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Chapter 71
The leader of Buddhism is Xishan Buddhist Temple.

At this time, the gate of the mountain was closed tightly, and the big bell of "Dang Dang Dang" came from inside, as well as many chanting scriptures.

Ye Ji stood in front of the mountain gate and knocked on the simple and atmospheric mountain gate.

After knocking for half an hour, no one came to answer the door.

He punched straight up.

Bang!
The mountain gate exploded, and sawdust flew across.

After a few breaths, dozens of bald heads holding wooden sticks appeared behind the mountain gate, their eyes breathing fire.

Then several old monks in brocade robes and cassocks came out of the temple.

"Amitabha, the old monk, Abbot Xishan, is angry."

The benevolent old monk walked to the front, looked at Ye Ji outside the door and said with folded hands.

"May I ask why the benefactor damaged the gate of my temple?"

"Abbot Liaoan, I've been knocking on the door for so long, why didn't anyone come to answer it? And as soon as I broke through the mountain gate, so many monks appeared, why is that?"

Ye Ji questioned with a blank face.

The abbot was neither sad nor happy, and declared a Buddha's name:

"Amitabha, I think the benefactor is also a cultivator in the illusory world. He should know that the world is in chaos now, and my Buddhist school has closed the mountain to hide from the world, and don't ask the world of mortals."

"Today, the benefactor damaged the gate of our temple, so I have to ask the benefactor to stay."

With this words fall.

With a loud shout, eighteen Buddhist bronze figures holding iron rods came out more and more.

Eighteen Buddhist Dharma Protector Arhats are all equivalent to the strength of a human master, forming a Buddhist formation that can be killed by a monk in the master realm.

Liao Chen put his hands together, lowered his eyebrows and looked kindly:
"Amitabha, if the benefactor gives up resistance and enters the wall of my Buddha's gate for ten years, there will be no hindrance."

"Noisy!"

Ye Ji's expression was flat: "In troubled times, Buddhism hides from the world and Taoism helps the world. It's really true."

"Today, I want to take away all the secret books of your Buddhism that have been hidden for thousands of years."

"Bold!"

The eighteen bronze men flew into a rage, like a King Kong glaring at him.

Ling Ran's killing intent soared into the sky, and he quickly formed a Buddha formation.

Roar!The roar of the dragon and the roar of the tiger!

In the Buddha formation, the dragon and the tiger converged, condensed into a solid shape, and roared towards Ye Ji.

"Block the car with the mantis arm."

Ye Ji stood with his hands behind his back, his expression became more and more indifferent, and he spit out a few words.

I didn't see any movement from him, and he took half a step forward slightly.

A circle of red ripples visible to the naked eye spread on itself, moving forward.

hum!
"Pfft!" "Bang!"

The dragon and the tiger were shattered, and the eighteen bronze men spurted blood instantly and flew backwards for tens of meters, life and death were unknown.

The red ripple is still moving forward.

Abbot Liao'an's complexion changed drastically, he pushed his hands flat, and the vast Buddha light burst out all over his body.

boom!
As soon as they made contact, Liao An, the other three leaders, and hundreds of monks were all thrown into the air and seriously injured.

It's really a fly shaking a tree, with no power to resist.

Abbot Liao'an's chest collapsed, he stopped his figure abruptly, and shouted in horror:
"Master save me! Patriarchs save me!"

The background of the Buddhist temple is astonishing. After the Great Treasure Hall, countless old monsters have fallen asleep. At this moment, they were all alarmed by this cry for help.

The realm of Buddhism is consecration, mage, eminent monk, and holy monk, which correspond one-to-one to the Taoist realm of Taoist, human teacher, earth teacher, and heavenly teacher.

In the depths of the Buddhist temple, countless astonishing auras are slowly waking up.

If you feel it carefully, you will be shocked to find that there are dozens of auras of Buddhist eminent monks alone, and there are several half-step holy monks among them.

No superfluous nonsense.

From the depths of the hall came bursts of magnificent Buddhist words.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!"

The huge palm of Buddha light blasted from the depths of the Buddhist temple.

Abbot Liao'an exclaimed: "One of the three great masters, Tathagata palm?"

