Ye Qingyun looked at the Eastern Vatican Saint with strange eyes.
I thought to myself, I even said what I would do to you, but you, an old monk, immediately acted like you would rather die than surrender?
Is it necessary to be in such a hurry?
Or do you, the old monk, have some strange habits?
Want me to give you some torture?
If you really have this need, just tell me directly, and I, the Immortal Ye, will certainly be able to satisfy you because of my compassion.
"How dare you, an ignorant old monk, be disrespectful to my master!"
When the Immortal Black Snake saw the Dongfan Saint speaking rudely to Ye Qingyun, he glared at him and pointed at the Dongfan Saint and shouted harshly.
Saint Dongfan was not angry, but only glanced at the Immortal Black Snake coldly.
"The Immortal Black Snake? You were originally the guardian spirit beast of the Sacred Heart Temple. Why do you want to join someone else's service now? It's really hard to change your demonic nature. Not even the Buddhist teachings of the Sacred Heart Temple can save you, a demonic beast."
"Old bald donkey! Are you looking for death?"
The Immortal Black Snake was furious.
If Ye Qingyun hadn't said anything, she would have wanted to rush up immediately and give the Dongfan Saint a severe lesson.
"The saint is highly virtuous and respected, so I hope you can keep a normal heart and never get angry."
Venerable Jing Ping gave words of advice.
Unexpectedly, the Eastern Brahma Saint turned his head and glanced at the Venerable Jing Ping again, his eyes full of contempt and ridicule.
This made Venerable Jingbo a little bit at a loss.
"Jingping, after all, you are also the head of the six great sages of the Sacred Heart Temple. You are destined to be the next abbot of the Sacred Heart Temple."
"Unexpectedly, you were actually bewitched by demons and killed Monk Xueyin, and the entire Sacred Heart Temple fell because of you!"
"You are simply the sinner of Sacred Heart Temple for all eternity!"
"Are you worthy of all the eminent monks of the Sacred Heart Temple?"
"Can you live up to the expectations of countless Buddhist practitioners in Xifanhezhou?"
"If I were you, I would be extremely ashamed, and even more so, I would kill myself on the spot!"
These words are sonorous in every word and powerful in every sentence.
The sound echoed in this great palace.
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Master Jing Ping was stunned for a moment when he said this.
Fortunately, Venerable Jingpin has a firm mind. After listening to these words, he just recited Amitabha.
If it had been any other monk, he would have been so reprimanded by the Eastern Brahma Saint that the Buddha's heart would collapse and he would have committed suicide on the spot.
Seeing that everyone fell into silence and seemed unable to refute himself, the Dongfan Saint suddenly became complacent.
Ginger is still spicy.
I have been practicing Buddhism for so many years, but what kind of battles have I never seen?
Even if he is behind bars, he can still conquer everything with his sharp tongue.
"Ahem, I'm talking about this master"
Ye Qingyun couldn't stand it any longer. If he continued talking, everyone present would probably be sprayed all over by him.
In Ye Qingyun's eyes, this Eastern Brahma Saint does not look like a Buddhist monk at all.
More like an old troll.
Although he doesn't use bad words, his words are very heartbreaking.
He has some ability.
"Monster, don't say anything more, I have already seen through your true colors!"
The Dongfan Saint did not give Ye Qingyun a chance to speak at all.
A pair of eyes looked directly at Ye Qingyun, as if they had seen through everything about Ye Qingyun.
Ye Qingyun ""
Why did I become a monster again?
As soon as he ascended to the Great Wilderness Immortal Realm, he was hunted down by people all over the world and became the most wanted criminal that everyone wanted to beat.
It's better now.
No longer wanted.
As a result, everyone calls themselves a monster.
I wonder how I can become a monster even though I don’t look bad at all?
"I told you to stop pushing."
Ye Qingyun also lost his patience.
"Everyone is polite to you, but you are quite awesome. When you come up, you criticize them for this and that."
"Others respect you, but I, Mr. Ye, don't have such a good temper!"
"Besides, I'm not from your Buddhist sect, so I won't tell you any rules or seniority."
Before Ye Qingyun finished speaking, he did not give Saint Dongfang any chance to speak, and even took out the Ksitigarbha Orb.
I took a picture of the Dongfang Saint's forehead.
"what are you up to?" .??.
Saint Dongfan was shocked and wanted to resist, but for some reason his Buddhist power could not be used at all.
Obviously no one took action to suppress him, but he couldn't move.
Even more terrifying than when Huikong and Daoji held him hostage before.
boom!!!
Before Saint Dongfan had any chance to react, the Ksitigarbha Orb had already slapped him hard on the forehead.
Buzz!!!
In an instant.
Dark green brilliance emerged from the orb and enveloped the entire body of the Eastern Brahma Saint.
The Dongfan Saint's face was dull and his body twitched.
A blood-red thread twisted out from between his eyebrows.
Blood Guanyin magic power!
Naturally, the Ksitigarbha Orb would not let go of the blood-red thread, and immediately increased its efforts to collect the blood-red thread into the orb.
But I didn't expect it.
This blood-red thread is not just one, but many.
It continuously emerged from the eyebrows of the Eastern Brahma Saint, and was absorbed and refined again and again by the Ksitigarbha Orb.
Ye Qingyun looked dumbfounded on the sidelines.
Good guy.
The previous monks basically had a blood-red thread in their bodies, but this Eastern Brahma Saint had so much entrenched in his body.
It was absorbed a total of thirteen times.
Thirteen blood-red silk threads were all collected by the Ksitigarbha Orbs.
The magic power of Blood Guanyin in Dongfan Saint's body has been completely eliminated.
"How come this old monk has so much Blood Guanyin magic power in his body?"
Ye Qingyun held the underground treasure in his hand and looked at the Dongfan Saint with a puzzled expression.
Venerable Jing Ping on the side thought for a moment.
"I think the Dharma of Dongfang Saint is profound and the Buddha's heart is firm and flawless. Even if it is Blood Guanyin, it is really not easy to control him."
"That's why the Eastern Brahma Saint has so much Blood Guanyin magic power in his body."
While speaking, Saint Dongfan had already woken up.
But there was still a bit of confusion and loss in his expression.
"Saint?"
Venerable Jing Ping tried to call out.
Saint Dongfan did not react, but looked at Ye Qingyun blankly.
I watched it for quite a while.
Ye Qingyun felt uncomfortable all over.
After all, no matter whether it was a little girl or an old man, he couldn't stand being stared at so directly by an old monk.
"Um, I said"
"Amitabha! I seem to have seen the donor?"
"ah?"
Ye Qingyun was stunned for a moment.
Everyone present was also puzzled and didn't quite understand what the Dongfang Saint was talking about.
There is only Hui Kong.
His expression changed, and he looked at the Dongfang Saint with deep eyes.
Then he seemed to think of something.
A smile full of wisdom appeared at the corner of his mouth.
The dull expression of Dongfan Saint gradually became excited.
His eyes were still fixed on Ye Qingyun.
"That's right! It must be right!"
"I remember the face of the donor, I must have seen it before!"
Ye Qingyun only felt baffled.
Today was the first time he saw the Dongfang Saint. Why did this old monk think he had seen him?
Could it be that he is old and confused?
This chapter has been completed!