This sudden sound of Buddha Zen, Ye Junlang heard it, Mo Qing also heard it, and everyone in the audience heard it.

When I first heard it, the sound of Buddha and Zen seemed to come from far away, but in people's ears, it seemed to be close to my eyes.

When Ye Junlang waited until he heard this Buddha Zen, he didn't have any special feelings, but he just felt strange how could there be a Buddha Zen sound in the deep mountain hinterland of Lingxiao Peak?

Still at such a moment, this seems a little abrupt and a little strange.

As for Mo Qing's side, the others were fine, but Mo Qing's face changed suddenly, and he who was originally stepping towards Ye Junlang actually stopped involuntarily, and at the same time, the cold hairs on his body actually stood up, as if he had seen some great terror.

Whether it was Ye Junlang or the Demon Saint Son over there in the Demon Sect Holy Land, they didn't have a very special feeling.

But Mo Qing is different, as a half-step martial saint, he clearly feels the coercion that is crushing invisibly, mighty, and boundless, containing a kind of upright power of Buddhism.

This invisible coercive momentum can only be sensed by a powerhouse like Mo Qing who has reached the half-step Martial Saint Realm.

In other words, the person who came deliberately let him sense it, so that Mo Qing knew the difficulty and retreated.

In fact, Mo Qing also retreated, and when he stopped, he couldn't help but take a few steps back, his thin old face was full of horror.

"Amitabha!"

Another Buddha Zen sounded, and then on the right, from a mountain forest, an old monk in Tsing Yi walked over.

I saw this old monk with his hands folded, wearing a blue robe and green straw sandals, like an ascetic. His eyebrows are already gray, but he is a treasure**, and his expression is solemn but he gives a kind of compassionate spirit.

In the past four weeks, there have been disciples in the Demon Sect Holy Land, but none of these ambushed Demon Sect disciples have seen how this old monk appeared.

As if it appeared out of thin air, it suddenly appeared and walked forward.

The old monk himself did not look imposing, and seemed very peaceful, just like the ascetics he saw in some wilderness and barrenness.

However, when the old monk in Tsing Yi appeared and walked forward, Mo Qing's face immediately changed, and even his breathing became a little unnatural, and his old eyes stared at the actions of the old monk in Tsing Yi, as if he was settled, he didn't dare to move a little.

The old monk in Tsing Yi seemed to be in a no-man's land, completely ignoring the existence of Mo Qing and the others, he folded his hands and walked straight in front of Ye Junlang, looking at Ye Junlang with a pair of eyes full of great wisdom, as if he was carefully scrutinizing.

Ye Junlang was a little dazed, he didn't know this monk at all.

But he also noticed the subtle changes in the scene, the most obvious change was the coercion and persecution emanating from Mo Qing's body, which was now completely gone.

He couldn't feel any of the suppression of a sage's aura from Mo Qing's body at all, and Mo Qing seemed to be very jealous of this old monk, and the whole person had completely retreated to the same place.

Bai Xian'er on the side looked at the old monk in Tsing Yi, as if she remembered someone, her eyes showed a touch of respect, and she couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief in her heart.

"The poor monk is bitter, I have seen my senior brother. ”

The old monk in Tsing Yi clasped his hands together towards Ye Junlang, bowed his head slightly, and spoke.

Division...... Brother?

Ye Junlang was completely stunned, and he subconsciously touched the top of his head...... Fortunately, my hair is still there, and I haven't left home yet.

What's going on with this monk?

How do you call yourself a senior brother?

He is at least three times his age, and in any way, he shouldn't call himself a senior brother.

"This master, are you calling me senior brother? Do you recognize the wrong person?" Ye Junlang smiled bitterly and asked.

The self-proclaimed Kuzhu monk in Tsing Yi said: "Wait for the poor monk to solve the current matter first, and then tell the senior brother in detail." ”

Saying that, Master Kuzhu turned to look at Mo Qing, he still had a treasure-like face, but when facing Mo Qing, his eyes were wide open, faintly giving people a kind of supreme power of angry King Kong, and there was a magnificent and boundless Buddhist Dafa being demonstrated.

"Amitabha, the poor monk Kuzhu has seen Lord Mo. ”

Master Kuzhu was the first to speak.

Mo Qing hurriedly returned the salute and said, "Don't dare to be, don't dare to be." I don't know if Master Kuzhu is here to find the ghost doctor's senior?"

Mo Qing looked very polite, and asked cautiously.

Master Kuzhu shook his head and said, "Definitely. The monks do not lie. The poor monk felt that the Mo Shi was too demonic and would harm others and himself. He specially came to ask the Mo Shi Master to put down the butcher's knife, get rid of his demonic nature, and take refuge in the Buddha. ”

Mo Qing's face changed suddenly after hearing this, and he had an urge to scold his mother in his heart.

Put down the butcher's knife and get rid of your own demonic nature?

To put it bluntly, what's the difference between that and abolishing his own martial arts?

He is cultivating the exercises of the Demon Sect Holy Land, and he will definitely condense a demonic qi himself. Because most of the exercises in the Demon Sect Holy Land are biased towards yin and evil, revealing a strong demonic aura.

Mo Qing understood what he meant as soon as he heard Master Kuzhu's words, to put it bluntly, he wanted to abolish his own martial arts, so that the exercises of the Demon Sect Holy Land that he had cultivated would be destroyed, and slowly his own demonic nature would disappear.

Mo Qing's eyes sank, and he said slowly: "Kuzen Temple has never interfered in the affairs of the ancient martial arts world. Master Kuzhu, is this about to break the vow?"

"Amitabha. Destroying demons and defending the path is the duty of the monks. Since you have encountered it, why not take action by the way, lest there be another demon in this world. Master Kuzhu said.

"You-" Mo Qing was angry, but he didn't dare to act rashly, there were three strange people in the ancient martial arts world, and Master Kuzhu was one of them.

Master Kuzhu is a Buddha in his heart with asceticism, and he basically walks like an ascetic monk in some desolate and barren places all the year round, he is penniless, and relies on fasting to solve the problem of food and clothing, and everywhere he goes, he will promote Buddhism and help others.

Therefore, Master Kuzhu basically did not appear in the ancient martial arts world, nor did he interfere in the affairs of the ancient martial arts world.

However, there is no force in the ancient martial arts world that dares to underestimate the Kuchan Temple, there are not many monks in the Kuzen Temple, but all of them are practicing Buddha with asceticism and at the same time, they have also cultivated an unfathomable martial arts realm.

Among them, Master Kuzhu is the most, and when it comes to the realm of martial arts, he is already a martial saint.

This is the reason why Mo Qing is extremely afraid.

Although he was a half-step Martial Saint, he was nothing in front of a powerhouse of the True Martial Saint Realm.

"Master Kuzhu, there have been no grievances and no festivals between the Holy Land of my Demon Sect and the Kuzen Temple, and the well water does not interfere with the river water. Why is Master Kuzhu so aggressive?"

Mo Qing said stubbornly.