Master, what path do you cultivate?

Master Jingneng was a little worried when he saw the sudden fire. He originally wanted his disciples to help put out the fire.

He even wanted to go over and help, but he couldn't let the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple be destroyed by a fire just after he joined the Buddhist sage, right?

But as soon as he stood up, he was stopped by monk Jiechen and said:

"Don't worry, the temple's fire-fighting equipment is quite complete. The disciples staying in front will definitely be able to deal with the fire. Senior Brother Jingneng only needs to wait a moment."

"That's good, that's good."

Just watching many pilgrims walking back, Monk Jiechen looked a little unhappy and secretly passed the news to Shangbin Fenye underground.

As a result, the news was passed on unexpectedly, and a red light shot into the sky in the backyard of the Pagoda Temple.

Seeing the movement behind them, the pilgrims and monks were startled and thought it was another show.

And as the red light shot out, the pilgrims who were close to the pagoda temple unconsciously looked stern, and their eyes gradually became dull.

Even Master Jingneng on the lecture platform suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart. He took a long breath to calm down and turned around to ask:

"Master Jiechen, are there any activities in the backyard?"

Monk Jiechen smiled and said:

"Senior Brother Jing Neng, there is no need to panic. It is just a cultivation method. You will see it soon."

Seeing this, Jingneng did not stop him. He stood up and walked to the edge of the lecture platform to look behind him. However, he always felt that the red light made people feel a little nervous.

"Uh-huh!"

Before Jing Neng could ask what specific technique it was, a scream came from the audience.

Xun Sheng looked around and saw a pilgrim with red eyes holding a small metal folding stool distributed by Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple and smashing it at the pilgrims on the side.

Because the pilgrim next to him was unsuspecting, his head was smashed and blood flowed, and he screamed in agony.

Jingneng thought there was some conflict between the pilgrims, and hurriedly ordered the monks from Wanfo Temple:

"Go over and have a look, don't let them fight."

But the strange thing is that these monks seemed not to have heard and did not go to check according to Jing Neng's request. They still stayed at the edge of the lecture platform.

"Uh-huh!"

Then the mourning of pilgrims came from other places, the third place, the fourth place.

In the blink of an eye, the pilgrims who were still watching the martial arts performance were fighting together, each holding a metal folding stool distributed by the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple.

One by one, they seemed to be going crazy and started to attack the surrounding pilgrims with bared teeth and claws.

Some pilgrims who had not lost their minds quickly ran out for fear of being affected, but were stopped by monks from Wanfo Temple standing on the first floor outside.

Seeing this scene, Jing Neng quickly turned around and asked:

"Master Jiechen, what is this?"

Before he finished speaking, Jing Neng felt another wave of heart palpitations, and he actually had the idea of ​​killing someone.

However, fortunately, I did my daily Dharma homework and calmed down my mind in time to prevent my inner demons from occupying the spiritual platform.

But the disciples who came with Monk Jingneng were not so lucky. One of them was not strong enough and took the lead to take action. The other three were relatively calm. However, even when they saw their junior brother making such a move, they were also confused and hit one spot. .

The surrounding area has become a mess, and the monks from the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple surrounding it don't seem to be affected at all.

He wasn't prepared to take part in it either, so he just watched the people around him get into a ball.

Seeing this scene, I could only recall what Shuixiong Lu Bing said during the day, and finally realized that something had happened.

"Jiechen, what on earth is going on?"

Jie Chen stepped forward and said helplessly:

"Senior Brother Jingneng, I really don't know!"

But as soon as he finished speaking, he struck Jingneng with the palm of Thousand-Armed Tathagata.

Although Jing Neng was wary in his heart, after all, he suppressed his energy in order to suppress his murderous intention, so he was naturally timid when it came to defense.

Bang!

Although he blocked a crucial blow, he was still slapped on the chest by another palm.

puff!

As a mouthful of blood spurted out, Jing Neng flew backwards.

When Jie Chen saw this, he was not prepared to show mercy at all. If he killed Jing Neng, he would be able to blame everything on Ji Qinglin and the others, so Jing Neng had to die.

Jing Neng barely raised his hand to parry, but at the critical moment, a small hand was placed on his back in time to relieve him and catch him steadily.

At the same time, several bowls of hot porridge shot straight towards Jie Chen as if they were alive.

Jie Chen hurriedly retreated and waved his cassock to block, but many small holes were still shot through the cassock by the hot porridge.

Jing Neng looked back and saw that the person who saved him was Shui Xiong Lu Bing who had gone somewhere at night.

Lu Bing glared at Jing Neng and hummed:

"How is it, Master Jingneng? Do you believe what I say now?"

Jingneng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, gritted his teeth with regret and said:

"It was the poor monk who was blind! That led to this bloody disaster! I never thought that the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple would actually be a den of thieves."

Monk Jiechen said with a smile:

"Master Jing Neng, what you said is wrong. From the beginning, this has been a den of thieves under the rule of the Buddha. I have asked my disciples to spread the word. If something happens here tomorrow, it will happen under the rule of the Buddha."

Jing Neng was already angry because he didn't see through it. Hearing this, he wanted to spit out another mouthful of blood.

In the past two days, I had been pushing for the Wanfo Temple to be placed under the rule of the Buddha as soon as possible, but I didn't expect to dig such a big hole for my master.

