Chapter 227 The Grievances of the Rivers and Lakes! (2)

This is the most upscale five-star hotel in Qingteng City, the highest standard banquet hall!

But what appeared at the door were two great monks with cloth shoes and robes covered in dust!

One is in his early thirties and one is in his sixties.

Their images are completely out of tune with the scene at the moment.

Obviously not an invited guest.

I don't know how I got here through the tight security of the hotel.

And that wasn't what surprised the guests the most.

Look at the monks in their early thirties.

He was more than two meters tall, and his muscles were bulging like a bull.

The thick eyebrows are standing, the tiger's eyes are round, and the whole person exudes a domineering and fierce coercion.

It's like an angry vajra!

Look at the old monk in his sixties.

About 1.6 meters tall, with a little hunchback.

His eyes were slightly closed, as if he was closing his eyes and resting, looking peaceful and quiet.

He is not ostentatious or ostentatious, but it gives people a feeling of being out of the world and not eating fireworks in the world. Just looking at him, many people can't help but be in awe.

"Who are you!?"

A group of bodyguards surrounded the entrance of the banquet hall.

The guests who came today are not simple, and these bodyguards are not vegetarian, and some even brought weapons.

"Amitabha……"

The old monk recited the Buddha's name lightly and was about to speak.

A bodyguard with a strong back immediately shouted angrily: "Buddha! I want to beg for food on the street! This is not the place for you to come! Uh...ah..."

Before he could finish speaking, the bodyguard with a stubborn back and waist screamed in surprise.

A palm the size of a palm fan directly pinched his forehead and lifted his 180-pound body!

That's right!

The person who shot was the great monk who looked like a diamond!

"Oh my god! This power is too scary..."

Everyone around was stunned, and they couldn't be more surprised.

A big man with a strong back, at least one hundred and eighty pounds, was actually carried in the air like a chicken by one hand!

This arm strength is terrifying!

"Everyone, step back!"

At this moment, Murong Tian who was at the table of honored guests stood up and walked towards the door.

"dad……"

Murong Xiaoyao let out a soft snort, and a trace of anxiety appeared on her little face.

"Are those two monks here to find God?"

"Looking at how strong they are, if they start a fight with God, it must be a battle of dragons and tigers!"

"Be quiet! We can't make irresponsible remarks about God's affairs!"

...

Everyone whispered for a while, and their eyes were all locked on Murong Tian.

Chen Xiaobei was also very curious. Although he was already in the rivers and lakes, he knew very little about the things in the rivers and lakes.

If this is really a grievance in the rivers and lakes, then a fierce battle is inevitable!

"Master, Senior Brother, you really came."

Murong Tian went to the door, and as soon as he said the first sentence, some people were stunned!

Who dares to think?

Mighty domineering, decisive God!

How could it be related to a monk who eats fast and recites Buddha's six senses? And he was once a Buddhist disciple!

As a result, it had a strong impact on everyone present.

Except for Murong Xiaoyao, no one can figure it out, what is going on?

The audience fell into a dead silence, everyone's eyes widened and ears erected, closely watching the development of the situation.

"When you escaped from the Golden Dragon Temple without crossing the wooden man lane, you should have thought that today will come!"

The old monk put his hands together and said calmly.

"I thought the master would forgive me..." Murong Tian whispered.

"Amitabha!"

The old monk shook his head slowly and said, "I miss you in order to take care of the young girl, and I don't want to pursue it anymore. But you should know that some things are taboos in the rivers and lakes, and you can't touch them!"

"I don't know..." Murong Tian shook his head.

"Dragon Capital has already moved. By the time you know, the big mistake has already been made, and it's too late to regret it!"

The old monk sighed and said, "You haven't crossed the wooden man lane for a day, and you are a disciple of my Jinlong Temple one day! For the teacher, the abbot ordered you and the forbidden thing to be brought back together and suppressed in the temple. , can the disaster be resolved! Avoid a bloody storm in the rivers and lakes!"

"For so many years, my kung fu has not been wasted, and I have even improved. Maybe I can cross the wooden man alley?" Murong Tian asked without changing his expression.

At the same time as he spoke, his aura instantly became fierce.

"Hmph! I've thought about Wooden Man Lane, and I'll talk about it first!" The big monk next to him sighed in a low voice, his eyes glaring at Murong Tian.

"Go to the rooftop? I really miss the scene of the competition with my senior brother back then!" Murong Tian said with emotion.

"Walk!"

The big monk casually threw the bodyguard in his hand aside and walked forward.

Murong Tian and the old monk walked slowly behind.

"dad!"

In the banquet hall, Murong Xiaoyao ran after him directly.

Although she knew that such a day would come, she still couldn't suppress her emotions.

"I'll go as well!"

Chen Xiaobei frowned and quickly chased after him.

If the appearance of these two great monks is related to what Murong Tian said before the banquet.

It turns out that this is no accident.

Chen Xiaobei was already involved, so naturally he couldn't stay out of it.

As for the other guests, they also felt that many people wanted to see what happened, but they were stopped by Han Xiannian.

"Everyone, must not go up! This matter must not be rumored! Whoever dares to publicize and hype will be severely punished!"

Han Xiannian's tone was awe-inspiring, and the strong authority of the superior was completely exuded at this moment.

This also shows the seriousness of this matter!

rooftop.

When Chen Xiaobei and Murong Xiaoyao arrived, the security door was already closed.

Murong Xiaoyao was anxious in her heart, and she punched and kicked at the door.

With her 3000 combat power, the door should have long since become a piece of trash. But at this time, it didn't move at all, not even the slightest dent appeared.

"strangeness……"

Chen Xiaobei frowned slightly and opened his fiery eyes.

The door instantly became translucent.

I saw the old monk with his back to the security gate, standing outside calmly.

The whole body is shrouded in a layer of golden light, like a golden Buddha, and its majesty cannot be committed for the first time.

There is no contact between him and the door.

Just being illuminated by the golden light, the door will not move at all.

Simply mysterious.

"His cultivation base should be very advanced, right?"

Chen Xiaobei became curious and immediately activated the Nether War Eye.

Unfortunately, the strength of the old monk could not be seen.

Because the rosary in the old monk's hand is actually a pure yang spirit, which restrains the function of the ghost war eye.

"I don't know if the Nether War Eye can be upgraded? I'm always restrained by pure Yang spirits. It's really uncomfortable. I'll go back and ask the King of Hell."

Chen Xiaobei pouted and turned his eyes to the far side.

At this time, the battle between Murong Tian and the great monk has begun!

Ding - cultivation base...