"But since it was a misunderstanding, let's just settle the grudge."

"Fellow Taoist Gao, don't be angry. It's just a small calamity. I'll collect the hundred thousand troops under your command for you first. I'll refine them with my magic Buddha's magical method for thirty-six hours. After three days, the poor monk will give you a corpse."

The army of demons, but the spiritual materials and treasures required in the middle need to be paid by fellow Taoists, is this a good solution?"

"Okay! Just follow the Arhat."

Gao Tianci, who was severely beaten, was also very clever and immediately stepped down the stairs.

After handling it properly, Kong Chan nodded with satisfaction, then looked at Tao Qian again, with an appreciative smile on his face, and praised without hesitation:

"Previously, when the poor monk met with Taoist friend Qingjing, the Taoist friend boasted that his only true disciple, Wu Kuaisang, was a disciple of the Buddha who was born with Buddhist charm and a clear mind. He would definitely become an Arhat in the future. If his luck was better, he would not have the chance.

Attain Buddhahood.”

"The poor monk only thought he was bragging, but now I see that fellow Daoist Pure Taoist is really humble."

"Whether it's a poor monk, my senior brother Shibi's subordinates, those demon Buddha disciples, and unworthy monks, compared with you, my senior nephew, they are simply worthless and useless."

"It seems that when I meet fellow Taoist monks in the future, I will have to ask for advice on how to recruit disciples."

"The poor monk can conclude that as long as you can practice Mahayana Buddhism, little friend, you will definitely become a Buddha in the future."

"hiss"

After Kong Chan finished speaking, all the cultivators were shocked.

Tao Qian once again became the sole focus.

In the true sense of "all the attention", the limelight was simply stolen.

He had also shown himself as a saint before, proving his fighting prowess with his tyrannical powers.

Now, there is actually an Arhat from Mofo Temple who has been famous for many years, personally praising and endorsing him, and saying that he will definitely achieve Buddhahood in the future.

It should be noted that Kongchan Arhat is no ordinary demon monk!

With such a high position, he already has some words to follow, touching on the possibility of cause and effect.

Since he said this, he will have to bear some price in the future.

For a time, the monks in the field who came from different areas of the seventy-two provinces and from various forces in the practice world were all shocked and confused.

What is surprising is the potential of this Wushou monk!

What is doubtful is why Kongchan Arhat came to personally welcome a Buddhist disciple from the South China Sea and praised him personally?

In fact, it is not just practitioners who are confused.

Tao Qian himself also thought about it in his heart:

"This old thief, Bald, was deceived into this by Master?"

"Normally, it won't happen. Even if you want to win over my master and apprentice, privately speaking and offering many benefits, sincerity is enough."

"There must be something fishy about coming to welcome me in a big crowd and giving me such disgusting flattery."

"However, this thief is also a good talker. He said that I will become a Buddha in the future, but he deliberately gave me a prerequisite, that I must practice [Mahayana Buddhism]."

"Haha, who doesn't know that in the world of spiritual practice, only Mofo Temple claims to have Mahayana within its own mountain gate?"

"This is tantamount to a clear statement: I have to enter the Demonic Buddha Temple to achieve Buddhahood."

While Tao Qian was thinking, a message came from Duke Yuan.

"Boy, be careful. The old thief Kongchan is deliberately flattering you to kill you."

"There must be traps and disasters ahead."

It seems to be to confirm these two sentences of Mr. Yuan.

Suddenly, hundreds of miles away, the provincial capital was in another direction, far opposite this boundary.

Suddenly at this moment, a Buddhist voice that was very familiar to Tao Qian came from afar:

"The young monk Shenxiu is a group of monks from Da Zi Zai Temple."

"I've heard for a long time that there are three Arhats here in the Mofo Temple, and they want to hold a Buddha Dharma Assembly to preach Mahayana Buddhism and save the common people."

"The young monk is not talented. He has learned several volumes of the true scriptures, which also contain Mahayana Buddhism. Now he has come with all the fellow Taoists from the Vajra Temple, hoping to debate the scriptures and preach a sermon with the fellow Taoists from the Mofo Temple."

"I heard that there are comrades from seventy-two provinces here, and there are millions of ordinary people, so I can bear witness and let the world know."

"You, Mofo Temple, and I, Zizai Temple, who is good and who is evil."

…

These words resounded, and the surrounding area of ​​Qiantang Provincial City was completely boiling.

The cultivators here first looked at Monk Wugou in a strange way, and thought to themselves: Do all Buddhist disciples with powerful supernatural powers like to talk like this? Although the Shenxiu Monk didn't ask the three Arhats to call him dad, the effect was almost the same.

Looking at the empty cicada Arhat again, I was surprised to see that there was no anger on the face of the provoked Arhat.

Instead, he laughed loudly and continued:

"It is true that there are talented people from all over the world. I heard that this beautiful young monk is one of the top three Buddhist disciples in Zizai Temple. It is really extraordinary when I see him today."

"Let's go, all fellow Taoists, come with me and take a look."

"Let's see who is more powerful, the divine monk, or my nephew, who is more capable."

After saying that, the old monk actually took the initiative to lead everyone to the direction of the provincial capital.

Tao Qian, who was a step behind, saw this scene and the reminder from Mr. Yuan, and immediately vaguely guessed the thoughts and plans of the three old thieves.

Not long after, all the cultivators and warlords arrived at one end of Qiantang City.

Looking up, a grand scene immediately appeared in the opposite direction:

Half of the sky has been filled with pure Buddha light, and there are dragons flying and neighing inside. Flowers are raining in profusion, Buddha chants are chanting, lotuses are in full bloom, and the world of the Demonic Buddha has been transformed into the pure land of bliss in the Western Heaven.

In the Buddha's light, there is an ugly monk wearing a hundred-fold Buddhist robe with a strange sarcoma on his forehead. Behind him stand a hundred mighty Vajras with half-exposed golden Buddha bodies and terrifying energy.

There are also many warlords and monks in this direction, many of whom are as powerful as Gao Tianci, Yelu Baoshan, Shi Zhongsheng, Zhu Xun and others.

But at this moment, the limelight was taken away by the Buddhist disciple who came out of Zizai Temple.

Just like before, Tao Qian's disguise as the Wugou monk also stole the spotlight.

And at this end, an Arhat also appeared to greet him.

This Arhat is wearing a cassock with thousands of lotuses. There is an evil lotus platform under the seat, and in his hand he is holding a red lotus that looks like a withered blood jade. His appearance is ancient and clumsy, as if he always has an angry look.

Everyone knows: this should be the [Lotus Killing Arhat], who is not weaker than the Kongchan Arhat in terms of magical powers and status in the temple.

At Tao Qian's place, this Arhat has another identity: the master of his old enemy Yanshi Bodhisattva!

"I previously knew from Zhen Buchi's heart and soul memory that although Yanshi was pitted by hundreds of birds, he still retained his soul in the battle in Southern Guangdong."

"I don't know what the condition of that beautiful corpse is now. If there is a chance, someone will do something dirty. I still remember the persecution of me by this guy in my little notebook."

While Tao Qian was muttering in his heart, on the other side of the provincial capital, Lian Sha Luohan was already speaking contemptuously to the Shenxiu monk and the more than a hundred Vajra monks.

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Chapter completed!