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Chapter 572

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    Xiaoleiyin Temple sits on the top of the highest mountain in the Bliss Plateau.

    Here is filled with fairy mist and colorful rays of light. The temples lined up here are all built of gold bricks, dotted with various beautiful jade and gemstones, which are resplendent and magnificent.

    There are Buddhist sounds and chanting echoing everywhere, and the Buddha's light rises into the sky, solemn and solemn, just like the world of bliss.

    But if the Tao is advanced enough, or if you have the eye of heaven to see through confusion, you will have a completely different feeling.

    The Buddha light permeating here is not sacred and peaceful, but dark and cold, which makes the soul tremble and the body feel cold.

    "I remember that a long time ago, I also visited here. At that time, the Bodhisattva was still there, and Xiaoleiyin Temple could be regarded as a quiet place in Buddhism. Now, this place is already a place of filth, full of blood, decay and stench  breath."

    Sixiang stood at the door of Xiaoleiyin, sniffing his nose, muttering there, hating the smell here very much.

    Ji Hanhan walked up to a building and couldn't help poking and poking it with his fingers, with a face full of money.

    He was amazed. He thought that the exterior of the building was decorated with gold leaf, but he never thought that it was all solid gold bricks, and they were extremely thick.

    Looking around, there are endless golden buildings in sight. It is really impossible to estimate. The amount of gold here is too extravagant.

    "Poverty limits/restricts my imagination."

    Jimo acted as if he had never seen the world before. He secretly took a lump of gold and stuffed it into his pocket secretly.

    Sixiang stares donkey's eyes wide open, can't figure out what this means?

    A few days ago, Ji Mo sent out so many herbal pills that were comparable to nine-turn elixir without even blinking his brows. He was extremely arrogant, but now he is greedy for a small piece of broken gold.

    Just as dumbfounded and confused as the four different images, there are many creatures following behind.

    They followed Jimo far away along the way, wanting to witness the development of the situation with their own eyes. Some of them had ulterior motives, thinking that when Jimo and Xiao Leiyin Temple fought, they would fish in troubled waters and take advantage of the opportunity.

    "Amitabha, welcome to my little Leiyin Temple!"

    A gentle voice sounded, and a young monk strode out from Xiaoleiyin Temple.

    The monk is wearing a moon-white cassock, with Buddha seals in his hands, smiling, and the soft Buddha light exuding from his body, giving people a feeling of spring breeze.

    When Jiumoshi came, although he wanted to put Ji Mo to death, he didn't show it at all on the outside, but showed a warm hospitality.

    I have to say that Jiumoshi does have something. Not long ago, he brutally killed his father, and now he came to welcome Jimo like a normal person.

    Don't look at him with a relaxed appearance, but his heart is extremely heavy, because he has learned of Jimo's brilliant results, swept everything by himself, and easily killed here.

    Jiumo Shi looked at Ji Mo, lost his mind for a while.

    What did he see?

    That incomparably ferocious evil Buddha, like a thief, secretly withheld a piece of gold and put it in his pocket!

    If it is said that an existence of this level would covet a piece of gold like dung, he would not believe it to the death.

    "Could it be, what kind of conspiracy and tricks is this guy playing to break my Buddha's heart on purpose?"

    Jiumoshi's thoughts turned and turned, thinking that Ji Mo was setting himself up, so insidious.

    Buddhas focus on cultivating the mind.

    As long as there is a slight flaw in the Buddha's heart, there will be endless troubles.

    Jimo was also stunned. He killed many people in Xiaoleiyin Temple by himself. How could the other party have such a friendly attitude?

    He exposed it on the spot: "Monk, you are so hypocritical!"

    The corners of Jiumoshi's mouth trembled slightly, and he clenched his back molars. It was the first time he was scolded for hypocrisy face to face, which made his face dull.

    Over the years, he has been working hard to create a compassionate design for the holy monk who saves all sentient beings. He has a good reputation and is deeply loved by believers.

    Except for a bastard Lao Tzu, it can be said to be perfect.

    Now being pointed out by Ji Mo made him angry and shocked.

    Jiumoshi thinks that his Dharma is profound, but he doesn't believe that Ji Mo can see his own depth.

    He still kept smiling, and said lightly: "People who become monks, who hurt others with bad words, will definitely suffer karmic retribution and go to Avici Hell."

