Chapter 808

The temple of the four truths.

Behind the Buddha, before the mural.

Everyone looked at the gold armor man who suddenly appeared with a very arrogant attitude.

They look very complex, admire, dignified, and more afraid!

Qiu Guangling!

The first day of Xiling God of war hall!

He is the six-star God himself. He practices the first battle method of the war god temple, the "war god code". He has extremely rich combat experience. He is the seven-star God. He also died alone. He is the young generation and the undisputed first strong!

Even Huo Qiyun, the first strong man in the sword washing pool, is inferior to him!

Moreover, this person is moody, fighting and killing, all according to his preference!

For this kind of character, huikong doesn't want to provoke.

Everyone present, no one is willing to provoke!

However, Qiu Guangling was too overbearing. He wanted to dominate this city, which hid the inheritance of Buddhism's great virtue. He also woke up those who fell into epiphany with powerful force.

And hit them hard.

Break the chance!

As the old saying goes, breaking people's money is like killing parents.

For a warrior, the chance is broken, which is even worse than his parents being killed!

However.

But no one dared to show his hatred to that man.

Not for anything else, just because that man is called Qiu Guangling!

"This temple of the four truths, I want Qiu Guangling!"

Qiu Guangling looked at the crowd. His voice was as cold as iron. Without any discussion, he announced the decision in a very stiff and superior tone!

There was a dead silence on the field!

With a long sigh, huikong came forward and was about to say something.

"Get out!"

Qiu Guangling drank at the corners of his lips indifferently and violently. An extremely powerful and terrible breath passed from Qiu Guangling's mouth and turned into an invisible heavy hammer and hit huikong hard.

Hui Kong changed greatly, but he was the chief disciple of Zen. His response was quite unpleasant. His fingerprints were flying through the air, and there was a breath of Buddhism in front of him. There were seven layers of Buddhist truth cover.

However.

This seemingly solid, hard and indestructible Buddhist mantra cover, when it collides with the invisible hammer, immediately like a glass swept by a powerful force, immediately breaks and scattered!

Huikong was also affected by this powerful force. He looked pale and coughed up blood.

The crowd was shocked.

They all show incredible colors.

No one expected that Qiu Guangling, one of the "six Tianjiao", was so powerful and terrible that he didn't make a move. Just by drinking violently, he hit huikong monk, who is also one of the six Tianjiao.

At this time.

Mingyao, who had just arrived from the outside, and the disciples of xijianchi who quietly came to the hall and were watching silently, were silent.

They did not expect that there was such a big gap between themselves and Qiu Guangling!

Huikong bumped into the wall of the hall and was shocked back by the array shrouded on it. His injury was more serious.

The Zen disciples were so surprised that they hurried forward and picked up huikong, who was shaking. After observing Chueh huikong's injury, even if they knew Qiu Guangling's strength, they showed anger and hatred towards Qiu Guangling!

"Hum! Zen chief? But so!"

Qiu Guangling sneered, and his attitude became more arrogant: "whether it's here or not, it's the mantle left by the strong Buddha, whether it's related to your Zen or not. From now on, the four truths Temple belongs to Qiu Guangling! If anyone refuses, stand up!"

Qiu Guangling's cold eyes swept the audience with a strong threat.

Under this pressure, even Mingyao and others didn't want to look at him and looked away one after another.

Just when people thought that the temple of the four truths would fall into Qiu Guangling's hands.

One of the Zen disciples took a step forward.

The scene was very quiet. Under the oppression of Qiu Guangling's eyes, the people were afraid to move. Therefore, the man just took a step forward at will. In the hall with such an atmosphere, he was so conspicuous.

Everyone's eyes looked at the past together.

It was a young monk wearing a kapok cassock with yellow wood Buddha beads around his neck. He looked dull, his eyes were firm, and his lips were as thick as a knife.

ascetic monk!

He took a step forward, did not stop, but continued to step forward.

Two, three, four

Until he stood in front of Qiu Guangling.

The ascetic monk could not speak, but looked at Qiu Guangling calmly with his compassionate eyes, who had seen all over the mountains and rivers and plants and understood the endless Dharma.

"Huh?"

Qiu Guangling slightly raised his eyebrows.

The monk in front of him, whose cultivation is not even heaven, is very ordinary, but gives him a very dangerous feeling!

The feeling itself is very strange!

If.

This feeling comes from an eight star heavenly statue. Qiu Guangling is not surprised!

But it's not.

It came from the young monk who looked dull and stupid and only knew how to practice hard.

"Senior brother Huineng!"

Hui Kong's look changed slightly.

He is not worried about Huineng.

If there are people on the court who can fight Qiu Guangling, I'm afraid there is no one else except Huineng!

"Twenty years ago, senior brother Huineng chewed his tongue like his stomach and practiced closed mouth meditation. Since then, he has never said a word. It has been more than 20 years. If he opened his lips with one move, the Buddha's voice will be like thunder!"

Hui Kong's eyes lit up.

I am full of confidence in the wisdom and energy of closed mouth Zen for 20 years!

"You want to stop me and fight me?"

Qiu Guangling narrowed his eyes slightly and grabbed the long gun on his back. His eyes were full of war.

Seeing this, the disciple of the God of war hall raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at huikong in surprise.

They don't understand. When dealing with the chief of Zen, senior brother Qiu Guangling just drank violently and hit his opponent hard.

Now, in the face of an insignificant mute monk of Zen, he is ready to take his gun to battle!

Is this mute monk who has only half a step of Tianzun's cultivation more powerful than the chief Zen monk?

Half step Tianzun is better than four-star Tianzun?

How is that possible!

They can't understand.

Most people at the scene could not understand.

Only a few exist, such as Mingyao, situ Hao and Russell, who vaguely perceive the extraordinary of mute monks, and are still a little uncertain!

The ascetic monk looked at Qiu Guangling calmly, and the corners of his lips moved back and forth.

In the past, he would move his lips only when he smiled.

But now on this occasion, his younger martial brother is seriously injured. Even if he is calm, he can't be indifferent.

Moreover, when it comes to Buddhist murals, he will not give in.

Therefore, the movement of his lips is not laughing, but ready to speak!

Qiu Guangling looked slightly frozen, with a silver gun in his hand. He didn't panic too much, but looked at the mute monk indifferently.

The mute monk's lips moved slightly, stretched out a finger and pointed to Qiu Guangling. Perhaps it was because he hadn't spoken for too long. The voice in his mouth was a little vague.

Although the sentence is vague, the voice is solemn and sacred, and the Buddha's voice is like thunder, shaking the hall.

"Tie!"