Chapter 519: Enemies Meet Again

The dark muzzle pointed at him, the extended gun body, the thick caliber, and the cold and ruthless expression of the gunman...all of this made the little monk nervous and terrified.

He could fight off several people from the martial arts world alone, and he was on the path of a martial monk, but he was still far from the realm of spiritual cultivation, and he could never avoid the bullet attack of the fire gun.

The little monk's eyes turned, and he quietly restrained his anger, hid his arrogance, and smiled:

"Don't be impulsive, the place of Buddhism, killing is prohibited. If you really want to enter the temple, I will report it now."

Li Lingsu said sarcastically: "I dare not, I dare not trouble the Buddha, we are just a group of ordinary people."

As he spoke, he opened the safety of the fire gun.

The little monk took a step back in fear and swallowed his saliva.

Li Lingsu was surprised and said, "Hey, it turns out that the Buddha is also afraid of firearms?"

On the side, several people from the underworld laughed and raised their eyebrows.

It's still better to be from the Central Plains. When facing the arrogant Western Buddhist sect, they can quickly unite the front and find a place for them without hesitation, even though they have never met.

The little monk's eyes flashed with hatred, and he waved his hands repeatedly: "It's not that I am blocking it, but the abbot has already explained that no outsiders are allowed to enter the temple. The pagoda has completed its merits and will not be open this year."

After a pause, he said with a pleasant face: "If you insist on going in, then I will inform you, wait a moment."

As he said, he took a tentative step back, and seeing that the man with a gun did not overreact, he immediately turned around and fled back to the temple.

"Senior, do you want to continue testing?"

Li Lingsu looked at Xu Qian: "That little monk is narrow-minded, he must have gone to ask for help. If the testing is enough, let's go."

Xu Qi'an shook his head: "Not enough."

The information we have now is that Sanhua Temple is closed to visitors and does not allow outsiders to enter.

But Xu Qi'an is still unclear about how many masters there are in the temple and how strong they are.

My cultivation is sealed, and you don't look much better. You can't even beat the peak of the fourth rank... Li Lingsu grinned.

Then, he saw Xu Qian handing over a brocade bag.

"Take the things? Hide in an open place." Xu Qi'an said.

"...Okay."

Take the brocade bag? Li Lingsu silently got into the bushes outside the steps.

Xu Qi'an then looked at several people in the martial arts world: "Stay away."

He knew that eating melons was the favorite entertainment of people in the martial arts world, and forcibly driving them away would not achieve the expected effect.

"Brother, be careful."

The man who was humiliated just now reminded: "Dafeng destroyed Buddhism? Leizhou government and local people don't like Buddhism? So the monks of Sanhua Temple are very united? They all help their own people whether it's right or wrong."

Why didn't the monks of Qinglong Temple in Beijing stick together... Well, in Beijing, it's useless to stick together... Xu Qian'an nodded:

"Thank you."

Several people from the rivers and lakes retreated immediately, but stopped not far away.

Not long after? The sound of hurried footsteps came? The little monk holding a broom came back and led a group of monks over, some wearing monk's clothes? Some wearing monk's robes, some holding prayer beads in their hands, and some holding sticks.

The little monk pointed at Xu Qian'an? He shouted, "Uncle Huian, the one who pointed a gun at me just now was this man's companion."

Looking around, he said angrily, "That man must have escaped."

A middle-aged man in a yellow and red cassock stepped out and put his hands together:

"I am Huian, the guest master of the temple. Donor, why are you fighting in my peaceful Buddhist place?"

Xu Qian'an put his hands together, returned the greeting, and said,

"We are all devoted to worshipping Buddha and just want to enter the temple to burn incense. Who knew that the monk at the door of your temple not only spoke wildly and insulted people, but also beat up my companion."

As he said that, he pointed to several people in the martial arts world in the distance, and then said, "I had no choice but to threaten him with a musket to force him to stop."

"Nonsense."

The little monk said angrily "They are just meddling in other people's business. They just threatened me and said they would kill me. Uncle, if I hadn't compromised, I would have died under the musket."

Monk Huian nodded slowly, looked at Xu Qiyan, and explained:

"The abbot has ordered that our temple will no longer accept pilgrims. What's wrong with me doing what he ordered?"

Xu Qiyan said "Oh": "What's wrong with hurting people and insulting people with words?"

Monk Huian seemed not to hear it and continued: "You threatened the disciples of the temple with a musket. As the temple's guest master, I can't just stand by and watch. Kongjian, go and punch this donor back."

He never asked Xu Qiyan's opinion from beginning to end, nor did he pay attention to him. He just went through the process on his own.

A monk in a green robe stepped out. He was strong and his muscles held up his loose robe.

He stood on the steps, looking down at Xu Qian'an, clasping his hands together: "Amitabha."

The next moment, he stepped on the steps and jumped high, like a tiger pouncing on its prey.

Warrior monk!

At this time, the warrior monk named "Kongjian" suddenly felt a sense of crisis, a crisis from all directions.

