Hu Daguan and Lao Bai glanced at each other.

Lao Bai shook his head, and Hu Daguan took a sip of stuffy wine.

"Next month, on the third day of the new year, let's get together in Mangdang Mountain, first find a way, communicate with the skin-changing mother-in-law, and snatch the body back. Hu Daguan said.

Lao Bai said: "It will take a little time to gather the good hands of the three factions on the twelfth floor, but they should all give me face." When everyone gathers, let's go to Tianyin Pavilion together and ask for an explanation. ”

Lin Xi looked at these two 'friends' with hot heads, he could only shake his head, and said with a wry smile: "Love is also bitter, hate is also bitter, retribution for injustice, when can it, it is better to go back, it is better to go back..." “

Hu Daguan had tears in his eyes, and said with a hideous expression: "Monk, you have suffered, since you have broken the vows, what if you have broken them cleanly? You can't suffer this loss in vain. ”

"I love to hear what Hu Daguan said, and the hatred in this world is indeed better than one less. But the matter of the monk is not among them, this matter is not fair, and my heart is not happy. Lao Bai nodded.

"No, two big brothers, why don't you understand people's words? I don't want revenge, I don't want revenge, I don't want revenge!" Lin Xi looked at the two Sumeru monks' friends in despair.

Suddenly, I had some remorse for my crazy monk's character.

A madman is not stupid, but a madman's words... No one believes it!

Lin Xi didn't want to struggle anymore.

He felt that the more he talked, the more energetic the two guys became.

After a few perfunctory words, both of them went away full of hesitation.

What was taken away was Lin Xi's deep worry and uneasiness.

Although I am not afraid of Tianyin Pavilion, I am afraid of the real people who watch the moon.

But there is a need for wood!

Anyway, the last wish of the monk Sumeru is not to avenge the red wax, no...

In the next few days, in addition to cooperating with the arrangement of the Miaofa monks, I was preparing to teach the Dharma conference.

Lin Xi also learned about the movements of Lao Bai and Hu Daguan through some channels.

They're really doing it, not just talking.

Although their cultivation is about the same as that of the Sumeru monks, they are slightly older.

But the network is very wide.

Hu Daguan is good at making friends, and the three sects and nine streams in the cultivation world have his friends, who have a wide range of people, and their face is also valuable.

And Lao Bai's background is hard, and the background is ruthless.

The Black Emperor of the Sky Cliff is one of the few old monsters in the Qingxiao world today, who is both good and evil.

The word "both good and evil", when mixed with super high cultivation and not weak forces, represents the two sides of black and white, good and evil, both hands and eyes reach the sky.

As the only disciple of the Black Emperor, Lao Bai is naturally a baby pimple that many people must hold.

When he gave the order, he had to buy it.

"So, with such two friends, how did Monk Sumeru get so miserable in the first place?" Lin Xi felt even more that Monk Sumeru really died unjustly.

No matter how Lao Bai and Hu Daguan make trouble.

By the middle of the month, the temple was already filled with monks of all sizes.

Even the Yuelun Temple, which is far away in the Great Snow Mountain of Mianzhou, also has secret Buddhist disciples who come to participate in the festival.

This is certainly not the face of the Sumeru monks.

It's all in the face of the Great Mida Temple and the Mystic Monks.

Of course, there are also many monks, under the pretext of you setting up the stage, I have the idea of singing.

When there are too many people, there will inevitably be contradictions.

Although they are all disciples of Buddhism, they have different views on the Dharma, which is the difference between the Tao. The application of spells and means by various parties overlaps, which is again a dispute over spells.

In addition, there are differences in the precepts observed by the parties.

In the eyes of the opponent, it is like a demonic way.

The entire Da Mida Temple was busy with a pot of porridge.

Lin Xi pretended to be a crazy monk, wearing a torn monk's robe all day long, and shaking a broken fan in his hand that he had touched out of nowhere.

Although the four major monks are empty, except for the real enlightened monks, most of them are just mortal fetuses, and some emotions are more and more turbulent the more depressed they are.

On the surface, he was silent, but secretly he conveyed a lot of negative emotions to Lin Xi.

Because he was worried that the Sumeru monk would have any 'back hand', Lin Xi often ignited negative emotions and introduced yin and evil aura into the relics.

The originally good Eight Treasure Glazed Relic has become like a black crystal at this moment, not only swelling up a circle, but also has become the home of the Yin and Evil True Yuan.

The Yin and Evil True Yuan is mixed with the original Eight Treasures Glazed True Yuan of the Sumeru monk, and the newborn True Yuan is cold, domineering but transparent, and mirrored, with an evil Zen rhyme.

On this day, the wind is just right.

The sky was bright and cloudless.

On the square in the Great Mida Temple, it has been three-dimensional stacked with monks from all over the world.

The monk Miaofa wore the most gorgeous robe, and greeted the famous monk from all over the world with an oily face, looking like a monk, more like a businessman with eight faces.

Despite this, Lin Xi did not dare to despise the Miaofa monk.

Buddhism has sentient beings, ascetic monks, pure and miserable like beggars, poor and humble like slaves. Naturally, there are also rich monks, dressed like rich people, and enjoy like powerful people.

Even Lin Xi himself was not sure that he could really deal with this so-called Fa-speaking conference.

The monk of Miaofa has already prepared and purchased it regardless of the cost.

What exactly his intention was, Lin Xi really couldn't guess.

After the bell rings, the auspicious time comes, under the traction of the formation, the scorching sun in the sky, blooming a touch of golden light, penetrating the glazed tile roof of the Daxiong Treasure Palace, the light refracted is like giving the entire Damida Temple, are plated with a layer of sacred color halo.

Subsequently, there was the phantom of the Big Buddha of the Quartet, which was revealed under the urging of the formation.

It's like this puja, it's happening in the presence of the Buddhas.

Then the golden flowers in the sky fell, and the majestic aura was taken from all directions by the Spirit Gathering Array and stuffed into the entire venue.

Some ascetic monks from small places, when they encountered such a large amount of aura, they couldn't help but find a place where there were not too many people, meditated cross-legged, and began to refine the aura and extract the true yuan.

The atmosphere of pomp and extravagance seems to set the tone from the beginning.

Immediately afterward, in all directions, the sound of the conch blowing.

Elders and disciples from all major temples and Buddha sects were ceremoniously introduced.

Some believers who have spent a lot of money and have some status among the ordinary people are allowed to watch from a distance, and in the face of such a momentum, they bow down and praise in their mouths.

There are dozens of monks on the left and right, holding all kinds of ritual utensils, walking out from both sides of the altar, and then standing solemnly and quietly.

Not far away, there are also three lotus platforms parked.

On the lotus platform, in a different way... Sit' three people.

A beggar covered in dirt, lying on his back, as if he were boneless, catching lice on his body and counting the money in his bosom as he was paid for his puja.

A woman in very cool clothes was writhing her body very restlessly, and from time to time she was flattering at some little monks, making the other party red.

The last rich boy was lying on the lotus platform, sleeping soundly, and there was a strong smell of wine on his body.