At this time, Ji Mo's head was full of black lines, and ten large characters could not help but appear in his mind.
"Baldy donkey, don't even think about robbing the poor teacher for the teacher."
?I thought how exciting/explosive things were, but I didn't expect to hear a joke.
Really, Bai was excited.
If the monks don't pay homage to the Buddha, what kind of heart is moved.
"Holy Buddha, please explain to the disciple, where did the disciple lose?"
The pensive Arhat bowed down in front of Jimo with a devout face.
So many years have passed, and he has been brooding in his heart, unable to figure out where he lost.
Ji Mo glanced at Shensi Luohan, and hinted two words: "Eat lotus root."
"ah?"
? Meditation Luohan is confused, what does this emotional matter have to do with eating lotus root?
"It is said that a smart head does not grow hair, and such a big, shiny bald head is blind for nothing."
Sixiang stepped over and reminded bluntly: "Eat lotus root, ugly. With your ugly appearance, I would not choose you even if I was a teacher."
After finishing speaking, it turned its head and looked up and down at Jimo, feeling that it was getting harder and harder to see the depth of Jimo. The method of becoming a Buddha just after thinking about it was really too shocking.
"Impossible. Although the bull-nosed man in Longhushan does have thick eyebrows and big ears, his facial features are upright, and he is very handsome, but the teacher is too beautiful and intelligent, and he is not a superficial person. It is impossible to only look at the appearance and ignore the inside."
Shensi Luohan can't accept that he lost in appearance, and he doesn't want to believe that his favorite teacher is such a person.
"Appearance is the truth."
Ji Mo sighed, all spirits in the world, who is not Yangou?
These words completely crushed Shensi Luohan. His heart was pierced by a knife and he was saddened. Old tears welled up all at once. He felt that he had paid wrongly after all, and his heart was very hurt.
He clutched his heart, unable to let go, and still could not forget the picturesque face of the teacher.
"Holy Buddha, the disciple still can't let go, I beg the Holy Buddha to be merciful and merciful, to save the disciple."
Pensive Luohan tugged on Jimo's trouser legs, extremely sad.
Passionate since ancient times has nothing to hate, but he still can't get over this hurdle.
"Simple, just one trick, and you will have no troubles in the future."
The corners of Ji Mo's mouth were slightly raised, and he spit out a wise saying: "Cutting it will last forever!"
Sixiang covered her mouth and laughed wildly, and said friendlyly that she could help others and help Shensi Luohan.
"Cut what?"
Pensive Arhat was at a loss, but when he saw Si Xiang staring at his crotch maliciously, he was shocked and clutched his crotch tightly.
What are you kidding, can this be cut randomly?
In the end, Shen Si Luohan was still unwilling, kowtowed to Jimo a few times, and decided to go to Longhu Mountain, and ask the teacher in person, so that he could completely give up.
Before leaving, Shensi Luohan reminded Jimo to leave the Bliss Plateau as soon as possible. There is a great horror in the Little Leiyin Temple, so don't go any further.
Xiao Leiyin's four great arhats, two died and one surrendered, and one went to find his teacher. This result caused a sensation again.
Losing the four arhats who protect the temple at once is also a traumatic experience for Little Leiyin.
Everyone understood that Xiaoleiyin Temple might be about to change, and something shocking would happen.
The last time there was a big commotion on the Bliss Plateau, it was the legendary Immortal Kongkong. Unexpectedly, more than 10,000 years later, a warrior dared to come alone to provoke Little Leiyin Temple.
"Holy Buddha, you should leave as soon as possible. Shensi Luohan is right. Mingguang Buddha, the lord of Little Leiyin Temple, participated in the murder of the Great Immortal Kongkong, and obtained a remarkable magic weapon with unimaginable power."
Huanxi Arhat also advised Jimo to leave before it was too late. If he entered the Xiaoleiyin Temple, it would be a disaster.
Although Ji Mo's Dharma is profound, the magic weapon in Mingguang Buddha's hand is said to be from the hands of the gods and is very strong.
"Is Mingguang Buddha really one of the murderers who killed Immortal Kongkong?"
Jimo's expression turned cold all of a sudden.
Originally, he really meant to leave, but now that he knows the murderer who killed brother Kong Kong, he will shrink back.
This blood debt must be settled.
Although he is only one person, Jimo still has confidence. He knows that now he has the ability to use his hole cards. At worst, he can kill one thousand enemies and injure himself by eight hundred.
