The heaven and earth are in different phases, and the wind and clouds are changing.
Thunder dragons descended from the sky one after another, as if the end of the world was coming.
No one can tell what level of cultivation an abbot of a temple has. The only thing that can be known is that it represents the strongest combat power of a city and a temple.
At this moment, there are dozens of people with such fighting strength, and they are all gathered together to survive the tribulation. Not to mention the surrounding Buddha sea, even small temples in remote areas can see this terrifying scene.
It's like heaven's punishment has come.
"Things are troublesome. Who is over there to overcome the tribulation? The old monk Juehu from Luohan Temple. Isn't he from the Immortal God Realm? Does the Immortal God Realm have such power to overcome the tribulation?"
"No, look at Master Xuanku of Kutuo Temple. His strength was only in the middle and lower reaches in previous years. Why is the power of the Heavenly Tribulation so powerful?"
"And the one from Tianyin Temple..."
"Made, damn it, everyone is hiding their clumsiness and pretending to be weak. If it weren't for this thunder disaster, I really wouldn't have seen that one of them is more fierce than the other!"
While dealing with the thunder, the eminent monks looked far into the distance to observe the situation of other people. Their strength was undoubtedly exposed during the thunder tribulation. A person's strength can be disguised, but the tribulation cannot be disguised. It will directly feed back the strength of the person who overcomes the tribulation.
The monks became more and more frightened as they watched.
The sea of thunder spreads, struggling to hold on.
As time passed by, the atmosphere remained anxious.
But the style of painting on the Buddhist altar is completely different.
Two figures sat together, holding Huazi in their mouths, smoking and puffing away at each other.
"Master, it's really hard for these people to survive the tribulation. I don't know if anyone will die."
Ma Niubi said.
"A few will definitely have to die, even if they die, it will weaken the combat effectiveness of the Pure Land of Paradise. They have robbed your Uncle Ergouzi of the Dao Fruit. There will definitely be a tough battle in the future."
"Lord Buddha is paying attention to this. If something happens here, there should be a chance to contact him."
Li Xiaobai said lightly that he and Ma Niubi were both in the ethereal realm, and the lightning tribulation was relatively short-lived, unlike those old monsters who were baptized by thunder for days and nights.
He is already an internal member of Lingyin Temple, and he has no worries that he will be turned away because of this matter. In the eyes of others, he is a genius who needs to complete the mission four times in a row. The more he performs on the Buddhist defense stage,
Prominent, the louder the noise, the more it shows that he has extraordinary potential, and the eminent monks and virtuous men of Lingyin Temple will pay more attention to him.
"Master is invincible. In front of Master, the Pure Land can only run away in panic!"
Ma is awesome and boasts about it every day.
The thunder tribulation above the void has calmed down a lot, and the disciple-level monks have successfully overcome the tribulation and begun to return one after another.
Only the eminent monks at the abbot level are still struggling to support themselves all over the world.
The monk in the mourning hall rushed back with all the monks in a murderous manner. This time, my grandma's family was really at a loss. They survived the disaster for no reason, and there was no breakthrough. They were beaten in vain.
"Wuhu, get out of here, poor monk!"
"You despise the Dharma, despise the Buddhist debate platform, and despise our Buddha. You dare to commit such atrocities here and try to kill the monks of my temple with a thunder calamity. What are your intentions?"
"The poor monk knows that none of the monks who come from the abandoned land of the East is a good bird. You came here deliberately to cause destruction and want to weaken the combat power of my Pure Land, yes or no!"
The mourning hall was about to explode with anger. Fortunately, the monks in Lingyin Temple were only seriously injured and there were no casualties. Otherwise, they would not have the face to explain to the Buddha.
"Amitabha, why is Master Lingtang angry? Monks are compassionate, so how can a young monk act like this?"
"Thunder Killing is just the young monk's attack method. Besides, the young monk was also troubled by the thunder tribulation. Didn't he also get through it safely?"
"It can be seen that the young monk's attack has exposed the weaknesses of the monks in Lingyin Temple. In the future, more targeted training is needed. But having said that, I thought that Lingyin Temple has many masters and should be able to resist the young monk.
Second, I didn’t expect that the fact is that there is no one who can fight. I have to say that Xiaoseng is very disappointed in you!"
Li Xiaobai took a small sip of Huazi, puffed out smoke for a while and said.
"You bastard, if you hadn't been cheating, how could we have done this!"
"Who the hell told you to still use the thunder tribulation rosary? Relying on the power of thunder tribulation is nothing. If you have the guts to fight in a duel!"
The monk in the mourning hall was furious, and the monks behind him were also murderous. At this moment, they no longer concealed themselves. They all turned into bloodthirsty beasts. They threw away the shackles of ethics and morals and just wanted to cut the people in front of them into pieces.
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"Single challenge?"
"So you are good at fighting?"
"Being beaten is of no use. To be a prostitute, you need strength. Do you have the strength?"
"Xiao Monk loves to attack people he thinks are outstanding in his life. If you want to play, Xiao Monk wouldn't mind playing with you!"
Li Xiaobai flipped his wrist, took out another thunder calamity rosary, and said with a smile.
"Despicable, you used the thunder calamity rosary to openly put the Buddhist monks into crisis. You are so sinful that you are doomed, and you are so stubborn that you will be killed as soon as possible when Master Abbot comes back!"
Seeing another thunder calamity rosary, the mourning hall and others involuntarily stepped back, their expressions changed several times.
They have already had a psychological shadow on this thing. Thunder Tribulation Rosary Beads have been circulating in the market, but no one cares about it. In their opinion, only madmen will refine this kind of thing, and only madmen will use this thing.
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"I have plenty of thunder tribulations, so I'll give you one."
Li Xiaobai casually threw a thunder calamity rosary towards the monk in the mourning hall.
"What the hell..."
The monk in the mourning hall hurriedly caught the rosary, for fear that it would explode again. He had just survived a wave of lightning disaster, and if it happened again, he would really have to explain it here today.
The young monks were in a big commotion again. This thing had become their nightmare. They couldn't figure it out. Why was this Wuhu monk not afraid of thunder disasters and carrying a rare treasure?
"Today's victory has been decided. The young monk challenged the more than thirty temples present with one person's strength and did not lose. On the other hand, the masters were embarrassed and frustrated, and they made judgments!"
"When the young monk goes to Lingyin Temple to seek the true scriptures, I hope all the masters will get closer to him."
Li Xiaobai clasped his hands together and said cheerfully.
"Everyone stop it!"
"On the Buddhist debate stage, life and death are equal, and no trouble is allowed!"
The monks in the mourning hall wanted to say something more, but a ray of light fell in the distance, and the old monk in the mourning platform, with his clothes in torn clothes and covered in blood, came out of the air in a state of embarrassment and stopped their actions.
"Little Master Wuhu, you are indeed a good man. I will report this matter to the abbot. He will make his own decision whether you stay or go. But from today on, I hope that I will not see such collective tribulation incidents happen again.