Chapter 352 Being Despised by a Pig, Is This Still the Realm of a Real Person?

Lingfozi turned against the enemy!

This scene made it difficult for everyone to recover.

Especially the people from Jinlun Temple.

You must know that their minds have been affected by evil spirits and they are completely loyal to the Blood-devouring Evil Emperor.

Now Lingfozi has turned his back on him, which is really unbelievable.

Even Abbot Lingzhi and Zen Master Miaohui were stunned for a moment before bursting into rage.

At this moment, the entire Mount Taiyue echoed with the curses of Abbot Lingzhi.

Everyone was stunned.

Is this still the wise and kind-hearted abbot?

Whatever you say changes, it changes.

Gao Dafu looked at Abbot Lingzhi with disdain and curled his lips: "You have no grace, how can you still be an abbot? It's hard to be a pig."

Abbot Lingzhi was so angry that his nose was crooked.

He was actually despised by a pig!

"Get up."

Gao Dafu helped Ling Fozi up with a smile and secretly gave him a satisfied look.

Lingfozi blinked knowingly.

Then, he suddenly turned around and looked at Abbot Lingzhi, and his voice gradually became cold: "The young monk has already seen through the shameless face of Jinlun Temple, so he chose to join the White Prostitution Sect."

The people in Jinlun Temple all looked ferocious, and their hearts were full of anger.

Zen Master Miaohui stared intently at Lingfozi.

He could feel that there was indeed evil in the latter's body, but his behavior was extremely strange.

"Not only did Jinlun Temple withhold the elixirs, but they also suppressed us repeatedly. We were made to work every day and had no time to practice."

"Not only that, Jinlun Temple also allows us to secretly spread rumors and slander other temples, thereby robbing believers."

"All the benefits have been pocketed by the senior management, and we have become tool men, working hard all day long, doing everything we can!"

Behind Ling Fozi, a group of monks complained repeatedly.

The expressions of those who originally wanted to join Jinlun Temple changed drastically, and they subconsciously took a few steps back.

"Leader, please accept us!"

"We would like to join the White Prostitution Cult and become your loyal followers."

"The leader is wise, we are willing to follow you for the rest of our lives."

Suddenly, the crowd surged, and they all ran towards the hilltop where Gao Dafu was standing.

On the other hand, there is no one here at Jinlun Temple.

There are only a few people around, and they are in a very embarrassed state.

Even some Buddhist and Taoist sects that were preparing to teach the Dharma and recruit disciples have all joined the Baiguo Sect.

When Tang Chen saw this scene, he sighed: "Human beings can never escape the law of free prostitution!"

He is not worried that these people will betray the White Prostitution Cult.

With the blessing of the Crown of Faith, once you join the religion, you will be loyal throughout your life.

What's more, he doesn't plan to manage it, and it's enough to leave it to Gao Dafu.

Now, Gao Dafu's smile spread to the back of his head, and he excitedly said to Tang Chen, "Brother, your method is really effective!"

Tang Chen whispered: "In front of believers, you must maintain a solemn and sacred side."

Gao Dafu coughed lightly, with a majestic look on his fat face.

Just like this nonsense, Jinlun Temple's conspiracy was defeated on the spot.

Abbot Lingzhi was so angry that he was shaking all over.

At the same time, he also discovered Tang Chen behind Gao Dafu.

"Is it him?"

Abbot Lingzhi exclaimed.

Zen Master Miaohui was originally in a gloomy mood, but he said with anger, "Who!"

"Tang Chen, the number one genius in the Eastern Wasteland, it was he who ruined the Great Thunder Sound Temple plan!" Abbot Lingzhi said through gritted teeth.

Zen Master Miaohui is not stupid.

Whether it was the Great Leiyin Temple or this scene, Tang Chen was present.

This person is probably the one behind it all.

"If these people run towards the Bai... God of Prostitution Cult, the emperor's recovery plan will undoubtedly be greatly affected."

Zen Master Miaohui felt embarrassed when he said that he was a prostitute, but he still said it with a serious face.

