The evil temple and the evil Buddha's nest, Xiang Liu overturned one, and naturally there will be two more sixteen, the first 'high monk' lay on the ground, and after a while, sixteen evil temple monks appeared.

The looks are different, but the expressions are exactly the same, no hate, no anger, no fear, calm expressions and indifferent eyes.

One of them stepped forward quickly and lifted the seriously injured companion to the door. The life of the monk on the ground is still there, but the evil Buddha Dharma was smashed to pieces by Xiangliu and was wasted.

The other fifteen monks spread out and surrounded Su Jing and Xiang Liu.

The two little demon monks who came to the ancient temple to make trouble were indifferent, and Su Jing whispered to Xiang Liu: "Mouse?"

More than 100 years ago, they had explored the evil temple, and Su Jing and Xiang Liu had a general plan about the strength of the evil demons inside: the evil Buddha's cultivation was the highest and unfathomable. The five fierce bodhisattvas, their skills are probably the same as the 'Emperor Shakti' who later broke into the Ferris Temple.

The One Hundred and Eight Evil Arhats have never fought each other, but their strength should be inferior to that of the Fierce Bodhisattva, but they will not be worse than 'Veda'. After all, from the eyes of ordinary people, Veda has a lower status than Arhat.

The one who was injured by Xiangliu was a step worse than the murderous thing he saw last time.

Xiao Xiangliu understood what he meant, and responded in a secret voice: "It must be those things that eat the dead, either rats or resentful filth." ”

Su Jing nodded, then raised his eyes to look at the dozen or so monks who had just come out, and said to Xiang Liu: "You still have to continue shooting." ”

At this time, a thunderous voice suddenly exploded in everyone's ears: "Master He is coming to our temple, and Ming Feixiang, a disciple of the Arhat Hall of the Ferris Ancient Temple, is late." ”

The voice is thunderous, but the wording is very polite. The two monks came side by side, and the one who spoke was short and thin, and he was afraid that he was less than eighty pounds. The other was white and chubby, smiling and looking very kind.

When he got closer, the thin monk waved his hand, surrounded Su Jing and Xiang Liu, and the dozen or so monks folded their hands and retreated behind him. understands very well, this Ming Fei's status is not low.

Seeing that another master came forward in the treasure temple, the crowd that had just been silent was a little restless again.

Heste saluted, proclaimed the Buddha's name, and Ming Fei asked the two of them again what they meant. Another white fat monk also took this opportunity to sign up, with the legal name 'Bengfei', who was Ming Fei's junior brother.

The two little foreign demon monks stood in place, with no intention of returning the salute. I don't plan to greet politely. Su Jing's tone was slack: "I'll tear down the plaque." He beats people, what are our brothers doing here, don't you understand?"

"I understand. But it doesn't work out. Ming Fei smiled and the words exploded, which made people's ear drums numb.

"Look, no, get used to it!" Su Jing paused word by word. Ying said: "Our brother has practiced Buddhism for 8,000 years. It's just a small temple under the sea. Where did you come from? Directly opened the temple in the sky, so magnificent, shocked the old man!"

Xiang Liu said casually: "With a bunch of you things that came out of nowhere." Dare to bring the temple to the sky, not afraid of being struck by lightning?"

Su Jingxingbu Dasheng Jue and Xiao Xiangliu did not hide their demonic energy, and the monsters of the West Sea were infected by the Ferris Temple and were born to cultivate Buddha, and these two seem to be no exception.

Things seem to be very clear, the two big monsters who are dormant in the deep sea, annoyed by the swagger of Ling Tian in this big temple, deliberately came to find trouble.

The thin monk Ming Fei didn't move, nodded and asked, "Dare to ask the two mages, where is the treasure temple?"

"I am merciful, and he is merciful. My temple doesn't have a name, but I just made up my mind, and I thought of a good name, and your plaque is just right, and I will wipe it when I go back, and I can hang it directly. Su Jing opened his mouth and said, "It's called Mo Dasha!"

At this time, Ming Fei's junior brother, the white and chubby monk Bengfei spoke: "The two mages are exquisitely cultivated, and they should be well-known, and the monks also traveled to the West Sea back then, but they have never heard of the two. The man's voice was muffled, and the air around him buzzed as he spoke.

This white-faced monk was originally an old clam giant in the West Sea, three days ago with everyone poured into the Buddhist temple, without the guidance of the monks in the temple, found a hole to walk around by himself, and accidentally met the abbot of the Ferris Temple. The abbot not only did not blame, but was very happy because of the deep roots of the old Benghui, and personally took action to ignite and adopt him as a disciple.

This matter has long been spread among the people who entered the temple, and everyone said that the old clam was a blessing in disguise, and everyone who came with him was very envious.

"If you practice profoundly, you must be famous? Our brother lives in a simple place, and he only knows that he never pays attention to outsiders in his cultivation, so how can he be famous? Xiao Xiangliu asked coldly: "On the other hand, if the temple is opened to the sky, the reputation is loud, and the cultivation must be profound?"

The old clam cultivated a smiling mussel armor, and when he turned into his true appearance, his two big shells were smiling human faces, and when he changed into a human form, he also smiled: "Since you are my Xihai cultivation disciples, the two of you should have been participating in Buddhism since birth." Have you ever wondered why you are born with a spiritual mind?"

