As the downfall of the Republic of China, there was a Taoist priest named Uncle Jiu

"We can understand your sorrow, but senior brother Yuanjue passed away and became a Buddha in the flesh. We should all be happy for him." "Hahahahaha..."

Wuxin sneered: "That's right! I'm sad! I'm sad! I'm still sad for you! Sitting under the eyes of the Buddha for such a deed, isn't it afraid that the Buddha will accept you as demons and ghosts? Up to now, you still fight To deceive my idea! But, even if you have been deceived for a while, will you be deceived for a lifetime?".

Chapter 166 You look like a begging dog!

Yuan Shang frowned and said, "Uncle Shi, you are so sad that you have hallucinations."

"The entire Buddhist sect may not be able to give birth to a flesh-body Buddha in ten years, but in three years, two flesh-body Buddhas were born in Lingci Temple. Do you think I am a fool or the majority of believers as fools? Or, do you think the entire Buddhist sect is a fool? ?”

Inadvertently rebuke:

"Three months ago, Yuanjue sent me a letter. In the letter, he said that he was investigating Lingci Temple. After he finished his investigation, he would tell me the whole story. With his cultivation base, he can live for 120 years without any problem. And now, you tell me that he has passed away. How can there be such a coincidence in the world!"

"Don't be afraid to tell you that I have entrusted a trustworthy person to me. If I don't go down the mountain for ten days, he will go to the abbot of the Jokhang Temple, Huineng. I can't expose the dirt of Lingci Temple, and the Jokhang Temple will expose it! The Jokhang Temple will expose it." No! And the entire Buddhist sect! How long have you been hiding it!"

The faces of several old monks and a middle-aged monk who came with him changed drastically. There is no doubt that if someone comes to Jokhang Temple, it will be the end for Lingci Temple.

Lingci Temple has only had a few years of good life, is it going to end like this?

"kill him!"

Following behind Yuan Shang, the middle-aged monk with low eyebrows and obedient eyes tore off his disguise, and gave orders indifferently.

boom!

Yuan Shang suddenly exploded, and he still looked old-fashioned at this moment, and he bombarded Wuxin like lightning.

boom!

Unintentionally flew out like a cannonball, hit the wall heavily, vomited blood from the mouth when it landed, and his chest was directly sunken.

"Want to kill me? Wishful thinking."

Wuxin looked sluggish, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and still sneered without fear.

"Amitabha, Uncle Master, you are immortal, you will remain young forever, and you will recover quickly even if you are injured. For so many years, your face has not changed, but we are getting old. I am really jealous! God is not fair. , Why can you have such abilities! But I have never believed that I can't kill you〃¨!"

Yuan Shang stomped on Wu Xin's chest, crushing her hard, with an extremely vicious expression on his face.

puff!

Wuxin looked up to the sky again and spewed blood, and there was a crackling sound of bones breaking in his chest, and he was almost stepped on and collapsed into it.

"The two uncles, the master has already made a move, what are you waiting for?"

The middle-aged monk looked at the other two old monks.

"Those who make big things don't care about small things. When he entered the temple, I said that he is a hidden danger and must be eliminated."

"Look at him, he wants to notify the Jokhang Temple. He clearly doesn't care about all of our lives, and doesn't care about the juniors of the same sect. If that's the case, what do you still miss?"

The middle-aged monk was unusually calm, and understated what he said about deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors, just like eating and drinking water.

Wu Xin's eyes spit fire: "So you are the culprit!"

"Amitabha, Master Uncle, why do you want to go back to Lingci Temple? Maybe one day you will understand that we are all for Lingci Temple. Only when there is a Buddha in the flesh can Lingci Temple flourish."

The other two monks also shot together.

puff!

Wuxin did not know how much blood she had vomited, the entire ground of the meditation room was stained red, her body was twisted into a strange angle, most of her bones were broken.

He couldn't resist at all, his head was grabbed, and his body was beaten like a sandbag by three old monks.

"Uncle! We don't want to hurt you!"

"Do you know that playing stupid is also a virtue!"

"To die or not to die! To die or not to die! I don't believe I can't beat you to death!"

The benevolent eyebrows and kind eyes on the faces of the three old monks were replaced by ferocious ghosts, who smashed wildly at Wuxin's body.