Abbot Lingzhi looked at Tang Chen with murderous intent, but also with greed, and whispered: "How to deal with it?"

Zen Master Miaohui narrowed his eyes, and there was a wisp of black light between his fingers. A pure black insect slowly crawled out. It looked like a flying mosquito, and its mouthparts were like needles. It flew out quietly.

"First get rid of the damn fat man, and then kill Tang Chen!"

He said solemnly.

Nowadays, the Baiguo God Cult has recruited many disciples. Gao Dafuzhen, like the leader of the cult, taps everyone's head and chants: "Fairy, fairy weapon, fairy beast."

Tang Chen couldn't help but shook his head when he heard what he was talking about.

This idiot is really comparable to the real person Blood Sword.

"If they meet together, it will be a disaster for the Cangxuan Realm!"

He teased in his mind.

Suddenly, Tang Chen's body and hair were surrounded by fairy light, the holy energy was raging, and he instantly activated the ultimate freedom of mind.

I saw an extremely small black flying mosquito flying towards Gao Dafu at an extremely fast speed, like lightning.

But in Tang Chen's eyes, it was as fast as a turtle. He stretched out his hand and pinched it, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"What? The dignified Jinlun Temple lost to the Baiguo Shen Cult in spreading the Dharma, so they are about to start killing people?" He turned to look at Zen Master Miaohui and asked bluntly.

As soon as these words came out, the scene was boiling.

Everyone looked at Jinlun Temple in disbelief.

Such behavior is truly despicable.

Jinlun Temple is too embarrassing.

Zen Master Miaohui's eyes flashed with coldness, and he clasped his hands together and said, "Why did this donor say this? The poor monk is a kind-hearted person."

"The young monk dares to say that this thing belongs to Zen Master Miaohui!"

Lingfozi glanced at the black mosquito and recited Amitabha, his voice full of determination and seriousness.

After hearing this, the people in Jinlun Temple went completely crazy.

Not only did this Lingfozi betray him in public, he actually stabbed him with a knife!

"Eat the shit out of you!"

Abbot Lingzhi shouted loudly, and the Buddha's light rose and bloomed, like an angry Buddha roaring in the sky.

"Jinlun Temple is known as the best temple in history, but it actually uses such dirty methods."

"It seems that Jinlun Temple has really changed, completely different from before!"

"Jinlun Temple is not worthy of holding a big Dharma conference here!"

The crowd shouted in indignation.

Zen Master Miaohui realized that it was not good. If things continued like this, he might be punished by the entire Western Desert.

"Sir, the situation is out of control, why not..." Abbot Lingzhi looked with a ferocious look in his eyes and stretched out his hand to cut his neck.

Zen Master Miaohui's eyes were cold, and he nodded heavily and said: "Don't let anyone go, catch them if they can, and kill them if they can't!"

Boo hoo hoo hoo…

The monks of Jinlun Temple rose up in violence.

The Buddha's light is turbulent, shining, and moving across the entire sky.

"I've been waiting for you to take action for a long time!"

Tang Chen stepped forward in the air, with a smile on his face.

"Little beast, I will accept your true Buddha relic!"

Abbot Lingzhi said with a ferocious smile. As he clasped his hands together, a golden Buddha holding a demon-conquering pestle emerged from behind him.

The Golden Buddha is not sacred and solemn. Instead, it is full of evil spirits. Its pupils are turning with blood, making it look more like a demon Buddha.

"Devil-Conquering God's Pestle!" he shouted.

The Golden Buddha danced wildly with the Demonic Pestle, causing the void to sink with such force that it crushed the mountain peaks and caused countless people to scream.

"Five fingers move the universe!"

Tang Chen stood with his hands behind his back, his palms lightly touching, as if holding the universe in his hand.

An ancient hand seemed to be traveling through the planes, controlling the world, and easily shattered the demon-conquering pestle of the spiritual abbot Golden Buddha.

puff!

Abbot Lingzhi's throat was filled with sweetness, scarlet red spurted out like a blood arrow, and he looked at Tang Chen with horror in his eyes.

Is this still a real person?

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