When Fu Mang suddenly raised his head, he saw only a monk standing in front of him.
This monk's cassock is filled with Buddha's light. Half of his upper body is exposed, but his muscles are clear and golden. He holds a Zen staff in his hand, making him look very majestic.
Behind him stood several men wearing bamboo hats and wearing black clothes. Because they had their heads lowered, they could not see clearly.
Fu Mang immediately frowned and protected himself in front of everyone.
"Master, is something wrong?" Fu Mang asked, looking at the monk warily.
However, compared to other blockers, Fu Mang was more vigilant, but not that high. After all, the person he met was a monk, so the threat was at least much smaller.
"Haha, the donors, the poor monk's name is like dust." After saying that, he bowed slightly: "The donors, where are you going?"
"Master, it seems that where we go is none of your business, right?" Shiyu warned.
"Guan, of course it's the poor monk's business." Ruchen smiled softly and said something shocking.
"Master, what do you mean?" Jianghu Baixiaosheng suddenly felt something bad and hurriedly said in a cold voice.
"Haha, monks are so compassionate, so what evil intentions can they have? Why should the donors be so nervous? It's just that when the road is rough, they just draw their swords to help."
"How many of you are going to Fairy Island?"
As soon as the monk's words came out, Jianghu Bai Xiaosheng and others who had just lowered their vigilance after listening to the first half of the words were immediately raised to the highest chord.
Fairy Island is their secret base, how can ordinary people know it, let alone the monk in front of them who has never seen it before.
"Master, I don't know what you are talking about." Jianghu Baixiaosheng said coldly.
"Stubborn son, stubborn and ineffective!" Ruchen smiled slightly: "The poor monk is trying to save all sentient beings, but you still want to deceive the poor monk. You need to know that the Buddha can also get angry?"
As soon as the words fell, Ruchen closed his mouth slightly, and the next second, his mouth moved.
"Om!"
A small golden character came out of his mouth and went straight towards Jianghu Baixiaosheng. When it was in front of Jianghu Baixiaosheng, the character was already as big as a human being. Even if Fu Mang blocked the front for Jianghu Baixiaosheng, it was still in front of the huge golden character.
Under the impact, a group of people still fell on their backs.
"Amitabha! Good! Good!" Ruchen hit him with a blow. He quickly clasped his hands together, said a slight thought in his mouth, and lowered his head, as if he was extremely reluctant to take action.
"You!" Fu Mang covered the pain in his chest and looked at Ruchen angrily.
"Several donors, who say they put down their butcher's knives, become Buddhas immediately, and associate with the devil Han Sanqian, will only get stuck in the mud and end up harming others and themselves. The gains outweigh the losses."
"It is only natural for the few donors to practice with the poor monks in order to realize the great path."
"Otherwise, you will be punished by God!"
"Bah, where did the demon monk come from to preach to us! If Han Sanqian is a demon, you are the demon monk." Shiyu was naturally angry that his leader was so demonized by others.
To her, Han Sanqian was gentle and would always protect them when they were in danger. He was an out-and-out hero. Naturally, she could not allow others to insult her at will.
"Pindao said he was a demon, so he is a demon!" Faced with Shiyu's rebuttal, Ruchen's face was filled with cold anger, and he shouted coldly: "Quit being angry!"
"Master, please refrain from anger."
Behind him, a disciple wearing a bamboo hat stood up.
"This woman has been attacked by demonic energy and has lost her original sanity. You are the body of Buddha's light, so go and save her."
"yes!"
After receiving the order, the disciple wearing the bamboo hat gently took off the bamboo hat.
When he took off his bamboo hat, he revealed a man with an extremely powerful appearance. The two scars on his face and the fierce light in his eyes all told that the person in front of him was definitely not a kind person.
Not to mention people like Jianghu Baixiaosheng who have been around the world all year round, even Fuli and others can see at a glance how vicious this person is.
What kind of Buddhist disciple is this? He is clearly the kind of gangster who kills people like crazy.
"You are indeed a monster monk!" Fu Mang suddenly stood up, drew his sword, and made an attack gesture.
"Ignorant people, I am a poor monk trying to help you, but you don't know what is good or bad." Ruchen drank, and his mouth moved again.
"Well!"
A golden word came suddenly and hit several people. Fu Mang and others, who had just barely got up, were immediately hit directly by the golden word and flew dozens of meters away. Several disciples with weak cultivation even shouted
Vomiting blood and dying.
But only the poetic language remained unscathed in the words, but at this time, the man named Jie Ai had already moved towards the poetic language step by step.
Shiyu wanted to stand up and resist, but at this moment, the huge word "MA" suddenly turned into countless golden lights. In turn, these golden lights condensed in an instant, and all flew towards Shiyu.
Then, golden light fell on Shiyu's body. No matter how she struggled, her body was completely out of control and motionless.
Shiyu's eyes were filled with anxiety immediately, as he watched the evil man approaching step by step. At this moment, the evil man smiled ferociously, moved his hand, and made a sizzling sound!
Shiyu's clothes were immediately ripped open by him...