    "Kamma?"

    Ji Mo squinted his eyes halfway, looked at Jiumoshi, his eyes fell on his right hand, and found a ray of blood-red resentment, and asked: "Curse people will go to Abi Hell, so what kind of karma will you suffer if you kill your close relatives?  Which layer of hell should I go to?"

    As soon as these words fell, Jiumo Shi finally couldn't keep smiling, and a look of horror appeared in his eyes.

    theHe couldn't figure out how Ji Mo knew that he had killed his relatives. Could it be that he could predict or not?

    Xiaoleiyin Temple is enveloped by vast Buddhist rhyme, which can cover up everything. Unless it is a god who is good at calculation, it is possible to deduce that he killed someone.

    "He must be talking nonsense, he can never be a god?"

    Jiumoshi tried his best to regain his composure, but he didn't believe that Ji Mo possessed special abilities that only god-level creatures could have.

    "What? Isn't it said that the Buddhist disciple Jiumoshi has a great compassionate Buddha heart and never kills, how could he kill?"

    "As we all know, there is only one relative of Jiumoshi, and that is his father who makes trouble all day long. What the Holy Buddha means is that Jiumoshi killed his father!"

    The exclamation in the distance became one, and everyone talked about it.

    After all, such things as patricide are inhumane, and neither are birds/beasts. It is hard for them to believe that a Buddhist disciple would do such a heartless thing.

    However, this kind of thing is also very easy to verify. If the old man with the goatee shows up in the future, it will prove that Jimo is a bloody person. If he fails to appear, then Jiumo will not be able to escape the suspicion.

    Jiumo Shi panicked. If the murder of his father was revealed, then he would be ruined. He began to regret that he was too impulsive and killed his father.

    "The poor monk treated you kindly, but I never thought you would be so vicious, spewing blood, tarnishing the poor monk's reputation, and going to hell."

    Jiumoshi didn't pretend anymore, and launched an attack on the spot.

    Originally, he planned to lure Jimo into Xiaoleiyin Temple before making a move, but now he couldn't wait.

    Only by killing Jimo, and then silencing all the people on the field who shouldn't have listened, can his scandal not be leaked out.

    Buzz

    Jiumoshi clasped his palms together, his eyes revealed murderous intent.

    Behind him, the entire temple glowed like a volcano erupting, and a large amount of Buddha light spewed out in all directions.

    Jiumoshi held various Buddha seals, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, a lotus platform rose under his feet, and the endless Buddha light swept across the west under its control.

    "Rewind!"

    "He has lived a long life, and Jiumoshi is not a bastard."

    All the creatures were horrified, and they retreated at the fastest speed, wanting to escape.

    They knew how powerful they were, and they avoided these Buddha lights like snakes and scorpions, and fled in a hurry, wishing to have a few more legs, and regretting that they had nothing to do to join in the fun.

    At the same time, he couldn't figure out why Jiumoshi attacked them. Could it be that what Jimo said before was true, and Jiumoshi wanted to silence him.

    Si Xiang is very witty, and hides directly behind Ji Mo, not wanting to resist these Buddha lights.

    Those nearby creatures watching the excitement couldn't escape at all, and were swallowed up by the Buddha's light in a blink of an eye.

    Some people bleed black blood from seven holes on the spot and died unexpectedly.

    Some knelt on the ground with a thump, their minds were blurred, and their bodies glowed with Buddha's light, and they were quickly saved.

    There are also a small number of creatures who sacrificed powerful magic weapons, bursting out into pieces of fairy light, guarding their bodies, and struggling to support them.

    "Juma Shi, you hypocrite, you are so vicious that you want to kill us all!"

    Some Jinxian cursed angrily, filled with anger.

    Now, he finally saw the true face of Jiumo Shi clearly.

    "Hmph, looking for death!"

    Jiumo Shi slapped his palm angrily, and the golden fairy, together with the magic weapon for protection, was torn apart in an instant and turned into pieces on the ground.

    Even Jinxian couldn't resist his move, his strength was truly terrifying.

    "Next, it's you."

    Jiumoshi looked at Jimo with resentment, if it wasn't for this guy, why would he have killed so much, and he would never be able to pretend to be a good person again.

    In mid-air, a Buddha's palm as big as a mountain condensed, roaring and crushing towards Jimo.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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