Chapter 423 Hostages and Votes

No matter how powerful Jingzong is, he can't crawl along the network cable to save people. At most, he can use his brocade cassock from afar to provide assistance.

But was Shen Yi afraid of this brocade cassock?

Not afraid at all.

Today, he has been eating and drinking, and it is useless even if Tathagata comes here.

"What if I said that I am in Shuzhou now?" A calm voice came from the manifested shadow.

Shuzhou?

Shen Yi paused with his palm, "No reason?"

For no reason, at this moment, in Shuzhou, the work arranged by Shen Yi was being completed and the "Celestial Demon Slaying God Method" was spread.

His mind located the location of Wuyi through Taixu Illusion, and then climbed over along the network cable.

He switched his gaze and saw a busy city in front of him, with busy traffic and people coming and going. Wu Yin was walking with the crowd like an ordinary monk. Suddenly, a fat monk wearing apricot yellow monk robes, with his breasts exposed and his smile on his face broke in. In eyes.

When I actually met Sutra, I found that his appearance was not as old as his voice. He looked to be in his thirties, with a rosy face, like a Maitreya Buddha who had been fed up with oil and water.

"Mo Buddha, your senior brother is now in the hands of Lao Na. If you don't want Lao Na to quarrel with you, let Lao Na's disciple go."

The old monk said glib words in a serious tone, and the fat monk was gradually approaching Wu Yin.

With Jingzong's strength, it would be completely useless to deal with Wu Yin. Even if Shen Yi fights on his behalf, he cannot help Wu Yin escape.

"How can a dignified Jingzong also use these sneaky tricks?" Shen Yi seemed to frown slightly and said mockingly.

The fat monk laughed loudly when he heard the words, stroking his big belly and said: "All appearances are different, whether they are grand or sneaky, they are all empty, let go of them all. I have a true heart, so why should I be afraid of being grand, sneaky, demons and Buddhas? You should regard me as a stubborn person from the Vinaya sect."

He was playful and uninhibited, not like the three Buddhist sects, but more like a monk who broke the precepts. But the colorful Buddha light also showed this person's profound Buddhist skills and profound Buddhist teachings.

All appearances are non-identical, that is, the Tathagata is seen.

If this sutra sect really understands this principle, then his realm in Buddhism will probably be even better than that of the Vinaya sect, especially in terms of strength.

For people in Taoism and Buddhism, especially the practitioners of Daci'en Temple who focus on cultivating their minds, their Buddhist practice represents their martial arts realm. The stronger the Buddhist practice, the stronger their strength.

Jingzong Zhenru, he can really do such a thing without showing off his skin.

In other words, this person has no face at all.

"Oh."

Shen Yi chuckled, suddenly stretched out his palm, and pressed it on Xu Wen's head through the Buddha's light, "Tear it apart, the abbot of the Great Ci'en Temple for no reason, no matter how you calculate it, this is all earned."

While speaking, Shen Yi's palms were already affixed to the Buddha's light, and the Xuanhun Gang Qi was constantly rubbing and colliding with the colorful Buddha's light.

"Don't act like an old man and don't dare."

The fat monk stretched out his palm, and the fat five fingers spread out and quickly grew in size, like the sky and a curtain, directly covering Wu Yin who stopped in his steps.

The colorful Buddha's light filled his field of vision, and Wu Yin felt that he was like an object in someone else's palm. His whole body was restrained, and even his soul could not move. He could only watch the huge mountain-like palm slowly press down.

A premonition of death filled my mind.

With this palm strike, he will really die.

At the same time, Shen Yi's palm slowly pressed into the Buddha's light. The dark energy and the Buddha's light continued to dissolve, and black smoke filled the palm. It was obvious that this move was not easy. But the palm moved forward. The speed has never slowed down.

Three inches!

Two inches!

An inch!

The two palms approached simultaneously, and they were already very close to the target.

"There is no other God who is the Self."

Wu Yin slowly closed his eyes and recited the Buddha's name, but he didn't feel any fear at all. In other words, his fear had become Shen Yi's fear, and was contained together with the fears of countless people, turning into Shen Yi's fear. The power of thoughts.

There is no cause and no fear of death.

But death did not come either.

That palm that covered the sky finally stopped in a small area.

"What a ruthless demon Buddha," Jingzong stopped and said, "You are actually willing to follow such a ruthless person."

The second half of the sentence is about Wu Cause.

"Namo He is the God of Self," Wuyi opened his eyes, clasped his palms together, and said, "Senior, you have not completely let go after all."

The implication is, of course, that Jingzong failed to truly realize that all phases are not phases, and he lost.

The two of them almost took action in no particular order, and both moved forward at the same distance. However, Jingzong could not be like Shen Yi. He could not ignore Xu Wen's safety and finally chose to stop.

"Oh, monks are compassionate. If you ignore your life just to prove the so-called letting go, then it is not a kind of inability to let go."

Jingzong sneered and said: "Junior, you also want to imitate the devil and Buddha to compete with me, you are still too young."

He swung his big sleeves violently, and the world was spinning. For no reason, he felt that his eyes were filled with darkness, like a whirlpool, being sucked into the big sleeves.

At the same time, the phantom transformed by the Buddha's light in the brocade cassock said: "Demon Buddha, I lost this game, but if you think you can take advantage of the Great Ci'en Temple with the help of false information, don't even think about it."

The shadow's face gradually became clearer, but it was not as round as that of the fat monk. Instead, it was quite thin, with a faint sharp look.

"If you want to get your senior brother back, bring Xu Wen to the Great Ci'en Temple. You and I will have a discussion. If you win again, I will let you do whatever you want. If you don't dare to come, just kill Xu Wen."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Yi felt Wuyin's direction moving rapidly, passing half of Qingzhou in just a few breaths.

At the same time, the Buddha's light on the brocade cassock was gradually fading away, and external defenses were withdrawn.

'If he can't threaten me, he simply withdraws, because he knows that he is at a disadvantage. Instead of continuing to talk, it is better to just take a gamble.'

Shen Yi stopped his palm and did not continue to press it, "There is also this fat one, one thin one, one smooth one, one strong one... heart, body, desire, sex, mind, these two phases of yours are again Which two?'

In this verbal exchange, Shen Yi learned a lot about the other party. This Jingzong was indeed in an extraordinary state of mind, comparable to the current Shen Yi. If it weren't for the fact that the moral bottom line was not as flexible as Shen Yi, he would not have really crossed that line. Daokan, maybe this trial confrontation will end with the death of the hostages on both sides.

"Da Ci'en Temple...I will go."

As soon as Shen Yi activated Gang Qi, the mysterious Qi surged out, surrounding Xu Wen into a large cocoon.

"But before we go, we have to resolve the matter of true martial arts."

When Master Daoxu went up the mountain, the battle situation changed again, and it was time for Shen to intervene.

The black lotuses moved one after another, covering up the dark cocoon, while Shen Yi walked towards Mount Taihe step by step with the immeasurable Yin demon transformed from his soul.

In the end, I couldn’t add an update.

The third update will be tomorrow. If you can't do it, just walk on the rooftop.
Chapter completed!