Chapter 220: Famous and ugly

"Buddhism is originally something from the West. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThe so-called Buddhas, I have not seen the classics, and I don't know the origin. Primordial Saint Emperor, Infinite Saint Emperor, True Martial Saint Emperor, the three Saint Emperors are the common gods of our human race......"

On a bright spring day, Lu Jun's loud voice was like a bell, buzzing and reverberating, and it could be heard clearly within a radius of several miles.

Lu Jun also saw that Gao Zhengyang's cultivation was far inferior to him, and deliberately bullied him in this way.

It doesn't necessarily make sense to be loud, but it undoubtedly has the upper hand in momentum.

The many pilgrims standing in the courtyard of Tianma Temple were all buzzing with Lu Junzhen's ears, and their heads were dizzy, and they couldn't stand steadily.

Everyone was still quite angry, and they couldn't get used to Lu Jun and others. At this time, their faces changed greatly, and there was no anger at all. No one dared to stare at Lu Jun anymore.

In this world, after all, the strong are respected. Everyone agrees with this.

Lu Jun showed great strength and intimidated everyone at once.

"The three Holy Emperors, there is no doubt that they are naturally the supreme god lords. ”

Gao Zhengyang smiled slightly and said softly.

Gao Zhengyang's voice is clear and mellow, if it is chanted, it is pleasant and has a strange charm, which makes people feel indescribably comfortable to listen to. Although his voice is not high, he can spread a wider range than Lu Jun.

Lu Jun frowned slightly, Gao Zhengyang actually spoke to him, which surprised him a little. And Gao Zhengyang's vocal method is also extremely special. Obviously proficient in a certain kind of secret method of sound killing.

"Just admit it. The preaching of the three Holy Emperors is the right path. Buddhism is all heresy!"

Xu Qing, the sect master of the True Yang Sect, scolded. He was skinny, dark-skinned, and had a bitter face. If it weren't for the gorgeous water blue robe, it would look like a beggar.

Being able to become a sect master in Tianyue, Xu Qing's appearance may not be satisfactory, but he can't fake a heaven-level cultivation.

He suddenly interjected, but his voice was a few points higher than Lu Jun's.

The pilgrims in the courtyard immediately had two frail ones who couldn't stand the piercing high pitch and were shocked and fainted.

Gao Zhengyang's eyes turned, fell on the two unconscious pilgrims, and sighed lightly, "This benefactor, there is no reason to be loud. ”

As he spoke, Gao Zhengyang walked up to the two unconscious pilgrims, squatted down to check their pulses, and used his vitality to channel their qi and blood, and woke the two up.

Gao Zhengyang, who was wearing a moon-white monk's robe, treated people with compassion on his face, and really had the kind of subtle and extraordinary bearing of a Bodhisattva who came into the world to save people.

In contrast, Xu Qing, who stunned people with a loud voice, lost to the end in terms of appearance. What's more, he acted so arrogantly, which disgusted everyone.

Xu Qing was actually a little embarrassed, he was just targeting Gao Zhengyang, and he didn't mean to compete with ordinary people. But as the sect master, he didn't bother to explain. Of course, you can't stop it.

I can only scold in my heart: "This bald donkey will be able to act, hypocrisy!"

Lu Jun and the others saw Gao Zhengyang's treatment, and their hearts were also extremely awkward. But it's not good to stop it again. After all, these are ordinary pilgrims. Nothing should bother them.

The main reason is that there are too many people here, and several sect masters are also people who want to save face. I don't want to do things in public.

"Let's all go out, so as not to be injured by mistake......," Gao Zhengyang persuaded softly.

Lu Jun and the others had even more ugly faces, and secretly scolded this bald donkey for being vicious, and turned them all into bad people with one word. But someone was indeed injured by mistake just now.

Many pilgrims hesitated, many of them wanted to see the excitement, and some wanted to support Gao Zhengyang here.

But under the persuasion of Gao Zhengyang and Yuan Zhen, everyone also withdrew from Tianma Temple.

Many pilgrims left, and the courtyard was much more spacious.

Gao Zhengyang and Yuan Zhen stood inside, and more than 20 people from Lu Jun and Xu Qing stood outside, looking overwhelming.

Although Yuan Zhen tried to clench his fists, stared at them with wide eyes, and put on a brave appearance, he did not have any deterrent effect. Instead, it is full of indescribable joy.

Gao Zhengyang gently touched Yuan Zhenguang and moved his head, "Relax, we are talking about the law, not fighting." ”

Lu Jun and several other sect masters didn't say anything, this is not certain. If you don't agree with each other, it's also very good to beat these two monks hard.

Shi Xuantong and the other young disciples all showed sneers on their faces. This monk wants to be beautiful. If you can't do it, it's not your turn to say.

