Only me in the world is normal

Chapter 739 I Calculated Your Calculations
It's pointless to guess what Cihang Temple is going to do at home, just take a look and you'll know.

That's what Du Wen planned, and so did Xia Yanzhen.

Master Cihang is back?
That's good, go and see if it's the deity, if it is, the task will be completed soon.

Early the next morning.

The spring is just right, and it is located in a corner of the imperial city, outside the Cihang Temple, which covers a large area, crowded with people and extremely lively.

A large number of believers gathered here, waiting to listen to Master Cihang's lecture.

There are not many such opportunities in these years.

Not long after, there was a sound of beating gongs outside.

A group of people arrived, with armored guards clearing the way in front, and a middle-aged man sitting on a tall horse in the middle.

It was none other than Du Wen.

When the Grand Master came, the crowd naturally separated.

Du Wen rode all the way to the gate of the temple. The welcoming monk looked at the astonishing Du Wen and forced a smile.

"Master Du..."

"Why, doesn't the master welcome me to come to lecture?" Du Wen's tone was light, but the words he said were very heavy.

The two sides fought fiercely, but when they "meet each other", they were still smiling.

Naturally, the little welcoming monk couldn't bear Du Wen's slanderous words.

A little mishandled, without Du Wen's action, Cihang Temple has to express itself.

Du Wen is the one who fights with Master Cihang.

Where is it the turn of the welcoming monk to embarrass?

If you do this, what if Du Wen's subordinates don't give Master Cihang face in the future?
Everyone releases little ghosts and disgusting people to each other?
The little ghosts are not stupid, they are the ones who are unlucky in the end.

"Don't dare..." The welcoming monk immediately retreated to the side.

He just blocked it a little to show his attitude.

The welcoming monk backed away, and Du Wen rode his horse directly to enter Cihang Temple, and the believers outside were immediately dissatisfied.

Buddhism is a pure place, even if you are a grand master, it is not easy to ride in, right?

Complaints and discussions sounded.

Du Wen was not polite, and turned his head directly, his eyes were like lightning, and an incomparably deep coercion emanated from him.

The crowd of believers fell silent immediately.

Du Wen's eyes seemed to turn into a mountain, pressing firmly on everyone's heart, making it difficult for them to breathe and speak.

Du Wen is obviously a monk with unpredictable strength.

"Humph."

Seeing that all the believers were quiet, Du Wencai snorted and rode his horse into Cihang Temple.

He doesn't like these believers at all.

If you have money to provide to Cihang Temple, why not provide it to the imperial court?
A bunch of ignorant idiots.

When the Cihang Temple is completely solved, these people will all ransack their homes!
In the sky, Tiamat looked at Du Wen and said, "This man is quite powerful."

"How strong?"

"The breath just now is probably stronger than the tree demon back then..." Tiamat preliminarily judged Du Wen's strength.

The Apostle of Dreams keeps going through different worlds.

It can barely be divided into several levels.

If there is no cultivation system with a clear level of realm in the world, it will be difficult to divide.

It can only be compared with the "predecessors" to have a relatively clear understanding of strength.

"Tree demon? It's not strong." Xia Yanzhen said, "Wait for Master Cihang to come out."

"Ah."

Tiamat continued to hide high in the sky.

Although it is not small in stature, it is hard to detect.

As for Xia Yanzhen, if monks like Du Wen use their divine sense to scan, even if they can scan Tiamat, they will not be able to scan him.

Du Wencai got off his horse when he came to the square outside the Daxiong Hall in the temple.

A platform has already been set up in the square.

There were quite a few futons in front of the table, and many people were already sitting on the futons.

Compared with ordinary believers outside, the status of those who come here to listen to the lecture is much higher.

There is no shortage of dignitaries.

Seeing Du Wen coming here, these people were very surprised. It was quite embarrassing to go up to say hello, or not to say hello.

Du Wen didn't make things difficult for them, he got off his horse and stood beside him, putting on an appearance that strangers should not enter.

Seeing Du Wen's appearance, the others breathed a sigh of relief, and remained silent on the spot.

Soon, accompanied by a mantra, a group of monks came out.

A total of 16 people, divided into two rows, surrounded by a jeweled old monk in the middle.

The old monk was thin, with two white eyebrows drooping, his cheeks sunken, and there was no wrinkle on his face.

This person is Guru Cihang, an old man over a hundred years old, a highly respected Buddhist master.

Master Cihang didn't look sideways. Surrounded by a group of disciples and Sanskrit voices, he came to the stage and sat down. He didn't say any opening remarks, and immediately opened his mouth and began to chant sutras.

His voice was combined with the Sanskrit sound formed by the surrounding disciples chanting scriptures, and spread out of the temple, so that believers outside could also hear it.

Although they couldn't understand it at all, they were fascinated by it, with obsessive expressions on their faces.

The same is true for the believers in the temple.

Including the few people around Du Wen, the expressions on their faces gradually changed.

Only Du Wen was not affected, his eyes did not fall on Master Cihang, but kept turning around the disciples around him.

After a while, Du Wen was determined.

That's right!

Master Cihang did not come back!
These people in front of me are fake.

Master Cihang Du Wen couldn't see the flaw, but these disciples, Du Wen could see it.

They are not the people who usually follow Master Cihang.

This is just a scene arranged by Cihang Temple, in order to stabilize people's hearts.

"In that case..."

After confirming this point, Du Wen was ready to move.

There are not many such opportunities, he must seize them!
Du Wen was originally a decisive person. After making up his mind, he began to prepare, and secretly circulated his mana.

"Do you want to start?"

High in the sky, Tiamat asked.

"Don't worry, let's see what Grand Master Du will do." Xia Yan was really not in a hurry.

