Chapter 652: Poor monk day you ancestors!

The visitor was not an acquaintance, but Gu Tianyi and the others looked at each other and were puzzled.
This person is also a monk, but in terms of temperament, he is very different from the two of Prajna Buddhism.
In terms of appearance, the monk's face is like a jade, lips are like fat, his appearance is dignified, and the tree is near the wind. He is definitely a beautiful man. However, wearing a golden monk robe, a string of prayer beads made of suet-fat jade hung around his neck, and his hands were covered with shiny fingers and rings.
Spiritual power surged, and a golden monk's robe moved without wind, revealing the golden rings on the wrists and ankles. The Qiankun bag hanging on the waist is decorated with many precious stones.
From head to toe, jeweled and dazzling.
Vulgar, vulgar!
It's just that you can't look on the face. This person dared to call the monk of Prajna Buddhism a bald donkey. Two messages can be obtained from it. First, he is not a person of Prajna Buddhism. Second, he has a background and his own strength is certainly not bad.
Huikong Huiyun looked at the golden robe monk, a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes.
"Where is the wild monk, dare to speak wild words, no one in the world knows that my Prajna Buddhism is the sacred place of Buddhism. All people who face the Buddha are respected by Prajna Buddhism. You, such as a city appearance, are also worthy of a Buddha. Yi? It's an insult to Buddhism!"
"Hmph, the dress is tacky, but there is not a trace of Buddha's light on his body. I am afraid that he is a demon monk who is still swindling everywhere under the banner of Buddhism. My brothers and sisters are about to save the dead, and I don't have time to spend more time with you, a wild monk. Leave quickly, so as not to suffer from flesh and blood!"
From beginning to end, their goal was only the Lingbao and Demon Pill of Gu Tianyi, and they never paid attention to the golden robe monk.
"The so-called Buddha light is nothing more than a useless thing caused by the practice of your Prajna Buddhism. Just judging a person's level of Dharma by appearance is a violation of Buddhism. As everyone knows, Bodhisattvas and Buddhas have no form, as long as they are in their minds. If there is a Buddha, everyone is a living Buddha."
The golden robe monk said.
Hearing this, the two of Huikong and Huiyun, who were originally calm, actually gave birth to a trace of anger.
"Bah, you demon monk, you are absolutely nonsense and insulting Buddhism. I will ask you where you came from, what merits you have, how many scriptures you have chanted, and how many holy monks and Buddhas you have seen before you dare to assert the Buddha's appearance. Prajna Buddhism is recognized as the holy place of Buddhism in Kyushu. The Dharma is exquisite and exquisite. The Buddha's light from cultivation can save the world, what is it useless!"
Hui Kong pointed at the golden robe monk and scolded angrily.
"The Prajna Buddhism has a false name. The so-called holy monk and big Buddha are nothing more than mundane people dressed in Buddha costumes. There is only one real Buddhist holy land in the Kyushu mainland, and that is Bodhi Yunzhou, Xiaoleiyin Temple. All over the world , There is only one person worthy of the name of a holy monk, and that is my master, Master Xuanzang."
Xiao Leiyin Temple, Master Xuanzang, are two strange words.
Gu Tianyi and others know very little about the mainland of Kyushu. The only knowledge they have is obtained from the ancient tea mouth. Although Luo Chenfeng has the remnant soul of Sirius Demon Venerable in his body, his knowledge of the Nine Provinces Continent still remains more than 7,000 years ago.
Seven thousand years, in this long period of time, the vicissitudes of life, the years have changed, and the changes have been great.
Therefore, his words can only be used as a reference, not a standard.
"Ancient Tea once said that Prajna Buddha Sect was the overlord of Bodhi Yunzhou and did not mention Xiaoleiyin Temple. Is this Jinpao monk serious?"
Gu Tianyi retreated to Luo Chenfeng and the others, lowered his voice.
"Follow him, now that the three monks are facing each other, we are safe for the time being. However, Xiao Leiyin Temple, this name is really loud. The abbot will not call himself yellow eyebrows, there are five hundred students, haha."
Luo Chenfeng smiled.
"..."
Gu Tianyi was speechless for a while, when is the time, this guy is still thinking about joking.
When the golden-robed monk said the names of Xiao Leiyin Temple and Master Xuanxun, his face couldn't help showing a touch of arrogance. But Huikong and Huiyun both glanced at each other subconsciously, frowning slightly.
"It turned out to be the disciple of the old thief Xuanxun, no wonder he was talking nonsense and unconscious."
Huiyun's voice turned cold, said.
"The old thief Xuanxun is a scum of Buddhism. Prajna Buddhism once asked him to join the Buddhist sect based on the belief that the world is a family of Buddhas. Who knows that the old thief does not know how to promote, not only rants, but also hurts my Kongfeng Uncle. This account, the poor monk will collect it from you demon monk!"
Hui Kong folded his hands together, a ruthless color flashed in his eyes.
Seeing the two men at their swords, the golden-robed monk couldn't help but sneered, and said, "Why do these two call themselves eminent monks, why do they say such vulgar words? Everyone is a civilized person, so you can't be as elegant and refined as a poor monk. Are some? Amitabha, two, you ancestors on the poor monk day."
"Monk, looking for death!"
The two Prajna Buddhism screamed at the same time, their hands clasped together, the Sanskrit sound was mastered, the light of the Buddha rose into the sky, and the two golden Buddhas were solidified behind them.
This Buddha, like a martial soul and not a martial soul, is like pouring gold, but as flexible as a body of flesh and blood.
At the moment when the Buddha emerged, the cultivation bases of the two of Huikong Huiyun were revealed. They were Wuwang eightfold and Wuwang sevenfold.
"Good fellow, no wonder these two bald donkeys dared to be so arrogant. They turned out to be so strong. The Jiuzhou Continent is really amazing."
Luo Chenfeng said with emotion.
Think about how impulsive he was just now, when he shot the two of them, he was suddenly afraid.
It's just that the two are so strong, how can this golden-robed monk be an opponent?
Looking at the back of the golden-robed monk, Gu Tianyi persuaded: "Thank you, Master, for your help, but it's me that they are going to target today, so I won't bother Master taking this trip into the muddy water."
After all, as long as they detonate the Life and Soul Splitting Talisman, the two people of the Prajna Buddhism Sect, the largest of the nine states, will have nowhere to find them.
"As the saying goes, the Buddha is predestined, and all the poor monks and monks are predestined. Today you are in trouble, how can the poor monks stand by and watch. The donor waits a moment, and the poor monks have solved the two bald donkeys of the Prajna Buddha sect. Talk in detail with everyone who is destined."
He called the two monks of Prajna Buddhism bald donkeys, but if he had forgotten, he was also bald.
Two golden Buddhas attacked, and no one cared about this detail in a hurry.
"Amitabha!"
The golden-robed monk folded his hands together and announced the Buddha's horn.
At that moment, the whole temperament changed drastically. The mundane aura is removed. Although it is a mortal body, it is born like a living Buddha, giving birth to the thought of worshipping the people who have seen and heard.
At this moment, compared with the golden-robed monks, the two of the Prajna Buddhism are really like ordinary people wearing only a Buddha costume.
"Buddha!"
The golden-robed monk gave a soft drink, and between his hands, a golden Buddha print was condensed in his palm.
At the moment it was shot, four phantom shadows wafted out of a Buddha seal, and then it became solid. Although they are manifested together, each is different.
"Ming Wang Tianxiang!"
Five Buddha seals, floating around the golden robe monks in the sky, shrouded in the light of the Buddha, as if there were five solemn and solemn gods and Buddhas slowly descending.