The middle-aged monk waved his hand, and the three old monks stopped beating violently. He stepped forward and said with a gentle expression:

"Master Wuxin, we are from the same sect after all. I can't bear to see your situation. In this way, as long as you can send a letter to tell the Jokhang Temple that everything is your own unfounded worry, and there is no change in Lingci Temple, how about it?"

Pooh!

Wuxin spit on his face, and sneered: "Do you know that you look like... a dog now! Begging for mercy! You are afraid of the Jokhang Temple!"

The middle-aged monk slowly wiped away the bloody saliva on his face, glanced at Wuxin, whose body was recovering rapidly, and said expressionlessly, "Hit until he agrees."

Boom boom boom boom boom!

Amidst the vibrations of the meditation room, after another few minutes of smashing, Wuxin's body from the neck down had been smashed into a mass of flesh, not even a bloody mess, and it was hard to tell whether it was flesh or bones.

But this mass of flesh and blood is still wriggling, wanting to recover.

Wuxin was already delirious. He was immortal, but that didn't mean he didn't suffer from pain. He was smashed into a pulp from the neck down. It was conceivable how much pain he had endured.

When half of his body recovered and he could barely see the outline, the middle-aged monk asked again: "' Master Wuxin, you can recover indefinitely, which also means that you have to endure unlimited pain. Just a word from you, and I will How about letting you go immediately?"

Wuxin's eyelids trembled, his swollen and disfigured eyes opened, his mouth bulged, and he wanted to spit but he had no strength left: "I don't talk to dogs!"

One of the old monks named Yuan Jie suddenly knelt down: "Uncle Wuxin, the Buddha said that he would put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately, so can't he give Lingci Temple a chance to reform?"

"Give you a chance? Have you ever given my disciple Yuanjue a chance?"

The old monk Yuanjie sighed: "Uncle Wuxin, you know what Lingci Temple used to be like. The temple was cold and run-down, with few believers. There were more than 20 monks in the whole temple, and they couldn't even eat enough for fasting meals." , a hungry sallow and skinny bundle."

"Now, hundreds of monks in our Lingci Temple have gilded the bodies of Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, and the incense is flourishing, and there are endless streams of believers every day."

He said without shame: "As a monk (the king's), he got into the eyes of money, not ashamed, but proud!"

Yuan Jie shook his head: "Master Uncle Wuxin, you are immortal and treat money like dung. But if you are a Buddha in the flesh, how can you have believers and no believers, how can you have money and if you don't have money, how can you gild the bodies of Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, and how can you keep the ever-burning lamps alive?" ?”

"Now that Lingci Temple has been prosperous for several years, you are going to drive us to a dead end! I beg you! Uncle, my lifelong wish is to make Lingci Temple a holy place for Buddhism!"

"As long as we give us time, one day, under the leadership of Wutong, Lingci Temple will rival the Jokhang Temple, and even surpass the Jokhang Temple!"

The shape of the circle is like madness, and the shape is like madness.

Intangible eyes looked pitifully: "You are already crazy. Which one of the big Buddhist sects like the Jokhang Temple became a Buddhist holy place by despicable means? Even if it really relied on the flesh Buddha to make Lingci Temple a holy place, it is also a holy place for demons and heretics, not Buddhist Holy Land."

Chapter 167 I'm just cheating on you!

Wutong sighed: "Master, you really don't cry when you see the coffin. Since you hate the Buddha in the flesh so much, let's make you a Buddha in the flesh."

"brute!"

Wuxin suddenly had strength gushing out of nowhere, screaming with all her might, her eyes bloodshot.

"Host!"

A monk rushed in to report: "There are two people outside looking for Master Wuxin."

Wutong's eyes lit up: "Could it be that these two are the ones who unintentionally entrusted them to the Jokhang Temple? There really is no limit to the road, hahahaha..."

After all, he walked up to Wuxin, right in front of his eyes, his face squirmed, and within a few minutes, another 'Wuxin' appeared.

Then there was a clicking sound from his body, it turned out that the bones were being compressed, and then the heartbeat gradually slowed down until it disappeared.

A seemingly unintentional 'Unintentional' was born.

"Master Wuxin, I'm going to see the person you entrusted, and tell him that you are worrying about nothing."

