Eighteen thousand miles.

Kong Sangri and other divine generals were shocked. They all used their magical powers to attack the mountain. However, no matter how many methods they used, they could not touch the mountain. They could not even touch the edge of the mountain. How could they defeat the mountain general?

The monkey and his eight disciples were released?

Gu Xiechen squinted his eyes and looked at Monk Chihui.

Monk Chihui looked at Gu Xiechen with a smile on his face, made a Buddha seal with his hands on his chest, and said with a smile: "Venerable Sir, can you break the poor monk's Zen skills?"

Zhehua picked his ears carelessly. He pointed at the monk Chi Hui and yelled: "What are you doing? What kind of bullshit Zen skills? I will find ten or eight women for you and break your virgin body. Let's see if you can still practice Zen skills."

,Zen Kung Fu!”

The smile of the monk Chi Hui remained unchanged: "The donor invited me. The poor monk is also very good at Zen practice. It is difficult for an ordinary woman to break the poor monk's Zen practice."

Zhehua was furious and immediately pointed at Monk Chihui and cursed him.

The scolding monk Hui laughed and scolded Zhehua, and his words were obscene. The shamelessness of his words was almost different from that of Zhehua.

Gu Xiechen's eyes flickered with spiritual light. He suddenly took out a thunder bead and shook his hand to hit the mountain where the monkey master and apprentice were trapped. This thunder bead was the aura of heavenly tribulation when many disciples of Jiuyou Dao collectively advanced to the realm.

It was condensed into thunder beads by Gu Xiechen with great magic power.

Monk Chihui looked at the thunder bead and just shook his head. His Zen skills were so mysterious, how could ordinary magical powers break through them? This thunder bead looked ordinary, it was nothing more than a common thunder spell, so how could he break through the magic that he had inherited?

The Dharma of those two supreme beings?

Something that surprised Monk Chihui happened. The Heavenly Tribulation Pearl thrown by Gu Xiechen floated straight through the Tianya Buddhist Forbidden set up by Monk Chihui, and landed directly on the body of the mountain. Immediately afterwards, there was a message in the void.

There was an incredible amount of pressure, and a huge scarlet eye suddenly appeared in the void, staring blankly at the mountain and the Chihui monk.

"The Eye of Heavenly Tribulation!" Monk Chihui exclaimed: "This is... this is the power of heaven. How can you mobilize the power of heaven?"

Gu Xiechen sneered and ignored the monk Chihui. Ordinary divine passage methods could not break through this monk's Buddhist taboo, so what about the pure power of heavenly tribulation?

More than 100,000 disciples of Jiuyou Dao have collectively advanced to the realm. The power of this calamity is simply so great that it makes people despair. The scarlet eye of calamity rotates and suddenly erupts countless thunders and fires from heaven and earth, containing countless purple thunders.

, like tens of thousands of crazy dragons chopping down on the head.

With just one blow, Monk Chihui's mountain shattered into pieces.

Then all forty-eight thunderbolts struck Monk Chihui's body. Monk Chihui's protective Buddha light barely withstood nineteen rounds of thunder before shattering, and the remaining thunder was about to blow him to pieces.

Soon after, a colorful bodhi stick suddenly spurted out from the monk Chihui's body and easily blocked the monk's bald head.

The thunderbolt that was enough to destroy half of the Huiyan Snow Mountain fell on the bodhi stick. Not even a trace of light or shadow was stirred, and it was completely annihilated as if it had never existed. The ugly monk with an ugly face grasped it.

Holding the Bodhi stick, he glanced coldly at Gu Xiechen, then suddenly raised the Bodhi stick and waved it, and dozens of thin golden lights fell from the sky with graceful Sanskrit chants.

Gu Xiechen's face also changed slightly. Just now, a single Buddha's light blocked the road and could not be broken. Now, dozens of Buddha's lights fell together. The scolding monk took the Bodhi stick and simply changed into a different person.

It was as if Gu Xiechen had grasped the Pangu flag and exerted frightening power.

Where does this bodhi stick come from?

Gu Xiechen was thinking about the origin and identity of the monk Chihui, but the old monks and nuns had already made their choices.

All the monks and nuns kowtowed to the Buddhist scriptures for a while. The oldest and most senior monk held up the Buddhist scriptures tremblingly and taught the monks and nuns the essence of "Little Sumeru's Three Thousand Worlds Zen Skill".

This group of old monks and nuns have been practicing in the snowy mountains for who knows how many years. Their Zen power has already reached the peak of Daluo Jinxian. However, they have hundreds of millions in property but don’t know how to spend it. What they know in daily life is nothing.

They are just some superficial Buddhist teachings that I have understood by myself.

Now that they have obtained this exquisite Little Sumeru Three Thousand Worlds Zen Skill, these monks and nuns have mastered its mystery in just a moment and a half. Some even stretched out their hands, and a boundless wonderful realm was faintly formed in their palms.

Monk Chi Hui stared at the old nun Wu Xing, and sneered repeatedly: "Is it possible that Zen Master Wu Xing looks down on this kind of Zen skills?"

The asexual old nun was silent for a while, then suddenly took a few steps back. She bowed and said, "Asexual has little luck. She only wants to practice pure and free, but she doesn't want to join the sect. Please forgive me."

Monk Chihui looked at the sexless old nun coldly, nodded and said, "That's all. In the future, when you return to Yan Daxue Mountain, it will be Shen'aoyu's other courtyard. However, you and your disciples cannot live in Daxue Mountain. Just take care of yourself."

!”

With a wave of his hand, the monk Chihui sent the asexual old nun away millions of miles away.

The sexless old nun sneered and glanced at the top of the snow-capped mountains where the Buddha's light was flourishing. She shook her bald head proudly, turned around and flew away on a cloud of white clouds. But she didn't even care about her other disciples, she just looked after herself.

Leaving the Snowy Mountains.

A low sound of Sanskrit singing came from the depths of the Snowy Mountains. An old monk with a height of two feet and a red skin walked slowly out of the Buddha light cast by the monk Chi Hui. In his hands, countless monastery mountains and forests flashed faintly. He looked at Gu Xiechen

He shouted sternly: "Bad Monk Dalong, Lord Evil Dragon, do you dare to enter the secret realm of my Little Three Thousand Buddha Kingdom to fight?"

After a brief pause, Zen Master Dalong shouted loudly: "I have trillions of disciples in Daxue Mountain, and you and other disciples also number in the billions. Poor innocent sentient beings, why should I hurt their lives in vain?"

Gu Xiechen glanced at the Great Dragon Zen Monk coldly, nodded slowly and said: "If I win, I will take away 1,600 people from the Daxue Mountain. Can you agree?"

While Zen Master Dalong was hesitating, a scolding monk's voice suddenly came to his ears.

Zen Master Dalong nodded immediately and said with a smile: "If you can escape from the secret realm of the poor monk, you can take others out of it!"

Gu Xiechen nodded and smiled, and flew towards Zen Master Dalong.
Chapter completed!