It is impossible to determine whether Master Cihang is real or not, so it is better to see what Du Wen will do.

It is a good thing for someone to take the lead.

Just as he was talking, Du Wen in the square suddenly broke out: "Monster! How dare you pretend to be Master Cihang!"

While drinking, he stepped forward and punched out.

A huge golden fist formed instantly, descended from the sky, and hit Master Cihang.

That yell was not a reminder.

The sound is like the sound of a bell, and it is like a thunderbolt exploding in the ear, making people spin around and don't know east, west, north, south.

Du Wen stopped drinking, and the Sanskrit sound stopped immediately.

The sixteen disciples beside Master Cihang staggered to and fro, and some of them vomited blood directly.

Seeing that the huge golden fist was about to smash Master Cihang and his disciples into a piece of flesh.

Master Cihang pushed up with his backhand.

There was also a golden light flashing on his body, he forcibly resisted the falling fist, not only that, Master Cihang also stood up with his fist.

The platform under his feet was not damaged in the slightest.

This scene surprised Du Wen.

In Cihang Temple, apart from Guru Cihang, there are actually other masters who can compete with him?
No, could it be that he was cheated?

This is Guru Cihang, not an imposter?
Is this a game set up by Cihang Temple to deal with him?

Thinking like lightning, Du Wen understood that the matter had come to an end, and he had no other way, but to kill the "Master Cihang" in front of him, and prove that the evildoer pretended to be a fact, in order to break the situation.

Yes!

Originally, Du Wen preferred to go straight to the point now, compared to giving medicine to the "medicine man" used by Master Cihang in his cultivation, which was a method of conspiracy and conspiracy!
His practice is the art of military strategists to kill.

This method of cultivation does not improve lifespan much, even if it is practiced to the legendary level, living two hundred years is considered longevity.

But he is good at killing and cutting, and his killing power is enough to compare with the sword cultivator who is the best at killing and cutting in the way of cultivating immortals.

Du Wen practiced the art of killing and cutting, and his nature was like raging fire and weapons.

The current scene even coincided with his thoughts.

"It seems that Donor Du has lost his mind, lost his mind, and fell into the way of magic! No wonder he poisoned my lay disciples of Cihang Temple, and I have to do justice for the heavens." Master Cihang also found an excuse for himself , said loudly.

Du Wen was too lazy to answer.

Poisoning is indeed poisoning.

But are those people your lay disciples from Cihang Temple?
It's just a medicine man appointed by the demon monk Ni Cihang to assist in cultivation in the future.

Du Wen formed a golden armor and went straight to Master Cihang.

Whoever wins between the two is the one who speaks the truth.

In an instant, Du Wen appeared beside Master Cihang, and punched his head with a huge fist.

A terrifying air wave gushed out, all the disciples around were blown away, and those believers were also blown off their feet.

Master Cihang did not dodge or dodge, put his hands together and pushed forward.

Like Du Wen, he also became golden.

But Du Wen is a golden armor, and Master Cihang is a golden body of Buddhism.

The palms and fists collided, and the loud sound resounded over the imperial city.

The platform under the two of them shattered in an instant, and a pile of wood dust flew all over the sky.

Du Wen's punch was blocked, and another punch landed on Master Cihang's forehead in a blink of an eye.

Master Cihang suddenly leaned back and took ten steps back.

Each step leaves a deep footstep in the ground.

The power of the shock spread outward as he stepped back.

The area of ​​Cihang Temple is okay, but the more you go outside, the more it looks like an earth dragon turned over, and some not-so-strong houses collapsed directly.

Being hit in the head by a punch, Master Cihang fell into a disadvantage, the golden body on his forehead was shattered, and cracks spread across his entire face.

It seems to be covered with a broken carapace.

Blood was flowing, and it was obvious that the injury was serious.

Du Wen did not take advantage of the victory to pursue.

He stood there, looking at his left hand.

It was this punch that broke Master Cihang's golden body just now, but there was also a hole in Du Wen's armor for no reason.

A small blood hole was punctured on his hand, and the black breath spread along the wound, and it had already reached the upper part of Du Wen's arm.

With all his mana, he couldn't suppress it!

"You are indeed a demon!"

Du Wen was shocked and angry. It is impossible for human monks to cultivate such a poison.

And he was sure that Master Cihang didn't use any magic weapon.

The demon monk turned out to be really a demon monk!
"Benefactor Du is indeed completely insane." Master Cihang sighed, his tone was compassionate, but there was a strange smile on his face.

The people around him had already fainted and died, and no one could see his expression.

He is not only a demon, but also an extremely rare double-headed poisonous scorpion!
Naturally heterogeneous.

After successful cultivation, with one soul and two bodies, he is the master Cihang who travels abroad, and he is also the master Cihang here.

There is no difference between true and false.

Even if Du Wen tried his best to kill this him, the other Cihang would not be affected.

Not only that, but he will be resurrected!

Only when both are killed within a short period of time can Master Cihang really die.

You Du Wen are planning me.

But why isn't my master Cihang planning you, waiting for you to enter the game?

I calculated your calculations.

From the very beginning, Du Wen was doomed!

With a sly smile, Master Cihang took a step forward and was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue.

It doesn't matter that he died with Du Wen.

At this moment, a great sense of crisis erupted.

A black sword exuding a ferocious aura appeared above Master Cihang's head, and the owner of the sword stabbed down.

The blade easily pierced through the damaged carapace and penetrated most of Master Cihang's body.

Xia Yanzhen took advantage of the trend.

The sly smile on Master Cihang's face, which was sure of winning, was split into two halves before it completely disappeared.

He calculated Du Wen, but he couldn't calculate that Xia Yan really existed.

(End of this chapter)