"Abbot, Jie Chi has returned to his life."

Wuliang opened his eyes slightly but was still holding the Buddha beads in his hands: "Well, very good, Jie Chi, you can go down and rest! You don't have to worry about the rest."

Jie Chi left the abbot's practice room after saluting, Wuliang stared at the direction where Yun Siqi and the others were eating, always feeling that something bad happened, Wuliang wanted to put Yun Siqi and the others aside and let them Understand that my Sanskrit Holy Land will not be born to help them, so there is no need to refuse it on the face of it.

Then Wuliang slowly closed his eyes again, because everything he did now was for Ming Chan, as long as Ming Chan comprehended the Six Paths of Buddhism, it would not be too late, so he didn't want to be too involved with others to delay Ming Chan's cultivation, just I hope that Xu Changfeng and Yun Siqi can feel at ease and don’t make trouble. Wuliang is also sure that these two parties are logically enemies but they came to Sanskrit Holy Land at the same time. There is no secret place to break through suddenly, so Wuliang is not sure what it is, but judging from the feeling, it must not be a good thing.

After Yun Siqi brought Jiang Ling tea from the monk, Jiang Shengtian pretended to take a sip before spitting it on the ground and said casually: "Bah, what kind of shit is this? It tastes like horse urine."

"Amitabha, this benefactor I use tea from Tianshan Mountain. This kind of tea is usually brewed by entertaining people. How could it be bad? Is the benefactor looking for trouble?"

Jiang Shengtian was also talking nonsense: "What bullshit Tianshan Lingcha, this is horse urine. You use horse urine to fool me. I'm not afraid that your abbot will know me."

Yun Siqi and the others also looked at Jiang Shengtian in amazement. They thought he was not very good at talking, but they didn't expect to be so unreasonable. It seems that there will be a fight soon if there is no accident.

"Amitabha, since the benefactor said it was horse urine, why don't you let other benefactors taste it, and then judge whether it is the little monk who soaked it with horse urine." The monk also noticed that Jiang Shengtian was deliberately finding fault, so he directly brought Xu Changfeng and others in to see if it was true. The overall action is still his personal reason.

Xu Changfeng and the others also pretended to take a few sips and vomited all of them out: "Could it be that we are here and you don't welcome them? You want to poison us from the food and tea."

The monk seemed to have expected it, and said calmly, "Amitabha, since several benefactors said it was horse urine, then the little monk will tear this thing off, and I am sorry to spoil the interest of all benefactors."

Jiang Shengtian yelled directly: "Damn, did you make us want to run after drinking? How could such a good thing happen!"

"Amitabha, how do you want to solve this benefactor."

Jiang Shengtian also said sarcastically: "It's simple, if you kneel down and kowtow to me, I will forgive you, how about it?"

The monk still said calmly: "Amitabha, the Buddha said that the knees of the Buddha are born with a thousand pieces of gold, and one kneeling in front of the Buddha is worth ten thousand pieces of gold. If you want to have the knees of the Buddha, you must only kneel and worship the Buddha! So forgive me for not being able to fulfill your request."

"Oh! That means there's nothing to talk about!" Jiang Shengtian threw the teacup to the ground.

The sound of throwing cups also attracted the monks who were in the inner room and the monks who were chanting sutras outside to rush towards Yun Siqi and others. The monk was a little embarrassed but said still: "Amitabha, please respect yourself as a benefactor, the place of Buddhism is pure Can't be so presumptuous."

"A few people don't want to kowtow, then you are ready to be beaten!" Jiang Shengtian directly hit him with a white tiger claw. The monk was shocked that this man had such surging spiritual power at the age of just coming of age, and quickly blurred the immovable power behind King Ming's seal The phantom of the Buddha statue appeared to resist, but Jiang Shengtian was a big realm bigger than the monk. Even with the phantom of Fudo Myoko, he still failed to resist successfully, and was smashed by Jiang Shengtian.

Jiang Shengtian also looked at the monk on the ground with a satisfied face, and then said: "What kind of rubbish monk, even I, a teenager, can't beat me, rubbish!"

The monk who was injured by Jiang Shengtian's claw was also supported by other monks, and then the monk said: "I really didn't expect you to be so powerful, Amitabha, it seems that I have to hand over to the abbot."

"What abbot, you can get out of here!" Jiang Shengtian shot the green dragon phantom, flying all the monks in front of him, and pierced a big hole in the temple. All the monks outside looked at the temple. The outer wall of the temple kept smoking, and all the injured monks were lying inside. It was not that the monks were too weak but Jiang Shengtian was too strong. This situation also attracted the third abbot who was practicing. The movement quickly flew to the temple of Yun Siqi and the others, even Jie Chi had just returned to the room and sensed a trace of murderous aura born in the Sanskrit Holy Land, and hurried out of the room and flew towards Yun Siqi and the others.

The injured monk had already said: "Amitabha, you, the benefactor, have caused a catastrophe. The little monk knows that the benefactor may have a deep background, and the little monk will not hold the benefactor's harm to the little monk. As long as the benefactor leaves the Holy Land of Sanskrit, everything has never happened."

Jiang Shengtian and the others also came out of the house, and came to the courtyard that was pierced by the wall. Jiang Shengtian still refused to let go and said: "The same sentence, kneel down and kowtow to me, I am in a good mood to spare your life. Otherwise you are ready to die!"

Seeing that the injured pair of monks could not be persuaded, they also sat in meditation and chanted Buddhist scriptures, perhaps begging the ancestor of Buddhism to save him, and the rest of the injured pair of monks followed suit and began to chant sutras.

"What a group of monks! You have to recite sutras before you die. If that's the case, then you should die from chanting sutras!"

Jiang Shengtian also sent a voice transmission to Xu Changfeng: "Wang Teng! Do I really want to kill him? If no one comes, how will I end up!"

Xu Changfeng also went back via voice transmission: "Nonsense, if you don't do anything now, won't you admit in disguise that we are looking for trouble? You don't need to kill him, but you can first maim and torture slowly. I don't believe this abbot won't come out."

"Oh ⊙?⊙! So that's it, just do what you say!" Jiang Shengtian rushed forward with the white tiger claws. At this time, he didn't know whether it was the success of the chanting that made the Buddha appear, or there was a special help from the strong. All the injured monks around A golden protective cover appeared and protected it inside. Jiang Shengtian put his paw on the protective cover, but it just sizzled, but it was unscathed, not a single crack.

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