The golden body is broken, even if the real Buddhist temple is not destroyed, I am afraid that I will not be able to reach the Western Paradise.

After seeing the golden body, the red robe's head gaze swept towards Wu Liang's black robe. A strange color appeared in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared. He clasped his hands at Wu Liang and said, "World Master, good."

Wu Liang returned the gift and chuckled, "I dare not, this time I caused a lot of trouble for the great monk, and I will be the monk Wu Moujing."

The term "master monk" is not a derogatory meaning. In Buddhism, whether it is the Buddhist sect in Western Xinjiang or the Chinese Buddhism, the lama monks who can be called master monks are all masters in Buddhism.

The Red-robed Master of the True Buddha Temple is not a great monk. This great monk not only needs to be mastered by Buddhist scriptures, but nowadays, what is more important is cultivation.

Although the head of the Red Pao Sect has just entered the Grandmaster, it has not reached the peak of the Grandmaster. Being called a great monk should be considered as Wu Liang.

However, the head of the Hongpao Sect was not happy. Hearing Wu Liang's words, the head of the Hongpao Sect said helplessly: "World-Honored One, what you have caused to the little monk is not a small trouble, but a difficulty in destroying the sect. I hope it will be

The Venerable has mercy on me and save the three hundred pagodas in the Buddhist temple.”

Wu Liang was silent and laughed dryly for a while, "The great monk was joking. Now Wu destroyed the golden body of the temple. The next time he said, "I will definitely recast the golden body for your true Buddha."

"No, don't the Venerable Master know that the thirty-six sects are the thirty-five sects that will never tolerate the Buddha's light?" The head of the Hongpao looked happy and sad, and said with complex eyes: "This is the true Buddha's name.

We are honored to give it to the Lord, but the disaster of the sect arose because of the Lord. I hope the Lord will pity him.”

Wu Liang's face changed slightly. This sect could not even tolerate the Buddha's light. Could it be that after so many years, these people still don't worry about the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism?

Thousands of years ago, the two paths of immortals and Buddhas were extinguished, and the rules of heaven and earth were changing. The world was no longer suitable for Buddhist monks. Those warriors were still so careful. Do you really want to completely extinguish the two paths of immortals and Buddhas in the long river of history?

These thoughts instantly came from Wu Liang's mind, and at this moment Wu Liang also knew why these lamas looked sad and sad.

I originally thought it was because I destroyed their true Buddha golden body, but when I thought that these people even guessed their identities, I naturally would not express my complaints in front of me.

But this makes me a little trouble. If my strength is not damaged, he doesn't mind taking over this for Zhen Buddhist Temple, after all, it was his own fault.

But now he is full of concerns. With his current appearance, let alone fighting Sanhua, even ordinary masters will be equally good. If reinforcements come, I will probably be dismantled into a bone.

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Wu Liang's face changed but was not known to the Hongpao Master. Seeing that Wu Liang was silent, the Hongpao Master looked even more sad and sighed: "Since the Venerable does not want to show up, I will not expect it, but

I hope the Venerable will pity my Buddhist temple and leave a foundation for preaching for my Buddhist temple.”

Wu Liang smiled bitterly. The old monk said it nicely, but after all, he was still afraid that he would ignore it.

He had really had these ideas before. After all, he is now full of dangers and the situation is not good, and he has more important things to do.

But now that the old monk said this, if he didn't care, then the queen would be really uneasy.

After all, the Buddhist temples I will go to next are not one or two. If these people die because of themselves, even if they recover their strength, they will leave cracks in their hearts.

Sighing, Wu Liang shook his head helplessly and said lightly: "Since the monk said that, Wu naturally would not be such an ungrateful person. However, Wu said that Wu was seriously injured and almost died. Now he has the strength.

One out of ten is not left. If the other party has a strong man that Wu is not sure to deal with, the great monk should not blame Wu.”

Although he had already expected that Wu Liang was injured, he heard Wu Liang admit it in person, and even the dignity of a strong man could be abandoned, the head of the Red Painting immediately realized that he might have underestimated Wu Liang's injury.

The head of the Hongpao School felt worried and happy, and forgot to speak for a while. It was not until Huang San and others around him woke up that the monk said softly: "It's good that the Venerable is willing. I am grateful to the Venerable for the True Buddhist Temple.

Of."

After the words came, the monk didn't say much or ask, and didn't even mention the thought of looking at Wu Liang. He turned around and left the hall with many monks who were still confused.

As soon as the monk left, Huang San immediately exclaimed: "Master, why did you reveal your identity?"

Now they are full of dangers. Once the enemy knows their whereabouts, they will be a life-and-death life. Huang San does not understand why Wu Liang wanted to reveal his identity to a strange lama.

Wu Liang snorted lightly and said angrily: "Do you think you can hide it if you don't admit it? They have guessed it long ago, and now they are just here to confirm it. It would be fine if I reveal my identity openly, but if I was sneaky, I wouldn't

If you dare to reveal your identity, you may be kind and happy just now, and you will be a thunderous attack later."

"They... dare not..."

Huang San said this and he was also nervous. He had been dealing with this person from Western Xinjiang for the first time, so who knew what surname they had?

Not to mention Western Xinjiang, even in Middle Earth, are there fewer people who take advantage of the situation?
Chapter completed!