"You bastards..." Master Juyan was angry when he saw the temple being destroyed. He didn't care about the difference in cultivation between them and rushed up and pulled the monk Xuanbing robe.

This person's cultivation is extremely low, and he has no idea who destroyed his lair. However, because it was Monk Xuanbing who threw him out, he only tried to find Monk Xuanbing to fight desperately. Tang Cheng looked at Monk Xuanbing in a hurry and hurriedly swaying the old monk of the Giant Rock and stood by.

The old god, Master Juyan, mentioned by the villagers, looks quite strange. His head is as big as a dustpan, his neck is short and thick, and his ears are very popular. Originally, the villagers all over the ground admire Master Juyan. In the eyes of these illiterate villagers, Master Juyan is more profound than the gentlemen in the private school, more majestic than the commander in the county town, and more kind than the elders in the clan. In short, Master Juyan is the spiritual leader in their hearts.

One word can lead to death, one word can lead to death.

Such mysterious majesty was completely shattered today. Master Giant Rock was easily knocked down to the ground by the angry monk Xuanbing, and stepped on it with another foot.

At this time, Tang Cheng You Ran stepped forward and said, "Okay, the farce should be over. The ugly monk..."

"Bah, you are ugly monk!"

"We came to challenge Nalanda Temple. Take out the token to him and show it!" Tang Cheng did not react at all to such an ant-like figure, and the benefits of words were meaningless. Therefore, Tang Cheng went straight in and told the other party directly about his purpose.

Xuan Bing was stunned, and then said in great harmony: "I am Xuan Bing from Nalanda Temple. I heard that Pudu Zen Buddhism was originally the lower courtyard of my Nalanda Temple. I came to see it. How have you made progress over the past tens of thousands of years?"

Compared to Tang Cheng's words, Monk Xuanbing was obviously well aware of the psychology of these guys. When he heard that it was a sect dispute, Master Juyan was stunned at first, and then sneered: "Nanata Temple is going to take advantage of others' danger. Are we afraid of Zen Buddhism? You are waiting..."

Tang Cheng said decisively: "We can't wait. You'd better get faster. Every quarter of an hour, we will destroy a lower courtyard of Pudu Zen Buddhism, just like your giant rock temple. If you want to stop us, it depends on whether you have the strength!"

"Is this a challenge?" Monk Juyan shook his huge head and asked again, sure.

"What do you think this is? Do you play house? Wake up, bald boy." Tang Cheng sneered and determined to challenge him. Moreover, Tang Cheng also told the other party very despicable that they would continue to destroy the lower court and make these guys who were destined to have no future in the sect even lose their last foothold.

Xuanbing took away his feet, and the monk Juyan climbed up and looked at Tang Cheng and the other two with hatred. The eyes were called Xuanbing, but Tang Cheng's face was as thick as a city wall, so it didn't matter.

"Wait, Pudu Zen Buddhism is not easy to bully, what is Lanta Temple?" With a meaningless harsh words, Tang Cheng suddenly stepped forward, frightening the monk Big Rock and Big Head so much that he ran away with a card.

Monk Xuanbing hurriedly suggested: "Let's follow him secretly!"

Tang Cheng looked at him angrily and said, "I tell you, never be smart. Hate is always more powerful than love. Let the monks of Pudu Zen come to find us automatically, instead of us looking for him. What will happen if they are carried around by this huge rock and big head, and what will happen?"

"Never underestimate the enemy's wisdom, and don't overestimate your IQ. Use the stupidest method to complete the most difficult things as quickly as possible."

Xuan Bing was confused when he heard this, but now Tang Cheng is stronger now. Even if he has any opinions, he can only swallow it. Monk Xuan Bing laughed awkwardly and asked, "Now, let's continue?"

Tang Cheng said: "Not bad! You will do everything next."

Seeing that Monk Xuanbing was a little unbearable, Tang Cheng smiled and said, "You said, if the demon clan or Shura clan came to attack, would these lower courts still exist? Will the monks inside save their lives? "

"We are saving their lives! Saving people without letting them know, isn't this the greatest good?"

Although Monk Xuanbing had some doubts, he completed Tangcheng's orders without any discount. Hezhe Temple, Zhemin Temple, Liuting Courtyard, Huisi Courtyard, all the temples were frozen in the attack of Monk Xuanbing, and the shining ice surface reflected the sunshine, which was magnificent and fantasy.

Although no one was killed, this behavior was a naked provocation. Two hours later, Tang Cheng and Xuan Bing waited for the visitor of Pudu Zen Buddhism as they wished.

The person who came was actually an old acquaintance from Tangcheng - Xinyuan.

Xinyuan is the hope of the future of Pudu Zen Buddhism. Even if there is a sudden dispute, it will not cause any harm to this kind of genius in practice. When Tang Cheng and Yuan Buxie went to the East China Sea, it was Xinyuan but the cultivation level of Yuanye Stage, but it was already ranked among the four gods in Pudu Zen Buddhism. Then among the Yuanye Stage monks, it was a scorpion shit-the only one. This shows his talent,

When we met again, the mind was already formed into a relics, but we were afraid that we would soon form a Buddhist Dharma body and achieve the position of the primordial spirit. As soon as the two sides met, the mind was stunned when he saw Tang Cheng.