There were no enemies or ambushes around, but he just felt the crisis coming from all directions.

With his feet sinking, he landed forcibly, and then stirred up his qi, trying to shake off the invisible crisis.

Huh... The qi turned into a strong wind, blowing up the fallen leaves and dust on the stone steps.

Monk Kongjian's eyes went dark, his legs lost strength, and he fell to the ground limply. He raised his hand tremblingly and pointed at Xu Qi'an:

"You, you......"

Xu Qi'an ignored him and looked at Monk Huian, saying, "How?"

Several people in the distance were stunned. They didn't see how Xu Qi'an made his move.

Monk Huian's face was solemn. He took a step forward and put his hands together: "Amitabha, be compassionate and don't use force."

This sentence, mixed with the power of Buddhist precepts, washed away Xu Qi'an's fierceness, made his thoughts gentle, and it was difficult for him to get angry again.

Seeing this, Monk Huian approached the next step. He muttered something in his mouth, and the sound went from vague to clear, and from clear to deafening, constantly echoing in Xu Qi'an's ears and in his heart.

Unconsciously, he gradually developed the idea of ​​becoming a monk, and thought that Buddhism was the root of all mysteries and that Buddhism was the ultimate destination of life.

He had experienced similar feelings when he was experiencing the Buddhist battle.

Forced brainwashing?

While resisting, Xu Qian'an pretended to be deeply influenced and converted to Buddhism. Then, he slowly climbed the steps and looked at the monks with a gentle look.

"Hey!"

The little monk smiled proudly.

Anyone who listened to the entire scripture would convert to Buddhism and cry out to become a monk. For such people, Buddhism would not accept them immediately, but would look at the other party's sincerity.

Sincerity can be kneeling outside the temple for three days and three nights, or donating all the family wealth to Sanhua Temple... There is no specific standard, it only depends on whether the other party is sincere.

Of course, it is difficult not to be sincere.

The little monk was looking forward to the scene of the other party kneeling outside the temple, crying and begging Sanhua Temple to help him transcend.

As he was thinking, he suddenly felt his lower abdomen getting hot and his lower body was swollen and painful. He looked down and his face changed drastically. A tall tent was erected in his crotch.

"This, this, this..."

The little monk was horrified.

The other monks were in an uproar and fell into chaos, because their experiences were exactly the same as the little monk's. They were red-faced, dry-mouthed, and full of brains. A tall tent was erected in their crotch.

The buttocks of the senior brothers are so tempting.....

Women, I want women.....

It's so uncomfortable, so swollen......

The monks looked at each other, and a weird atmosphere fermented between them.

When they saw each other's eyes circling around their buttocks, they retreated in fear, their eyes full of vigilance and distrust.

Everyone is coveting the buttocks of their fellow disciples, but no one wants their buttocks to be coveted.

Monk Huian's face flushed, his mouth was dry, and seeing the surrounding monks in chaos, he immediately put his hands together, trying to use Buddhist precepts to help his fellow disciples to eliminate distracting thoughts.

But at this moment, a figure emerged from the shadows behind him, waving a hand knife to knock him out.

At the same time, he activated the love poison and sprayed more aphrodisiac gas.

The monks' eyes became more and more hot and crazy, and some monks cast their eyes on Xu Qiyan's buttocks.

....Xu Qiyan performed a shadow jump and left the crowd.

The monks, burning with lust, immediately cast their eyes on Huian, the only unconscious one on the scene.

It is the instinct of every creature to choose an irresistible target for the most primitive gene transmission of the organism.

Danger·Huian·Danger!

"Beauty turns to bones, color is emptiness."

Suddenly, a low voice chanting came from behind Xu Qi'an. Anyone who heard this voice had the thought that "women will only affect my sword-drawing speed" and had a great enlightenment.

The monks who were trapped in lust and unable to extricate themselves woke up one after another and got rid of the influence of hormones.

They put their hands together in shame and confessed their mistakes.

Xu Qi'an turned around suddenly, and a young monk with deep facial features and characteristics of Westerners stood ten feet behind him.

Deep eyes, straight nose, handsome appearance.

Xu Qi'an's heart suddenly sank, and colorless and odorless poison and aphrodisiac gas were volatilized secretly.

The young monk put his hands together, lowered his eyes and smiled, and said: "Donor, monks are empty of the four elements."

At least the fourth rank... Xu Qi'an made a judgment.

The young monk said again: "Of course, the Dharma Protector Vajra specializes in killing those who are enemies of Buddha. Donor, since you are fighting in the pure land of Buddhism, come with me to see the Dharma Protector Vajra."

When I get there, I will either be "exorcized and defended" or brainwashed by you...Xu Qiyan did not resist the other party's outstretched hand and smiled:

"Master's Dharma name?"

"I am a poor monk Jingxin."

A peer of Jingsi and Jingchen...Xu Qiyan glanced at the hand on his shoulder and asked: "What if I don't want to go with you to see the Dharma Protector Vajra?"

