Supreme Alchemy

Uh-huh!

When this majestic voice sounded.

I saw the golden pagoda of Nandala Temple shining brightly.

Golden light surged out like a tide, overwhelming the sky.

In an instant, it enveloped the entire Baoxiangju.

In the golden light, an old monk with white eyebrows came from heaven and earth.

It is none other than the Kind-browed Buddha!

At this time, the compassionate Buddha clasped his hands together, lowered his head slightly, and the red cassock on his body shone brightly.

The golden Buddha light shines on him, as if the real Buddha has come into the world.

"Meet the abbot!"

There are many people in Baoxiangju, including many Buddhists.

At this time, when they saw the Kind-browed Buddha, they all immediately joined their hands and saluted.

"Master!"

Saint Zhitong also saw his master, and he suddenly looked guilty.

If it weren't for his own lack of strength, why would he bother his master?

Master treats me wholeheartedly, and I feel guilty.

"It's over, the abbot of Nandara Temple is here. He is a strong man in the saint realm."

Mo Wenjian's face drooped.

He had just made a breakthrough and didn't want to make any mistakes.

But now it seems that I may not be able to leave.

"Third level of Saint Realm!"

Xiao Changfeng's expression did not change. At this time, he looked far away, looking at the kind-browed Buddha.

The strength of the Kind-browed Buddha Saint is not weak, and he is in the third level of the Saint Realm.

But Xiao Changfeng was not afraid.

Although Hydra is only at the first level of Saint Realm, in a real battle, the Kind-browed Buddha Saint may not be able to take any advantage.

And he also has many ways to save his life,

If he really wants to leave, the loving-browed Buddha cannot keep him.

But he doesn't want to leave just yet.

Now that the abbot of Nandala Temple appeared, he just took the opportunity to see this person's attitude.

If you are easy to talk to, I wouldn't mind giving you some Buddhist opportunities.

If it's hard to talk, then there's no need to be polite.

"Disciple has brought shame to Nandhara Temple!"

Saint Zhitong struggled to reach the front of the Kind-browed Buddha, but Huizhen had already knelt down, trembling.

"I, the Buddha, have no desires or pursuits, so how can I fight for face? Zhitong, you are persistent!"

The kind-browed Buddha smiled and spoke slowly.

"You are injured, please step aside."

The Merciful Buddha saw the injury of Saint Zhitong, but he did not come to save him.

Instead, let Holy Son Zhitong step aside first.

Holy Son Zhitong hesitated to speak, but seeing the look on his master's face, he swallowed his words again.

Then he took Huizhen and stepped aside.

"Amitabha, abbot of Lao Nananda Temple, I wonder why my disciple has offended the two benefactors?"

The kind-browed Buddha stepped forward, walked up to Xiao Changfeng and Mo Wenjian, saluted and asked.

"Be careful, this old bald donkey is not a good bird."

Mo Wenjian reminded Xiao Changfeng in a low voice.

Then he took a step forward and stood in front of Xiao Changfeng.

"Abbot Cimei, my brother and I live here. Saint Zhitong broke into this place without permission and wanted to disturb my practice. Isn't Saint Zhitong right?"

Mo Wenjian faced the kind-browed Buddha and struck the ground with a loud sound.

He knew very well that these words were not meant for the Lord Merciful Eyebrow Buddha.

But it was told to the onlookers.

If today it is really said that the Holy Son Zhitong was seriously injured.

I am afraid that the entire Nanda City will be hostile to the two of them because of this.

Therefore, he needed to place the blame on Holy Son Zhitong.

"Zhitong broke into Baoxiangju without permission and took the initiative. It was indeed wrong, but there was a reason for it."

The compassionate-browed Buddha's expression is calm, like a deep pool with no waves in an ancient well.

"May I ask Donor Mo, what you practice is the Thunder Sound Golden Body Technique?"

Mo Wenjian's heart skipped a beat.

This was what he feared the most, but he didn't expect that the Lord Merciful Eyebrow Buddha would cling to this.

