that they have now committed a serious crime of rushing against the king and defying the royal authority. In addition, if they are caught, they may become slaves of the Jisai Kingdom for the rest of their lives.
They panicked, and all the monks were like floods, running away in panic.
When the Imperial Master saw this, he snorted coldly,
"How can we allow young people like you to cause harm to the world!"
A writing brush appeared out of thin air in the hand of the Imperial Master, but when he saw the Imperial Master wave his hand, he quickly twisted the ink into a poem,
"The grass in the dark forest is trembling with the wind, and the general draws his bow at night. I look for white feathers in the daytime, but they are lost in the stone edges."
As soon as the poem was finished, I saw arrows condensed out of nowhere in the sky, and then suddenly shot out. The sky was filled with arrows, and they rained down instantly!
Every arrow shot out with a color that pierced the sky, as if streaks of lightning were drawn in the sky.
At this moment, when the group of monks who were fleeing in panic saw the arrow rain coming, they quickly turned around to deal with it:
"Don't run away, show your true skills quickly, otherwise we will all have to stay here!"
"Even if I can't rely on the light of the Buddha in the West, I am still a powerful person in this world. How can I be afraid of this bullshit national master!"
"Recite the scriptures together and fight against this rain of arrows!"
These monks of Jinguang Temple are still very well-trained. Although their abbot is dead, they have exploded with extremely powerful combat capabilities under the threat of death.
? ?Seeing these monks chanting mantras, golden Buddha light condensed on each of them, and even the golden body of an Arhat appeared in the sky.
This is not a Dharma sign that comes from inviting the Buddha. It is completely the power that the monks of Jinguang Temple have cultivated on a daily basis.
This power is also extraordinary.
It¡¯s just ridiculous that although they clearly have the ability to kill evil, they have never used this power to kill evil before. Instead, they used it all to fight against the Sai Sai Kingdom.
At this moment, the arrows released by the master splashed ink and hit the Arhat Dharma image, but only a series of tinkling sounds were heard.
Even though each arrow is enough to break through the rock, the shot on the Arhat's image only splashes a little bit of white light, without any improvement.
The Imperial Master¡¯s eyes narrowed and he snorted coldly,
"How can you allow Arhat to commit sin and dare to change the sun and moon to a new sky!"
Then I saw a pen that looked simple and tattered appeared in the hand of the Imperial Master. Even the pen barrel had some signs of breakage.
However, the Imperial Master held this brush very solemnly,
"This pen is the calligraphy used by my master when he was cutting off enemies at the border. At that time, he also killed a bunch of bugs like you. Now, I also want to use my pen to kill you and other bandits wearing cassocks! A little awe-inspiring spirit, Thousands of miles of joyful wind, here comes the pen!"
As soon as the Imperial Master shouted, he saw an awe-inspiring aura coming from the east in the sky and landing on the tip of the Imperial Master's pen.
The next second, the Imperial Master used this pen to write a poem:
"The long clouds in Qinghai darken the snow-capped mountains, and the lonely city looks into the Yumen Pass in the distance. The yellow sand wears golden armor in a hundred battles, and Loulan will never return it until it is broken."
In the sky, the awe-inspiring energy condensed and turned into a sword warrior wearing golden armor, rushing towards the Arhat above the heads of the monks.
The Arhat Dharma Image instinctively resisted the attack of the extremely powerful golden-armored warrior, but the golden-armored warrior was extremely powerful. He opened the sky with one sword and cut off half of the Arhat's arm!
In an instant, the group of monks in the audience vomited blood and covered their arms, as if they had also been equally injured.
Chu Hao could not help but open his eyes in surprise.
"Master, are you playing something new?"
Chu Hao has never felt this emerging power. This is an energy that is neither mana nor spiritual power, nor the energy of evil spirits.
This is a kind of clear, bright, gentle and sharp power, just like a great Confucian who is calm and awe-inspiring.
Chu Hao was secretly shocked. Could this be Confucianism?
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