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Chapter 1,700 My Way

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    "Donor, please don't be presumptuous!" Mr. Min waved his sleeves and stretched out his hand in front of me.

    "Haha!" I couldn't help but sneer: "You want to stop me too? Now if I want to do anything, someone will stop me? But if I want to go in, can you stop me!"

    Min Gong still maintained his original movements and remained unmoved. He pointed to the Buddha with his other hand and said, "Amitabha, the donor is cautious in his anger. Please sit down and rest for a while. After the master has finished his sermon, he will naturally summon you. As for the ability  I'm afraid it's not up to me to stop the donor. If the donor forces his way in, then even if the poor monk can't stop him, he will have to stop him!"

    "After all, you are a monk, and there is a needle hidden in the cotton! You have to stop me even if you can't stop me!" I sneered: "But I don't like others to threaten me, so I want to see how much you can stop me!"

    After saying this, I walked straight inside.

    "Too much desire is painful, too much recklessness hurts the mind, the benefactor is rude, and the poor monk can only be offended!" Min Gong frowned, and suddenly flicked the long sleeves of his plain clothes, and a seemingly gentle but very energetic force pushed the  On my body!

    This force pushed me, making it difficult for me to move even an inch!

    "You can be offended, because I don't care at all!" I used both hands to form a cyclone in front of me, and with the help of my strength, I stepped back with the power of Master Ming's palm wind, and then used his power to  For my use.  As the saying goes, I started with the big roc spreading its wings, holding the stone in my hand and holding it in front of my chest. It is difficult to approach with a thousand swords, and it is not hurt by any energy. When I waved my hand and walked past easily, Monk Min was already dragged by the wind of my palm.  He stumbled and almost fell.

    "Monk Min, I accept the concession!"

    I turned around and said lightly, and continued walking forward.

    "You can't come in. No one can come in when the Master is giving lectures!" Monk Min was a little embarrassed. He suddenly threw his alms bowl at me behind me.

    Although this object looks dark and tattered, I just saw it smashing the earth into pieces and tearing apart hell. Therefore, this is a magic weapon.

    "You still haven't given up? You actually used a magical weapon! That's so embarrassing!" I couldn't help but have a wicked smile on my lips, and suddenly flicked my left hand. In an instant, Wakagawa Kororo completed the action of drawing the blade and turning around, and time passed.  After being frozen for a few seconds, with a bang, the cloud was split in half from the center!

    "This" Min Gong was stunned, holding half the alms bowl in his hand and trembling for a moment: "Luo Qi Cha Suo Luo Qi Cha Suo, you actually split the alms bowl given to me by the Bodhisattva into two halves? You  ¡­¡±

    I turned around quietly and said in a cold voice: "Luo Qicasa? Are you calling me Luo Qicasa? Monk Min, please say it again"

    In Sanskrit, Lochisasa means devil!

    Monk Min looked at my violent eyes, slowly closed his eyes, clasped his hands and whispered: "Amitabha."

    After saying the Buddha¡¯s name, there are no words!

    "Haha, I thought monks were not afraid of death! Won't you stop me?" I gave Min Gong a cold look, and I went straight into the sermon hall.

    As before, inside the prison gate, there was sandalwood incense and mist.

    Sitting on the seat is Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva wearing a Vairocana hat and a purple gold cassock. Next to him is the Daoming monk holding a nine-eared tin staff. In front of him is Tingting, half kneeling on the ground.  Under the hall, there are hundreds of evil ghosts sitting, lying or standing.

    As soon as he saw me coming in, Dao Ming rushed to greet me.  But the Bodhisattva waved his hand slightly, indicating that he should not stop me.

    "Bodhisattva, I'm here. Let's talk about something. In fact, if you don't come to me, I originally thought of meeting you after meeting Yama. That's fine. Now let's make it clear!" I simply clasped my hands and raised my head and said loudly.  .