Legend has it that no one has practiced the palm of the Tathagata for hundreds of years. Unexpectedly, he can see this move in his lifetime!
Buddha's Palm?

Ye Ji looked at the huge palm of Buddha light coming towards him, and shook his head softly: "It's too weak."

Extend one finger and tap lightly.

As if a bubble had been punctured, there was only a click, and the palm of the Buddha Light that was pushing horizontally with the monstrous momentum shattered and dissipated like smoke.

Then, amid the unbelievable eyes of Abbot Lian'an, and the impossible roars of the ancestors hidden deep in the Buddhist temple.

Ye Ji moved and stepped out.

In the bright and dark places of the Buddhist temple, all the monks were stunned and stunned.

He stepped onto nothingness step by step, and looked down at the void above a hundred feet.

At this moment, everyone was terrified.

Floating in the void is the privilege of a holy monk, and he can perceive the aura around the young man similar to that of a martial saint, that is to say, this young man may be an existence of the same level as a holy monk.

Above the nine heavens, an indifferent voice came: "Look, this is the Tathagata Palm!"

The sky suddenly darkened.

Under the terrified expressions of all the monks in the Buddhist temple, terrifying palms hundreds of feet in size pressed down.

Rumble!
The air was squeezed and roared, the hall was collapsing, the ground was cracking, and the terrifying coercion suppressed all the eminent monks to the ground.

The giant palm is still slowly covering it.

"Your Majesty, please stop, forgive us!"

Such a terrifying supernatural power, where did this peerless fierce man come from?

This is a peerless martial sage who reappeared after the martial sage Guan Gong.

The eminent monks and ancestors of the Buddhist temple were horrified and frantically begged for mercy, but the palms continued to get closer and closer.

Just when they were feeling desperate, the palm of the Tathagata disappeared quietly, and the sky was bright again.

Ye Ji fell from the sky.

Hundreds of haggard eminent monks from the Buddhist temple ran out from the deep retreat of the main hall, and stood in front of them tremblingly.

"This deity wants to take away the Buddhist classics, do you have any opinions?"

The high-ranking, domineering tone seemed as if they would destroy the Buddhist temple today if they didn't agree.

The ancestors of the Buddhist temple looked at each other, and all looked at the old monk in the middle.

That was the abbot of the Buddhist temple 200 years ago. He was the highest seniority and the most powerful. He was only one step away from the realm of the holy monk, but it was this step that trapped him for nearly a hundred years.

The old ancestor was full of bitterness, what could he say, who told his family to provoke this fierce god, at this moment, he could only be ruined to eliminate the disaster.

He lowered his eyebrows and clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, please benefactor."

"Don't rush."

Ye Ji outlined a cage of seven emotions and six desires in the void, enveloping the old monk.

For a while, he knew all about the life of the old monk and the secrets of Shaolin Temple.

With a wave of his hand, the dream was shattered, and all the memories of the old monk's experience in the dream were erased.

Whether the pain in the dream reincarnation exists or not is all in his mind.

After finishing all this, he left a sentence of no need to follow, according to the old monk's memory, he walked alone into the main hall of the ancient temple that has survived for thousands of years.

An hour later.

Ye Ji walked out and left.

The monks of Xishan Buddhist Temple were full of fear when they saw the figure flying away.

The old monk looked complicated.

"Amitabha, the power of a martial sage is indeed powerful, and dozens of eminent monks are not his enemies."

Abbot Liao'an walked over at this time, with deep fear in his eyes, that figure was like a god, like a demon, making people despair.

He said in a trembling voice: "Master, that person took away my Buddhist 72 unique skills and three great skills, what should I do?"

"It's okay, I and your other ancestors have learned some of these, and we will write them out later."

"Also, tell the world that all my Buddhist disciples will come down to help the world immediately."

After hearing this, Liao Chen was anxious to say something, but was stopped by the old monk.

"Do as I say."

The old monk's tone could not be rejected, his eyes were deep, and he clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's words:

"Amitabha!"

"Amitabha!"

All the monks of Xishan Buddhist Temple recited the Buddha's name.

(End of this chapter)