Chapter 1775

The orange child looked innocent, clapped his hands happily and said, "well, well, I underestimated him. There will be a good play at the lotus picking Conference!"

She smiled and turned to master CI Nian and said, "master CI Nian, I think there are masters in mainland China!"

The idea of kindness didn't return. He smiled, "do you have it? You'll know at that time!"

Li Yundong burst out laughing. First, he showed contempt and disdain for the wild words of these Japanese devils. Second, he formally invited the other party to fight, but after laughing for a while, he waited in place for a while, and didn't see these Japanese turn back to fight with him. Li Yundong knew that the other party must have left.

He sneered at himself, turned his head and said sorry to Liu Xia and LAN LAN, who looked miserable, and then quickly left Xiyuan temple.

After he left, two old monks, Xincheng and Puren, came out of the backyard of Luohan hall.

The two old monks looked at each other, shouted the Buddha's name in unison, and sighed with a clear heart: "the golden elixir came to the world, the Ming king came to earth. The sky was robbed by thunder, and the foxes came down the mountain. The temple bells rang in unison, and the demons fought in chaos. The black foxes reappeared, and the world was in chaos! Puren, your disciple's wedge words... Are really accurate!"

Pu Ren also looked worried. He sighed and said, "Amitabha, I hope the spiritual world can break through this disaster!"

The two old monks sighed together, and the already deep wrinkles on their faces became more and more crisscross.

After Li Yundong left Xiyuan temple, he walked aimlessly. When he remembered what the Japanese said, he felt as if a ball had blocked his heart, which made him very uncomfortable.

But when Li Yundong thought about it carefully, he had to admit that the Japanese old man had a few words that were really reasonable.

"How powerful can a sect that can't even protect its ancestral court and Tibetan scriptures? How powerful can a sect that doesn't get state support and even civilians are unwilling to believe and support? How powerful can its disciples be?"

These three words pierced Li Yundong's chest like a dagger, which made him angry and feel a trace of sadness and helplessness.

"No wonder master Puren asked the true meaning of his practice so seriously before. No wonder Ziyuan lamented the disaster in the practice world again and again..."

Li Yundong stands on the bustling street, surrounded by pedestrians and busy traffic on the road, but he feels dead and dead everywhere. He even feels that everyone's face on the roadside is gray and lifeless!

Li Yundong clenched his fists and his eyes were full of reluctance and anger. He said in his heart: these Japanese despise our Chinese spiritual world. When the lotus gathering starts, I'll let them see if there are any experts in mainland China!!

With this thought, he quickly walked to no one's place under his feet, and then his body turned into a blue light and flew quickly towards Tiannan city.

When Li Yundong returned to his home in Tiannan City, it was already evening. After entering the house, Li Yundong saw the little foxes chirping together and lighting the money happily. Then you and I were sharing the stolen goods one by one.