    "Where did the birds come from? Do you know where this is? Tear apart hell, the paradise of evil spirits, haha!" Before the Bodhisattva could speak, an evil ghost lying on a futon in front of the hall stood up first and sneered at me.  The voice said: "Has the hair grown all over? Are you here to act wild? Although I have been listening to sutras here for a hundred years, I am still not interested in this monk's tricks. But after all, he is teaching sutras to me, but who are you?  ? Who asked you to come in? Who asked you to yell? Come on, call your brothers uncle and say sorry, and I will pretend you have never been here and get out!"

    The evil spirits around him burst into laughter.

    I smiled and said calmly: "Puiniao? Are you scolding me?"

    "Hey, you idiot, besides you looking like a bird, is there anyone else here?" The evil ghost patted his belly, winked and said: "Little yellow hair, don't look at me with a smile. When I get angry, I will kill you directly.  Swallow it. If you get into my belly, you will never get out. No matter how powerful you are, you can't get out of my belly. Thenthen you become one of mine.??, or a piece of shit, haha.  "

    There was another round of laughter.

    Amidst the cynicism, I slowly put away my smile. Quietly, the air surged, and suddenly I walked alone thousands of miles away, and I instantly moved in front of this evil ghost.

    Under the astonished gaze of this evil ghost, he pointed with his left hand, and Zhikawa Path was already in his palm. The sword went in, the sword went out, the sword went in, the sword went out. Between the light and flint, the sword edge had been swung dozens of times.

    "Your belly is hard? But in my eyes, you are just a sieve!" I whispered coldly, sheathed the sword into my body, raised my hand and struck it with a netherworld palm, instantly slapping it several feet away.

    The evil ghost was completely discouraged and his elixir burst. He only had time to shout "Bodhisattva, save", but before he could even utter the word "I", he was gone!

    "ah!"

    The ghosts screamed, and they all stood up in confusion, all pretending to raise their hands as if they were going to fight in a group.

    ¡°After all, the ones who just went to the tearing hell were not ordinary evil spirits, but this guy didn¡¯t even have a chance to fight back in front of me!  Therefore, I know very well that these old ghosts are all just bluffing!

    "Who else?" I smiled ferociously and turned around to look around.

    In an instant, all the bluffing evil spirits lowered their fists and lowered their heads like sheep.

    "Oh, donor, please stop!" Monk Daoming chanted Amitabha, shook his head and wanted to step forward to speak!

    The Bodhisattva closed his Dharma Eyes and said calmly: "Daoming, please let everyone retreat!"

    Daoming hesitated for a moment, held a tin staff in one hand, saluted the Buddha with one hand and said, "Yes, I will obey the law!"

    After saying that, he pursed his lips, and the ghosts retreated in panic like sheep who had opened the pen door!

    "Master" Daoming looked at me and still wanted to speak!

    The Bodhisattva waved his hand and said, "You go too! Let Lord Xu Ling go too!"

    Daoming frowned and could only walk away.

    But the listening beast got up, walked up to me, rubbed my leg with its plush head, and then went out leisurely!

    "Among all other sins, killing is the heaviest, and among all the merits, not killing is the most important, Amitabha!" Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva looked at me and said seriously: "Lobu, you really shouldn't kill him."

    I said indifferently: "Some worldly things can be overcome and some can be destroyed. Those who do not survive are better to be destroyed. Bodhisattvas often say that they are compassionate, but they don't know that leaving such scoundrels behind is a bad fate. I don't believe in Buddhism. It's not that the Buddhist scriptures are not good.  It¡¯s because the Buddhist scriptures are too generous. I only believe in the Tao, and it¡¯s not because the Tao scriptures are too good. It¡¯s just because the Tao scriptures make me live a free and easy life. My Tao is my Tao, and it cannot be controlled by heaven or earth!¡± (Remember the website address of this site!  £ºwww.hlnovel.com
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