Xinyuan is still the same outfit as before. The snow-white monk robe cut like a white cloud ripples in the gentle wind. The numb shoes are stepping on the golden lotus, and the monk's aura is full of aura.

However, his stunnedness destroyed his momentum. Xinyuan smiled bitterly and said, "It's Brother Tang Cheng Dao. Is Jianzhai going to take advantage of the situation and deal with our Pudu Zen Buddhism?"

Compared to Xuan Bing, a ten-year-old otaku, Tang Cheng is somewhat more famous, and Xinyuan has never forgotten this old friend who has met once.

Tang Cheng waved his hand gently, smiled and said, "My fellow Taoist Xinyuan said unfortunately, but it was not our Jianzhai going to expedition to Wuyi Mountain, but the Demon Clan or the Shura Clan."

Xinyuan's face darkened and she said, "I treat each other with sincerity, but fellow Taoist Tangcheng is here to make fun of me?"

Tang Cheng looked at Xuan Bing. At this time, it was time for him, the victim, to appear and speak! As soon as Xuan Bing touched Tang Cheng's gaze, he immediately understood and stepped forward, saying, "Fellow Taoist Xinyuan, please!"

"Who is this fellow Taoist?"

"Naranta Temple Xuanbing."

"Oh, the monk Fang Zheng, the Xuan generation of the Landata Temple, has been experiencing the four gods. I have heard of the great name for a long time. I wonder what the Taoist Xuanbing is going to come to Wuyi?"

The subtext of this sentence is: Which onion are you? Is there a person like you in Landa Temple? This is a naked slap in the face. If it were based on Xuanbing's previous temper, there would inevitably be a battle between the two. Now, after Na Landa Temple was destroyed, Xuanbing's temperament has become much calmer and is completely immune to this level of ridicule.

Monk Xuanbing smiled dismally and said, "Fang Zhengxianliang's four senior brothers are now in danger. Nalanda Temple has been destroyed, and the 100,000 mountains are not owned by us anymore."

Just as Tang Cheng imagined, no one would believe this news without evidence. Because everyone has long been accustomed to the existence of Nalanda Temple, without Nalanda Temple, it is like the creatures in Middle Earth without the scorching sun.

"This joke is not funny!" Monk Xinyuan's patience was exhausted, and at this moment, Xuanbing waved his hand and raised the Eight-Phase of Sakyamuni over his head.

Tushita came to heaven, white elephant entered the fetus, and the sanctification of the fetus was preached. The right flank was born, and he went to the monks through the city, became a monk under the tree, and became a Taoist priest. The two forests were destroyed. The eight images shone brightly, which made the face change in Xinyuan's face, and asked in a stern voice: "This is the treasure of Nalanda Temple. Just take a look at it, and you can make people suddenly realize the eight phases of Sakyamuni?"

"Not bad!" Xuan Bing smiled miserably and said, "Everything can be faked, but this top-grade artifact cannot be faked! If Nalanda Temple had not been destroyed, how could this token of the chief sect fall into my hands? Now, do you believe it?"

Then, Tang Cheng added a heavy weight to the balance of his mind. He said that the aura of his own soul monk spread without any concealment.

Xinyuan was shocked again and asked, "Fellow Taoist Tangcheng, fellow Taoist you, are you a primordial god, are you a primordial god cultivator?" That incredible look made people enjoy it like a fire in the middle of July when they ate ice sweet honey. However, under the threat of the demon clan, all this became boring.

"Not bad! You don't think I'm so bored, and I'll come here to tease you together with Monk Xuanbing!"

Xinyuan became silent, and his handsome face showed a struggled look. Now Pudu Zen Buddhism is weak. If Tang Cheng and the other two had malicious intentions, once they penetrated into Pudu Zen Buddhism, the damage they caused was immeasurable.

Tang Cheng sneered and said, "I have brought the words here. It's your own business to believe it or not. Xuanbing, let's go!" Tang Cheng was about to leave.

Monk Xinyuan hurriedly shouted: "True Tang stays!"

Tang Cheng ignored it at all and just urged Xuan Bing to leave. Monk Xinyuan knew that his hesitation had annoyed Tang Cheng and hurriedly apologized: "Fellow Daoist Tang, for the sake of our interaction, let's stay for the time being. Xinyuan I am a little bit light, so please come to my door to say it clearly and clearly."

Monk Xuanbing was unwilling to watch Pudu Zen Buddhism destroy the family, and said on the side: "True person, how can you bear to watch them die from the hands of the demon clan?"

Tang Cheng gave up and said, "Well, let the old stubborn people in Zen see the Eight-Phase Picture of Shakyamuni, and then we will leave. I don't want to be trapped in this Wuyi Mountain with you."

Xinyuan smiled bitterly, but there was no other way. The resolution was decided, and the three of them immediately left together, crossed the peaks, climbed Wuyi, and went deep into Pudu Zen.
Chapter completed!