Jing Hua and his party entered the "Triumph City". As a Western-Chui Dayi, people came and went all the way, calling for buying and selling, and the grand occasion of the "Buddha Yuhui" has begun to show signs.

Monks of all sizes preached everywhere in the city. Some performed magic and promoted their power; some set up altars in the streets to preach scriptures. They were all fat, arrogant and unruly, relying on their cultivation to deceive the common people.

".........There are thousands of words in the Buddhist scriptures, but those who do good deeds should give. Today, they will give away money and will have great luck in the coming year. In a hundred years, there will be a chance to enter the Pure Land of the Buddha Kingdom and enjoy endless blessings forever..."

The eight masters and servants of Jinghua passed by an altar. Seeing that there were many believers listening to the lecture, they stopped and looked at them.

The bald donkey on the forum was short and fat, with fat on his face. There were about a dozen tall monks standing beside him, and the scene was extremely large. Jing Hua took a few glances and realized that there were two people with cultivation, one of them was probably a "martial monk". The breath next to him was weaker, even worse than Dongfang Qi.

"laugh......"

When Jacob heard the monk's speech, he could not stand the scrutiny at all, and could not help but sneer. The believers around him were pious, and the altar was very quiet inside and outside, and Jacob's laughter seemed particularly harsh.

"Damn..."

"Where did the madman come from..."

Before Jing Hua's servant turned around and left, the monks in the inner circle scolded each other. The two tall and strong bald donkeys separated the crowd and came to Jacob.

"Where did the savage from the countryside come from? Don't you know the master of Shengyou?"

"The master worshipped under the Sect of Xinyong Arhat. He is a famous monk in this city. Are you blind? How dare you come here to make trouble? Isn't you impatient..."

The monks were crowded with power, and when they were talking, they spitted everywhere. They reached out to push Jacob. Jacob swung his right arm, held a bald donkey's arm, and exerted force instantly from his waist.

"Thump...thump!thump!"

“Ouch…”

"Damn it! Do you still dare to hit someone?"

"What a big courage..."

The two monks were pushed by Jacob, and they took several steps backwards, fell to the ground, and fell to the ground, "Hungry dogs chewing shit". Master Shengyou was still shouting loudly, but they were all harsh and afraid to step forward.

The master and servant Jing Hua were dressed in bright clothes, and the mount under his crotch was extraordinary. The monks saw that the other party was not easy to mess with, so they could only carry out the sign of "Xinyong Arhat".

"Master Xinyong will be here soon..."

"I have the ability to go to the 'Jiguang Temple' with us..."

"Amitabha...the one who ran away is a coward!"

The scene was very chaotic for a moment, and the believers who listened to the lecture had different expressions. Some gritted their teeth at Jing Hua and others, while others were thinking about it and put away their wealth and property they were preparing to donate. Some were timid and afraid of things. Seeing that the monks became more and more fierce, they turned around and hid in the alleys of the alleys, and occasionally poked their heads to look around.

Jing Hua couldn't help but shake his head slightly.

Although Jacob was a "warrior", his strength was mediocre and was almost at the bottom among the generals of the same level as the "Lion King Castle". Several monks could not even defeat him, which shows the difference in strength.

Originally, Jing Hua didn't want to be troublesome, and heard the monks shouting "Jiguang Temple". They happened to have just arrived at "Challen City" and didn't know the way, so they let the other party shout and make trouble, and the master and servant followed slowly.

When a master saw that outsiders were "stupid" and dared to go to Jiguang Temple with them to discuss the theory, he was overjoyed. He worshipped under the disciple of Monk Xinyong, but in fact he was just a tool for making money. Xinyong was greedy and tyrannical, and would never allow outsiders to smash the scene.

While he ordered his junior brothers to watch out for the outsiders, he asked the shamans to go to Jiguang Temple to report the news quickly. Before the "Buddha Order Meeting", he severely punished several crazy people who made trouble, which was very helpful in intimidating the believers.

