Master Huizhen only took one look at the three mountains behind the Brahma Hall.

Because he remembers it very clearly.

There were no these three mountains behind the Qingfan Hall of Bailong Temple in the past.

Therefore, this added power was forcibly installed by later generations. As the saying goes, only by letting nature take its course can things be logical.

If you do it deliberately, you are just deceiving yourself and others, and only encouraging others.

Qingfan Hall is a pure place for Buddhism. When you walk into Qingfan Hall, there is no monk chanting sutras inside. There is only an immortal Buddha sitting cross-legged on a high position.

The fleshly Buddha has kind eyebrows and kind eyes. It is yellow jade in color and looks like a golden body. It seems that Buddha light is emanating from the fleshy body. It is none other than Master Shanneng who has passed away.

Even though he has been dead for many days.

The physical body of Master Shanneng is still incorruptible and lifelike, as if the person is still alive but just pretending to be asleep.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Master Huizhen held the stainless steel Zen staff in his hand, and walked heavily step by step towards the physical Buddha in the Qingfan Hall. The stainless steel Zen staff hit the ground with a heavy blow, like a drum hitting people's hearts, making people jump with fear, and making people a little nervous.

I dare not look directly at the back of Master Huizhen, who is walking towards Master Shanneng’s body Buddha at this moment.

Master Huizhen’s footsteps were heavy.

He walked heavily step by step towards the physical Buddha in front of him, only ten feet away.

Thirty feet.

Ten feet.

At this moment, he was very close to the physical Buddha.

Master Huizhen raised his hand tremblingly and touched the physical Buddha with a sad expression on his face. There was no joy on his face as he faced the physical Buddha.

The topaz-like light gold on the surface of the physical Buddha's body is not gold paint, and has not been wiped off by Master Huizhen's fingers. There is only a cold touch on the skin when the fingertips touch it.

"Uncle Huizhen, don't destroy the physical body of the Buddha."

Apart from several old monks, there was only one young monk in the Qingfan Hall. The monk Chanyuan exclaimed to remind Master Huizhen.

But Master Huizhen was immersed in grief at this time and seemed to turn a deaf ear. He touched the physical Buddha in front of him with trembling palms.

The sadness in his eyes became even stronger.

That's his disciple!

People die like this!

Just die!

If there really is a Buddha in the world!

Let the Buddha open his eyes and see how filthy and filthy this Buddhist pure land is now!

I am willing to turn into the Buddha's wrathful lotus!

Carrying the wrath of Buddha!

Clean the portal!

Give Buddhism a pure place!

"Senior Brother Huizhen, my nephew Shanneng has both good fortune and longevity, and he has become a Buddha in the flesh. We should be happy that there is a Dharma monk in Bailong Temple who passed away and became a Buddha in the flesh..."

The seventy-year-old monk who was relatively energetic comforted him.

"Tell me, how did Shanneng die?"

"Who killed Shanneng?"

Boom!

The Zen staff in Master Huizhen's hand hit the ground heavily. The Buddha's light boiled on the Zen staff and directly smashed a large bluestone slab. The ground shook, the mountains shook, and the sky collapsed.

It seems that the Buddha's wrathful lotus has awakened.

This eminent monk from the Guo Temple in the capital city had eyes that were about to burst. He turned around and glared at the several old monks in front of him, like the angry-eyed Vajra in front of the Buddha's throne, with an aggressive aura.

"Junior brother Huizhen, what's wrong with you?"

"Don't be impulsive..."

"If you have something to say, why are you suddenly getting angry for no reason?"

"We know how angry you were when you learned about Shan Neng's death, but no one really killed Shan Neng's nephew. Shan Neng became a Buddha immediately after his death and became a Buddha in the flesh. We should be happy for him...

"

The old monk with age spots on his face hurriedly stood up to explain.

"impulse?"

"Happy?"

"Even now, are you still unwilling to admit where you went wrong? Even now, you still want to fool me about the matter of the Buddha incarnate? Are you trying to bully me into not daring to clean up the family from my fellow disciples?"

Master Huizhen yelled angrily with eyes split open.

"Didn't you ask me before why I came to Bailong Temple today? Shanneng sent me an urgent letter telling me that something happened at Bailong Temple. Although he didn't say it clearly in the letter, he was anxious for me to reply.

Went to Bailong Temple. At first, I didn’t understand why Bailong Temple was so prosperous, so how could something unexpected happen?”

"It wasn't until you told me personally that you sent me a letter not long ago, saying that there was a good thing in Bailong Temple, but in the blink of an eye, people died. How can there be so many coincidences in this world? At that time, I had already concluded that the good thing was not good luck and longevity.

Shuangquan passed away, but he was killed by someone else!"

"Although I don't know why Shanneng's body can still die without decay after you killed him, but you should never, never, should not have killed my disciple and then humiliated his body and even died.

Even if you don’t let him rest in peace, let me clean up the house today, not for Buddha, but just because I have a bad breath in my chest and transform into Angry Eyes Vajra to subdue the four demons, so that my disciple can protect the six paths of compassion and give him peace again.

Pure childhood Bailong Temple!"

Master Huizhen shook his Zen staff in his hand.

The Buddha's light filled the sky like an overwhelming mountain, impacting the few old monks in front of them.

The expressions of those old monks changed drastically.

They all joined forces to resist the onslaught of Buddha's light in the sky. Their cassocks were surrounded by Buddhist inscriptions and swelled like golden bells.

But who knows.

Boom!

puff!

The hunchbacked old monk was defeated first and was knocked out of the Qingfan Hall, vomiting blood.

"Junior brother Huizhen, don't be impulsive!"

"Don't be blinded by hatred!"
Chapter completed!