I saw the golden pagoda of Nandhara Temple shining brightly.
Golden light surged out like a tide, overwhelming the sky.
In an instant, it enveloped the entire Baoxiangju.
In the golden light, an old monk with white eyebrows came from heaven and earth.
It is none other than the Kind-Eyebrow Buddha!
At this time, the compassionate Buddha clasped his hands together, lowered his head slightly, and the red cassock on his body shone brightly.
The golden Buddha light shines on him, as if the real Buddha has come into the world.
"Meet the abbot!"
There are many people in Baoxiang Residence, including many Buddhists.
At this time, when they saw the Kind-browed Buddha, they all immediately joined their hands and saluted.
"Master!"
Holy Son Zhitong also saw his master and immediately looked guilty.
If it weren't for my own lack of strength, why would I bother my master?
Master treats himself wholeheartedly, and he feels guilty.
"It's over, the abbot of Nandara Temple is here. This is a strong man in the saint realm."
Mo Wenjian's face drooped.
He had just made a breakthrough and didn't want to make any mistakes.
But now it seems that I may not be able to leave.
"Third level of Saint Realm!"
Xiao Changfeng's expression did not change. At this time, he looked far away, looking at the Kind-browed Buddha.
The strength of the Kind-browed Buddha Saint is not weak, and he is in the third level of the Saint Realm.
But Xiao Changfeng was not afraid.
Although Hydra is only at the first level of the Saint Realm, in a real battle, the Ci-Brow Buddha Saint may not be able to take any advantage.
And he also has many ways to save his life,
If he really wants to leave, the loving-browed Buddha cannot keep him.
But he doesn't want to leave yet.
Now that the abbot of Nandala Temple appeared, he just took the opportunity to see this person's attitude.
If you are easy to talk to, I wouldn't mind giving you some Buddhist opportunities.
If it's hard to talk, then there's no need to be polite.
"Disciple has brought shame to Nandhara Temple!"
Saint Zhitong struggled to reach the front of the Kind-browed Buddha, but Huizhen had already knelt down, trembling.
"I, the Buddha, have no desires or pursuits, so how can I fight for face? Zhitong, you are too persistent!"
The kind-browed Buddha smiled and spoke slowly.
"You are injured, please step aside."
The Merciful Buddha saw the injury of Saint Zhitong, but he did not come to save him.
Instead, let Holy Son Zhitong step aside first.
Holy Son Zhitong hesitated to speak, but seeing the look on his master's face, he swallowed his words again.
Then he took Huizhen and stepped aside.
"Amitabha, abbot of Lao Nananda Temple, I wonder what my disciple did to offend the two benefactors?"
The kind-browed Buddha stepped forward, walked up to Xiao Changfeng and Mo Wenjian, saluted and asked.
"Be careful, this old bald donkey is not a good bird."
Mo Wenjian reminded Xiao Changfeng in a low voice.
Then he took a step forward and stood in front of Xiao Changfeng.
"Abbot Cimei, my brother and I live here. Saint Zhitong broke into this place without permission and wanted to disturb my practice. Isn't Saint Zhitong right?"
Mo Wenjian faced the kind-browed Buddha and hit the ground with a loud sound.
He knew very well that these words were not meant for the Compassionate Eyebrow Buddha.
It was told to the onlookers.
If today it is really said that the Holy Son Zhitong was seriously injured.
I am afraid that the entire Nanda City will be hostile to the two of them because of this.
Therefore, he needed to place the blame on Holy Son Zhitong.
"Zhitong broke into Baoxiangju without permission and took the initiative. It was indeed wrong, but there was a reason for it."
The compassionate-browed Buddha's expression is calm, like a deep pool with no waves in an ancient well.
"May I ask Donor Mo, what you practice is the Thunder Sound Golden Body Technique?"
Mo Wenjian's heart skipped a beat.
This was what he feared the most, but he didn't expect that the Lord Merciful Eyebrow Buddha would cling to this.
It seems that today is really difficult.
