Fight Back, Rich Second Generation!

I saw a phantom of a god standing in the mid-air behind Han Yi, majestic and huge, like a rainbow.

The figure of that god seems to be a Taoist god, with a floating aura, such a carefree figure.

As soon as the figure of this god came out, it shocked the crowd and overwhelmed the phantom of the Buddha summoned by the little monk.

Everyone was gradually getting lost in the little monk's Buddha light, their eyes were blurred, and they were slowly kneeling down to worship again.

But as soon as the figure of the Taoist god summoned by Han Yi appeared, everyone's bodies were shocked, and they were freed from the influence of the Buddha's light, and their eyes regained clarity.

"What is this? It looks like a god!"

"What a god, with a leisurely aura that makes people awe-inspiring!"

"The young master of the Han family can actually summon gods. It's so powerful, even more shocking than the Buddha summoned by the master!"

"Four Eight Zero" "It turns out that this little handsome guy is really better than the master, and it's not just talking on paper!"

Everyone broke away from the influence of the little monk's Buddha's light and regained their consciousness. They immediately discussed and looked at Han Yi with shock.

It turned out that when Han Yi was bowing, he silently shouted the skill of "Taoist Heavenly Master" in his heart, summoning the phantom of Taoist gods and displaying them in the world.

Just after Han Yi summoned the phantom of the Taoist god, the imposing manner was grand and suppressed everything. Under the illumination and suppression of the figure of the god, the phantom of the Buddha of the little monk began to dissipate slowly and disappeared into the void.

The little monk felt that the Buddha's light was gradually dissipating, so he couldn't help being anxious, and the voice of chanting became faster and louder, but he vomited blood again in a hurry, but he ignored him, regardless of his pale face, and vowed to overwhelm Han Yi.

But obviously it didn't work, Han Yi's divine figure was unstoppable, no matter how much the little monk chanted, it was useless, the Buddha's light was still slowly dissipating, and the phantom of the Buddha was also looming, as if he was about to disappear.

"Han Yi really knows the tricks of the master. Could it be that Han Yi is the master of Taoism?"

"Yes, yes, and the gods summoned by Han Yi are even more dazzling than the master's Buddha figure, which is really shocking!"

"In the past, I only knew that Han Yi had a great background, but I didn't want to have such strength!"

Han Yi's classmates saw that Han Yi was so powerful that he could really summon gods, and even suppressed the little monk's Buddha phantom into the air. They were all very surprised and discussed in low voices.

Some girls were even jealous, looking at Han Yi with extremely hot eyes.

"I don't know if Han Yi has a girlfriend? If only he could take a fancy to me!" some girls secretly thought.

At this time, Lu Jiayue also had no intention of converting to Buddhism. Looking at Han Yi, her thoughts were unclear.

"I didn't expect him to be so powerful, he seems to be omnipotent, can he really fall in love with me?" Lu Jiayue thought sadly in her heart.

Han Yi made a bow, and after calling out the Taoist gods, he put his hands behind his back, looked at the little monk with a sneer in his eyes, and wanted to see how he would deal with it.

The little monk saw that no matter how much he recited the scriptures, it was useless. The Buddha's light was still gradually dissipating.

The little monk was furious in his heart, his eyes were red, with the meaning of madness.

At this moment, he has already bet everything, if he can't influence everyone and Han Yi, he will lose completely and cannot stand up.

So his eyes were frantic, and the sound of chanting became more and more urgent. Every sentence of the Diamond Sutra resounded through the hall, as if it wanted to penetrate deeply into the hearts of everyone.

But it still couldn't stop the suppression of Han Yi's divine figure, and the Buddha's light was still slowly dissipating.

The little monk was full of unwillingness, unwilling to be suppressed like this, unwilling to fail like this.

The more anxious the little monk read, the paler his face became, almost as white as paper.

The surrounding monks were also very surprised to see that Han Yi really summoned the phantom of a god like a little monk.

But seeing the young monk's pale face and crumbling body, no matter how much he chanted the scriptures, he couldn't stop the Buddha's light from dissipating.

So all the monks looked at each other and sat down cross-legged on the spot in tacit understanding.

"What are they going to do? Are they also summoning the Buddha?" A passenger asked in surprise.

"I don't know, but I don't think it's possible. If all the monks are so powerful, Hongshan Temple will be more than this!"

"Let's see what they do!"

Han Yi also looked at the monks with great interest, wanting to see what they were up to...

He didn't care what tricks those monks made, he must have suppressed them today.

Now what he cares about is not the system of the little monk, but the Buddhism represented by the little monk.

In his opinion, Buddhism is all about demagogy, and they use fortune-telling to fool tourists. As a Taoist celestial master, this is absolutely intolerable, and the arrogance of Buddhism must be suppressed.

All the monks sat down cross-legged on the spot, with their hands folded in front of their chests.

Then they all spoke and followed the little monk to recite the Diamond Sutra.

As many monks from Hongshan Temple recited the Diamond Sutra together, the sound resounded through the hall, deafening and awe-inspiring.

The scriptures recited by the monks are like strands of power, which can be blessed in the phantom of the Buddha.

The phantom of the Buddha, which was slowly dissipating, stopped the trend of dissipating at this moment, and with the sound of the monks' scriptures, the phantom of the Buddha returned to its previous state in an instant.

Seeing this, the little monk and all the other monks were overjoyed, they didn't expect to have such an effect, and couldn't help but recite even more vigorously.

The voices of the monks chanting scriptures gradually converged into one, as if one person was chanting scriptures, grand and serious.

As the voices of the monks chanting sutras merged into one, the phantom of the Buddha suddenly burst into golden light, and the whole body was radiant. 5.6 seemed to be condensed into a solid body, and the monks were ecstatic.

The passengers present were already a little numb, but they were still shocked to see such a miracle.

I didn't expect many monks to work together, but it had such an effect, as if to summon the phantom of the Buddha from the void.

"The master is still amazing, the Buddha is about to appear in the world, and he will definitely be able to suppress that god!" Some people have always been loyal believers of the young monk, and they couldn't bear Han Yi's insult to Buddhism and wanted to suppress the Buddha. At this time, they seemed to be winning when they saw the young monk, and they couldn't help being overjoyed.

"Yes, yes. The Buddha is always a Buddhist, and outsiders can't help but disrespect him!"

At this time, everyone retreated a certain distance, gathered around as if they were watching a play, and talked about it. .