Maoshan Ghost King

Here, the real Lingshi had just gotten up from the ground, and then two veterans walked over quickly, helped the real Lingshi up, and got into the crowd.

"Come on, take these lunatics down for me!" I don't know who shouted, the people from Tianyuan Palace immediately surrounded them again, and even the friends of the real spirit stone, some also pulled out Out of the magic weapon, they gathered together towards them.

Neither Ge Yu nor Li Zejian thought that these people would turn back. The prisoners here just started, they would start to get people.

At this time, the Divine Sword Chasing Soul on the top of Li Zejian's head hummed again. This time it was really angry and really wanted to kill.

When Hei Xiaose and Zhong Jinliang saw that the situation was not good, they ran to Ge Yu and the others with Li Haoran and stood still.

Ge Yu also glanced in the direction of the spirit stone real person, and found that he hadn't expressed anything. Obviously, the hatred for them was still eloquent.

However, just as these people were about to rush to their side, the Zen Master Jingkong suddenly chanted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha... the poor monk has just said it. You have to vouch for these donors. If you really do it, you should follow Step on the body of the poor monk."

"Master Jingkong, these arrogant juniors trespassed into my Tianyuan Palace and wounded so many people in my Tianyuan Palace. Even the real person in charge was seriously injured by him. Didn't you see? Why are you still facing them... You have always had a good personal relationship with my brother-in-chief. Is it because of these people, you have to fight against my Tianyuan Palace?" The old man who was in charge of bookkeeping said very upset.

"The monks don’t talk, and what they say is like water poured out. Since the poor monks promised to give guarantees to these donors and take care of their thoroughness, they must do it. The friendship should return to the friendship, the reason is the truth, and the poor monks always do things. There is a principle, or that sentence, you really have to do it, and pass the poor monk first." The Zen Master Jingkong has a majestic appearance, his face is calm, and his life and death are out of the question.

Such an eminent monk made Ge Yu admire and admire several people.

"Master Jingkong, if you insist on doing this, then our Tianyuan Palace is not polite to you." The old Taoist squinted just now.

"Amitabha Buddha, all things are like dreams like bubbles, grievances and hatreds, but the white clouds pass, and the thoughts are empty. This is your obsession. If you can't break this level, what is the use of your practice? The four are empty, life and death are indifferent, this life, you take it." The Zen Master Jingkong still said lightly.

Not only that Zen Master Jingkong was like this, even the two great monks who followed him did not even turn their eyelids, standing motionless on both sides of Zen Master Jingkong.

"Master Jingkong, those Buddhist principles you mentioned, those of us who are cultivators do not understand. You Buddhists cultivate the next life. We will only care about this life when we get home. There are not so many twists and turns. No matter what, our Tianyuan Palace respects Master Jingkong very much. You Don't worry, when we do it for a while, we will definitely not hurt you, we just need to take down those madmen!" The old Taoist said immediately.

Seeing that Zen Master Jingkong couldn’t make any sense with these people, Li Zejian directly snorted, “Master Jingkong, these people are unreasonable and they want to bully the less. It’s helpless. We take your old man’s mind. Since they insisted on staying a few of us, there is nothing to say about it. We are desperate to do our best to not hurt your old man. We also ask Zen Master Jing Kong to move elsewhere. As long as your old man doesn’t do anything with us, we will be there. I'm so grateful."

If Zen Master Jingkong had not heard of it, he folded his hands together and stood motionless, while the old ways and masters of the Tianyuan Palace had long been unable to bear it. Someone greeted him: "Kill!"

Suddenly, a group of people swarmed. When the first few veterans and dozens of Tianyuan Palace masters were about to rush to Zen Master Jingkong, Ge Yu and Li Zejian looked at each other and raised them again. With the magic weapon, it is really going to kill.

At this moment, Zen Master Jingkong, who had just closed his eyes for a short time, opened his eyes suddenly, and a surging Buddhist aura radiated from him. At that moment, Ge Yu was standing behind Zen Master Jingkong. He and Li Zejian didn't know if he was dazzled, and he saw the Zen Master Jingkong emit a faint golden Buddha light.

"Stop...hand by hand..."

This huge roar caused a violent wind on the flat ground, and the sound echoed between the valleys, circling constantly. Those who were about to rush to the front were suddenly retreated by the sound of Zen Master Jingkong’s roar. Because it is not high, he actually rolled directly to the ground, and rolled several times.

All of a sudden, those who rushed forward took seven or eight steps back, finally stabilizing their bodies.

But Ge Yu, Li Zejian and others who stood behind Zen Master Jingkong were not shocked by this huge roar. In addition to feeling that the sound was a bit loud, it also had echoes. It didn't feel much, but surrounded them. The people around were miserable, all of them were shaken out by the sound.

"Buddhist Lion Roar!" Li Zejian couldn't help blurting out, the horror on his face was beyond words.

This old monk's cultivation base was about to reach a certain level, and with a loud roar, hundreds of people were retreated at once. It was incredible.

Those who were about to rush forward were all horrified. I didn't expect that looking at such a kind old monk would have such a profound Buddhist cultivation.

It is estimated that Zen Master Jingkong rarely does this with people, and many people don't know how good he is.

"Master Jingkong...you...what are you doing!?" the old man in charge of the collection just now asked angrily.

However, Zen Master Jingkong did not respond. He folded his hands together, closed his eyes slightly, and stood motionless. The two great monks beside him were just like him.

"Oh... let them go."

Suddenly, to everyone's surprise, Lingshi Zhenren suddenly opened his mouth, and that sigh was full of emotions, and the biggest thing was disappointment.

Hearing the voice of the real person Lingshi, the Zen Master Jingkong slowly opened his eyes, bowed slightly in the direction of the real person Lingshi, and said Amitabha, then turned his head and said to Ge Yu and Li Zejian, "Everyone. Donor, we can leave now."

At this time, Ge Yu and the others were a little confused, and couldn't figure out why the spirit stone real person suddenly changed his mind and let them leave again.