Immortal King

"The disciple visits the holy monk, the disciple is ignorant, does not know the Mahayana Buddhism, and has offended a lot before, please forgive the monk!" A monk respectfully bowed down.

"Please forgive the monk!" A group of monks all bowed down.

Wang Ke and the holy monk stared at the group of monks together.

Especially, we just want to fool the Mahayana Buddhism over. Why do you really believe it? This caught us off guard!

The holy monk did not speak, looking at Wang Ke, what are you doing now? How to act?

Wang Ke took a deep breath, and gave the holy monk a relieved look. What a special point, the hardest part is over. What are you afraid of now?

Now the most important thing is Zhang Zhengdao's side, it's time to stop!

"Ahem!"

Wang Ke coughed twice.

However, the screams still continued.

The holy monk didn't know how to act, so he could only sit there and pretend that he didn't know anything.

Wang Ke's face sank. Why is this righteous way so ignorant? It's time to stop, I know your ventriloquism is good, but you can't perform it now. A group of monks are still staring, what should I do now?

"Masters, the holy monks are closing the gates of **** at this moment. It is not convenient to speak to you. If you have the heart, please accompany the holy monks to chant together to create a Buddhist environment surrounded by the sound of the Buddha for the holy monks, so that the holy monks can focus on closing. How good is the gate of hell?" Wang Ke looked at the monks.

"Amitabha Buddha, the king's benefactor, what he said is extremely true! I will recite the Diamond Sutra together to help the holy monk!" a monk said.

Suddenly, all the monks sat down.

In an instant, the Buddha's sound was everywhere, and almost all the monks participated in it.

Wang Ke was also taken aback. These monks are so easy to talk now? What about the fierce anger of King Kong the other day?

Buddhism sounded everywhere, Wu Hundreds of people also suppressed the fear in their hearts, and when they fled, they quietly looked back.

Gradually, the underground screams slowly stopped.

Wang Ke's eyes lit up, and Zhang Zhengdao was really sensible, and finally stopped shouting.

A group of monks chanted the sutras, listening to the screams disappeared, one by one, they were honored, as if this closed the gate of hell, they also had their own merits, and the chanting became louder.

Wang Ke turned his head to look at the holy monk. The holy monk saw Wang Ke nod his head and knew it was time to end.

"Amitabha!" The holy monk said suddenly.

In an instant, all the monks stopped chanting.

"Thank you all for helping the poor monks. Today's lecture is over. The poor monks still need to save the dead, Amitabha!" The holy monk said.

The holy monk is starting to drive people out?

The holy monk at this moment is naturally different from the previous holy monks. At this moment, a word of the holy monk is like an imperial decree to the monks, and no one will disobey.

"Amitabha! There is a holy monk, I am waiting to retire!" A group of monks stood up and respectfully saluted.

Without the slightest drag, a group of monks began to go out one after another.

At this moment, an immortal disciple suddenly changed his expression: "Holy monk's face, what about holy monk's face...!"

The face of the holy monk is full of acne, and it is the kind that is three layers inside and three layers, and it scares people to death at a glance.

There used to be a roof in the Zhenmo Temple, and the darkness inside could still cover it. Now that the roof is gone, someone will naturally see it.

"The holy monk uses the body of a mortal to collect the world's deadly resentful spirits, and he is eroded by ghosts, causing facial injuries. This is not ugly, but a look of compassion and compassion! Don't want to slander the holy monk!" A monk stared angrily. .

"My Buddha is merciful, my holy monk is merciful! Even if I don't hesitate to lose my body, I have to overcome the dead and resentful spirits, Amitabha! A model of my generation!" a group of monks explained.

On the side, Wang Ke and the holy monk stared with wide-eyed eyes, this, don't you want us to blow this? Have you all helped the holy monk blow it? The saint monk's face is just coated with allergy medicine, what do you think?

Under the beating of a group of monks, all the disciples of the immortals were ‘relieved’, one by one respectfully worshipped the holy monks, and took all the people out.

At this moment, the holy monk still has important things, so we can't disturb the holy monk!

Suddenly, the people in the wall of the Zhenmo Temple walked empty. A group of monks went out of the courtyard wall and did not leave. Instead, they sat around the wall of the Zhenmo Temple, chanting scriptures, and protecting the Dharma for the holy monks, preventing outsiders from approaching.

The door closed, and Wang Ke and the holy monk looked at each other.

"Wang Ke, are we playing a bit too big?" The holy monk looked at Wang Ke blankly.

"I, I don't know either!" Wang Ke showed a strange look on his face.

"The door of **** opens, the wrath of the Bodhisattva, the heavenly condemnation descends, and the heavenly sword hits the Nascent Soul Realm? How come I feel like I am dreaming?" The holy monk showed a strange look on his face.

Wang Ke looked at the clouds in the sky. Although he didn't know what was going on before, Wang Ke knew that they were all fakes. There must be someone on it. Tian Zhen called Murong Luguang. Could it be that Murong Luguang was hiding in the clouds?

As for the gate of hell, that's even more nonsense.

"Call Zhang Zhengdao to come up first!" Wang Ke immediately opened the mechanism.

"Zhang Zhengdao, come out!" The holy monk shouted to the underground palace under the organ.

"I, I, puff!" Zhang Zhengdao's weak voice came out from below.

"What's the matter?" Wang Ke's expression changed and he jumped out of the underground palace.

Suddenly saw Zhang Zhengdao grasping the lightning whip, convulsing all over. Foam was sprayed even more in his mouth.