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The autumn wind blows in late autumn, and the maple forest is whistling.

"Jiguang Temple" is located on the east side of "Trial City", surrounded by large maple forests. The ancient temple is soaked between red leaves. In the distance, only glazed tiles cover the four corners of the roof, and various flying dragons and beasts are sculpted along the edges.

The sky is high and the clouds are light, the breeze is gentle, the thousands of reds are gently brushing outside the temple, and the sound of the classics inside the temple is loud.

Several monks were leading the way, but the novice monks guarding the gate were not stopped. Jing Hua was taken into the "Jiguang Temple" by Sheng You and others. Hearing the sound of morning bells and witnessing the scenic spots of the ancient temple, he really had a bit of a sense of being out of the world.

Jing Hua nodded secretly, there was a bit like a big temple here.

He was quite disappointed just now. "Jiguang Temple" became famous in the west, but the disciples he taught were no different from those of the rogues. When he entered the temple and observed the behavior of the monks coming and going, he realized that it was very different from those of Shengyou and others.

The "Ancient God Cult" has its own extraordinary features. Unfortunately, it lacks the support of the "Naranta Temple" behind it, and many monks gradually seek pleasure and gradually decline.

Taking the Xique border as an example, the two lines of defense, "Lion King Castle", "Mopan Castle" and "Hot Spring Castle" face the threat of the undead, but no temple is willing to take root there. Occasionally, several ascetic monks are seeing salvation of the undead, most of which come and go in a hurry and will not stay for a long time.

As far as Jing Hua knows, the churches of the "New God Church" are often built on the border. Once the undead invade, the priests and paladins in the church are the first backbone to resist.

Year after year, one has increased and the other has grown, and the strength of the new and old religions has gradually approached, and the "New God Cult" has even more momentum to come from behind. The "Bauhinia Empire" was originally the territory of the "Old God Cult". Now not only does the royal family convert to the "New God Cult", but many people and nobles have changed their beliefs.

"Dongfang lay Buddhist, I'm Mingkong, I've been here for a long time..."

A shadow flashed by the mountain road, and several monks turned out. The leader was of medium shape, half-white beard, wearing a gray monk's robe, and looked inconspicuous. Jing Hua stopped and bowed with his fists.

"Master Mingkong, if you can participate in a Buddhist event, you will be honored..."

The old monk Ming Kong's appearance is not amazing, but his energy is fluctuating around him, which is no different from a foundation-building monk. On the Guanyue Continent, he and he are also a peer-to-peer relationship. Therefore, Jing Hua came up to pay tribute to him first to show respect.

"Ah... Fang... Master Fang..."

Several monks who came with him were stunned and stood there motionless.

Sheng You followed his master and once met the abbot of "Jiguang Temple". Xin Yong only placed orders in the temple, and his status was not as good as Mingkong.

The abbot was still very polite to the outsiders, which showed that the person who came was very identifiable. They scolded and shouted before and even gave each other a "color". Now they "want to be clear" and didn't know how to end it. When the fat monk was anxious, sweat suddenly emerged from his head.

Mingkong said slowly: "Several shameless and evil disciples, who are usually negligent in discipline, made the lay Buddhist Dongfang laugh... People come! Press into the woodshed and wait for the disposal!"

The monks behind them strode forward, grabbed a few cheating monks, and pushed them down the mountain.

Jing Hua waved his hand and said, "It's okay...they are begging for alms outside, and their methods are almost the same as deceiving, which really damages the reputation of the sect."

Mingkong called himself a "layman" rather than a "donor", obviously because he had heard of the rumors of "gray-robed monk". Jing Hua did not point out this, but only talked about the behavior of Shengyou and others for reference for the other party's treatment.

The old monk shook his head and said, "Oh... I am not a disciple of this temple, I am just placing a order here..."

Before he finished speaking, the life at the foot of the mountain suddenly howled.

"Master! Master, you are here! The disciple is wronged, what's wronged..."
Chapter completed!