Yang Fan arrived on the dragon, dressed in the official imperial uniform, standing high, like a god!
"Greetings to the Supervisor!"
When the believers present saw this scene, they hurriedly knelt down and did not dare to stand up.
"Shu! Er! Ha! Qi!"
Sanluo Gyatso's eyes suddenly shrank and his face became solemn. When they saw Banji behind him, his followers immediately figured out the cause and effect of this matter!
With this great Qing supervisor here, no wonder Zhuo Luo and others would be so angry on the spot!
What's even more hateful is that the other party not only killed people from the secret sect, but also came to ask questions!
However, this undoubtedly caught Sanluo Gyatso by surprise!
According to his assumption, the other party's intention to clean up the secret sect in the golden tent was actually a test, and it would undoubtedly be some time before the other party took action. .??.
And this period of time is enough for him to make arrangements for the esoteric religion.
The first step was to get rid of Banji, the stumbling block within the sect, and then join forces with Huang Taiji to use the tentacles of the esoteric sect that spread across all levels to mobilize believers and shake the foundation of the dragon spirit of the supervisor.
The last step is to manipulate the opponent and bring him down in one fell swoop!
However, the other party came too quickly, without any warning at all.
It's like you haven't undressed yet, it's just a stage of sweet talk, but in the next second, the sword and gun are in the warehouse, and there is no cutscene at all. Who can bear this!
And this time.
Yang Fan lowered his eyes, looked around, and finally set his sights on Sanluo Gyatso in the middle, with a calm tone.
"Are you the new secret cult leader?"
"yes……"
Before Sanluo Gyatso finished speaking, Yang Fan's voice suddenly turned cold.
"Really? Since you are the new leader of the Esoteric Cult, when I come here, you don't come forward to greet me, or open the door to greet me. Instead, you lead the monks and come with guns and swords!"
"What do you want!"
His voice is still
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Like a rolling torrent of thunder, a ten thousand-foot-long clear dragon watched everyone at its feet, roared low, and roared with invisible power, striking hard!
The Buddha's light above Zesheng Temple suddenly dimmed, as if struck by lightning!
The power of Qinglong is so terrifying!
However, Yang Fan hadn't finished speaking yet.
"...Could it be that he wanted to assassinate the king but failed?"
As soon as he said these words, all the monks present felt as if their hands had been burned. They subconsciously let go of the weapons in their hands. With a clanging sound, the guns and sticks suddenly scattered on the ground!
The whole place was silent!
You can hear the needle drop!
Whoosh!
Even Samlo Gyatso's face turned pale.
He suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, took a deep breath, and stepped forward to salute: "Greetings to Mr. Jian Guo! Mr. Jian Guo paid a sudden visit. We were not well prepared and were very rude. Please forgive me, Mr. Jian Guo!"
The monks behind him also hurriedly followed suit and saluted: "Please forgive me, Lord Supervisor!"
Tread.
Yang Fan jumped down from Qinglong's dragon head, walked on the ground paved with bluestones, came to Sanluo Gyatso, and said lightly: "It seems that I came at the wrong time..."
"Don't dare!"
Sanluo Gyatso looked ugly, but he did not dare to get angry, so he could only continue, "The Supervisor is busy with official duties and has many things to do. It is an honor for my Tantric Cult to take the trouble to come here!"
"hehe."
Yang Fan couldn't help but chuckle, waved his hand and said, "Everyone, get up!"
"Thank you, Supervisor!"
Samlo Gyatso breathed a sigh of relief, and the monks also stood up.
"There is no need to be so afraid, this prison country is not a scourge!"
Seeing the trembling looks of all the monks present, Yang Fan waved his hand, called Banji forward, and said calmly: "What's more, Banji is a sworn brother of this prison country, and the secret sect can be regarded as the own sect of this prison country."
people!"
As soon as these words came out, the eyes of all the monks present when they looked at Benji could not help but change slightly.
And Benji couldn't help but puff up his chest and raise his chin slightly, revealing a trace of unconcealable pride.
"Oh, that Jian Guo is our sworn brother to Banji!"
Because the other party's words are tantamount to a clear-cut support for him, and the Esoteric Cult is a huge organization with many mountains inside. Even the leader cannot really cover the sky with one hand!
What's more, the newly appointed Samlo Gyatso!
Even if the other party can bring great benefits to some people, the secret sect will eventually spread its religion in the Qing Dynasty. Can it really ignore this Qing supervisor?
Therefore, with Yang Fan, the Qing Dynasty supervisor, as his backer, Banji is confident that he can compete with Sanluo Gyatso within the church!
"..." ??
Sanluo Gyatso naturally realized this, and his face sank.
Next, Yang Fan smiled slightly and looked at the corpses of Zhuoluo and the old monks on the ground. With a wave of his hand, they were enveloped in colorful light, and their corpses slowly dissipated in the light.
"These people are really worms in the Tantric religion. They commit murders in the streets and are lawless. What they do is simply smearing the Tantric religion!"
"In my opinion, they must be acting on their own and have nothing to do with the Esoteric Cult. The Esoteric Cult as a whole is still good, and they can still obey my Qing Dynasty's laws and orders!"
Yang Fan looked at Sanluo Gyatso and asked calmly, "Sangluo Living Buddha, you said, right?"
The big board that was raised high was gently put down!
Sanluo Gyatso felt relieved.
He watched the corpses of these henchmen disappear, his heart was bleeding, but he had to force a smile on his face: "What the Lord Supervisor said is that these people are slandering
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Tantric Buddhism, if you ruin the reputation of our Tantric Buddhism, you deserve to die!"
Yang Fan was quite satisfied with Samlo Gyatso's performance.
"I have always heard about the power and boundless majesty of the esoteric Buddhas. Unfortunately, I have no chance to see them. I happened to be here this time and planned to take a walk in the temple..."
"Sang Luo is willing to lead the country..."
Sanluo Gyatso had just finished speaking when Banji next to him had already stepped forward and said, "Jianguo, let me take you around. Zesheng Temple is a good place!"
Yang Fan glanced at Samlo Gyatso and said, "Then don't bother the living Buddha Samlo!"
With that said, he, led by Banji, walked toward Zesheng Temple as if there was no one else around.
"Sang Luo Living Buddha, this..."
A close friend of the old monk's face changed slightly, and he asked Samlo Gyatso for instructions.
Samlo Gyatso shook his head slightly: "Let them go! You all can go down too! The other party is unkind. Don't conflict with the other party or give the other party any excuse to have an attack!"
"Yes, living Buddha."
All the monks responded and retreated.
However, just a moment later, a monk came over in a hurry: "The living Buddha, what's wrong, the prisoner took away the golden bell behind the mountain gate!"
"It's just a golden bell, just give it to him."
Sanluo Gyatso said calmly.
Soon, someone else came to report: "What's wrong with the living Buddha? The prisoner has removed the golden bodies of the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas from the Buddha Hall!"
"...ignore him."
"Living Buddha, what's wrong, the supervisor took away the golden relics of the living Buddhas buried in the pagoda and sacrificial hall to wear bracelets!"
"..."
Click!
Sanluo Gyatso's face was ferocious, and the relic beads in his hand were crushed to pieces with his two fingers!