I'm the Master of the Yellow Springs

Now Po Meng is very moved.

Although this scholar just sat on her head and shit, he actually dared to shout in her demon sect: Help the suffering, help the suffering, and the Buddha's teachings will save all sentient beings. Now she has chosen to endure it.

Keep putting up with him!

I might as well not only tolerate him, but also support his Leiyin Temple, send some crazy resources to support his well-known and decent charity!

She is a demon cultivator who puts interests first and pays attention to practical interests.

Both sides suffered losses. Although both sides suffered losses, it was obvious that the Buddhist sect suffered a small loss and the Demon Sect suffered a small loss.

With her overwhelming resentment and hatred for Buddhism, she could completely tolerate this slap in the face and let the scholar attack Leiyin Temple.

It's interesting when you think about it.

And if this scholar really succeeds, wouldn't it mean that our Huangquan Demon Sect has a new Buddhist orthodoxy under the command of the Huangquan Sect? A decent family?

This is not like joining the other party's upright sect and acting as a spy?

This is a complete move of the other party's orthodox sect!

This is the highest realm of Huangquan Sect spies!

"Before, they might have thought that an elder of a certain righteous sect was from our Huangquan sect, but now how could they possibly think that the entire righteous Buddhist sect was from the seventh peak of our Huangquan sect?"

She felt so happy that her pores dilated, and she instinctively said "yes", feeling her whole body dripping with joy.

"I have just read a few lines of this diary, and it is so interesting. All misunderstandings have been solved. There may be more special information about the new Leiyin Temple."

She continued to read the diary in anticipation.

I saw Wu Lang continuing to write:

[It is possible to establish a new Buddha for the same lineage of mountain spirits. How easy is it? Even if I travel around the world, meet many great scholars, knowledgeable scholars, and various masters, and understand many Buddhist principles, it is still very difficult. ]

[But it is not without basis. During my lifetime, I traveled around the world and communicated with a reclusive Buddhist master who had traveled the earth for seven thousand years. ]

[That day in the wild temple in the mountains, it was pouring rain. I met him by chance in the mountains. At that time, I had a discussion with that senior monk. We discussed a change in the new Buddhist doctrine and our views on the world, which are contrary to today's Buddhist principles. They are two extremes. . ]

An ascetic who has traveled the earth for seven thousand years?

Seeing this, Po Meng's heart suddenly jumped.

I feel like I have let go of another doubt.

I'm afraid it's the Buddhist scriptures obtained by this Buddhist cultivator.

Looking at it this way, the scholar became a little bit more innocent again.

However, seven thousand years of hard work to cultivate the Buddha, this kind of hidden power, may be more than 10,000 years old, so it must be quite ancient.

She began to think about who this person was in her mind.

But when I thought about it, there were many figures in my mind, and even some monsters that were considered to be incarnation were also thinking about it, but I couldn't find the answer.

Because the earth has been doing asceticism for seven thousand years, this category is too big.

Po Meng's eyes flickered, but she became interested.

Encountered by chance in the mountains, a mortal went to learn hundreds of fields for the sake of the common people in the world, looking for the answer to save the common people. He met another Buddhist who had been practicing asceticism for seven thousand years, also looking for the answer to the common people.

On that day, heavy rain destroyed the temple, and two people with extreme identities, one a low-level mortal scholar and the other a supreme Buddhist venerable, had the same goal. What kind of sparks would be created?

Po Meng's eyes changed.

This upright and magnanimous scholar is obviously a ruthless person. As a great human scholar who dares to challenge all the major demonic and Buddhist sects, he is extremely capable. Since he has defeated the Mountain Spirit's Leiyin Temple, it means that his theory has matured.

"At that time, the conversation between these two people in the diary was probably the source of his new Buddhist theory." Meng Po felt deeply.

But she turned her eyes and looked at the scholar, who was still writing a diary on top of the Seventh Peak:

"Hahaha! But, how can I read such an interesting diary by myself?"

"How about I add fuel to the fire? Help him! Since you are so ruthless and dare to cause trouble in our Huangquan Demon Sect and Leiyin Temple, then I will give you another push! Go to the Buddhist gate next door and make a fuss too! "

Po Meng grinned.

Po Meng is a person who likes to cause trouble, and Xing Hanhan is very fond of her.

Po Meng planned to do something exciting, and said with a sinister smile:

"Little scholar, let me help you spread the contents of the diary you are writing to the Buddhist sect."

"Let those powerful people accompany me and appreciate this diary. How special and exquisite the following content is."

Alone Better Together.

She began to think that someone was shitting on her head, but who knew that someone was shitting on Buddha's head.

So, she wanted to throw this piece of shit at the door of someone's Buddhist temple, and project the contents of this diary onto the door of someone's home in a Buddhist holy place, so that everyone could enjoy it together.

"At the same time, if he wants to open the fiftieth clan, I have to help him build momentum, gather the luck of this race, and become a Saint Master." She narrowed her eyes, "Where does this luck come from? It's just a plot. Today’s Buddhists, the concept of this diary, robs them of their luck in Buddhism.”

After saying that, she stood up and grabbed it gently.

"go!"

Invisible air waves swept across.

Wu Lang didn't know that Meng Po was so black-hearted that she would do such a crazy thing. He tried hard to hide the diary he wrote, and was afraid that others would find out about the shameful content in the diary.

But what about Po Meng? It's like the elders took their own dark history, called friends everywhere, gathered around to watch, and forced a public execution, leading a group of people to peek and watch as they wrote the diary.

Wow.

at this time.

In a central Pure Land Market, many monks and Buddhist cultivators were trading.

Most of the people here are Buddhists.

Because this is one of the three ancient holy places of the Buddhist sect, it is a trading gathering place. Many monks in the city gather here to trade and discuss Buddhism. It can be said that it is peaceful and peaceful.

And in the sky.

It was as if a curtain had appeared, on which words were appearing one by one.

"what is that?"

"What is someone writing?"

"Like a note?"

"There is a terrifying power who is using great supernatural powers to project these words. If you dare to project them in front of the Buddhist gate, are you talking about Buddhist principles?"

A monk was surprised and looked up.

And inside a large Buddhist sect, there are also elders of the sect, sitting cross-legged, slowly looking up, "I wonder who is doing these little tricks in front of our sect?"

"I heard that Buddhists like to discuss Buddhist principles, so I brought a junior here. Now I just want him to explain his understanding of various Buddhist principles these days."

"However, my junior is shy and practices silent meditation."

"He loves to keep diaries. Let's take a look at his understanding of Buddha in his diaries and comment on them."

Po Meng smiled faintly and kept her name anonymous. No one could recognize her voice or identity.

And these guys don't know the seriousness of the matter yet.

They thought some hidden Buddhist cultivator came to discuss the Tao. This is very common.

"Oh? Since you want to talk about Buddhism, then just listen to it."