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Holy Law Temple.

It is one of the most precious Buddhist lands in the Pure Land world.

In the mountains, there are green pines and cypresses, steaming clouds, spiritual apes picking peaches, divine birds singing, and flying yakshas climbing all the way up the stairs. It is like walking in a fairyland. The scene is very beautiful.

"Holy Law Temple..."

"snort!"

"When His Highness kills all the bald donkeys and the Holy Law Temple is in chaos, I have to kill ten little bald donkeys to be considered worthy!"

Facing this fairyland-like scenery, Feitian Yaksha didn't have any appreciation in his heart, but was full of violence.

He holds a lot of grudges.

Not long ago, the bald donkey of Shengfa Temple imprisoned his magic power in a hanging cage and was exposed to the sun for more than ten days, causing him to become severely dehydrated and almost died.

If he didn't take revenge, he might not be able to sleep!

"Challenge... Hehe, Your Highness is serious. He obviously wants to go up the mountain to kill you. Why bother?"

Looking at the gold-plated challenge letter in his hand, Feitian Yaksha was a little dissatisfied.

If it had been him, he would have come up and killed all of Shengfa Temple.

However, sending a letter of challenge before the fight seems to be more serious than simply killing and destroying... Now, he is more excited than before!

"arrive."

At this time, Feitian Yaksha was still about a hundred meters away from the top of the mountain. Between the clouds and mist, he could clearly see the majestic ancient temple standing on the top of the mountain.

"Buzz..."

At this moment, the void outside the ancient temple distorted, and an old monk in gray robe walked out of the void. His aura was obscure and filled with a faint power of chaos, which put great pressure on Feitian Yaksha.

There is no doubt that this is a Buddhist Supreme!

"How brave!"

"How dare evil beasts of evil dare to visit my pure place of Buddhism?"

The gray-robed old monk snorted coldly, flipped the alms bowl in his palm, and an extremely terrifying spatial fluctuation suddenly filled the air.

This is the art of space sealing!

One of the three space secret arts mastered by the supreme powerhouse, it has excellent effects on monks under the supreme realm.

"No……"

At this moment, Feitian Yaksha felt that the flow of magic power all over his body became very difficult, as if lead and copper had been poured into his meridians.

It's so heavy that even blinking requires the strength of sucking milk.

"Master, wait a moment and do it!!"

Feitian Yaksha knew that the gray-robed old monk wanted to capture him and suppress him in his alms bowl space. He did not dare to hesitate and quickly explained loudly: "I am not coming to the Holy Law Temple to cause trouble, it is my master who asked me to do it.

A messenger!"

"oh?"

Hearing this, the old monk in gray robe had something strange in his eyes.

"Woooooooo..."

However, the movement in his hand was not slow. He pushed the alms bowl gently, and the alms bowl expanded in the wind. Soon it was like a large water tank, suspended in the air, emitting golden Buddha light and shrouding Feitian Yaksha.

"Chi chi chi..."

The alms bowl emits Buddha light, which symbolizes light and holiness, and is naturally opposed to the dark evil energy of Feitian Yaksha.

At this time, the Buddha's light burst out and fell on Feitian Yaksha, making his skin feel as if it had been splashed with boiling oil, making a crisp sound of "chichi".

Soon, his skin began to rot and peel off inch by inch.

However, Feitian Yaksha was also a tough guy, even if he was about to faint from pain, he still remained silent.

"Master, this is my master's letter of challenge. He specially ordered me to come and give it to Zen Master Dao Jin. Regardless of whether Zen Master Dao Jin accepts it or not, my master will be climbing the mountain in an hour!"

Feitian Yaksha endured the strong suppression force, his arms were shaking non-stop, but he still stubbornly held up the challenge letter and motioned to the gray-robed old monk to send it to Monk Dao Jin.

"snort!"

"You are a little devil, your master must be a big devil!"

"Since ancient times, good and evil have always been inseparable. A mere demon dares to visit our Holy Law Temple. What kind of challenge is that? It's simply laughable!"

Although the old monk in gray robe was sneering, he felt that this flying yaksha was simply stupid for actually sending a challenge letter on behalf of a demon.

This is a pure land world, an eternal Buddhist kingdom created by powerful Buddhists.

In this place, Buddhism is naturally orthodox. As for the demons, if you put your tail away and become a human being, you can live for a few more days. If you dare to jump out, you will definitely become the target of public criticism and you will not be able to survive for a few days!

"Challenge letter, huh..."

At this time, the old monk in gray robe took the challenge letter, smiled contemptuously, and immediately crushed it into powder with a strong finger.

Seeing the behavior of the gray-robed old monk, Feitian Yaksha said coldly: "Master, I advise you not to make any arbitrary decisions. This letter of challenge was given to Monk Daojin by my master. You are just the lowest ranking member of Shengfa Temple.

The gatekeeper elder, if you destroy monk Dao Jin’s things without permission, I’m afraid you won’t be able to bear the consequences!”

"Sharp teeth!"

Being reprimanded by a little devil in front of his face, the old monk in gray robe couldn't help but change his expression.

"If I don't let you suffer, you won't know who you are talking to!" He snorted coldly, and the next moment, the old monk in gray robe shot out a little golden Buddha light from his fingertips, and fell on Feitian Yaksha.

"Pfft!"

This golden Buddha light was like a sharp sword, piercing a bloody hole in the chest of Feitian Yaksha.

Soon, dark golden demon blood gurgled out.

After giving Feitian Yaksha a lesson, in the end, the gray-robed old monk did not destroy the letter of challenge.

brush!

The matter was so important that the old monk in gray robe did not dare to hesitate. At this moment, he flashed his figure, holding this letter of challenge, and went directly to the Shengfa Temple to find Monk Dao Jin.

As for Feitian Yaksha, he neither killed nor released him. He just used the power of space to seal him at the mountain gate.

The flying yaksha doesn't scream either.

He looked at his chest, the bloody hole corroded by the golden light of Buddhism, and felt a sense of pride in his heart: "When the master comes up, if he sees me sending him a challenge letter and having learned a lesson from this bald donkey, he will definitely praise me.

of loyalty!”

This wound was his military medal, and he wished that the old monk in gray robe would hit him more.

Anyway, he has rough skin and thick flesh, it’s just a wound and he won’t die.

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Shengfa Temple, in a Zen courtyard.

"brush!"

The gray-robed old monk used Space Movement all the way and soon arrived at the Zen Monastery.

He started walking and came to a Zen room. Then he took a deep breath, stretched out his hand, and gently knocked on the door.

"What's the matter?"

In the Zen room, a voice without any emotion came out. Then, with a creak, the door of the Zen room was pushed open by a weak force.

The sun shines into the Zen room and falls on the face of a middle-aged monk wearing a bright red cassock, making him look particularly compassionate. This middle-aged monk is none other than the most powerful man in Shengfa Temple, Monk Daojin.
Chapter completed!