The juniors are all bosses, so I can only hang up

Compared with Dong Xuzi who pushed all the way across, Ouyang, who regained the wheelchair and lay down, leaned comfortably on the back of the wheelchair, squinting at Pu Cong who straightened his waist.

When Dongxuzi was still there, Pu Cong didn't dare to breathe, but now that Dongxuzi left, there was only one kid in the foundation building stage left, so there was nothing to be afraid of!

Pu Cong, who felt that he was doing it again, sneered at Ouyang, raised his hand and grabbed Ouyang who was yelling at him just now.

I can't beat the old ones, and I can't beat the young ones in the foundation building period?

A huge golden palm suddenly formed and grabbed Ouyang fiercely.

"Do I look so easy to handle?" Ouyang looked at Pu Cong who suddenly attacked him, with a trace of depression on his face, and then his true energy surged, and he slapped the huge golden palm fiercely.

"boom!"

A huge air explosion sounded, and Pu Cong and the white elephant behind him were directly shot into the city wall by Ouyang.

Golden blood flowed from all the orifices in Pu Cong's body, like a golden blood gourd.

But with a flash of Buddha's light, Pu Cong in front of him returned to normal again, but there was a trace of fear in his eyes looking at Ouyang.

Some people just owe it, and it is better to be honest than to be slapped!

Ouyang sighed, put away the wheelchair, and walked straight to Pu Cong.

Pu Cong raised his hand to make a warning gesture, but he was surprised to find that his real energy quickly faded towards the dantian, and in the blink of an eye, only the foundation-building stage remained.

Before Pu Cong could react, Ouyang raised his hand and wanted to slap him, but just as he was about to slap him, he suddenly remembered that he seemed to have only slapped his own son, so he turned his palm into a fist and hit Pu Cong hard on the abdomen. above.

The fullness of the punch to the flesh made Pu Cong arch his body directly, and opened his mouth wide to let out a scream. The whistling sound followed, and Ouyang directly kicked Pu Cong to the ground.

Pu Cong, who was lying on the ground, felt dizzy. When did he build his foundation?

600 years ago, or 800 years ago?

This feeling of weakness made Pu Cong feel extremely uncomfortable.

Before Pu Cong could get used to his suddenly frail body, Ouyang squatted down and looked carefully at Pu Cong with pimples in front of him, and asked curiously: "Why are you different from a bald donkey? Is the pimple a tumor? Do you want help? I'll be a thief 6!"

Although Pu Cong didn't understand what Ouyang was talking about, he saw Ouyang take out a kitchen knife from the storage space and gesticulate on his head!

"Senior! Some young monks don't know Taishan and offended senior, please forgive me!" Pu Cong quickly apologized to Ouyang, and at the same time, he was about to scold this big monk pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger to death today!

Obviously they are both great monks, yet one pretends to be in the out-of-body stage, and the other goes too far, pretending to be the most rubbish foundation-building stage!

He was clearly fishing for himself!

I am also really stupid, I bit such a straight hook twice!

Only now did Pu Cong come to understand, how dare he blatantly make a fuss in Dalingshan Temple, one of the Nine Great Sacred Sites?

Sure enough, it's not that other people are sick, but that I am sick!

Ouyang took a kitchen knife and tapped on Pu Cong's head. It's really a sarcoma. It's more than a dozen by visual inspection. This kid looks like he has advanced brain cancer!

Fortunately, I met myself who is a master of medicine today. He is really a brat who deserves to die!

Holding the kitchen knife in both hands, Ouyang slashed vigorously, along the tip of Pu Cong's nose, and chopped it on the bluestone board in front of Pu Cong.

Watching the scene where he was slaughtered at a very close distance, Pu Cong almost lost his courage.

The guy wielding the kitchen knife apologized repeatedly: "I'm sorry, my hands are shaking a little, come again!"

"What do you want to know, I'm sure you know everything you want to know, and you can talk endlessly!" Pu Cong's nose was streaming with tears, and the statue of the solemn Bodhisattva just now was no longer there.

The kitchen knife in Ouyang's hand kept scratching back and forth on the bluestone board, and asked with great interest, "What's the matter with you and this city?"

Compared with Dong Xuzi's direct flat push without talking about any process, Ouyang became interested in how Pu Cong is connected with the whole city in front of him.

When Pu Cong heard Ouyang's question, he immediately answered, "Boss, this is King Daming's sleepwalking in the Western Paradise, find out the secret method to revitalize my Buddhism!"

"Oh? The secret method of revitalizing Buddhism?" Ouyang looked at Pu Cong, who had obviously become a little fanatic when he mentioned King Daming, and immediately became interested.

The Great Ming King that Pu Cong said should be Huizhi, but compared to Huizhi in Jiuyou, Huizhi who is squatting in Dalingshan Temple is probably already possessed by demons.

But what Ouyang didn't expect was that Huizhi, who had already been enchanted, still didn't forget the matter of revitalizing Buddhism. It seemed that he was obsessed with this matter to the bone!

After Pu Cong's detailed explanation, Ouyang also roughly understood what the so-called secret technique was all about.

This city was sacrificed from Pu Cong's natal magic weapon in front of him!

By recruiting ordinary mortals to become believers, and then absorbing believers to believe in Buddhism, the strength of monks can be greatly improved.

On the one hand, through the power of faith, the cultivation base of Buddhist monks will increase significantly, and on the other hand, through continuous absorption of believers, Buddhism will grow stronger!

For monks, this method does not have any bottlenecks. As long as the power of faith absorbed is enough, the cultivation level of transformation will be higher!

And in order to improve their cultivation faster, the monks will recruit mortals to become believers even more frantically!

Ouyang gasped when he heard what Pu Cong said.

Hiss, is this him? Isn't this the way Xiaobai's Fengshen followed?

Unexpectedly, Huizhi became a young genius after being enchanted, and thought of the method of believing in incense one step earlier than Xiaobai!

Sure enough, you can't underestimate any genius in this world!

However, bundling this belief in the form of religion is prone to problems!

Ouyang looked around and there were no emotions or desires at all, only the devout believers in Buddhism remained.

These people who have become monks' cultivation tools naturally have no worries about food and clothing, but in this life, they only have faith in the Buddha, and what is the difference between them and a bunch of walking dead who can only produce the power of faith?

Ouyang's eyes turned cold. If this continues, a vicious circle will be formed. Countless monks will raise the living beings like livestock, and in order to compete for believers, countless bloody storms will inevitably be set off.

Several religions in the previous life were able to produce dog brains, but now Buddhism allows the monks to develop their own believers, let alone produce dog brains, I am afraid they can all chop each other into scorpions!

Ouyang sighed slightly in his heart: "This secret method is more terrifying than the magic cultivator. One wants to destroy a living being physically, and the other wants to destroy a living being spiritually!"

"Does this secret method have a name?" Ouyang asked.

Pu Cong said enthusiastically, "This is the Buddha Kingdom of Wanli!"