"Tantra...... It's kind of interesting. ”

When Wang Yuan heard this, the smile on his face gradually lacked morality.

"What do you want?" Dongfang Weiming saw that Wang Yuan's smile was so sinister, he chuckled in his heart and hurriedly asked.

"Borrow a knife to kill!"

Wang Yuan said: "As far as I know, Tantric lamas have always been kind, but they can not repay their kindness, but they must repay their revenge...... Hey...... Wouldn't it be beautiful if Tantra came to burn down the Qingliang Temple......"

"That's kind of......"

Dongfang Weiming said firmly: "Although Tantra and Zen Buddhism are two factions and do not have much friendship, but the well water does not interfere with the river water, how can they listen to us and attack Qingliang Temple?" ”

"Silly, isn't it!"

Wang Yuan said sinisterly: "I didn't say that they should listen to us, if we pretend to be a monk of Qingliang Temple and go to Da Wenshu Temple to set a fire, what do you think will happen to them?" ”

"Holy! Is it so despicable? ”

Dongfang Weiming was amazed by Wang Yuan's insidiousness.

This monk is also a disciple of the abbot of the famous and decent Shaolin Temple, it is said that the chivalrous value is not low, how to kill people and set fires will come when they open their mouths, this means of blaming others, without thinking about it.

"You're a good one! But it's not easy to implement! ”

Dongfang Weiming thought for a while and said: "Look at your robe, it is obviously not the same style as Qingliang Temple, set fire to the people of Wenshu Temple and then calculate the account on the head of Shaolin Temple, and then ......."

"Well said!"

Before Dongfang Weiming's words fell, Wang Yuan took out a mask in his arms, typed in the words "Master of the Sacred Mountain", and then put it on his face.

At the same time, I saw that Wang Yuan's whole person was distorted, and he turned into the appearance of a person on the sacred mountain.

"This ...... Transfiguration? Dongfang Weiming saw Wang Yuan's appearance suddenly change, and asked in surprise.

"Not bad! On the ball! Wang Yuan praised.

"Awesome!" Dongfang Weiming gave a thumbs up sincerely.

Damn, this monk has been a bastard so far, and he has learned such a tricky technique, it seems that Qingliang Temple will not be able to keep it this time.

"Let's go! Go to the Great Manjusri Temple! ”

After turning into the appearance of a person on the sacred mountain, Wang Yuan greeted Dongfang Weiming, and the two walked all the way up the mountain road.

Wutai Mountain, there are many temples, the two of them searched for a long time, and finally came to the gate of the Great Manshu Temple.

The lama of the great Manjusri Temple is much richer than the monks of Qingliang Temple, this temple is splendid, more luxurious than Shaolin Temple, because it is located on the top of the mountain, it is more solemn and solemn.

The two found a corner where no one was, Wang Yuan took out a torch and handed it to Dongfang Weiming: "Come!" It's up to you......"

Wang Yuan has always liked to instigate others to do such things as murder and arson, and rarely does it himself.

"Why me?" Dongfang Weiming is obviously more vigilant than Yimeng, Dugu Xiaoling's generation is much more vigilant, and when he saw that Wang Yuan wanted to set fire to himself, he decisively refused.

"I'm a decent family, and I'm still a Buddhist hero!" Wang Yuan said: "How can you do such a despicable thing? ”

"Then I can't do it even more!" Dongfang Weiming shook his head and said: "I am a public official, I am upright, how can I know the law and break the law?" ”

These two people, one race and one shameless, each have their own reasons, and they refuse to set fire.

Just when the two of them were "humbling" each other, they saw three lamas walking out of the Wenshu Monastery and walking down the mountain.

"Hey, I've thought of something better!"

Seeing the three lamas not far away, Wang Yuan suddenly said again.

"What do you want?"

Dongfang Weiming asked in confusion.

"Hey, hey! You stand here and don't move, I'll come when I go!" ”

Wang Yuan put down the next sentence, flew forward, and jumped in front of the three lamas.

"Who are you? Dare to be our way! When the three lamas saw that Wang Yuan suddenly blocked their way, one of the fat lamas shouted viciously.

"I'm your father!"

Wang Yuan smiled slightly, stretched out his hands forward, and directly grabbed the two lamas in his hands, and then used the light skill of the clouds and cranes to rise into the air, and a few ups and downs disappeared in front of the fat lama headed by him.

"Oh no......"

The fat lama was horrified when he saw this, turned around and ran up the mountain, and Wang Yuan had already carried the two of them to Dongfang Weiming's side.

After strangling a lama to death, Wang Yuan pointed to another lama who had been knocked unconscious and said, "You take him to the backyard of Qingliang Temple, and I will arrive later!" ”

With that, Wang Yuan's body twisted for a while, turned into the appearance of a dead lama, and staggered towards Wenshu Monastery.

Dongfang Weiming is also a smart person, he knew what Wang Yuan was going to do, so he didn't hesitate, picked up the fainting lama, and went straight to Qingliang Temple at the foot of the mountain.

At this time, the fat lama had already returned to the place where Wang Yuan had taken people away with a group of lamas, and when he saw Wang Yuan staggering back, one of the middle-aged lamas asked urgently, "Where is your junior brother?" ”

He ...... He was arrested by a monk, it seems that he went to the direction of Qingliang Temple, and I finally broke free from the poisonous hands! Wang Yuan was possessed by the essence of the play, and said with no breath.

"Beyondsoft, what's going on?"

At this time, a big lama with an extremely fierce face came over and asked the middle-aged lama in extremely broken Chinese.

"Master Yubayan, a lama in our temple was kidnapped, and I suspect that someone from Qingliang Temple did it!" Beyondsoft replied with great respect.

"Qingryōji! Hum! ”

Master Nabayan snorted coldly and said, "Senior Brother Sanjie asked me to come here to investigate Qingliang Temple, but I can't find the reason, but now Qingliang Temple is taking the initiative to provoke, it really takes a lot of effort!" ”

"It's all effortless...... Wang Yuan said speechlessly.

"Yes! You can say the same......" Master Bayan glanced at Wang Yuan, then looked around and said, "Let's go!" Grab your weapons, and we'll go down the mountain to find someone! ”

Speaking of this, Master Bayan asked Wang Yuan again, "How are you injured?" ”

"Just frightened...... No big deal. Wang Yuan waved his hand.

"You're a witness, come with me!" Bayan Road.

"Let's go......" Wang Yuan's head was full of black lines, this Master Bayan's Chinese level was really flattering.

"It's the same for both heads and tails!" Master Bayan didn't care.

This Bayan Master is the Tantric Sanjay Living Buddha sat down the most favored lama, Boyan Lama and others are the only ones who look at the horse, received the order of Master Bayan, the lamas immediately returned to the temple, took the blade, and followed Wang Yuan to the Qingliang Temple at the foot of the mountain.

On the side of Qingliang Temple, Dongfang Weiming just secretly threw the fainting lama to the backyard of Qingliang Temple, only to see a monk running to the backyard meditation room outside the gate of the sacred mountain and said: "Abbot, there are more than a dozen lamas outside who want to see you, they are all carrying weapons, grinding their fists, and they seem to have bad intentions." ”

"Is it so efficient?"

Dongfang was surprised when he heard this.

Although he also knew that Wang Yuan's hand was very slippery, he didn't expect Wang Yuan's efficiency to be so high, so he brought someone to kill him, and the big monk didn't know how to fool him.

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