They all want to kill me

Chapter 329
Li Shuhong: "Master, do you want to blackmail me?"

The monk looked shocked but ignored Li Shuhong, instead holding the piece of paper with the word "home" in his hands trembling and muttering to himself.

"How is it possible? How is this possible?!"

Then he suddenly raised his head, put down the paper and clasped his hands together, "Amitabha. The fate of the benefactor is uncertain, and the little monk's cultivation is not enough, so he can't calculate it."

Li Shuhong frowned slightly, "You really can't figure it out?"

"I really can't figure it out." The monk's eyes were full of puzzlement, "This is the first time this little monk has encountered such a situation."

Li Shuhong smiled, "Forget it then."

After finishing speaking, he got up and left with Lin Jichen.

Looking at Li Shuhong's back, a golden wheel suddenly appeared around the monk's pupils.

The next moment, his face was as pale as paper, and red blood seeped from his closed eyes.

"Mingyue Tower sits and leans alone, drinking into sorrow, turning into tears of lovesickness. What does this mean? But you are indeed him, a banished immortal. What exactly did you experience in the demon world and the demon world thousands of years ago?"

The sound disappeared with the wind, and the monk disappeared.

Everything in the surrounding stalls was as usual, and it seemed that this monk had never appeared.

Not long after, the pale-faced monk hurried back.

Seeing that there were two more pieces of paper with writing on the table, he asked another monk who was selling fake beads at the booth next to him, "Has anyone been here?"

"No, no one seems to come to tell the fortune after you go to the toilet." The monk looked blank, as if he didn't remember anyone coming just now.

At the top of the mountain, a group of monks are confronting this place.

This area belongs to the area where Lingshan Temple is not open to the outside world. In the past, only the monks of Lingshan Temple would practice Zen here.

Today, however, there are hundreds more eminent monks who have attained the Tao from all over the world.

At this moment, the group of monks was attacking the abbot of Chaolingshan Temple.

"Brother because of this, the poor monk and others have come together today for this purpose. This so-called Three Realms Passage has not had any disasters for thousands of years. The monks who have been guarding the passage from generation to generation have suffered a lot. Today, the poor monk is bold. Please brother Yin, let me seek liberation from now on, and from then on I can devote myself to the Buddha!"

"That's right, senior brother! I'm trapped in one place, and you don't allow me to meddle in the affairs of Jianghu! Senior brother, my incense in Lianjue Temple is almost gone!"

"You still don't let us open the fields to collect tenants and cultivate the land! Then what shall we eat and drink?"

"Look at the other schools of the world! Which one doesn't have a mouth full of oil? Brother Yin, don't you care about my Buddhist sect?"

"That's right! Senior brother, Lingshan Temple is the leader of the Buddhist sect and one of the four holy places in the world. Naturally, you don't have to worry about food and drink! But what about us?"

A group of monks in the Xiantian Realm are more like market peddlers than monks.

It's just that the greed and resentment in their eyes really didn't match the bald head and the monk's robe.

Everyone in Lingshan Temple didn't say a word, because their eyes were half closed, the silk and satin worn by the monks, even the cassocks were full of jewels.
He didn't say a word, just chanted in a low voice.

Seeing the extraordinarily handsome monk who was the leader because of the lack of oil and salt, he said to Kong Kong: "Senior brother, I also know that this is difficult, but we must first survive, right? If you can't even survive, then What are you talking about protecting the world?"

Liao Yin raised his eyes to look at him, "Junior Brother, you should remember what the old monk said to you."

Liaokong dismissed it, "Present the facts and make sense. If others don't listen to what you say, you'll beat them to listen honestly."

"Amitabha." Liaoyin recited the Buddha's name, "so it is very easy for you senior brothers to realize their demands. As long as your strength surpasses my Lingshan Temple, then naturally your senior brothers will have the final say on the matter of Buddhism in the future. This matter was discussed in the last Fa I already said it once during the meeting."

Those eminent monks from various temples were speechless for a while, and they looked at Liao Kong standing in the front in unison, as if this person was their organizer.

At this time, there are dozens of people in the Liaokong side, of which there is naturally no one in the Taoist natural realm, and 47 people in the Xiantian realm, and among these 47 people, there are 18 people who can be called "Great Masters".