"What are you?" Wang Ke said in astonishment.

"I'm going to be electrocuted, this thing leaks electricity!" Zhang Zhengdao said angrily.

"I know, the leakage is not the first day. The point is, what are you doing with the lightning whip? Didn't you perform ventriloquism just now?" Wang Ke wondered.

"What ventriloquist?" Zhang Zhengdao said blankly.

Wang Ke: "............!"

Holy monk: "............!"

"Hurry up, Nie Tianba was rescued by a group of mice, and all of them were rescued by mice!" Zhang Zhengdao said anxiously.

"What Nie Tianba, what mouse? Are you hysteria?" Wang Ke stared.

Turning his head, following what Zhang Zhengdao pointed out, Wang Kecai saw that there was a big hole in the underground palace.

"This is?" Wang Ke said in astonishment.

"I didn't call it just now, it was Nie Tianba and the others, I used the lightning whip...!" Zhang Zhengdao explained.

Wang Ke stared at Zhang Zhengdao: "So, we are grateful to Nie Tianba and the others?"

Zhang Zhengdao: "............!"

"Why did they run?" The holy monk asked curiously.

"Previously, we were going to die together. Of course, I would be injured a little lighter, but in the end, a group of rats rushed in and hit me desperately. I accidentally let go of my hand and they immediately borrowed. The machine ran away, but they were all scorched and couldn't go, but the mice carried them and escaped!" Zhang Zhengdao explained.

"Nie Tianba, he will also play tunnel wars now?" Wang Ke said with an ugly expression.

"How are you up there? We didn't interfere with you?" Zhang Zhengdao worried.

"It's okay, it's gone! It's safe!" Wang Ke explained.

"Passed? How could it pass? Nie Tianba and the others shouted so sternly just now, are they all right?" Zhang Zhengdao said in astonishment.

"Thanks to your ghosts and screams, we are all right!" The holy monk explained.

Zhang Zhengdao's face became stiff, how can you curse, monk? Who screamed?

"Go out first, I will ask my subordinates to fill in the big hole here, and then repair the Zhenmo Temple!" Wang Ke shook his head.

A group of people just left the underground palace.

A storm has passed, but another bigger storm has begun.

Originally, many people just preferred to believe that they had an attitude that was untrustworthy, and did not believe so much about the disciples of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, but now it is different.

Everyone knows the eighteen layers of hell, understands the Mahayana Buddhism, and sees the gates of hell, and even the gods! Now, the immortal disciples and the group of immortal monks have all acknowledged the status of a holy monk, so that the people can't believe it?

The news seemed to have grown wings and began to spread in all directions.

In just two days, Zhou Jing spread the news of the holy monk.

The holy monk has no cultivation base, but he is a bodhisattva disciple. Is it important to have a cultivation base? Didn't you see those monks from the immortal gates, are they all protecting the law?

Suddenly, more and more people came to the Zhenmo Temple to worship. At the same time, the treasures of the Tiandi Bank sold by Wang's children were once again out of stock. No, it is hard to find a single banknote now. This is the coin that the holy monk personally identified!

Three days later, the terrace of the inn outside the Zhenmo Temple.

Nie Tianba and the others were already able to walk around, standing on the terrace looking at the crowds of people outside the Zhenmo Temple in the distance.

"The holy monk opened the door of hell? We made the scream, right?" A blood-robed man said with an ugly face.

"Would you like to inform those people that they were deceived?" asked another blood-robed man.

The blood-robed people were silent for a while. notify? Tell me a fart! Now who dares to say that the holy monk is fake, a group of monks can spray you to death. What's more, he is still a blood demon, where would he dare to go out?

"What should I do now?" Nie Tianba said with an ugly expression.

"A group of rat demon came to report, saying that the underground palace under Zhen Demon Temple has been filled with various boulders by the king, and some warning bells have been made. The rat demon will be discovered as soon as he digs the tunnel!" A blood-robed man His face was ugly.

"What's special, Wang Ke and the others, how are they so familiar with the tunnel? It makes the Rat Monsters helpless?" Another blood-robed man said with a weird face.

"Digging tunnels has always been the Wang family's strong point!" Nie Tianba said with a weird expression.

"Then what should I do? I can't go down to the Zhenmo Temple. If I walk from the sky, I will definitely be killed by the righteous disciples. The monks are obviously resident here. !" Another blood-robed man said.

"I can only go back and report the truth to the Rat King!" The blood-robed man said before.

"But what do we say when we go back? No one saw it, so we planted a big somersault. This will be punished by the Rat King!" The blood-robed man said with an ugly face.

"Nie Tianba is all to blame. Nie Tianba told the Rat King that he was familiar with the King, and the Rat King asked him to cooperate with us! As a result, Nie Tianba didn't play any role! He didn't give us a warning, and it hurt us. A big somersault!" said a man in a blood-robed robe.

On the side, Nie Tianba's face changed: "No, no, I said, I said you can't dig tunnels, you don't listen!"

"Shut up! Nie Tianba, blame you! Go back and confess your guilt to the Rat King!" The blood-robed man glared.

"That is, if you didn't tell us how difficult Wang Ke is, we would stumble?"

"That's right, that's right, Nie Tianba, you can only learn this black pot!"

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While everyone accused them, they kept squeezing their fists and looked at Nie Tianba fiercely. Nie Tianba's face stiffened, and Nie Tianba had reason to be sure, as long as he didn't agree to carry the scapegoat, these twenty fists would surely make him beaten!

PS: Three more complete! Continue to erupt tomorrow! Haha, watch chess!