,, "Don't worry, Benefactor Cao, as long as I am here, no one can kill you." Seeing Cao Sheng so flustered and afraid of Mo Hai, Xuan En's eyes became more solemn.
Xuan En is the abbot of Lingkong Temple in Jinling. He often goes to and from the upper class society in Jinling. Naturally, he knows Cao Sheng's identity. The fact that he can make big men like Cao Sheng so fearful is enough to show that the young man in front of him is really not an ordinary person.
"Amitabha, young man, do you have anything to say about what Almsgiver Cao said?" Xuan En looked at Mo Hai and said calmly, as if he were a senior monk.
Although Xuan En is an eminent monk and everyone respects him, Mo Hai doesn't take him seriously.
Xuan En made a lot of money through the auction today, which is enough to show that he is not a real eminent monk. Moreover, Xuan En has a fat head and big ears. It seems that he eats and drinks a lot in his daily life. Even though his monk's robes are simple, he still has a lot of money.
His hypocrisy cannot be concealed.
Of course, Mo Hai didn't care about these things, but if Xuan En didn't know how to appreciate him and insisted on helping Cao Sheng, then his cultivation path would probably end today.
"Master, this matter has nothing to do with you. Just get out of the way. If you get burned, you won't regret it." Mo Hai said calmly.
"Young man, your tone is a little too arrogant. Be careful of the trouble that comes from your mouth. However, I am a monk and should be compassionate. I don't want to argue with you, a young man. So, you and Almsgiver Cao give me
Just to save face, sit down and have a serious discussion to eliminate the grudges. It is better to resolve enemies than to end them." Xuan En said, his words sounded like an eminent monk's style.
"Since Master Xuan En said so, I have no objection. As long as you apologize to me in public, I don't have to pursue this matter." Cao Sheng was very generous to Xuan En and said quickly. He knew that Mo Hai was not easy to mess with either.
Yes, since Xuan En personally came forward to give both parties a step down, he was ready to get down.
However, he was willing to come down this step, but Mo Hai was not willing to come down.
And he thought very well. He actually asked Mo Hai to apologize to him, which was commendable for his courage.
"You don't have to pursue it, but I must pursue it. I gave you a chance last night. Since you don't cherish it, there is no need for you to live in this world." Mo Hai said lightly.
As soon as these words came out, Xuan En's face darkened and he was a little unhappy. Mo Hai actually didn't even give him face.
"Young man, enough is enough." Xuan En said suddenly, his voice low but loud, like the sound of a bell, reverberating in people's hearts.
Xuan En was obviously a little angry.
"Yutong, hurry up and tell him to shut up and stop offending Master Xuan En." Yun Yuechan quickly said to Xie Yutong. She was kind-hearted, but Xie Yutong didn't care at all.
"Sister Yuechan, you don't have to worry about my master. This monk is no match for my master." Xie Yutong said with a smile.
"You girl, why don't you know what is good and what is good? Do you really think that your master can defeat my elder brother so that you can ignore Master Xuan En? Master Xuan En has unpredictable magical powers. Your master
There is no way he can be his opponent, and don't you look at how old Master Xuan En is. After practicing for so many years, can't he even deal with a young man?" Yun Yuechan frowned and said dissatisfied.
"Yes, Yutong, let your master keep a low profile. Young man, there is nothing wrong with being young and energetic, but if you are too arrogant and high-profile, you will offend some people who can't afford to offend, and it will be too late to regret." Mr. Yun,
He also kindly advised.
The Yun family, all because of Xie Yutong's face,
Only then would they persuade him kindly, otherwise, they would not care about Mo Hai's life or death.
However, Xie Yutong turned a deaf ear to the Yun family's persuasion. This made the Yun family dissatisfied with Xie Yutong, feeling that Xie Yutong was too ignorant.
Because of Mo Hai's "arrogance", the atmosphere in the venue suddenly became depressed and solemn. Master Xuan En, a generation of eminent monks, looked gloomy at this moment, which showed that he was unhappy in his heart.
"It seems that if I don't take action today, you won't be obedient at all." Xuan En saw Mo Hai, who had always been calm and calm, and didn't take him as an eminent monk seriously at all. His anger grew in his heart.
"You are so irritable, how can you bear the title of eminent monk? Since you have escaped into Buddhism, go back and practice hard. Don't be blinded by the prosperous world. As for these mundane things, there is no need to interfere." Mo Hai
He said jokingly, Xuan En's state is too bad. The three poisons of greed, anger, and ignorance have not been eradicated. He pretends to be a monk, let alone an eminent monk.
"You are so young, what qualifications do you have to teach me a lesson?" Xuan En was so angry that his white beard was trembling slightly, "Since you are so arrogant, I will let you see the majesty of my Buddhist sect today."
After Xuan En finished speaking, he held the rosary in his hand and chanted sutras rapidly. Xuan En's chanting sound seemed to have infinite magic power. When people heard it, their spirits suddenly fell into a trance, as if they were in the clouds, misty and confused, and dizzy.
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Xuan En was chanting sutras while looking at Mo Hai. Seeing that Mo Hai's face was as usual, Xuan En couldn't help but speed up the chanting speed.
Xuan En still has some cultivation skills, and the sound of chanting sutras is a kind of Buddhist magical power called Fanbai to enchant the soul.
Injecting the power of thoughts into the sound of chanting can confuse people's minds.
But unfortunately, Xuan En's telekinesis power, compared to Mo Hai's spiritual telepathy, was the difference between a small river and a vast ocean, and had no impact on Mo Hai at all.
"Okay, stop reading." Suddenly, Mo Hai spoke, and with one sentence, the stunned onlookers came back to their senses.
Xuan En was even more shaken. He took a few steps back and then managed to steady his body. He looked at Mo Hai blankly, not knowing what to do for a moment.
His Fanbai enchantment actually had no impact on Mo Hai. Mo Hai destroyed his Buddhist magical power with just one word, which was hard for Xuan En to accept.
"This, this is impossible, how could you not have anything wrong?" Xuan En couldn't believe it.
"You should go back and practice hard. Don't you know your own state of mind? Stop being stubborn." Mo Hai said.
Xuan En looked embarrassed. Mo Hai's eyes seemed to see through his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys, but he still didn't understand how Mo Hai, a young man, could be so powerful. Even his own mental power could not have any impact on him.
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After a pause, Xuan En's face hardened, he looked at Mo Hai and said in a deep voice: "If you can take one more move from me, I will leave here immediately."
"Okay, if you have any magical powers, just use them." Mo Hai said nonchalantly.
Xuan En's face was solemn, the cassock on his body was beating in the wind, and the rosary beads in his hands were emitting a faint golden halo. At this moment, Xuan En was like a holy light, and the sharp auras were pushing towards the surroundings like a wave.
It gave people a strong sense of oppression, and the onlookers retreated one after another, leaving an open space for Xuan En and Mo Hai to fight.
"Devil's Palm!"
When the aura on Xuan En's body was concentrated to the extreme, Xuan En let out a low roar, and then struck out with a palm,
The rosary beads in his hand shone brightly, condensing into a seemingly unreal palm, carrying the overbearing wind, and struck towards Mo Hai.