Tian Yuan

The young man in Jinpao, a disciple of Zhaixinglou, one of the 36 sects of the Dizhou, is named Wang Anlian.

The inheritance of power is too attractive.

Dongtu Buddha was the last one to come out, and made everyone wait for several hours.If it is said that the Buddha did not get good fortune in the ancient temple, no one would believe it.

Wang Anlian stared straight at Monk Daochen, the greed in his eyes could not be concealed.

More and more unkind eyes fell on Monk Daochen, obviously wanting to question him, not wanting to miss the opportunity of supreme good fortune.

"Something that doesn't know how to live or die."

Chen Qingyuan, who was tasting wine, turned his head and glanced, calmly, and whispered softly.

How can Daochen be an ordinary person to be able to secure the position of Dongtu Buddha.

Maybe Wang Anlian is very confident in his own strength, or he is sure that the Buddhist disciples will not do excessive behavior, coupled with the instructions of the elders of the sect, try to find out the intention of the Buddhist disciples in the East as much as possible.

Therefore, Wang Anlian took this opportunity not only to obtain the supreme good fortune, but also to try the depth of the Taoist monk.

"really."

Su Xingyun agreed.

It is really stupid to use this method to make an enemy of Monk Daochen.

At the gate of the hall, Monk Daochen's way forward was blocked by Wang Anlian, frowning: "Get out of the way."

"If the Buddha satisfies my curiosity and talks about the experience and gains in the ancient temple, I will give way."

Wang Anlian was surrounded by several disciples from Zhaixinglou, as well as many fellows, so he was not afraid at all.

"Amitabha."

Monk Daochen slowly closed his eyes.

Deep in my heart, I couldn't help but recall the conversation I had with the old monk.

"Master, what should I do if my disciple meets a troublesome person?"

"Repeatedly dissuade."

"What if dissuasion is useless?"

"Do you still need to ask? Just do it. As for life and death, it depends on the situation."

"Does this count as murder?"

"Not counting."

With some teachings from the old monk, monk Daochen changed a little bit in his heart.

Buddhism is indeed reasonable, and under normal circumstances they will not do anything.

However, when you meet a guy whose brain is flooded, since the reasoning doesn't make sense, you have to use your fists.

After all, the Buddhist teachings in the secular world can't understand the ignorant people. As a Buddhist disciple, I should help such people to see the Buddha and let the Buddha slowly enlighten them.

After more than ten breaths, Monk Daochen kept his eyes closed and remained silent.

"Buddha, if you agree, don't think about leaving here safely."

Zhaixinglou probably had enmity with Dongtu Buddhist sect, that's why he wanted his disciples to deliberately serve as Monk Chen Chen.

The cause and effect of grievances and resentments many years ago fell on the younger generation.

The responsibility on Monk Daochen's shoulders is not light!

"For a stupid person like the benefactor, the poor monk doesn't want to waste his words. So..." Monk Daochen slowly opened his eyes, golden light emerged from his eyes, his voice became very ruthless, and the temperature around him Suddenly, the chill invaded all directions: "If you don't give way again, the poor monk will send you to see the Buddha."

boom--

A terrifying power of Buddha gushed out from Monk Daochen's body, overturning the ground under his feet, causing the surrounding Tianjiao to retreat a few steps by the powerful pressure.

The first to bear the brunt was Wang Anlian, whose body receded, his face was pale, and his soul trembled.

Such a terrifying coercion made Wang An unable to even have a trace of fighting spirit.

A lot of things can be judged by the power and influence erupted by Monk Daochen.

Just a wave of coercion made Wang Anlian a little unbearable, and a sense of suffocation came over his face. How could he have the right to wrestle with Monk Daochen.

Originally, Wang Anlian thought that even if he was defeated, he could fight Monk Daochen for more than a hundred rounds.

Reality is much crueler than fantasy, and a war is really about to start. Whether Wang An can survive ten moves is a question.

"Buddha..."

This was the first time Chen Qingyuan saw Daochen Buddha's disciple showing his Buddha power, and his heart tightened.

"Worthy of being a Buddhist disciple of the Eastern Land in this world, the coercion is so terrifying, and there are only a handful of his peers."

Su Xingyun's left hand holding the wine glass trembled slightly, feeling extremely restless.According to his speculation, the Buddha must be a cultivator in the transformation stage, and the Buddhism is profound and his strength is unfathomable.

"Didn't you say that Buddhist disciples are more kind?"

Everyone was terrified, and they didn't expect the scene in front of them to happen.

"You..." Wang Anlian lost his original posture, his body trembled slightly, and the shrinking pupils expressed a trace of fear deep in his heart.

Everyone's eyes came together, looking at Daochen Buddha's serious appearance, trembling with fear.

The group of Tianjiao who were coveted just now all cut off their thoughts and panicked.

Except for the top monsters in Dizhou, who can fight Daochen Buddha?

Wang Anlian was terrified and wanted to walk aside, not daring to block the way.However, his body seemed to be locked by Daochen Buddha, unable to move.

"clang!"

Daochen Buddha took a step forward, his body surface shone with golden light, rippling slightly, and issued a soft Buddhist voice.

As Daochen Buddha moved forward, Wang Anlian's pressure increased again!

The other disciples of Zhaixinglou really wanted to step forward to help, but they didn't dare to confront Daochen Buddha head-on, they were anxious and didn't know what to do.

After one breath, Daochen Buddha took another step forward.

Wang Anlian was only ten meters away from the Buddha, and opened his mouth slightly, his white lips trembling uncontrollably.It's not that he is so unbearable, but that facing the power of the Buddha, he really can't maintain his former demeanor.

In this bustling imperial state, Wang Anlian was able to become a core disciple of Zhaixinglou, and was eligible to participate in the Feast of Hundred Meridians, but he had gone through layers of screening and gone through many battles.

No matter from which aspect, Wang Anlian has nothing to do with the weak.

However, at this moment, Wang Anlian is like a small grass in the wasteland, being blown by the violent wind and rain. If he is not careful, he will be uprooted by the strong wind and cut into pieces by the sharp gravel like a sword.

Hey!

Another step.

clatter......

Soon, Daochen Buddha was only two meters away from Wang Anlian.

One step further, Wang Anlian will be swallowed by the endless Buddha power.

Although on the surface the two did not fight, in fact they had already fought, and it was unilaterally crushed by Daochen Buddha.

The spiritual confrontation was so overwhelming that Wang Anlian had no strength to resist.

After a long time, Wang Anlian finally overcame the oppression of Daochen Buddha, broke free from the invisible shackles, bowed his hands in a flustered and nervous salute, and said loudly: "Sorry, I am reckless, I don't know how to measure."

Even if he broke free from the shackles of Fowei, Wang Anlian didn't dare to fight back.

He couldn't think of any other way except bowing his head and apologizing.

As for stepping aside, it would have been difficult for Wang Anlian to move his legs without Daochen Buddha's nod.

"Don't you need a poor monk to send the donor to see the Buddha?"

Daochen Fozi seemed to be thinking about Wang Anlian, and said seriously.