Yuan Chen ignored the other party and continued to act according to his own thoughts. He never trusted others, let alone the person in front of him who seemed so unkind.
"Did you hear that? I'm talking about you!"
There were other believers on the pilgrimage. They were attracted by the monk's words, and they all showed hostility towards Yuan Chen.
A young man said fiercely: "The road of worship is sacred and inviolable. Why do you still step into this holy land if you are not a believer? God will curse you and make you riddled with holes, and you will fall into Yama forever."
A beautiful woman reprimanded her two or three-year-old child for kneeling, while using Yuan Chen as a negative example: "You must kneel down, don't learn from that person, he has a nice skin, no faith in his heart, and no respect."
, don’t know reverence. When your child grows up, you must respect heaven and earth, because they are the ones who feed you.”
Yuan Chen smiled calmly when he heard this. At this moment, he had reached a certain level of control over his charm. Now, in the eyes of outsiders, he is just a young man with an extraordinary appearance.
"Those who do not know what reverence is will never understand the respect of God, never understand the holiness of Buddha, and will never understand the vastness of heaven and earth."
The monk had a smile on his lips. He was confident because there were many people supporting him. These people who supported him were his most solid backing, and they would also be the most loyal believers.
With believers, there will be no shortage of incense in the temple, so they can have more oil and water.
"Didn't anyone tell you that this pilgrimage route was established by our former abbot? If no one told you, then I will tell you that this is a sacred and inviolable holy land, and this is Lingyin Temple."
Yuan Chen frowned. This man was so annoying. He stood in front of him and kept talking about things that had nothing to do with him.
【Let me help you, people like this really need to be dealt with. 】
As soon as he finished speaking, Yuan Chen threw out his left hand. At this moment, the four different things on Yuan Chen's left hand seemed to be alive, and they were grabbing at the monk with open teeth and claws.
The square-inch Rubik's Cube hanging around Yuan Chen's neck turned slightly. The monster with its teeth and claws turned back to the dragon's head and glanced at the Rubik's Cube. Fear suddenly appeared in its eyes and it shrank back timidly.
The monk had no idea that he had just walked away from the gate of hell. He watched Yuan Chen attack him, and he became more determined. If the other party attacked him, then the matter would be serious. If the matter was serious, he would be able to cover up his previous
mistake.
Because Lingyin Temple once had a rule that anyone who can stand from the beginning to the end of the pilgrimage will be a guest of Lingyin Temple.
This is also a piece of great wisdom from the previous abbot, but now, people have changed.
Then he had to block Yuan Chen's left hand. In his opinion, even if the opponent was left-handed, he couldn't be stronger than him.
The narrow vision limited his thinking. He was not qualified to see the library of Lingyin Temple. What he faced were some loyal believers, and the respect of these believers for him made him unable to find the north.
Looking at the sky from a well, there is only one fate for him, and that is to be slapped away.
A terrifying force hit the arm that he was subconsciously resisting, and then the arm broke with a snap. Before he could feel the pain, his ears started to buzz.
In the eyes of others, half of the monk's face had been slapped away, with blood splattered on his teeth and skin, making the monk look extremely terrifying.
It wasn't over yet, Yuan Chen's left hand was too strong, and the monk was directly slapped and flew into the sky on the right.
Yuan Chen's left hand was not stained with any blood. He glanced around and saw that all the people kneeling on the road of worship were as silent as a chill.
"Brother, you are so awesome."
Just now, the young son of a beautiful woman was unhappy when his mother forced him to kneel down. Now seeing such a happy scene made him feel bad.
Although the younger son is still young, only two or three years old, he understands a lot of things. He had seen this monk looking at his mother lustfully before, and he wanted to take further action.
My mother's faith was a little too much. She wanted to dedicate herself to the Buddha, so she would inevitably be deceived.
"Adults also make mistakes. Don't repeat such mistakes. Even if you make mistakes, you should correct them."
Yuan Chen left these words and left.
"Who dares to attack the messenger of God and the believer of Buddha? He is really looking for death. If he enters the territory of Lingyin Temple, he will regret coming to this world."
"Human? I think he is a demon, or else he is a demon. How can such a person be a human? He deserves to be called a human!"
Yuan Chen didn't pay attention to this group of people at all, and he had no time to pay attention to this group of people.
"The pressure has increased, drink. This level of strength is far inferior to that of a ten-thousand-step climbing ladder. Was there more civilization in prehistory than it is now? Era changes, one generation withers away and another is reborn. Are we just regressing?"
This is Yuan Chen’s inner question.
The pressure on this road was indeed high, but Yuan Chen still managed to hold on. This level of load could no longer hinder Yuan Chen's progress.
