Zuo Xian did not expect that Golden Winged King would be defeated.
The defeat was even more miserable than his.
At least he could escape from the opponent's hands, but the Golden Winged Heavenly King planted himself in it. Is it because the opponent's strength has become stronger, or is the Golden Winged Heavenly King really weak, with only the title of heir of the Jin clan but no corresponding strength?
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"Fellow Daoist Zuo, won't you save Daoist Jin-wing?" someone asked.
Zuo Xian said in a condensed voice: "The other party's climate has become so bad that even if I take action, it will be useless. It will even arouse the other party's anger and kill fellow Golden Winged Daoist on the spot. With the current situation, the other party may not be able to kill Fellow Golden Winged Daoist. After all, Golden Winged Daoist will be killed.
The clan's prestige is well known, but as long as there is still a trace of fear, it will not be like this."
To be afraid is to be afraid.
Only Zuo Xian could make such a reasonable statement.
"hehe."
The immortal smiled a little strangely, so he didn't ask any more questions. Zuo Xian looked at the immortal and frowned slightly. Who is he?
Never seen it.
Why do you dare to talk to him like this?
Now that the things in front of him were too troublesome, he did not pursue them.
"You really don't want to let me go?"
The Golden Winged King doesn't want to die. Even if his luck and immortal treasures are taken away by the other party, he still feels that he still has hope to stand up again.
Lin Fan wondered, could the golden-winged Daoist fellow who had been disabled and had his luck sucked away be of any use?
Keeping it is a burden.
Thinking about him practicing the Emperor Sutra, it feels a bit unreliable.
A little regretful.
If I had known this, I should have been merciful just now, but now that I am half dead and crippled, I have a headache.
"I'm thinking, wait a moment." Lin Fan said.
He was really thinking that the Golden Winged King was very talented. If he was allowed to practice the Emperor Sutra, he might really be able to achieve it, but what if he was killed now and good things were revealed?
The time, place and people are favorable.
The best time to kill the most explosive prey. Once you miss such an opportunity, you may not have the chance.
Qin Yang came to the Golden-winged Heavenly King and smacked his lips, "Oh, oh, oh... Isn't this the genius of the Jin clan? Why have you become so miserable, Brother Golden-winged Daoist? It's really hard for me to see this.
I can’t bear it.”
Then he looked at Lin Fan and said: "Brother Lin, give me some face and let him be considerate and get on the road."
The Golden Winged King glared at Qin Yang. He was a scumbag once, but now he dared to act rampant in front of him.
Damn it.
It really deserves to die.
"Fellow Golden Winged Taoist, what kind of look do you have in your eyes? I helped you put in nice words and asked my good brother to give you a happy treat, but you look at me like this. Do you know that it makes me very sad?"
Qin Yang is very dissatisfied. People nowadays are too heartless. No one dares to speak for you. Can I help you alone?
"Brother Lin, you don't have to worry about my feelings anymore. Just do whatever you want. I originally wanted to say a nice word to him, but I didn't expect that he would dismiss my kindness. It's really annoying."
Lin Fan wanted to beat Qin Yang's head violently.
"Qin Yang, that's enough. Haven't you seen that Fellow Golden Wings' current situation is very bad? You will most likely piss him off to death."
He couldn't let Qin Yang continue like this.
What to do if you are really angry to death?
Didn’t you see Garuda vomiting blood?
at this time.
A roaring Buddha's voice resounded from the sky.
"My Buddha is merciful. Since the donor has already obtained a valuable treasure from the Golden Winged Taoist Fellow, why would he resort to such ruthless measures?"
When many immortals heard this sound, their hearts trembled slightly. The Buddhist sound was terrifying and could attack the soul. Unknowingly, the soul could be infected and undergo a slight change.
The originally calm sky in the distance suddenly lit up with a golden Buddha's light.
"Buddhism?"
Lin Fan didn't have much involvement with Buddhism. It could even be said that he had never met any eminent Buddhist monks a few times. The only thing that impressed him deeply was the Yunshou Seat of the Great Leiyin Tianlongbao Temple.
That one is an eminent monk.
A true eminent monk.
Soon, that figure appeared, with a strong Buddhist aura. My Buddha is compassionate, has a kind appearance, and is kind to others.
Lin Fan clasped his hands together and said: "I don't know if the arrival of the master is too far away to welcome you. Please don't blame me. It's just the ruthless means that the master said, but I can't understand it. Where is the ruthlessness? Please tell me."
He looked at the bald donkey in front of him.
[The Holy Son of Buddha: The Sixth Level of Immortal King Realm.]
[There is a chance of revealing: Great Joy Zen Skill,...]
[Remarks: I, the Buddha, am compassionate and willing to use the vajra to save all sentient beings.]
He turned out to be an incredible master.
The Holy Son of Buddha said: "Fellow Golden Wings has been defeated. His luck and immortal treasures have been taken away by him. Why not let him live? I, the Buddha, are merciful and can spare others."
Qin Yang shouted: "Who did I say is here? With such a formation, it turns out to be the holy son of Buddha who is happy to chant the Buddha's name in the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple. He just said that he should be merciful and merciful. It doesn't seem to be true.
You are Buddhists, where did you steal this from?"
"Brother Lin, his name is the Holy Son of Buddha. He is a monk under the Buddha's seat in Wanfo Temple. His Buddhist magical powers are a bit special. He was once beaten by my second uncle and was almost crippled. In the last sentence, I admit my mistake and let my second uncle."