And the one sitting cross-legged because there are hundreds of monks from Lingshan Temple behind him, among them are eight masters of Xiantian realm, four of them are Daoist and natural realm masters, these people are the first in each courtyard, and there are also 25 masters of Xiantian realm.

Although the number of people is not as good as that of the other party, it is worthy of being the leader of Buddhism, and it is also Lingshan Temple, the holy place of Buddhism in the world!
The power of a single temple is stronger than most of the top masters of other temples in the world combined!

And this is not even the whole story of Lingshan Temple.

But it's almost half of it.

Liao Kong frowned, and after a while, he sighed, "Brother, you are still so domineering."

"Because the old monk is stronger." Liao Yin stood up suddenly and smiled, "Amitabha. After so many years of penance, the old monk still can't calm down, damn it.

"Junior Brother, there is no need to waste any more time. The poison on the Buddhist beasts behind you should have taken effect. Although the poison will not kill the innate masters, it is still enough to paralyze them for a stick of incense."

He raised his hand, then waved it down fiercely, "These beasts have fallen into the evil way. I can't bear to kill them all my life, so I send them to the Buddha to repent."

But no one moved.

Liao Kong and the eminent monks behind him just looked at Yin coldly.

And most of the top masters of Lingshan Temple behind Liao Yin were also indifferent.

Liao Yin opened his mouth, and then just smiled wryly, "Lio Kong, so you have penetrated Lingshan Temple so deeply. After all, you were also a disciple of Lingshan Temple."

"Senior brother, don't talk nonsense. The poor monk is now arresting Si Tianzi, and he is also the master of the Northern Wolf Xuanting. The Northern Wolf Xuanting has promised me that the Zen sect of the Great Zhou Dynasty can be spread in the grasslands, and the imperial court has also agreed to give us temples Everyone just wants to live a better life with the tax exemption treatment. Brother please understand.”

At this time, Liao Kong had a serious expression on his face, "But both of them have one condition, and that is...please brother pass away."

Liao Yin looked back at the eminent monks of Lingshan Temple behind him.

Seeing Yin and looking over, most of the monks subconsciously looked away and dared not meet him.

"Do you think so too?"

"Senior brother," said De Shen, the head of the Arhat Hall, "Senior brother asked the monks in the temple to farm their own land, and at the same time they had to go out to do ceremonies and sell medicine in exchange for food. The monks in the temple are miserable and dissatisfied. Please forgive me, senior brother."

"So that's the case, it seems that the old monk was wrong."

Liao Yin smiled, "It's just that you think you can deal with these people, old man?"

"Of course I don't dare, the senior brother has already stepped into the cave, and the senior brother and others are naturally not the senior brother's opponents, just"

Liao De clapped his hands, and another group of young monks were tied up.

These people's eyes were tearing apart, but their mouths were stuffed and they couldn't make a sound.

Among them, the most conspicuous is the painstaking effort in the moon-white monk's robe.

"It's just that if the senior brother doesn't pass away on the spot, the younger disciples of my Lingshan Temple may have to make some sacrifices."

"Woooooooooooooooo!!!"

Struggling hard, he wanted Master to leave him alone.

But Liao Yin glanced around, his eyes half closed to cover up the sadness in it.

"All the brothers and sisters really can't turn back?"

Nearly a hundred of the world's top masters shouted in unison, "Brother, please pass away!"

Liao Yin shook his head slightly and sighed, "Oh, I gave you a chance."

He raised his hand, didn't look at these dozens of top Buddhist masters, but murmured softly, "It's raining heavily."

The monks were puzzled.

Liao De asked in a deep voice, "If you don't pass away at this time, when will you wait?! For the sake of the monks in the world, please don't make mistakes!"

Liao Yin opened his eyes and glanced at all the eminent monks. These are all brothers and sisters who have come together in the past few decades.

Pity.
The look in his eyes at this moment seemed to imprint them deeply in his mind.

Seeing that he didn't say a word, and he was about to attack, suddenly he seemed to think of something, and his expression suddenly changed!
"Rain?! Not good!"

Before he finished speaking, a chuckle sounded in everyone's ears.

"Because, if they don't accept your affection, then we will do what we agreed to do."

Everyone turned their heads suddenly, and saw a figure in a green shirt holding a peach blossom oil-paper umbrella in the rain, and there was a void outside the mountain stepping forward, as if he didn't pay attention to dozens of top Buddhist masters at all!
"The Immortal?!"

(End of this chapter)