After hearing this, he wanted to go up and fight for his life, but fortunately, Lu Bing stopped him in time.

"Don't go up and die. They have made complete preparations. It doesn't matter if you die, but they will definitely blame me. You have to take the truth out alive."

Jing Neng also understood that he must tell Master Buddha the truth here to prevent his old man from being deceived by these thieves.

Jie Chen also knew that he was no match for Shui Xiong and Lu Bing, so he launched a human sea tactic and raised his hand to summon his disciples to rush forward together.

Dozens of disciples swarmed forward, and the surging inner strength instantly smashed the lecture platform into pieces.

Jing Neng's eyes widened in shock, and he fell to the ground with Lu Bing.

"They. How come they know Kung Fu?"

Lu Bing turned around and kicked all the drinks prepared by the stage away except for a bottle of Coke.

Bang bang bang!

The water droplets hit the pursuers like a large number of rubber bullets, knocking them away together.

Lu Bing urged with disgust:

"You're in trouble! Leave quickly! They're coming after you again!"

At this time, everyone in the audience was already fighting. Fortunately, the weapons in the hands of the pilgrims were only folding stools, not kitchen knives, scissors and other items, so the efficiency of hurting each other was not high.

Among them, only a few of them had their heads bruised, their brains knocked out, or they died suddenly on the spot.

As for these dizzy pilgrims, their eyes were glowing red and they completely disowned them.

Some even rushed directly towards the monks of Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, but the monks of Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple were not affected in any way, and they were no longer as respectful to pilgrims as before.

Bang bang bang!

He kicked the pilgrim far away three times in a row and threw him to the ground without any movement. He didn't look like he had practiced any martial arts before at all.

Seeing this in his eyes, Jing Neng felt regretful in his heart. If he had really been prepared, he would not have let so many people suffer in vain.

"Why are they crazy?"

"There's something wrong with that red porridge and that red light, it can give people a desire to kill."

Just as he was talking, the surrounding pilgrims surrounded Lu Bing and Jing Neng who jumped down. Lu Bing helplessly saw the porridge water spilled on the ground.

Using the wave of water that I learned on Nanyang Island, the water droplets and rice grains are instantly ejected.

The pilgrims who were hit were not of high cultivation. They were hit on the head with rice grains like rubber shotguns, and many of them fainted immediately.

Jing Neng also used his skills to knock out the oncoming pilgrims and said happily:

"It works! Knocking them out can also reduce casualties."

Lu Bing, however, pulled Jing Neng and ran outside the circle, reminding:

"Put away your late bodhisattva heart. If you can avoid death by fainting, then at least half of the people in the two villages on the border of the Buddhist country in East India can survive."

Only then did Jing Neng remember the reports he had seen. All those people had their flesh and blood sucked to death, and there were signs of beating each other before they died.

"No, I have a responsibility in this matter. I can't leave these people to escape. Since the real person is worried that the master doesn't know the situation here, I will contact him right away to prevent him from misunderstanding the real person. Huh? What? Can't the mobile phone be used?"

Lu Bing felt like he was going to cry because of this man's stupidity, so he rubbed his temples and cursed:

"When you and Xie Chen were talking nonsense on stage, all communication equipment was no longer usable. Jie Chen and the others have been planning for so long, will you disrupt it with just one phone call?"

"But these people."

"You can't change anything if you stay here. If you want to help them get revenge or give them a life, you have to finish the job."

Jing Neng was said to have no choice but to follow Lu Bing and break out.

Whoosh!

But then a sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded from behind, and a black force flew close to the ground.

It continuously penetrated the bodies of the two pilgrims and stabbed straight into the net energy. Fortunately, Lu Bing was prepared, and the protective air mask instantly blocked the black energy.

Looking back, I saw that the person blocking him was Fen Ye who emerged from the tunnel.

"You two, the party has just started, don't leave in a hurry!"

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All the pilgrims have gone to the Chedi Temple, and only a few stalls are left at the foot of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple.

I could see lights at the Pagoda Temple in the distance, and I thought it was pilgrims having a carnival. After all, the fireworks at the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple were still going off.

An uncle selling fried noodles on the roadside was admiring the fireworks, thinking that the evening might not end.

I also wanted to go up and join in the fun, but unfortunately I had to stay here to make a living.

I thought I would sleep here after enjoying the fireworks. It would be time for the pilgrims to come down the mountain in the morning, and we would reopen it then.

Swish, swish, swish!

While admiring it, I suddenly heard movement in the grass in the wild mountains behind me.

The merchant uncle was startled and hurriedly pushed the cart back.

The environment of Wanfo Temple has always been very good, and there are many wild animals. The noise was quite loud. The vendor thought it was a wild bear in the grass in the wild mountains or something.

But then I saw a pair of handsome men and beautiful women walking out of the grass in the wild mountains. Most of their clothes had been scratched by branches, and they looked disheveled.

The business law uncle showed a very understanding look and said to himself that young people really know how to play. Looking at the tired looks of the two of them, it seemed that they had completely drained all their energy in the grass.

Finally seeing someone, Ji Qinglin helped Yu Ye, who was also tired, sit down, and he also sat down on the stall and shouted:

"Boss! Five portions of fried noodles! Six portions, six portions! I need to make up for the extra eggs."

"Okay, you two, wait a moment."

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