Among the people present, only Chen Daozai had the lowest academic level. He said directly, "Hey, that's Sir Lin!"

Lin Mosheng's mind was completely immersed in Zi Mansion, so the entire team driving away Yun Yu had to stop.

Luo Sheng's words immediately aroused Chen Daozai's dissatisfaction. He was a gangster, so he knew one thing and should show his loyalty now.

besides?

He was extremely angry, with veins popping up on his forehead, and a swastika seal between his eyebrows constantly glowing, as if he was about to break the seal.

"Your Excellency, if you are willing to stop using this weapon and never set foot in Nanyang again, we are willing to stop the storm immediately, and I am also willing to die to apologize."

"Bald Donkey, do you want to harm an entire city for your own gain?"

Lin Mosheng laughed, "You don't think I'm a good person, do you?"

Lin Mosheng had the idea of ​​​​deceiving a little bit, and his face was livid, "Bald Donkey, I almost let you break through my last layer of protection!"

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Borobudur Temple.

He raised his knife to chop.

Although he doesn't want to admit it, Lin Mosheng must say that the monk and I are destined to be good people.

A mandala flower blooms in Lin Mosheng's Huangting, hoping to transform the entire Huangting and Purple Mansion.

Luo Sheng kept saying to himself, and the violent and violent emotions in his heart kept growing.

No, I can give in to anything, but I can’t give in to my disciple Ah Sheng!

The power of the forbidden laws is indistinguishable from each other, and this is most vividly reflected in the emperors of China.

"I have heard that at one time the Buddha was in the country of Savatthi with only one tree in the lonely garden, together with 1,250 great bhikkhus and monks, all of whom were great Arhats and well-known to all, including the elder Shariputra, Mahamulana, and Maha

Kassapa, Mahakakarayan, Mahakujira, Rivata, Zhouli Panthaka, Nanda, Ananda, Rahula, Kaupambati, Bintulu Polo, Kalyudhasi

, Maha Kalebina, Bokuluo, Aluduo, and other great disciples."

Although the move in front of me is still the same, its power is completely different.

One void after another was broken.

The Buddha said that one thought can turn into a demon.

Under each pagoda forest, there is a monk in yellow robes sitting cross-legged and chanting sutras. In the center of the seventy-two relic pagodas, circles of relics bloom like blooming mandala flowers, forming a solemn landscape.

Buddhist country.

The entire Theravada sect gathered together with eminent monks from Southeast Asia.

Chen Jincheng listened for a while and said coldly, "Since you want to die, then set sail!"

"I, Lin Mosheng, only care about killing, not burying."

He wanted to force Lin Mosheng to perform this dragging sword technique. Naturally, even if he reached Wandan, he would not be able to subdue the dragon or prevent the arrival of many evil gods from outside the realm.

Feng Laosi said solemnly, "It's the Buddhist method of enlightening the heart with the heart! The other party should be using the essence accumulated by Theravada in Nanyang for thousands of years to save Asheng!"

But even if Borobudur Temple's thousands of years of accumulation were used to open up 350 Buddhist kingdoms, the cost involved would be unimaginable and unbearable.

Ben couldn't help but ask.

The vast Buddha nature he brought with him had already consumed a full 30% of the fifty layers of void chaos!

You just want to steal the apprenticeship.

Benyin recited the Buddha's name in a low voice, remained silent, and just chanted the sutra.

But now.

There are white lotuses blooming, there are old men refining elixirs, there are gods preaching, there are Taoists dancing swords... and so on. Even the bright and boundless Great Sun Tathagata Buddha Kingdom is ranked below the other six palaces.

It's Lin Mosheng's Huang Ting Zi Mansion.

There are fifty layers of void acupoints. If converted into good deeds, it would be five million good deeds.

Lin Mosheng dragged his sword into the sea along the way, seemingly to drive away the clouds and rain, but in fact he was accumulating his own sword power.

Then he said to Uncle Zhong, "Set the boat, go to sea, and set off for Wandan."

In addition to the sixty divine palaces that have been opened, the remaining two hundred and ninety acupoints are like darkness and chaos.

The solemn chanting of Zen sounded, and the relics shone brilliantly on the seventy-two pagodas, and the incarnations of Arhats emerged.

Because every acupuncture point in Lin Mosheng's body was prominent.

Chen Jincheng puffed on his cigar and kept spitting out clouds of mist. The butt of the cigar flickered. He looked at Luo Sheng next to him.

Luo Sheng was silent for a while and said, "Showing off magical powers will never bring you good rewards."

When fifty layers of void chaos were broken through, Ben Yin finally realized something was wrong.

But after waiting for a long time, Ben Yin didn't take action.

"Why don't you follow the script?"

Ben put his palms together and said, "If there is no Theravada, even if a whole city of people is saved, what is the use of Buddhism?"

Unknowingly, he sat cross-legged on the dragon's head, with vast Buddha light blooming all over his body, and acupuncture points protruded in his body, turning into a Buddhist kingdom of golden colored glaze.

Until now, what he was most afraid of was the Emperor's Order in Lin Mosheng's hand.

Gao Jin's luck is really bad today.

Blocking in front of Mandala Buddha Kingdom.

Feng Laosi listened for a long time. He was hesitant at first, but he understood the last sentence.

A young god stands in the Huangting, holding a Guandao, stepping on heavenly boots, wearing a belt of ten thousand dragons around his waist, and carrying the flag of the Five Emperors.

But after breaking through the chaos, Ben Yin looked at Lin Mosheng with a chuckle, "Your Excellency, it seems that you have run out of skills."

He suddenly felt that learning gambling cards was not interesting. In the future, he would find an opportunity to learn two skills from Lin Mosheng, and maybe he could drive the dragon and the sea.

I saw the acupuncture points on Lin Mosheng's body blooming with Buddha's light one after another. His face had a smile that was sometimes frightened and angry, sometimes compassionate, and finally turned into frivolousness.

After careful observation, the Maoshan Taoist disciples next to him finally came to the conclusion that at this time, Taoist disciples were definitely fighting hard against Theravada Buddhism to keep their Taoist heart.

But if the opponent takes advantage of Thousand Years of Theravada's accumulation in Southeast Asia, can Daozi survive this disaster?

Hey, it’s all because of the bald thief, he is so evil-minded, he is always thinking about the outstanding people in China!
Chapter completed!