The East is undefeated

No matter what kind of hatred it is, as long as it's time to repay the grievance, it's enough not to kill.

It is very easy to talk about it, but in the hearts of most monks, it is just an argument.

If someone offends them, that's another way of saying, the donor has sinned a lot, you should come to my Buddha and repent!

In short, in the face of Buddhism, no one can argue with it, no matter what, everything is your fault.

Of course, there are still some truly eminent monks in Buddhism who say what they say, but they are too few.

As for whether Daoxin and the others were real eminent monks, not many people present would care.

It's nothing to do with yourself, and when you face the powerful four great Buddhist monks, as long as you don't target yourself, you can target that woman.

Even if some people with a sense of justice, faced with what the four of Daoxin said, even if they disagreed, they couldn't find any reason to refute it.

There was silence at the scene, but Huang Xuemei sneered even worse, glaring at Daoxin and the others, and said mockingly: "Old bald donkey, that sounds nice, I don't want to argue with you, either you kill me today, or don't stop me!" I."

After all, I am ready to start again.

The faces of Daoxin and the others remained the same, and they were not affected by Huang Xuemei's words at all. After so many years, they had long been used to being scolded, and they didn't care about these words at all.

Seeing that Huang Xuemei wanted to do something, Daoxin clasped his hands together, chanted the Buddha's name, and said in a concentrated voice: "Why should the benefactor be angry, the old monk has something else to ask the benefactor to tell the truth."

Huang Xuemei's eyes were fixed, thoughtful.

Daoxin continued to condense his voice: "I would also like to ask the benefactor, is it the sound of the piano played by you on the Yangtze River that day?"

"Hmph! So what if it's me? So what if it's not me?" Huang Xuemei snorted coldly, and immediately understood the intentions of the four old bald donkeys.

At this time, everyone immediately pricked up their ears. Above the Yangtze River, what a sensitive word!

"That's good! Please let the benefactor tell the four old monks, where is the Eastern Hierarch?" Daoxin finally asked the question that the four of them wanted to ask the most these days.

As soon as this question was uttered, everyone immediately felt a strong sense of gossip and curiosity.

"What do the four great monks mean? Could it be that the rumors are true!"

"Could it be that the rumors are true, that the Four Great Sacred Monks really fought Dongfang Bubai on the Yangtze River?"

"Could it be that this woman interrupted the battle between the Four Great Sacred Monks and Dongfang Bubai?"

"The Four Great Sacred Monks are here, so Dongfang Bubai will come too!"

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The whispered discussions immediately rang out continuously, and no one could bear the curiosity in their hearts, after all, the identities of the two parties were too unusual.

On one side are the four holy monks of Buddhism, the true high-level of Buddhism, and the most powerful force in the whole of Buddhism today.

One side is the No.1 in the world today. He has made great achievements at a young age, and the three generations of the entire Chinese mainland are speechless with overwhelming power. He is the biggest idol in the dreams of countless people.

Under these two sides, even Tian Moqin became a trivial matter.

"Amitabha, the Eastern Hierarch has already embarked on the path of magic, and please ask the female benefactor to tell the four old monks in order to save the world from killing and ruining the family." Daoxin said compassionately seeing that Huang Xuemei was silent.

Daoxin's words were of a high standard. Hearing that there would be less killing and less family ruin, Huang Xuemei couldn't help but think of her own family, and her expression softened.

"Don't say I don't know, even if I know, I won't tell you."

A plain voice sounded, and the four of Daoxin sighed. Although they had no hope that Huang Xuemei would know Dongfang Bubai's whereabouts, there was still a little bit of luck, and now that bit of luck was gone.

Because they could all see that Huang Xuemei really didn't know, not lying.

"Does the benefactor know how the Eastern Hierarch's injuries were that day?" Di Xin asked unwillingly.

Everyone else also stared at Huang Xuemei closely, obviously wanting to know very much.

"Heh!" Huang Xuemei suddenly sneered again, "Even if you know Dongfang Bubai's situation, how can you win him a second time?"

The faces of the four of Daoxin were heavy, for the first time they directly harbored the mentality of dying together, it can be said that Dongfang Bubai was caught off guard, so they were able to trap him so easily.

Once again, Dongfang Bubai has taken precautions, so it will not be so easy.

"No matter what, the four old monks fight this skin, and they will not let the Eastern leader do anything wrong." Daoxin said suddenly, and said firmly.

The other three also showed incomparable determination. The four old faces suddenly looked like four extremely heavy iron lions, making everyone present immediately understand their determination.

This is to entangle his life with Dongfang Bubai to the end!

At the moment, no matter who they are, they have to admit that maybe these four old monks can't be truly self-sacrificing monks.

But they can give up their lofty status and risk their lives to fight Dongfang Bubai, no matter what the reason is, they are worthy of admiration.

The scene was silent for a while, Huang Xuemei raised her brows lightly, and said coldly: "You want to find Dongfang Bubai's troubles, go find them yourself, don't stop me here."

Huang Xuemei's cold drink woke up countless people, and only then did they remember that the demon girl in front of her hadn't been resolved yet?

"Holy Monk, it's better to capture this demon girl first! Save the time and then create murder at will."

"That's right! Holy Monk, take down this demon girl first, or don't you know how many evil things he will do with the Tianmoqin?"

"Kill the witch! Kill the witch!"

"Kill the witch! Kill the witch!"

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In the blink of an eye, the more than 3000 people had already shouted in unison, and the sound waves soared to the sky, they insisted on killing Huang Xuemei.

Huang Xuemei's jade-like face was evil, and her eyes were as indifferent as a thousand-year-old black ice. Although she was not afraid, a feeling of loneliness and powerlessness inevitably came to her heart.

After all, no matter what, she is just a woman. When the pillars supporting her life and revenge were hopeless for 16 years, all kinds of loneliness and exhaustion attacked her together.

Gritting her white teeth tightly, suppressing this feeling of weakness, she clapped her hands together, and put one jade hand on the strings.

"If you want to kill me, then come!"

"Boom!!!!"

While drinking coldly, Yuzhi plucked the strings fiercely, and a huge transparent sound blade about [-] meters long appeared, tearing the air and rushing fiercely towards Agni, Guisheng, He Qinghua and others.

"Hey! Amitabha, the female benefactor is too extreme!" Daoxin sighed.

"Amitabha!"