"It's thanks to this Ferris Treasure Temple!" Lao Beng accentuated his tone: "The treasure temple has sunk into the sea for thousands of years, the Buddha incense spreads far away with the waves, the Zen flavor is deep on the sea bed, countless creatures are imperceptibly influenced by the Dharma, and the days are long, and gradually raise a little Buddha light in the heart, and then slowly spread out the branches, so that there is a grand scene of everyone in the West Sea participating in the Buddha and everyone doing good deeds! There are more than two, not only poor monks, all the people who participate in the West Sea are like this! Everyone's cultivation opportunities are given by the Ferris Temple!"

Lao Beng's smile was even bigger, and his voice became more and more dull: "If there is no Ferris Temple, now Xihai is just a demon sea barbarian;

After speaking, the old clam clasped his hands together and turned to the west to salute from afar. The countless monsters of the West Sea in the crowd were all pious and grateful, and when they looked at the two little demon monks who came to make trouble, they became more and more disdainful of Lao Beng's words to the root, without the Ferris Temple, you can't even be a monk, and now that you are a monk, do you still have the face to make trouble in the Sky Temple?

"!"

In the sacred ancient temple, when everyone was pious, suddenly someone spoke rudely, which was very harsh.

Drinking and scolding, the monk of the Great Buddha Temple.

The word was loud, and the little demon monk Su Jing paused for a moment, not ashamed of the bad words, but still a little proud, and looked around before continuing: "Why?"

The two monks, Ming Fei and Bengfei, frowned at the same time: "What reason?"

"Thieves steal money, thieves take their lives, the former takes it without telling it, and the latter bullies the weak. When the ancient temple planted Zen in my heart, I was ignorant, and it was useless for me to know, and I was weak and unable to resist the merits, bullshit merits! If I was to follow the good path, guide me through the maze, and help me see my true heart, I would be willing to take refuge in front of the Buddha. But before I was born, they planted a Zen heart for me, why did the ancient temple kidnap me to believe in the Buddha, this kind of behavior is not a thief, not a thief?"

"The temple in your mouth is high, the giant thief and evil bandit in my eyes, the thief who steals the heart!" Su Jing's words were clear, and the more he spoke, the louder he became: "The Buddha is in the western heavens, but he has compassion for all sentient beings, and I hope that all sentient beings can be freed from the sea of suffering." Widely spread temples, preach scriptures, restore spirits, invite many arhats and disciples to walk in the world, and the Buddha worked hard and worked hard. ”

"Don't forget, the Buddha is omnipotent! With just one mantra, all living beings can be deeply planted in Zen and wake up, everyone believes in Buddhism, all generations of people believe in Buddhism, and all three thousand living beings believe in Buddhism! But there is such a simple method that the Buddha does not need, but he keeps sending people to preach the scriptures and always listening to the Buddhas in the world? Or, are your monks here smarter than the Buddhas?"

"The Buddha does not do this, just because what the Buddha wants is not for sentient beings to believe in him, but for all sentient beings to learn from him! Everyone runs to the Buddha and bows down with the same heart: You are the Buddha, what is the use of you being the greatest! On the other hand, doubting the Buddha, practicing to prove it, and finally understanding the Buddha and learning the Buddha is the true way and what the Buddha wanted!"

"What the Buddha does not do, you do, you don't know what is wrong, you are not ashamed, you think you have a plan, you think you are compassionate. A group of demons are just outsiders, and they really think of themselves as living bodhisattvas in the West Sea?!"

Speaking of this, Su Jing stretched out his hand and poked the faces of the group of monks in front of him: "One by one, inexplicable and self-righteous, they all owe my junior brother a hard shot!"

Last time, Su Jing escaped from the evil temple and met the master of 'Divine Light', and heard of the theory of 'learning Buddhism'; Later, the ghost robe possessed the shadow monk, and the monk heard that the West Sea was stained by the ancient temple in the occasional chat, and he sighed instead of being happy, and explained the truth to Su Jing.

Shenguang is a monk in the world, and the shadow monk is even more incredible, the opinions of the two of them, coupled with Su Jing's eloquence, the two truths are kneaded and said in a word, which has its own momentum!

Thousands of people nearby, especially those West Sea monsters, all had strange faces, and at first glance, they only felt that Su Jing was messing around, but when they thought about it carefully, the truth shimmered again. Some words are truly insightful!

At this moment, they looked at this great benevolent master from the Buddha Temple, and the arrogance of the evil man remained unchanged, but there was a faint layer of solemnity. Demon power and Zen, arrogance and compassion are all in one, quirky but eye-catching!

Besides, the group of evil temple monks opposite Su Jing, one is an old clam into a spirit, and his Buddhist insight is not stronger than that of a shrimp monk, and the other is an evil thought incarnation, and how much true law can a person who cultivates greed and anger know how much, or dumbfounded or frowned, and he is speechless at all.

After a dull moment, the monk Bengfei coughed, and he could only sneer: "What a lot of strong words, the monk admires." ”

Monk Ming Fei also spoke again: "The truth of the mage, let's keep it to talk to my own disciples, and if you spend more time on this, it will only cause jokes." ”

The little demon monk smiled, turned around and smiled at the Great Compassion junior brother: "There is no ink in the belly, and if you can't argue, you will be tricked." ”

Xiangliu didn't smile, and his tone was light: "Unreasonable, who wouldn't." ”

On the other side, Ming Fei waved his hand, not wanting to say any more: "Two mages, let's be blunt." ”

"Let the abbot of your house come out, and I will discuss with him about sinking this temple back to the bottom of the sea. The little demon monk smiled, and while speaking, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the sea: "I can't see the unsightly broken temple, don't show up as soon as possible." (To be continued.) )