He continued to move towards the Little Leiyin Temple.
Of course, those fanatical believers were stopped by Jimo. For safety, he was not allowed toThey continued to follow.
On the road, there are more than a dozen magnificent temples and stone pagodas, all of which are shining with golden lights, and the Buddha's light is soaring into the sky, and the figures of Arhats, Vajras, and Bodhisattvas are sitting cross-legged.
"Amitabha Buddha!"
Ji Mo proclaimed the Buddha's name, and the light of the Buddha above his head shone, as if stepping into a temple with a super-powerful Yuba.
After half a stick of incense, the temple's golden light dimmed, and the Buddha's light withered, but Jimo strode away and continued to the next temple.
"Saint Monk Xuyun has lost."
"Puguang King Kong vomited blood and died."
"Chengguan Bodhisattva's dharma body is in pieces"
Almost all the creatures on the Bliss Plateau watched the development of the situation, shocked by Jimo's progress, and all of them were dumbfounded.
None of the temples could stop Jimo's footsteps, and even failed to cause any trouble to Jimo, and they all lost.
"This is too heaven-defying. With this speed, this venerable could enter the Little Leiyin Temple in less than a day. It is said that when the Great Immortal Kongkong came to rob him, it took two full days of fighting to break into the Little Leiyin Temple." Leiyin Temple, this person is stronger than Immortal Kongkong!"
The creatures who paid attention to the dynamics of the matter were stunned.
At the same time, he was extremely excited. After so many years, someone finally dared to attack Little Leiyin Temple.
In Xiaoleiyin Temple.
The old man with the goatee whose eggs were kicked by Jimo was complaining to a young monk with snot and tears.
"My son, you have to be the master for your father. That bastard who suffered a thousand knives ruined my root, you must avenge me, and take that guy to a thousand knives and chop him into meat sauce. dog."
While crying, the goatee old man gasped for air.
Even after swallowing countless holy medicines for healing, the wound on his crotch still showed no signs of improvement, and even a slight movement made him grin his teeth in pain.
"Almsgiver, be careful, the poor monk has been a monk for many years, and he has already cut off the world of mortals."
The young monk is holding a Buddhist bead, and the cassock on his body is shining with golden light, which is out of the world.
However, if you look carefully, you can still see a hint of sullenness and suppressed anger in his eyes.
He is a Buddhist disciple of Xiaoleiyin Temple, and his dharma name is Jiumoshi.
Born with a vision of heaven and earth, he is regarded as a reincarnated soul boy with a rare Buddha root. He entered Xiaoleiyin Temple to practice since he was a child.
In Xiao Leiyin, Jiumoshi can be said to be under one person and above ten thousand people, and he is incomparably beautiful.
However, it happened that such a father was on the table, and he used his name all day long to deceive men and women on the Bliss Plateau, which made him very ashamed.
"Son, what are you talking about? I am your father and will always be your father. You have my blood in your body, which cannot be cut off. You quickly catch that bastard for me, and I will do it myself Only by castrating him can the hatred in my heart be vented."
The old man with the goatee showed the attitude of Lao Tzu teaching his son, and urged Jiumo Shi to arrest Ji Mo as soon as possible.
Jiumo Shi already knew what happened, and the old man with the goatee was completely to blame for his fate.
Of course, he also knew that Ji Mo was not easy, and was heading towards Xiaoleiyin Temple.
"That man, the poor monk will definitely send him to hell."
Jiumo Shi said plainly, looking at the old man with the goatee, his eyes became extremely cold.
However, the old man with the goatee still didn't realize it, and said proudly: "It's no wonder that he is my good son, and he loves Dad in his heart"
The voice stopped abruptly.
The neck of the old man with the goatee was pinched by a white palm, and it was Jiumoshi who did it, and he really couldn't bear it.
"Evil evil animal, I am your father you can't kill your father"
The old man with the goatee was terrified, he never expected Jiumo Shi to do such a rebellious thing.
"Old man, I have endured you for a long time, go to hell."
Jiumoshi's face became ferocious, and when he pinched it hard, the goatee old man's head exploded instantly, and he died tragically on the spot.
He let out a triumphant laugh, his eyes were red, like a wild beast, he no longer had the demeanor of a monk, just like a demon.
"Report to the Buddha, the evil Buddha has come to kill him."
Outside the door, a monk shouted in panic.
Jimo has already killed it. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com