It seems that today is really difficult.

"Abbot Cimei, please don't slander me randomly. The Leiyin Golden Body Technique is a secret that is not taught in Leiyin Temple. How could it be revealed in Mo Mou's hands? What Mo Mou practices is the Chiming Body Refining Technique."

Mo Wenjian's face was not red and he was out of breath, and he was telling nonsense in a serious manner.

But the real Thunder Sound Golden Body Technique is pure gold.

Mo Wenjian's skin was now a light golden-red color.

And it is not as tempered internally and externally as the Thunder Sound Golden Body.

Therefore, it is difficult to argue with his nonsense.

"Monks don't tell lies. Although I am old and dim, I was lucky enough to see the golden body of Thunder Sound in Leiyin Temple. The donor does have this aura on his body. I think Zhitong must have been a little reckless because of this."

The Kind-browed Buddha Saint is not that easy to fool.

Even if Mo Wenjian made nonsense about Chi Ming's physical training technique, he still insisted that it was the Thunder Sound Golden Body Technique.

He also explained the reason why Saint Zhitong broke into Baoxiangju without permission.

"Although I am stupid, since I am the abbot of Nandala Temple, I naturally have the obligation not to let my Buddhist skills spread outside. Donor, please go to Nandala Temple. If it is proved that what the donor is practicing is indeed the Chiming Body Exercise , instead of the Thunder Sound Golden Shenfa, I should apologize."

The kind-browed Buddha clasped his hands and bowed his head in a polite manner.

However, his aura locked onto Xiao Changfeng and Mo Wenjian.

Once the two of them try to escape, he will immediately take action to capture them.

Whether it is the serious injury of Holy Son Zhitong or the Thunder Sound Golden Body Technique, it is an extremely important matter.

He would never allow Mo Wenjian and Xiao Changfeng to leave safely like this.

Just get the two of them to the Nandhara Temple.

Doesn't he have the final say in everything?

"Buddhist methods of attacking the mind and discerning the Dharma have indeed been preserved."

Xiao Changfeng stood behind Mo Wenjian, listening to the conversation between Mo Wenjian and Ci Mei Buddha.

Buddhism has a saying about the law of argumentation, which is the law of debate.

Of course, that is what Buddhism says itself.

In Xiao Changfeng's view, the so-called law of argumentation is nothing more than reversing black and white and destroying right and wrong.

To force all the truths to a level that is beneficial to Buddhism.

At this time, the Buddha Saint Cimei seized the point of the Thunder Sound Golden Body Method and spoke again and again.

Not only did he wash away the crime of Zhitong Shengzi trespassing into Baibaoju and taking the initiative.

He also wanted to confine himself and Mo Wenjian.

Of course, all this is based on strength.

If Xiao Changfeng and Mo Wenjian are strong enough, they can break the cage and don't have to pay attention to the Buddha Saint Cimei at all.

But now, it seems that everything is under the control of the Buddha Saint Cimei.

Although Mo Wenjian is smart, there is still a big gap compared to the old thief like the Buddha Saint Cimei.

As for the Holy Son Zhitong, he is far from reaching this level.

"Abbot Cimei, although you are the abbot, you want to imprison us without any evidence. Is this the teaching of Buddha?"

Mo Wenjian is not stupid, and naturally heard what the Buddha meant.

His eyes suddenly flashed with coldness. Although he was weak, it did not mean that he was weak and could be bullied.

Besides, he was not a Buddhist, and he had no respect for Buddhism.

If the Buddha really wanted to attack him.

He would never sit and wait for death!

"This old bald donkey wants to use force, I will drag him later, you run quickly!"

Mo Wenjian stared at the Buddha and reminded Xiao Changfeng.

However, he could not transmit the sound through his spiritual consciousness, and even if the sound was weak, it was still heard by the Buddha.

"The two donors do not need to hesitate, follow me to the temple as guests!"

The Buddha said no more, and immediately waved his hand.

At this moment.

Xiao Changfeng and Mo Wenjian were in crisis.