The devil kills the god

857 King Kasyapa Ming

In Fengliancheng Guansheng Bodhisattva Temple, Xiao Fan lowered his head and followed several monks into the main hall.

The palace door was slowly closed, and Xiao Fan stood in the middle of a red carpet.

In front of him, there was an old monk sitting on a futon, surrounded by dozens of monks at the protection level respectfully lined up on both sides.

With a sweep of Xiao Fan's consciousness, he had a panoramic view of the whole hall.

"There are three Buddha-level monks here, and almost all of the rest are Dharma-protector level. It will take about five breaths to eliminate them all..." Xiao Fan thought silently.

"Are you going to do it directly?" Malaria asked in a low voice.

"Well, there aren't any experts here anyway, get this done, grab the power of faith and run away!" Xiao Fan nodded.

"Who is here? Why didn't you kneel down three times and knock down nine times when you saw the old monk?" The old monk in charge asked in a low voice.

"Do you still need to kneel three times and knock down nine times?" Xiao Fan's eyes ### twitched a few times, but after a careful search of Qingchen's memory, there was indeed such a rule in it. To show respect and strict rank.

"Damn it, kneel down to them? Even if you pretend to be Qingchen, you can't do this kind of thing yourself!" Xiao Fan was full of arrogance in his bones, and a murderous look flashed in his eyes, and he was ready to do it in the future.

But at this moment, he suddenly changed his expression and suppressed his thoughts.

Immediately afterwards, a person slowly walked out from the side door on one side of the main hall, causing Xiao Fan's pupils to shrink slightly!

King Ming master!

There will be Ming Wang level masters here unexpectedly.

And the other party seemed to hide his presence, even Xiao Fan couldn't detect his existence.

Fortunately, he didn't act recklessly, otherwise he would definitely suffer.

Looking carefully at this King Ming, his appearance is somewhat similar to the three people he met in the fairy world, and he seems to be a master of the monster race!

"Uh, respected Lord Kasyapa Ming!" Everyone immediately knelt down and said respectfully.

"Well, this king came here with the Buddha's decree to see the holy Bodhisattva, so I don't tolerate negligence!" The Ming king named Kasyapa seemed to be very upset: "Just let this king rest in the other courtyard. What's the matter? Huh?"

A 'Huh? ', although it sounds very ordinary, but there is a trace of soul-stirring Buddha's voice in it, which is enough to affect the souls of everyone, making everyone in the hall tremble and their faces turn pale.

However, on the field, there was only one person who could not be moved by this power, and it could even be said that he was not affected in the slightest, and it was naturally Xiao Fan!

But at this time Xiao Fan also pretended to be kneeling on one knee, constantly deduced and analyzed Kasyapa's strength, and wanted to compare it with his current physical condition, but the result made him look a little disappointed.

In my current situation, it is impossible to be Kasyapa's opponent. Even if I really do it, I will not get any benefit at all!

"King Kasyapa forgive me, the disciples did not intend to neglect your lord, but just because they learned that dozens of temples in the area under the jurisdiction of the disciples were attacked by thieves recently, and countless disciples passed away, so they are investigating this matter..." The Buddha master Hastily kowtowed and explained.

"Bastard! This king is here to investigate this matter! Don't you think that this king is idle and has nothing to do, so I can't come here to inspect you?" Kasyapa stared, raised his hand and grabbed it, and a chair moved towards him. He flies.

"I don't know, Lord Wanwang Kasyapa Ming Wang, please forgive me!" The Buddha was so frightened that his whole body trembled, and he slammed his head on the ground again and again.

"Forget it, I don't bother to argue with you!" Kasyapa waved his hands, sat on the chair carelessly, lifted his cassock and robes, and said with a hint of ferocity on his face: "Get up for me, everyone. Tell me about the details of those temples!"

"Report to Lord Kasyapa..." The Buddha got up quickly and respectfully, and told one by one about the temples that Xiao Fan had secretly cleaned up.

It's just that Xiao Fan's actions were clean and neat, leaving no traces for people to trace, so the Buddha's understanding of the situation is only superficial. As for more detailed, even useful clues are clueless.

After these words, King Kasyapa Ming could only hear the corners of his eyes constantly twitching, and he shook his head after a long time and said: "Okay, you don't need to say more, I already know the general situation, and it seems that you don't know anything about the details." I know!"

"This... because the assailant is too weird, and every time he attacks the temple, it does not cause any fluctuations in power, so it is impossible to guard against. Except for those disciples who have become bones, there are no other clues left at all, so... ..." The Buddha quickly explained with his head covered in sweat.

"That's enough, I don't need to listen to any excuses, I have already remembered your incompetence!" King Kasyapa waved his hands, obviously disappointed with the Buddha.

At this time, Xiao Fan, who had been waiting at the bottom, suddenly rolled his eyes, stepped forward and bowed and said, "Great Lord Ming, this disciple has a clue to report!"