Walking out of the pilgrimage, Yuan Chen felt a golden light Yuan Chen emerge behind him. He jumped, and then his height actually increased by one point, so he had surpassed Yuan Chen's height.
"Who are you?"
Yuan Chen did not look back, he could already sense the golden light behind Yuan Chen. Although this light and shadow had the appearance of Yuan Chen, his essence was also connected with Yuan Chen.
Even Yuan Chen can directly control the other party, but Yuan Chen has an intuition that he has his own spiritual consciousness, probably for other reasons.
From just now, Yuan Chen knew that there should be a reward for standing on the road of worship, but now the reward was directly given to golden Yuan Chen.
The golden light Yuan Chen's figure slowly solidified, turning into a teenager who was taller than Yuan Chen. It didn't take long for the golden Yuan Chen to return to his real form. He looked at Yuan Chen's back with a smile.
Because Yuan Chen changes too frequently, the golden Yuan Chen now wears a golden mask on his face.
After Golden Yuan Chen said seriously, he became lively again and started jumping up and down, but after the reward disappeared, he disappeared.
“Faith is something you can’t live without, but you can’t live without it either.”
Yuan Chen sighed and galloped his horse all the way. He saw the desolation on the prairie. The grass and trees were all green and the pasture was abundant, but there were no shepherds in sight.
The water and grass are plentiful and the weather is smooth, but there are no farmers farming.
"I have always believed that man can conquer nature, and I can change my destiny. But why do you, who are no longer slaves, still kneel in front of others when the world changes? Has servility already penetrated into your bones?"
He just sighed a little, but did not lose confidence.
His path does not need anyone else to tell him what to do. His path will definitely be the strongest path.
The reason why Yuan Chen chose to go on the pilgrimage was simply to get rid of the monks who were following him.
It's hard to imagine what kind of sect could teach such a difficult guy.
Yuan Chen had already tried attacking the opponent, but it was completely useless.
At this moment, the bay-red horse came running from a distance. Yuan Chen, who had already relaxed, suddenly changed his expression and hurriedly whistled, and then the bay-red horse galloped away in the opposite direction.
Yuan Chen did not hesitate at all and rushed directly into the fortress not far away.
The door of the fortress was always open, and he entered easily.
While the bay-red horse was galloping, it suddenly raised its front hooves and kicked into the space. Then a door to space appeared, and it went straight in.
At the same time, the young monk attached to him was also sucked in.
In a distant temple, a young man fell off the bed with his breasts exposed.
He lay on the ground for a long time and couldn't get up. It wasn't that he didn't want to get up, but that he was so weak that it was difficult to even move.
At this moment, his face was pale, and he felt like his body had been hollowed out, and all his energy and blood had been swallowed up.
"Where is that place? I saw a great horror. This matter must not be told. It is too important."
At the next moment, an old monk walked in with vigorous steps. This is a place of retreat. As long as the person in retreat wakes up, the door of retreat will open.
"Ancestor, you are awake, the disciples are still waiting for you..."
When I just came in, after seeing the posture of the ancestor, the old monk was coughing and speechless.
"I'm sorry, Ancestor, if you continue to retreat, I saw nothing and heard nothing."
The young monk's eyes widened, feeling ashamed, but the next moment, he felt that his body was undergoing some kind of change, a change that exceeded his level.
That is the level of immortality.
He was lucky enough to come into contact with it.
This made him forget his embarrassment and jumped up regardless of his image. This was too important to him. If he wanted to truly break through to the fairy realm, he needed a very important step, which was to survive the love disaster.
To survive the love tribulation, he needs to feel the immortal energy. Now he actually feels that there is a trace of immortal energy in his body. As long as he survives the love tribulation, he will be able to become a real powerful person in the fairy realm.
"There are really too few ancient records about the Love Tribulation. I need to go to the Holy Mountain to ask the Immortal, where I may find the answer."
The young monk didn't know that the moment he sensed the immortal energy, his love disaster had quietly come.
"My assessment, is this considered a success or a failure?"
The young monk appeared disheveled in the ancestral hall. As soon as he finished speaking, golden Buddha lights appeared, and they illuminated the entire room.
"Everyone has turned into a ball, and they are getting smaller and smaller as they live."
A spirit tablet was in the last row, and the golden ball of light was also a smaller one. He whispered in a low voice: "Master, isn't it getting smaller and smaller as time goes by?"
"Not much. You have become brave. If you are resurrected in the future, let's see how I deal with you."
The young monk's words directly made Buduo honest.
"Come on, you are still competing with yourself now. All your former brothers and sisters were sent away by you. Is there any point in competing like this?"
The young monk was stunned for a moment, and then slowly bowed to the golden ball of light that he spoke to before. Then the ball of light exploded, dissipated into golden light, and was finally lost in the darkness.
"Master He, go on your way and I won't send you off." (To be continued)