"Abbot Ci Mei, please don't slander me randomly. The Leiyin Golden Body Technique is a secret that is not taught in Leiyin Temple. How could it be revealed in Mo Mou's hands? What Mo Mou practices is the Chiming Body Refining Technique."
Mo Wenjian's face was not red and he was out of breath, and he was telling nonsense in a serious manner.
However, the real Thunder Sound Golden Shenfa is pure gold.
Mo Wenjian's skin was now a light golden-red color.
And it is not as tempered internally and externally as the Thunder Sound Golden Body.
Therefore, it is difficult to argue with his nonsense.
"Monks don't tell lies. Although I am old and dim-sighted, I was lucky enough to see the golden body of Leiyin Temple. The donor does have this aura on his body. I think Zhitong must have been a little reckless because of this."
The Kind-browed Buddha Saint is not that easy to fool.
Even if Mo Wenjian made nonsense about Chi Ming's physical training, he insisted that it was the Thunder Sound Golden Body Technique.
He also explained the reason why Saint Zhitong broke into Baoxiangju without permission.
"Although I am stupid, since I am the abbot of Nandala Temple, I naturally have the obligation not to let my Buddhist practices spread outside. Donor, please go to Nandala Temple. If it is proved that the donor is indeed practicing the Chiming Body Exercise
, instead of the Thunder Sound Golden Body Technique, I should apologize."
The kind-browed Buddha folds his hands and lowers his head, showing a polite attitude.
However, his aura locked onto Xiao Changfeng and Mo Wenjian.
Once the two of them try to escape, he will immediately take action to capture them.
Whether it is the serious injury of Holy Son Zhitong or the Thunder Sound Golden Body Technique, these are extremely important matters.
He would never allow Mo Wenjian and Xiao Changfeng to leave safely like this.
Just get the two of them to the Nandhara Temple.
Doesn’t he have the final say in everything?
“As expected, the Buddhist methods of attacking the mind and discerning the Dharma have also been preserved.”
Xiao Changfeng stood behind Mo Wenjian, listening to the conversation between Mo Wenjian and Ci Mei Buddha.
Buddhism has a theory of Dharma differentiation, which is the method of debate.
Of course, that is Buddhism’s own view.
In Xiao Changfeng's view, the so-called discrimination is nothing more than confusing right and wrong and destroying right and wrong.
Forcibly pull all principles to a level that is beneficial to Buddhism.
At this time, the Merciful Eyebrow Buddha grasped the point of the Thunder Sound Golden Body Technique and spoke again and again.
Not only was Saint Son Zhitong cleared of the crime of breaking into Baibaoju without permission and taking action on his own initiative.
He even wanted to imprison himself and Mo Wenjian.
Of course, all this is based on strength.
If Xiao Changfeng and Mo Wenjian are strong enough, they can break the cage and don't have to pay attention to the Kind-browed Buddha Saint.
But now, it seems that everything is under the control of Lord Ci-Mei.
Although Mo Wenjian is shrewd, there is still a big gap compared with old thieves like Ci Mei Fo Sheng.
As for Saint Zhitong, he is far from reaching this level.
"Abbot Cimei, although you are the abbot, you want to confine us without any basis. Is this the teaching of the Buddha?"
Mo Wenjian was not stupid, so he naturally understood the meaning of the compassionate Buddha.
Suddenly a cold look appeared in his eyes. Although he was weak, it did not mean he was weak and could be bullied.
Besides, he is not a Buddhist and has no respect for Buddhism.
If the Merciful Buddha really wants to take action against himself.
He will never sit still and wait for death!
"This old bald ass wants to use force. I'll drag him later. You run away quickly!"
Mo Wenjian reminded Xiao Changfeng while glaring at the Kind-browed Buddha Saint.
However, he did not know how to transmit sounds with his spiritual consciousness. No matter how weak his voice was, it was still heard by the Kind-browed Buddha.
"The two donors don't need to hesitate, just follow me to the temple as a guest!"
The kind-browed Buddha said no more words and immediately waved his hand.