Because I'm Afraid Of Pain, I Put All My Defenses On

The old monk at the Lingtai folded his palms together and bowed in salute. He pinched the scriptures with his hands, and the familiar colorful light shone down.

This picture has already been engraved into the bone. This is the result of Lingyin Temple not worrying about other temples, so I am going to do it again just in case.

This is not unreasonable, after all, Li Xiaobai and Ma Niuti's performance on the Buddhist debate stage was too strange, it is hard to imagine that this is a coquettish operation that a converted person can do.

"Master, Hua Zi."

Seeing that Li Xiaobai was indifferent, Ma Niubi couldn't help but remind him that a burst of dense mist would escape when this guy opened his mouth, and Er Gouzi's smacking of Hua Zi was perfectly imitated by him.

Looking at the amount of smoke, I said that I stuffed a pack of Huazi into my mouth.

"Don't talk, Huazi."

Li Xiaobai shook his hand and threw a few bags over again. He has a system and ignores the power of faith. Let alone the supervisor of Lingyin Temple, even the Lord Buddha himself is useless.

The five-color divine light descended, and golden beams of light enveloped his body, making his body warm. Li Xiaobai simply lay on the ground with his legs crossed and observed the horse.

The strong power of faith converged into a small sea of ​​Buddha, and Ma Niubi sank into it and frowned.

Nostrils, ears, and eyes all unconsciously exude streams of smoky breath.

"The true solution to the transformation of blood demons!"

The horse murmured softly, streams of bloody aura flickered and flowed on the surface of its skin, melting away the power of faith that came into contact with it bit by bit.

Li Xiaobai's eyes flashed with astonishment, the True Solution of Blood Demon Metamorphosis, he also possessed this skill before, the technique of Blood God Son, created by himself in the Zhongyuan Realm, can really work on this Pure Land of Bliss in the Immortal God Realm, And it is still wiping out the power of faith in Lingyin Temple!

Xueshenzi is not simple. As a key figure connecting the past and the future in the Zhongyuan Realm, he is only able to create such magical skills by colluding with immortals and doing some shady business. A generation of heroes.

It's just that now thinking about how such a master was shot down into the cracks in the void by him casually, and then there is no news, it feels a little sloppy, and there may be some tricks in it.

Being able to disintegrate the power of faith that melts the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, the Son of the Blood God has a thorough understanding of Buddhist exercises.

"Amitabha, the two masters are indeed very human. It is not easy to be calm and listen to the teachings of Buddhism under the illumination of the five-colored light."

Seeing the appearance of the two, the old monk at Lingtai was slightly startled. He had long heard that this Wuhu master was unusual. It seems to be adapted to the power of faith?

There are only two possibilities in this situation, one is that the other party has been completely assimilated, and the power of faith will only feel comfortable, and the other is that the other party has no fear of the power of faith at all, and even with the help of the strong faith of the ancestral hall, it is impossible to assimilate the other party consciousness.

The latter situation is obviously impossible. There is no such person in the world, but it doesn’t feel right to say that the former has been transformed. How can someone be transformed and still have their legs crossed.

"Amitabha, the little monk is flattered to be taught by Master Lingtai himself."

Li Xiaobai nodded.

Lingtai frowned and asked, "I don't know how Master Wuhu feels when he is enveloped by the five-color divine light?"

Li Xiaobai "It's warm and comfortable."

Lingtai "..."

Inside the ancestral hall, the Sanskrit sound of the avenue sounded, and under the blessing of the power of faith, the tablets began to sway, as if the ancestors of Lingyin Temple were provoked and couldn't help but want to break out of the bondage.

The beads of sweat on Ma Niubi's forehead were dense and oozing out layer by layer. He really couldn't stand it anymore. After all, there is a limit to Huazi's and Xueshenzi's skills. When the ancestral hall moved, the pressure on his whole body became tense. The increase in geometric multiples.

"Amitabha, finally I have a normal reaction."

Seeing this, the old monk at Lingtai also breathed a sigh of relief. Sure enough, it wasn't his operation problem, but Li Xiaobai was too special.

Being able to have this kind of resistance reaction shows that Ma Niubi has never been completely converted by the Arhat Temple, and he is also a genius.

He recited the scriptures of saving people even more vigorously, and the ranking of the ancestral hall was shocked. Today, these two people must be taken down.

"Master, this old thing is too fierce, this disciple can't stand it."

"Don't panic, good boy, let's have a mouthful of sauerkraut from the old altar."

Li Xiaobai pulled off his boots, and a pair of feet hit the opponent's face directly. In an instant, three powerful auras intertwined in the ancestral hall.

The power of faith, Hua Zi, and the smell of feet.

Ma Niubi's brows stretched out, his expression was intoxicated, and he couldn't help taking a deep breath, feeling that the pressure was a little less.

Good guy, Master is worthy of being a Master, no wonder he didn't take a bath to renew, it turned out that he deliberately kept a hand, and used his feet here to enlighten him.

"Bang bang bang!"

At this moment, the tablets in the ancestral hall fell in large areas, and most of the power of faith disappeared suddenly.

The face of the old monk at the Lingtai also turned pale. He never expected that he would break his merits, and the instigator was a pair of stinky feet.

"Amitabha, Master Wuhu, what is the intention of disturbing the breath of Buddhism?"

"Are you doing this to ruin Master Ma's future?"

Lingtai's face was pale, and the degree was coming to an end, and the memorial tablet in the ancestral hall no longer helped him. He couldn't be sure whether the degree was considered a success.

"Amitabha, the little monk admires the Dharma of Master Lingtai. The little monk just wants to accept the teachings of Buddhism wholeheartedly. Besides, he just took off his boots and his clothes and pants are still on."

Li Xiaobai said lightly, even if you forget, you can't resist the temptation of your feet, so the power of faith in this Lingtai is naturally not a problem.

"It's the old man who is worrying too much. You can't do such a vulgar thing in the ancestral ancestral hall. Put on your boots and follow the token, it will lead you wherever you go."

Lingtai's complexion changed several times, and finally it turned into a sigh. He threw two small wooden signs and stretched out a finger to volley a little. A number 5 appeared above Li Xiaobai's head, and a figure 5 appeared above Ma Niubi's head. number 4.

This represents the number of times they were degreed.

"Master suffers."

"Hurry up and return the ancestor to his place. In the future, if you don't bother your ancestor, you will see that your ancestor is exhausted."

Li Xiaobai waved his hand and said cheerfully.

As soon as this remark came out, several more tablets fell to the ground, and the three corpses on the Lingtai jumped violently. If it wasn't for the life above, he wouldn't care about any genius, and he would have killed him long ago.

I met this monk named Wuhu twice, and both times I fell into the hands of the other party.

You have to report to the abbot, this disaster can't stay!