"Um?"

Everyone turned their heads and stared at the figure slowly paced from the void. He crossed a hundred meters every step, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared in everyone's sight. om

He was wearing an aurora robe and a bright red transparent gown.

"Bald? I seem to have seen similar images somewhere..."

The little monkey king frowned, his eyes shone brightly, staring at the person who came, and the yellow light flowed on his body, like a piece of armor.

"Monk? Buddhism?" Jiang Han's pupils suddenly shrank, and he exclaimed in surprise. The saying "Amitabha" is the iconic Buddhist disciples!

In addition to the clothes of Buddhist disciples, the identity of the person who came here has been fully demonstrated.

However, according to his understanding, although there was a Buddhist sect in Tianwu Continent a long time ago, as time goes by, Buddhism has long been destroyed in time and has not appeared for tens of thousands of years!

However, there are Buddhist disciples in this secret realm of gods and demons!

"Amitabha! It is not easy for this donor to recognize me at first sight!" The monk looked at Jiang Han with some surprise and said, "It seems that the donor has a good fate with me!"

Jiang Han curled his lips. He knew that Buddhist disciples always said, "I have a destiny to be with my Buddhist school." This is a scene, just listen, don't take it seriously.

"Buddhist?"

Jiang Han was still calm, but everyone else was shocked.

They are all geniuses of all races. They have read all the classics since childhood, so they naturally know this long-dead Buddhist sect!

When they think of Buddhism, the most profound thing they remember is the word "power"!

According to classics, Buddhist disciples were once spread throughout the Tianwu Continent, and no matter which race, there were loyal believers of Buddhism!

Legend has it that those who practice Buddhism to achieve Buddhahood are comparable to gods and demons!

"No wonder I think it looks familiar. It turns out to be the legendary Buddhist disciple." The little monkey king's eyes were full of surprise. He looked at the monk up and down, "The legend is true, all Buddhist disciples are bald."

"Amitabha!" The monk put his hands together, and he always smiled. Without any anger, he said to the little monkey king, "Donor, you have a great fate with my Buddhist sect!"

The little monkey king was stunned. He looked around and confirmed that the monk was talking about himself. He immediately burst into laughter, "Although it is said that your Buddhist teachings are powerful, I don't want to be a bald man!"

"The donor's words are wrong!" The monk shook his head and smiled gently, "I have a saying in Buddhism that I have a hair-bearing practice. If the donor does not want to be ordain it, it is feasible!"

Jiang Han raised his eyebrows slightly. He had heard that when he was on Earth, Buddhism is good at saving people and is free from his tongue. This has led many people to convert to Buddhism.

Now it seems that this monk is planning to save the little monkey king into the Buddha?

Jiang Han's face was a little strange. He thought of the mythical born stone monkey Sun Wukong, who was named the Battle of the Battle of the Buddha. However, the monkey was naughty and aggressive by nature, and even if he became a Buddha, his nature would be difficult to change.

"Get out!" The little monkey king waved his hand and sneered. "I have seen records in ancient books. You Buddhists often use Buddhism to deceive people in the world. Now they still want to deceive me?"

"Amitabha! Sin!" The monk clasped his hands together, and a layer of warm Buddha light appeared on his body. "Donor..."

"That monk..." At this time, Jiang Han suddenly interrupted, "I think you... seem to be a human race, right?"

The monk was stunned, looked at Jiang Han, and smiled and said, "Music disciples, no racial thoughts!"

"Don't say these are useless!"

Jiang Han sneered, "If I remember correctly, there are no one like you among the people who come in from my human race!"

"Yes!" At this time, the seven people watching the battle also leaned over. Ye Tian's eyes lit up, and he stared at the monk and said, "Our human race has stolen two gods and demons. I think one of them is on him!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yuanwang and others were stunned.

They didn't know that such a thing happened to the human race. Under the protection of the powerful Martial Saint, they also lost two gods and demon orders.

"Amitabha, the donor's words are wrong!" The monk said with a kind smile, "The gods and demons orders, those who are destined to be obtained! I got the gods and demons orders by chance, which naturally means that I have a great fate with this gods and demons secret realm..."

"Everyone says that Buddhist disciples are good at quibbling. It seems that they really didn't wrong you!" Jiang Han sneered repeatedly, and he suddenly shouted, "Bald, we have to calculate the account now!"

"Haha, I like the name bald donkey!" The little monkey laughed. Obviously, he was resentful of the monk's previous attempt to save him into Buddhism.

"Yes! Calculate it well!" Ye Tiancong echoed loudly, but soon he approached Jiang Han and whispered, "Senior Brother Jiang, those two guys who have lost the God and Demon Order seem to have nothing to do with us, right?"

"How can you say it doesn't matter if you belong to the same clan?" Jiang Han said righteously, "If you don't steal this bald donkey today, how can you avenge the two brothers who lost the opportunity?"

A black line was drawn on everyone's foreheads almost at the same time. They all rolled their eyes, clearly trying to steal the monk, but they were just speaking righteously. Most importantly, they actually thought it was very reasonable!

"The donor's words are wrong!" The monk shook his head, not displeased at all because of the titles of Jiang Han and others. "Isn't I a mankind?"

"Just!" Jiang Han sneered, "Which turtle is he just saying that Buddhism has no racial thoughts?"

The monk said calmly: "There is a difference between the thought of no race and the thought of no race! The thought of no race..."

"Shut up!"

Jiang Hanleng shouted, and he knew that if the monk continued to speak, he might become what he might have turned into.

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure flashed, and he had already appeared in front of the monk and punched him out.

Everyone's eyes followed him, and they all wanted to know what methods did the Buddhist sect, which once flourished in the Tianwu Continent?

Bang!

To everyone's surprise, the monk did not dodge at all in this punch, and let Jiang Han punch him in the face and flew backwards.

Even Jiang Han was stunned for a moment, which was inconsistent with his idea!

Why didn't this monk fight back?

Before he could think clearly, the monk appeared in front of him again, and there was no scar on his face when he was punched. He had a serious expression, but he still smiled and said, "Amitabha! If the donor can release his anger like this, I am willing!"

Bang!

When Jiang Han heard this, he punched the monk again without any hesitation.

"Amitabha, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell!" The monk stepped forward slowly, still smiling.

Bang!

"Amitabha! Donor..."

Bang!

“Ami…”

Bang!

Finally, after being fisted four times in a row, the smile on the monk's face could no longer be maintained. He stretched out a hand to block Jiang Han's fist and stared at Jiang Han seriously.

"Amitabha! As the saying goes, don't slap people in the face! Donor, why do you always slap me in the face?" (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, novels are better, updated and faster!
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