Inadvertently closed his eyes slowly.

It’s over.

It’s over.

Gu Zhou, Gu Zhou, you are not such a stupid person.

Why do you still have to go up the mountain?

Why don't you go directly to the Jokhang Temple?

…600……

Lingci Temple is divided into two parts, one part is for pilgrims and believers, and the other part is only accessible to monks in the temple.

Gu Zhou went straight to the official channel and told the guest monk that he was looking for Master Wuxin, and then the guest monk said to report it.

About 10 minutes later, Gu Zhou saw 'Wuxin' coming out, and laughed from a distance: "Thanks to you coming to Lingci Temple, lest I chase you."

Gu Zhou was puzzled: "What do you mean?"

And Wuxiang at the side looked at 'Wuxin' with a strange expression.

'Wuxin' laughed at himself: "I was really skeptical at the beginning. In order to avoid accidents, the truth was buried, so I entrusted you to help me with the message. But after investigation, I found that my worries were unfounded. Fortunately, you haven't gone yet. Jokhang Temple, otherwise it would be a big oolong."

"So it is."

Gu Zhou was dubious.

"Come on, let's talk as we go."

'Wuxin' led the two to go inside.

While chatting, Gu Zhou seemed to think of something: "How did you investigate that matter?"

"Oh, that matter is still under investigation, but I still don't have a clue."

'Wuxin' shook his head helplessly.

"I went to Xiangxi this time, and it seems that we met again, but I'm not sure." Gu Zhou said.

"When my affairs here are over, I'll go to Xiangxi."

Gu Zhou was silent for a while, and let out a long sigh.

"what happened?"

'Wuxin' turned his head and looked at him, but he saw no resemblance smiling at him, which made his heart skip a beat.

boom!

In the next moment, Gu Zhou stomped heavily on his feet, and under Wuzhu's tremendous force, the hard floor tiles shattered with a loud bang. His whole body pressed forward to explode the air, and he rushed in front of 'Wuxin' like lightning, and punched out.

The tall figure rushed towards him with a suffocating wind, and the substantial wind slapped his face fiercely, making 'Wuxin' terrified.

boom!

Exploding from a distance like mountains and seas, 'Wuxin' didn't even make a snort before his chest sagged in, his back bulged high, and he was almost punched through.

And he let out a muffled groan, spurting blood from his seven orifices, whizzing and flying backwards, hitting a stone pillar heavily, causing the stone pillar hugged by the person to shake violently.

boom!

With mental arithmetic and no heart, this punch gathered all the strength of Gu Zhou's whole body. When Wuxin landed on the ground, a large amount of blood spurted out from the seven orifices, and blood mixed with dark red internal organ fragments spewed out of his mouth uncontrollably.

He couldn't move his whole body, his chest was smashed to pieces by Gu Zhou, his tattered chest heaved slightly, and he was already on the verge of death.

"Damn it! Who is this person! He has such strength!"

Feeling the severe pain in his body, 'Wuxin' was horrified, why would a person in his 20s have such perverted strength.

With this level of strength, not to mention a sneak attack, even if you confront him head-on, you don't have much chance of winning.

Time seemed to freeze, and the monks around were stunned. They didn't expect that someone would dare to commit a crime in Lingci Temple. They stepped back a few steps and shouted:

"Who are you? How dare you commit murder in Lingci Temple. Anyone who knows you can catch him without a fight!"

As a result, Gu Zhou walked towards 'Wuxin' without hearing anything, and no one dared to stop him.

"You...why are you..."

'Wuxin' looked unbelievable: "Why...you want to kill me..."

"Are you still thinking about luck?"

Gu Zhou looked like I saw through you, shook his head and sneered, "Pretend, keep pretending, I'll see how long you can pretend."

In fact, when 'Wuxin' said that he was just worrying unfoundedly, his doubts were only one or two points.

After all, he only met Wuxin once, and he didn't really know this immortal person.

But it was precisely this two points of doubt that made him feel tempted and mentioned the matter of the stone Buddha.

'Wuxin' is very smart, even if he doesn't know what Wuxin wants to investigate, but the answer is tight, it is a universal answer.

But when Gu Zhou mentioned that he might see a stone Buddha in Xiangxi, 'Wuxin' reacted too calmly.