Especially Shi Xuantong, he especially hopes to beat Gao Zhengyang with his hands to take revenge. The more he thought about it, the more he hated, and Shi Xuantong couldn't help but hold the hilt of the sword at his waist.

Ye Liuyun noticed Shi Xuantong's impulsiveness, grabbed him, and said in a low voice: "Be honest, it's not your turn to come out here." ”

Shi Xuantong also came to his senses, let go of the hilt of his sword, and glared at Gao Zhengyang hatefully.

The small movements of the two people were all watched by Gao Zhengyang. He smiled at Shi Xuantong and Ye Liuyun.

It has only been more than three months since I came to Tianyue Capital. But today, people like Ye Liuyun are no longer qualified to deal with him.

Gao Zhengyang really sighed when he thought about it: It's cool to be a poetry porter, and the pressure is even higher.

When the idle people left, Xu Qing couldn't help but continue to complain: "The Buddhists are all nonsense. Wukong, you also admitted that the three Holy Emperors are the supreme god lords just now. I see that you also have some understanding, so you might as well worship under my door......"

Xu Qing has been practicing martial arts all his life, so how can he have time to learn the essence of the classics. Wukong is a world-famous monk, and some mysterious Buddhas spread everywhere. Naturally, he would not discuss the essence with Gao Zhengyang, and as soon as he came up, he put on a posture of stirring up nonsense.

Anyway, if you don't agree with each other, you can do it directly.

This Wukong can spit lotus flowers in his mouth, and if he can't do martial arts, he can only be beaten.

"The poor monk has no view of the door, and the master has gone again, so it is not impossible to change the door to the master. ”

Xu Qing couldn't help but show a different color when he heard this, he wanted to wait for the other party to refute, and immediately turned his face and made a move. But Wukong actually followed him, and it didn't matter if he changed his worship to the master.

Wukong is a world-famous monk, and if he suddenly changes to Taoism, it will be such a sensation. Thinking of this, Xu Qing couldn't help but feel a little warm.

Lu Jun felt that things would not be so simple.

A teacher for one day and a father for life. betraying the master, no matter how fair the reason is, will be despised by the world. Even if he is an ordinary monk, it is impossible to betray Buddhism at will.

Not to mention that Wukong is very intelligent, how could he do such a stupid thing.

Lu Jun knew that Gao Zhengyang was playing tricks, so it was not good to interrupt so bluntly. I can only endure it and see what he has to say.

"There's just one obstacle, the poor monk Uncle Wuxiang has a hard temper and is difficult to speak. This benefactor, if he can convince Uncle Wuxiang, he can say anything......"

Gao Zhengyang said lightly, but the word "no phase" made Xu Qing, Lu Jun and others change their faces suddenly, and no one could laugh anymore.

There are tens of millions of monks in Buddhism, but there is only one person with the Dharma name Wuxiang, that is, the Buddha Emperor Wuxiang, who is in charge of Shenzhou Buddhism.

The Pure Yang Sect, the True Yang Sect, and the Tianmen Sect are just small sects of the Dao Sect. It is not ranked in the Daomen. The so-called suzerain, that is, shouting in his own yard.

In a small temple like Tianma Temple, Lu Jun, Xu Qing and others can also play prestige and belittle Buddhism for nothing.

But when it comes to the Buddha Emperor, no one dares to talk nonsense.

It's okay to scold the Buddha, but if you insult a ninth-order powerhouse, the Buddha Emperor of Buddhism, then there will be something.

Wukong Guan Wuxiang called Uncle Shi, which shows that the relationship between the two is quite close.

Not to mention a seventh-order powerhouse like Xu Qing, any ninth-order powerhouse in the world would not dare to say that he would accept Wukong as an apprentice.

Xu Qing's face was really blue, and he was not very good at words, standing there awkwardly, his lips and teeth opening and closing but unable to speak.

That embarrassed look, Lu Jun and the others felt a little unbearable when they looked at it.

Wukong reported the name of Wuxiang, and bullying Wukong again would be a provocation.

Even if the emperor of the mountain country is disgusted with Buddhism, he will politely call himself a master in front of him. The backing behind Wukong is too hard, so hard that he only needs to report his name, and everyone is afraid in their hearts.

"Excuse me. Lu Jun said stiffly, turned around and left.

Xu Qing and the others also hurriedly followed. A large group of people were hula and gone.

Yuan Zhen's eyes widened, and he said in disbelief: "This is all gone?"

As an ordinary little novice, Yuan Zhen has no feelings for the famous Buddha Emperor.

"What kind of eyes, this is still a big living person......"

A crisp and sweet voice suddenly sounded in Yuanzhen's ears, and Yuanzhen trembled in fright, shouting, "Who is it?"