In his hand, he also held a Bodhi branch with seven branches and a jade cicada lying on it.

If Tao Qian were still here, he would be able to recognize his origin immediately.

It was an old acquaintance: Kong Chan Arhat.

As soon as this demonic Buddha and Arhat appeared, the whole city could hear the iconic chirping of cicadas.

Usually when there was this kind of movement, he would see all the disciples and disciples in the city falling to their knees, shouting like a tsunami: "Welcome to the ancestor Kongchan."

Now, he is inexplicably not receiving this treatment.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that the people all over the city were mingling happily with the demon monks, including the treacherous and cruel Huazhang and Heibao.

Seeing him coming, all the demon monks looked at him angrily.

Especially the most reckless Lord Heibo shouted:

"Devil Buddha Kong Chan, leave this place quickly."

"If you want to harm anyone today, you have to step on our corpses."

"..."

Kongchan Arhat is a demon of old age and has seen countless bizarre and unimaginable things.

But at this time, he was still laughed out of anger.

Looking at this group of disciples and grandsons who were bumping into guests, he suppressed his anger and waved the bodhi branch lightly in his hand.

Suddenly, the chirping of the cicadas changed from melodious to noisy, and dense "sweet rain" could be seen pouring out from the jade cicada on the bodhi tree branch.

Sweet, but also slightly fishy.

But the effect was astonishing, and all the people in the city, including these demon monks and venerables, recovered.

From evil to good, then to evil, but then back again.

The other common people, the Demonic Monks, were fine. After waking up, their faces were confused and confused.

As for Huazhang and Heibao, their faces immediately turned pale, they were dripping with cold sweat, their bodies were trembling, and they were almost scared to the point of excrement and urine.

Especially Hei Bo, who was so brazen just a breath ago, his eyes were even more ashen.

He lay prone on the ground, kowtowed and shouted sadly:

"Uncle, please forgive me this time. Heibo just now was possessed by an evil spirit."

"It's all my fault for that Shenxiu monk. It was he who confused our minds with the [Great Freedom Buddha Dharma], which caused Hei Bo to spout arrogant words. I would like to ask my uncle for advice..."

Seeing Heibo talking nonsense and arguing endlessly, but unable to explain clearly for a long time, Kongchan Arhat's expression became even more grim.

Venerable Huazhang didn't care about anything else, he immediately interrupted and carefully reported everything that happened before.

After finishing speaking, he took the black bowl and knelt down, waiting for his words.

He could still remain calm on the surface, but deep down he was full of despair, secretly saying:

"Bitter!"

"We and other people were deceived by Monk Shenxiu using the Buddha's Dharma. This is not a crime. The ugly monk is a disciple of the Buddha, and we cannot deal with him."

"The real killer is that monk Wu Guo from the South China Sea."

"This little thief has snatched away the great Bodhisattva of Transcendence. If Uncle Kongchan is to pursue the case, Heibao will be handed over to Uncle Shibi for execution, but I, Huazhang, will take the first step and die directly in this Silver Screen City."

"Time is also destiny, there is nothing you can do about it."

Just when Venerable Huazhang was thinking hard about survival.

In the sky above Yinping City, after hearing the whole story, the empty cicada Arhat had an evil spirit on his face.

Without saying a word, he just started calculating.

What Huazhang thought was indeed correct, Kongchan was calculating. Once he was sure that the trouble caused by these losers could not be undone, he would indeed kill them.

But soon, he was halfway through his calculations.

As soon as the movements were concentrated, the cicadas chirped again, and the Buddha's light surged, as if it was connected with the air somewhere in the void.

He muttered more words, but no sound came out.

After a while, Kong Chan's face softened slightly, and then he laughed loudly and said to Xu Wuwu in the south:

"So that's it, but Master Qingjing also has the idea of ​​​​establishing a sect. This is a good thing, a great thing. When the time comes, Kong Chan will have to go to the South China Sea to congratulate him."

"As for the Buddhist treasure, since the master is willing to personally guarantee it, Kong Chan believes it."

"I will lend it to the wise nephew to play with for some time. When I, senior brother Shipi and others hold a Dharma conference in Qiantang City, I hope the master will inform the wise nephew that he must go to attend. Kongchan, as the elder,

You must give some greeting gifts so that you can entertain them well."

After saying these few words, Huazhang and Heibao both looked puzzled.

However, they all soon figured out: the little thief Tutu called "Wugou" had an old relationship with Master Qingjing Zen Master and Uncle Kongchan, and they were currently in the process of breathing. It was considered that Wugou monk borrowed the Buddha's treasure.

Will be back in a while.

When this thought came to mind, the two venerables immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

His life should have been saved.

Sure enough, the next moment, the two of them heard a cold snort, and Master Kongchan's voice still contained anger, but no more murderous intent.

"I guess you, the wastes, are in good luck. That Buddha treasure hasn't been lost yet."

"I already know that the little thief Shenxiu has entered Qiantang. He is indeed a trouble."

"As for the wonderful monk Wugou! This son is the true successor of Nanhai Zen Master Qingjing. Qingjing is both good and evil. He has some connections with our temple and has obtained the true teachings of Zhuanlun Temple. He is still entangled with Guanyin Temple after hearing it.

He is not far away from Taoism, and now that he is determined to establish his lineage, he may have to wait for a while before he can attain Taoism."

"You can win over this old monster, but don't offend him casually."

"Since Monk Wugou is his true disciple and has traveled to Qiantang, you can simply help him."

"Make him famous! It's best to make people mistakenly think that this son has a very good relationship with our Mofo Temple."

"By the way, that little thief Shenxiu has a great reputation. Pull him out and use him as a stepping stone for the monk Wu Guo."

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Chapter completed!