Chapter 680： Living Buddha

The 680th chapter of the living Buddha

"You? Hey..."

Jiang Bai stood up and said, Bayan Teller was a glimpse first, then returned to God, looking strange, slightly awkward.

He recalled that Jiang Bai was not a weak chicken, but a hot character who could compete with himself and even stronger than himself.

He returned to God, but it does not mean that others agree. After Sang Geer finished this, Jiang Shai immediately reported a sneer.

"How can you not afford me? Then fight." Jiang Bai stretched his shoulder and didn't want to say anything more.

Come here is to take advantage of the benefits, did not get the benefits, it seems to cause trouble, although Yang invincible has given himself through the wind before he came, Jiang Bai knows that these two people are firmly opposed to their own.

They did this, Jiang Bai should not feel strange, but still quite uncomfortable, just want to shoot.

For these two guys, two do not know the heavenly and thick French King a profound lesson!

Even if it is a pair of two, Jiang Bai has the ability to not fall into the wind, let alone there is a Bayan Teller around him, will not stand there to watch the drama?

As long as he resisted a little, Jiang Bai could slap one of the two.

"Kid, you will regret it!" West Sanggel once again sneered, has been eager to try.

The people around them have set their sights and are ready to do so.

The atmosphere in the main hall fell to the freezing point for a while, although the atmosphere here seems to have never been warm.

However, this moment, it is actually falling to the freezing point.

"I fear you?"

Jiang Bai does not show weakness. Although it is their territory, Jiang Bai is not afraid. The old living Buddha is in his body, and he is unconscious. The new living Buddha has not been produced. The treasure house of the Snowy Mountain Lingbi Palace has not been opened. It is their weakest time.

Jiang Bai is really not afraid of anything.

Even if the four kings of law gathered together, plus eight masters, Jiang Bai was sure to get out.

What's more, there are only two kings who are playing against each other. There is no master. There is also a helper on his side. He is afraid of an egg.

"Stop!" When the tense atmosphere in the hall was on the verge, an old and weak voice rang out of nowhere.

A big lama who had already collapsed, walked out with the support of another old man.

What is surprising is that this big lama, who has been smashed, has a white skin that is more amazing than that of Jiang Bai. He is more compassionate, pale, and dim. When he looks out, he should be physically ill and sick.

"Living Buddha!"

The atmosphere surrounding the people’s swords and sorrows disappeared immediately, and the hands clasped together, facing each other’s heads, and they looked very good. Even the sinister West Sanggar and the gloomy Sangna were no exception. Face devout.

Don't think, Jiang Bai knows who this person is.

The owner of the living Buddha of the Snowy Mountain Lingbi Palace, Abu Dhad to increase the living Buddha!

The legend has been a 98-year-old horrible living Buddha who is almost exhausted.

A real-time peerless master, before the breakthrough, Yang invincible fear of the tiger.

"Sangna, are you going against my will?"

The old living Buddha was not angry, his body was extremely weak. Under the help of a big lama, he found a place to sit down, and then slowly opened his mouth and asked with his weak and hoarse voice.

Although weak and hoarse, it implicitly reveals an authority that is supreme and cannot be rejected.

Jiang Bai thought that Sangna and Xi Sang Geer should refute two sentences. After all, how the old living Buddhas looked at them was a long time ago. They just dared to be so fierce with themselves and when they faced Abdul’s life. It should not show weakness.

They have already torn their faces. At this time, if Jiang Bai, they will fight!

It is a pity that Jiang Bai took it for granted. He took his ideas into the thoughts of these people.

However, these people are different from him after all.

Sangna listened to this change of face, not only did not refute, but did not tear the face with the old living Buddha, but sincerely feared to squat on the ground with West Sanggel, kissing the boots of the old living Buddha.

"The benevolent living Buddha master, we can't go against your words, Sangner is doing something wrong, please punished."

Jiang Bai’s eyeballs in such a situation are coming out quickly, and deep inside: "Nuity, slavery!"

This is a typical servility.

Perhaps it is too long to live in the shadow of the old living Buddha, or perhaps to truly respect the old living Buddha in front of him. For whatever reason, any of Sangna’s explanations are not there anyway, and he is directly paralyzed.

This makes Jiang Bai very helpless, and his heart constantly speculates that the old living Buddha will not be the toast to turn, and Sangna is his serf since childhood?

But think about it, it should be impossible.

"Well, I have already said things. I don't want to say the second time. Since the donor has come, I will abdicate and let the good. Good morning, call everyone in the Snowy Mountain Lingbi Palace. I will announce in public that he will become big. The new owner of the Snow Mountain Lingbi Palace."

"As for you, leave it to the new owner to punished."

The old living Buddha glanced at the two people in front of him, and his eyes closed and did not stop their movements.

Although it is only a short sentence, it can take a lot of time, during the period of intermittent, and occasionally have to rest, catching breath can continue.

In Jiang Bai’s opinion, this is really a performance of time.

The two crows on the ground almost put the head on the bottom of the living Buddha's shoes, but they are sincere and fearful. They don't dare to lift their heads from beginning to end, so they are so stunned.

Until the old living Buddha said this, he stood up and, with the help of the lama, and the trembling away, the two talents slowly climbed from the ground.

After the two of them climbed up, the others who had fallen to the ground before they followed them rose up one by one, revealing the expression of the rest of the life.

It can be seen that they were really scared just now.

This also gave Jiang Bai a new understanding of the influence of Abdul's living Buddha here.

Even if he is already going to be a wood, even if he is already exhausted, he may be lonely at any time, but as long as he is alive, as long as he is awake, even if he can't lift a finger, he is still supreme.

For these, Jiang Bai is not quite understandable.

The environment in which he is outside, the people he has contacted, has always had only one concept. The weak meat is strong and the fittest survives. It seems that there is no friendship. The tiger is old and will be divided by the wolves, even if there is a grace in the wolf. It is the way of life.

It may be different here.

This made Jiang Bai somewhat awkward. Suddenly he felt that the outside world was so complicated that it seemed to be much simpler.

However, he did not have time to recollect the things. The Sangner and the West Sanggel who climbed up here cast a gloomy look on him, as if telling him that it was not finished yet.