I practiced with a cheat

Jinguang Temple is very popular.

Although it was only early morning, there were already many pilgrims who came to worship Buddha. After hearing Zhou Heng's words, these people stopped and looked over.

However, no one stepped forward to stop him. Instead, they all showed an interested expression.

They wanted to watch the excitement.

Monk Shanyuan was a famous master in Yujiang City. He was proficient in Buddhism and had strong martial arts. Now there was a young man who came to challenge him. It was really rare.

How could you not watch such a lively scene?

"Oh?"

Monk Tongzhen heard the words and looked around, seeing the expressions on the faces of many pilgrims.

He showed a sneer on his face, turned his eyes to Zhou Heng, and was about to speak, but suddenly felt a huge mental pressure coming like a tsunami.

This made him open his mouth, but he couldn't make any sound anyway.

"It seems that the master agreed." Zhou Heng smiled lightly, gently turned away Monk Tongzhen, and said to Cheng Jiangjian: "Let's go, let's go in."

"Yes." Cheng Jiangjian nodded lightly, leading the red horse and following closely.

The two of them entered the gate of Jinguang Temple easily, and many pilgrims followed closely, with eager expressions on their faces, and entered Jinguang Temple together.

And Monk Tongzhen could only stand there and watch, unable to take any action at all.

No, not unable.

But dare not!

In fact, Zhou Heng did not block Monk Tongzhen's actions, but used the powerful power of the soul to suppress him mentally.

As long as Monk Tongzhen has the courage to break through this mental suppression, he can move freely.

However, under such suppression, Monk Tongzhen will have a feeling - as long as he acts rashly, some of his consciousness will be wiped out on the spot, and his soul will be annihilated!

He dare not.

Not to mention saying something to stop it, even if he just moved a finger, he dared not!

It was not until Zhou Heng, Cheng Jiangjian and the red horse walked into the gate that Monk Tongzhen felt that the mental pressure dissipated and finally got a breath.

He knelt on the ground all of a sudden, gasping for air like a bellows, and sweating profusely, soaking his monk robe.

"This, this is the soul power of the secret sixth level?" Monk Tongzhen's heart was filled with shock, "How is it possible, how can it be so strong?"

Just now he felt like he had turned into a small boat, and the soul power surging on the opposite side was like a roaring wave, and he could be overturned and shattered at any time.

"Too terrible, too terrifying!" Monk Tongzhen was terrified, and suddenly a thought came to his mind, "Master, is he really a match for this man?"

...

Monk Shanyuan usually meditates in the back hall of Jinguang Temple, and usually no one disturbs him.

After entering Jinguang Temple, Zhou Heng directly locked the position of Monk Shanyuan with his spiritual sense, and walked over with Cheng Jiangjian and the red horse.

Behind the two people and the horse, there was also a large group of pilgrims.

Such a spectacular lineup also attracted many pilgrims who were already in Jinguang Temple.

Many people came to ask.

When they learned that someone was going to challenge Shanyuan Monk, most people showed their expectations and excitement.

Some people even took the initiative to show Zhou Heng the way.

However, Jinguang Temple is essentially a martial arts hall after all, with many apprentices and instructors, and there are many seventh- and eighth-grade warriors.

Zhou Heng made such a big noise, and naturally he couldn't hide it from these people.

"Stop!"

"Who?!"

A group of martial monks rushed over, with more than a hundred people. The more than ten people leading were all seventh-grade warriors, and they were the martial arts instructors of Jinguang Temple. Behind them were about a hundred apprentices, all of whom were ninth-grade warriors.

Even if these apprentices were all the apprentices in Jinguang Temple's martial arts hall, it was shocking to have more than a hundred apprentices who stepped into the ninth grade at the same time.

In Daqi, even the core martial arts halls under the top martial arts sects rarely achieved such results.

"Stop! Who are you and what are you doing here?!" One of the seventh-rank martial arts instructors rushed out of the crowd, came to Zhou Heng, pointed at him and asked: "This is a peaceful place for Buddhism, what are you going to do..."

Before he finished speaking, the instructor's voice stopped abruptly. He found that he could open his mouth, but he couldn't make any sound at all.

This immediately terrified him, and he looked at Zhou Heng in disbelief.

"Since this is a peaceful place for Buddhism, you think it's not good for me to do this." Zhou Heng still had a gentle smile on his face, and said: "Then let's turn this place into a Taoist temple, how about it?"

"You?!" A group of apprentices from the Jinguang Temple martial arts hall were immediately furious, pointing at Zhou Heng and roaring: "Where did you come from, wild Taoist priest, aren't you afraid that Buddha will be angry and send you to hell?"

"Sorry, I'm not under the jurisdiction of Buddhism!" Zhou Heng snorted coldly and continued to move forward.

After walking a few steps, he saw a Buddha statue on the side of the road. He raised his hand and pointed, and the true energy surged, turning into a green sword light, instantly covering the stone statue.

Under the carving of the sword light, the stone statue changed its appearance in a blink of an eye, from the original compassionate Buddha to a Taoist Tianzun with his hands holding a seal, tall and clear.

The pilgrims around were all extremely excited to see this scene, and some even trembled with excitement, as if they had seen something rare that they had never seen before in their lives.

"Crazy, this is a madman!" A group of martial arts apprentices said angrily: "How dare you blaspheme the Buddha? After you die, you will go to hell and never be reborn!"

"Hmph!" Cheng Jiangjian suddenly snorted coldly, and her extremely sharp eyes swept across the body of the Jinguang Temple apprentices like a sword, "You are so brave!"

Her voice was full of strong spiritual will, and there was also the bonus of true energy. It sounded loud in people's ears, and immediately made these Jinguang Temple martial arts apprentices tremble in their hearts and fear. They closed their mouths and dared not speak again.

"Two donors, you came to visit early in the morning, and I am sorry for not welcoming you! Sin, sin!"

At this time, the voice of monk Shanyuan came. He had already walked out of the meditation room, clasped his hands together, and came slowly. His eyebrows were compassionate and calm, and he smiled and said: "I don't know what the two donors want to do here?"

"I heard that the master has profound Buddhist teachings and powerful martial arts. I am curious and come to ask for advice." Zhou Heng bowed slightly.

"Me too." Cheng Jiangjian also nodded.

"Amitabha, this is the Pure Land of Buddhism, it is not suitable for fighting." Monk Shanyuan clasped his hands together and shook his head, saying: "Although you young people are hot-tempered, you should always have martial ethics and not disturb the Buddha here."

"No need." Zhou Heng shook his head directly and said: "Master, you only need to call yourself a poor Taoist, change the monk's robe into a Taoist robe, change the temple into a palace, and change the Buddha's golden body into a statue of the Heavenly Lord. Naturally, this is not a pure place for Buddhism."

"..." Monk Shanyuan was silent for a while after hearing this, and then snorted coldly: "Young man, do it, you are on your own!"