"Oh?" King Kasyapa was taken aback, and immediately looked at Xiao Fan, and all the other monks also set their eyes on Xiao Fan.

"Shut up, you little protector who doesn't understand dignity, how can you speak here?" Seeing this, the Buddha seemed to have found a vent to vent the grievance he had just suffered, pointed at Xiao Fan and drank sharply .

"If that's the case, it's the disciple's fault!" Xiao Fan pretended to smile wryly and shook his head, then stepped back again.

"Huh?" King Kasyapa frowned, and turned to look at the Buddha: "Who is this person? Why don't you let him tell?"

"Reporting to the honorable King Kasyapa, this person is just a small guardian in a low-level temple, how can he have the right to talk to you?" The Buddha replied respectfully.

"Oh, that's how it is..." King Kasyapa nodded, looked at the Buddha and said, "If I remember correctly, your name should be Kuqie. The abbot of the Bodhisattva Temple, right?"

"Uh... Sir Kasyapa Ming Wang has a really good memory, it is indeed the case. The disciple was promoted to today because of your lord!" Buddha Coetzee replied hastily.

"It seems that there was something wrong with my king's vision back then, and he could have misread the wrong person!" King Kasyapa sighed, and shook his head slowly.

"Uh... What does your lord mean... this disciple doesn't understand..." The smile on Coetzee's face suddenly froze.

"Didn't he just say that he has clues to report? If you don't listen and understand because of your humble status, how can you do it? No wonder your work efficiency is so low. Is it because of this reason?" There was a flash of anger, and he said coldly to the Buddha: "Kuqie, you have disappointed me so much. If all of us under the command of Guansheng Bodhisattva use your way of doing things, I am afraid that when the rebel army hits Lingshan, we will be defeated." They don't even know!"

"You have been sitting in the position of the presiding officer of the Guansheng Bodhisattva Temple in Fenglian City. From now on, you are no longer the presiding officer here!" As he said, King Kasyapa pointed to another Buddha next to him and said: "You first Take over from him and act as the host for now!"

"Ming...Master King Ming..." Coetzee's whole body was sweating coldly, and he collapsed powerlessly.

"That's enough, I don't want to see you now, get out!" King Kasyapa shouted angrily, and immediately waved his sleeves, and suddenly a violent air gushed out, wrapped around Coetzee's body, and just threw it out. Outside the hall!

"Okay, what do you know about that protector, tell me!" King Kasyapa turned his head to look at Xiao Fan indifferently.

"Yes!" Xiao Fan clasped his hands together quickly and said, "Anituofo, my disciple is the abbot of the Guansheng Bodhisattva Temple in Guhe Village. Fenglian City!"

"Oh? Guhe Village?" King Kasyapa's eyes twitched: "As far as I know, Guhe Village seems to be the first place to be attacked, right?"

"That's right, I saw with my own eyes that a man who looked very young killed all the disciples in my temple, and I don't know what method he used to turn them into dry bones, and forcibly plundered them. The power of faith collected in the statue of Guansheng Bodhisattva!"

"It's just that the thief's strength is too terrifying, and the disciple dare not contend with him, so he lingers on and saves his life, hoping to report these clues, but it's a pity that Master Kuqie Buddha doesn't allow the disciple to speak at all..." Xiao Fan breathed out He spoke out the words he made up.

His intentions are simple.

Instead of running around and plundering the power of faith, it's better to mix into the other party.

And this King Kasyapa is the best way for him to blend into the enemy smoothly!

The first thing is to gain the trust of the other party, after that, everything is easy to talk about!

Xiao Fan's plan went round in his mind, and he immediately started to implement it.

"Well, do you remember that person's appearance clearly?" King Kasyapa tapped on the armrest of the seat with his fingers a few times, and asked in a low voice.

"My lord, I remember it very clearly!" Xiao Fan said, raised his hand and released a wave of Buddha power, and condensed a picture in front of him. The faces of the characters on it were exactly the way he usually liked Yi Rongcheng.

"Okay, I will remember your great merit!" King Kasyapa patted his seat and said, "Everyone, remember this person's face, and search and hunt him down!"

"Yes! Disciple takes orders!" Suddenly, behind King Kasyapa Ming, dozens of powerful Buddha masters emerged, bowed their knees, and immediately left the hall.

"Behind this guy, there are so many masters hidden...Xiao Fan, did you find out a long time ago?" Malaria asked in surprise.

"What? Didn't you feel it?" Xiao Fan couldn't help being taken aback.

"No, it seems that my sensory ability is not suitable for these Buddhist masters!" Malaria shook his head.

"Well, I have the power of the Buddhist family now, maybe it has something to do with it!" Xiao Fan licked his lips.

What the Buddhists use is the power of Buddha, which is a kind of power that can be compared with the power of immortality. The only difference is that the power of immortality comes from the aura of heaven and earth, while the power of Buddha comes from the belief of living beings.

(I couldn't update the chapter at noon, sorry)