Uncle let go of the horse."
Qin Yang found that standing up felt very domineering, and he already liked this feeling.
No matter who comes.
As long as it's against their lucky trio.
He has to stand up domineeringly and unleash a wave of anger. Whether he can beat him or not won't be said for now, but at least he must not be weak in terms of momentum.
"This fellow Taoist is..."
Buddha's face was a bit unsightly, but he still clasped his hands and asked, "How can I feel better if my past dark history is told in public? But no matter what, I still have the ability to stabilize my mind."
Qin Yang was stunned, as if he couldn't believe it.
"It's terrible. I was beaten by my second uncle, but you don't know who I am?"
"Listen up, I am Qin Xiaoxianzun of the Qin Family of the Immortal Family. Do you recognize me?"
Qin Yang raised his hand and pointed at the other party, "Bald Donkey, others don't know your true identity, but I, Qin Yang, know it. My brother Lin Fan is righteous and friendly. Don't pretend to be so sanctimonious to deceive me, Brother Lin. As long as
As long as I, Qin Xiaoxianzun, are here, you can't do this."
Many immortals talked closely.
"Is he really Qin Yang? I once remembered that Qin Yang was known as the only loser among the many geniuses who relied on immortal treasures to save his life. But now that he is so domineering, it is hard to believe."
"Maybe he was just pretending before."
"It's scary. It's really scary. If it's just pretending, it would be really scary."
Qin Yang's ears are very sensitive. When he hears other people's praises, he is in a good mood. He just likes this feeling. The more he praises me, the happier I am.
Xiang Fei came to Qin Yang calmly, pulled him aside, and whispered: "Brother Qin, I understand how comfortable it is to release your years of resentment, but I hope you can be more sensible."
He always felt that something was wrong with Qin Yang.
Although it is sad.
But he knew that he and Brother Lin had nothing to do with this matter, because it was their existence that made Qin Yang swell.
The Holy Son of Buddha clasped his hands together and said, "It turns out that it was Qin Xiaoxianzun who was in person, but I was blind and didn't recognize him. However, the poor monk has already remembered Qin Xiaoxianzun in his heart, and he will definitely apologize in person if he has the opportunity in the future."
Although that is what is said.
But the secret meaning is very clear, just wait for me.
at this time.
Lin Fan had long known that the bald donkey in front of him was a bit uneasy, and that the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple was also a terrorist force.
The monks and Buddhas under the Buddha's throne will have the power of immortal kings.
It seems that the power of Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple is very huge.
"Donor Lin, I wonder if you can give the poor monk a piece of Buddha's face and let the golden-winged Taoist monk go." The Holy Son of Buddha asked.
Everyone looked at the Holy Son of Buddha.
Very highly rated.
Bodhisattva heart.
Only the master dares to speak about things that others dare not speak out.
Look at the talented people around you. Who speaks out? No one is there. They are all protecting themselves.
When the King of War appeared before, wherever he looked, people felt as if they were all ants, which made people very uncomfortable. But now that the Son of the Buddha appeared, and bathed in the Buddha's light, they felt that their body and mind were healed.
Like sublimation.
That feeling is so comfortable.
Lin Fan shook his head and said: "I can't give you this face. First of all, I don't know you. It's the first time we meet and you ask me to give you face. This is too disrespectful of me."
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Um?
The smile on the face of the Buddha's Son gradually faded.
The other party's answer was beyond his expectation.
So decisive?
The rejection was too straightforward, and it didn't follow the rules at all.
"Brother Lin said well, why give him face?" Qin Yang shouted, always brushing his presence, as if he was afraid that others would forget him.
Lin Fan guessed.
If he leaves now, the other party will definitely stop him.
But if he doesn't leave, the other party will definitely talk nonsense to him again.
"Brother Xiang, Brother Qin, let's go." Lin Fan called the trio of luck to leave, first to see what the other party wanted, and at the same time to see who would stop him.
Anyone who doesn't stop him can put it aside first.
As for those who block him, take action and suppress him.
Lin Fan's words shocked many people's expressions. It was really shocking that the Buddha Saint Son was a powerful and aloof immortal, but now he was slapped in the face like this.
If it were them.
You will definitely give face to the other party, after all, provoking an Immortal Lord is a very unwise choice.
But what people didn't expect was that they really didn't give me face.
"Okay."
Qin Yang smiled with a smile on his face, and then waved his hand towards the Holy Son of Buddha, as if to say, it's useless even if you speak, bald donkey, we'd better not dream.
"Master, save me..."
The Golden Winged Heavenly King shouted that his aura was very weak. If he wanted to survive now, he could only rely on the Holy Son of Buddha. No matter what the other party's purpose was, it was no longer important.
As long as I can save him.
No matter what the purpose is, it doesn't matter.
"stop."
at this time.
Saint Buddha's tone became a little angry, obviously irritated by the behavior of Lin Fan and others.
"I wonder what's wrong, Master?" Lin Fan turned around and asked.
The Holy Son of Buddha pointed at the Garuda held in Lin Fan's hand and said: "Put down the Garuda. The poor monk is willing to have a gentle conversation with the donor. He just wants the donor to understand that it is necessary to be merciful and to be merciful."
"But looking at the current situation of the donor, it is obvious that he does not agree."