Chapter 1015: Meet two holy monks

Zhao Yiming's words were very rude, and these people had no way to refute it. It was as if they had lifted a rock and hit him in the foot.
If you change someone else to do this, you can't say that they can still do it, but the guy in front of you is a holy realm powerhouse and will crush them in all aspects.
Seeing these people silly and not knowing what to say, Zhao Yiming said with a look of disdain: "There is nothing to say to you. At the time, Fa Yan once said that the worry-free master of your temple wanted to see me. I used to. I have been busy, but now I am finally free, so I came to visit."
Abbot Xuan Bei hurriedly said: "The two holy monks have been in retreat all year round. Let me make a notification so that I can be sure if they can meet the teacher."
At this time, a voice came from Hou Shan, saying: "Since the teacher Zhao sees Lao Na, then you can bring the leader over, and let me see what the most famous young handsome face is."
Abbot Xuan Bei bowed respectfully and said: "If you follow the master's decree, please ask Master Zhao to follow me."
Zhao Yiming followed Abbot Xuanbei and went out of the hall to the back mountain. On the mountain road, he saw the little monk sweeping the leaves, and the little monk was carrying a load of firewood, and he should be heading towards the house.
He took a deep look at the little monk. The little monk felt very strange to him, as if it was in front of his eyes, and it seemed that it didn't exist.
He smiled and said, "I don't know who this little monk is, but he is more industrious!"
Abbot Xuan Bei smiled slightly and said, "This is an ordinary little monk in our Chanlin Temple. His Dharma name is true and he is nothing extraordinary, but he is really hardworking."
Zhao Yiming shook his head secretly, but in his opinion, he is now a Saint-level powerhouse, even the peak of the Saint Realm has nowhere to hide in front of him.
Although this little monk felt weird to him, he shouldn't be that strong yet, maybe he was suspicious.
However, he did not expect that nothing in this world is absolute, just like the evil Buddha returning to the truth, not still an existence beyond the holy level.
The little monk Yuan Zhen showed a smile on his face after he left, and said to himself: "Those idiots in the Fa-Zhan League actually pushed such a good guardian out, it's time to beat them."
He said, drew out a firewood, just knocked it vainly, and then said: "This is the maturity for you. In the future, you must have a compassionate heart and stop acting arbitrarily."
At this moment, everyone in the Fa-Zhan League and the Presbyterian Church in the distant sky felt that they had been hit hard, and then these words sounded like Hong Zhong Dalu in their ears.
Each of these monks was very terrified, and could not help but think of a legend. It is said that besides the evil Buddha, there is another and Buddha in this world.
The evil Buddha is weird and boundless, with an evil body and a righteous heart, but it is invincible. It can evoke your inner demons at any time and destroy all your cultivation.
Gods and Buddhas are incomparably mighty, physically and mentally upright, with great aspirations, mobilizing any power between heaven and earth, and can suppress you at any time.
And now this breath is extremely positive, it is obviously the power of gods and buddhas. Compared with evil buddhas, gods and buddhas are even more frightening. Now both of them are dissatisfied with the Dharma Chan League, which makes people not live.
Zhao Yiming suddenly stopped, and he also felt a slight fluctuation in the space just now, but this reality was too mysterious, and he could not capture it.
But that trace of spatial fluctuations, because he was deeply awed in the bottom of his heart, and felt that his power was terribly small compared to the trace of fluctuations just now.
He took a breath in secret, feeling that since he stepped into the Holy Realm, he was a bit proud and complacent, and he didn't put others in his eyes, and he had to make corrections in the future.
Yuanzhen felt the change in his heart, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face. At this time, the air around him was twisted and Guizhen appeared beside him.
Guizhen smiled and said: "I chose a good person! But those stupid people are also really good, actually pushing such talents outward, and also depriving me of my Buddhist status.
What do you think I should do? Motivate their demons and make them all dead, all dead, or all dead, it's really difficult to choose 1 from 3! "
Yuan Zhen sighed softly and said, "They can't die now, and they still need them to promote the process. When this matter is over, I don't care what you choose."
Gui Zhen smiled slightly and said, "Sure enough, it's still so funny. It's not wasted that I abolished my eyes and exchanged you from Abi Hell. I don't know how long my eyes can stay there."
Yuanzhen calmly said, "Many things are not as you and I think, so I can only count one step at a time. I have no interest in staying at the Chanlin Temple, so let's go to other monasteries to do chores!"
The figures of these two monks all gradually faded, and then disappeared between the heavens and the earth, as if they had never appeared before, and in the memory of these monks in Chanlin Temple, there was never a Yuanzhen monk.
Zhao Yiming felt the change again, but he didn't say it. He followed Abbot Xuanbi to a cave entrance. The latter said compassionately, "The two holy monks are here. Guru Zhao, go in by himself!"
Zhao Yiming smiled and nodded, and walked into the cave. He didn't care about any mechanism at all. Anyway, he could return to the space at any time, and no one could trap him.
This is a bluestone road, with mandala flowers planted on both sides, but it is also floral, but he dare not inhale it. Everyone knows that this flower is extremely poisonous.
Soon I came to a pond, which was planted with lotus flowers, and each lotus was very noble and clean. It turned out to be sludge but not stained, clear and not demon.
Right in the middle of the pond is a pavilion. There are two futons in the pavilion, a tall and a thin monk, sitting there sleeping.
Zhao Yiming chuckled, and then shouted loudly: "I don't have such a good patience. You don't want to play this game with me. Either wake up by yourself or wake up the two of you who I beat."
The thin monk opened his eyes and said, "How can young people become so rude now? It's really disappointing. As expected, there is nothing to think about."
Zhao Yiming squinted his eyes slightly. It seemed that this one was the No-Thinking Saint Monk, and the other tall monk should be the Worry-Free Saint Monk.
He sneered and said: "The person who respects others respects him, and the person who degrades can only humiliate himself. Since you don't know self-love, how can you blame others for disrespect."
The two monks opened their eyes at the same time, and four beams shot out.