Monk Jingxin shook his head: "That's not up to you, donor."

Sure enough, he is domineering!

Xu Qiyan kept smiling and looked somewhere: "I think it's not up to the master either."

Jingxin looked along his gaze and his face suddenly became solemn.

On the hill in the distance, twelve cannons were lined up and aimed at the Sanhua Temple on the top of the hill.

A young man with ordinary clothes and ordinary looks, holding a torch, looked at Jingxin with a smile.

"Tsk tsk..."

Xu Qi'an smiled and said, "I wonder if Buddhism has the same belief as Confucianism that it would rather die than live in disgrace?"

Jingxin said slowly, "Is the donor a member of the imperial court?"

"If you say so, then so." Xu Qi'an raised the corner of his mouth.

Jingxin took back his hand on his shoulder, said no more, and passed by silently.

Xu Qi'an waved to Li Lingsu in the distance and walked down the stone steps. The latter opened the sachet and collected the cannon.

"What happened just now?"

"It's over. I don't understand it at all."

"Is that brother a member of the imperial court?"

"Of course, otherwise where would the twelve cannons come from?"

Several people in the martial arts world in the distance were dumbfounded. Except for the operation of threatening the monk with the cannon, they understood the operation before that.

On the other side, Xu Qi'an and Li Lingsu met at the archway at the foot of the mountain.

"Are you a member of the imperial court?"

Li Lingsu handed the sachet back to Xu Qi'an.

Xu Qi'an took the brocade bag, put it in his arms, and asked, "Because of these magic weapons?"

Li Lingsu nodded.

In addition to the artillery, the brocade bag also contained bed crossbows, car crossbows, fire guns and military crossbows, all of which were heavy-duty lethal magic weapons.

Only the elite troops of Dafeng could be equipped with magic weapons of this scale.

Facing Li Lingsu's burning gaze, Xu Qi'an looked into the distance and said calmly:

"The prize I won when playing chess with Jianzheng back then is just a small thing. If you like it, I'll give it to you?"

And, I won it when playing chess with Jianzheng... Li Lingsu's pupils dilated slightly, unbelievable.

"No, no need!"

He waved his hands repeatedly, and re-evaluated Xu Qian's identity and cultivation in his heart. He had lived for hundreds of years, and the third rank was the bottom line. And he could play chess with Jianzheng and win so many magic weapons from Jianzheng.

This, this is probably not something a third-rank person can do...

"When I return to the sect, I will ask the Heavenly Venerable. Perhaps the Heavenly Venerable knows the details of this Xu Qian. There are not many top figures in Jiuzhou. Even if they are not familiar with each other, they know each other's existence."

The Holy Son thought secretly.

Huh! Sensible, if you really accept it with a thick face, I will be embarrassed to regret it! Xu Qi'an secretly decided to be cautious when constructing a character in the future.

"Senior, the monk's cultivation just now is not low. I didn't see how he appeared behind you. Do you know what happened?" Li Lingsu said.

I didn't see it at all...Xu Qi'an said lightly: "It's just a trick."

I thought to myself that if the third-rank cannot enter the pagoda, the Buddhist sect is very likely to send the monk Jingxin into the pagoda.

I just don't know if there are other fourth-rank monks besides Jingxin.

Jingxin is a Zen master, not a martial monk. This is not good. As for the monk, Xu Qi'an has many ways to deal with it, but the Zen master can control the love and poison poison, as well as the heart poison.

In addition, the Sanhua Temple is closed to visitors, and there is a third-grade Vajra sitting in the temple. It is almost impossible to force it. How can we enter the temple?

By the way, the Wushen Sect also wants to enter the pagoda. The two sides will definitely conflict. Can we use it?

Just thinking about it, I suddenly heard Li Lingsu curse in a dialect from an unknown place, and the face of the Tianzong Saint changed wildly.

I saw a group of people and horses slowly coming in front of me. Nine strong men carried a huge, topless sedan chair with curtains hanging down. Inside were two beautiful women with different temperaments but the same appearance.

The two palace masters of the East China Sea Dragon Palace.

Dongfang Wanrong and Dongfang Wanqing.

Li Lingsu's eyes flashed with the pain called "kidney deficiency", the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, he lowered his head, led the horse, and whispered:

"Senior, hurry up."

Xu Qi'an said "hmm".

The two of them led the horses, walked along the roadside, lowered their heads slightly, and walked forward.

Low profile, low profile, I am just an ordinary person now, with the pride of the two sisters, they will not pay attention to an ordinary passerby...... Li Lingsu tried her best to control her heartbeat and breathing, pretending to be just a passerby.

Overly nervous emotions and frantic heartbeats can be easily heard by Sister Qing, a fourth-grade peak warrior.

The two sides met at a certain place, and were about to pass by each other. Li Lingsu suddenly saw Xu Qian beside him, raised his foot, and kicked himself out with force.

"!!!"

Li Lingsu stumbled and crashed into the team of the East China Sea Dragon Palace.