"The same third grade seems to be the difference in combat experience!"

Wang Foer waved his hand and asked Zhiloujia to release Lingshan, and called back two guardian gods. Although Lingshan is not young, it is only fifty, sixty, seventy, eighty or ninety, and spent most of his life practicing in Lantu Temple. The two guardian gods, at least seventy or eighty or eighty, have followed the monks of this temple for many years and experienced many battles. The use of martial arts in Lantu Temple has reached its peak, and every move is a thousand and a thousand and a hundred battles.

Lingshan was released by Zhiloujia, and his face looked extremely angry and embarrassed. He glanced at Wang Fo'er fiercely, turned around and walked into the middle of the monks in the Great Zizai Courtyard, sat down, closed his eyes and meditated.

"I said I was leaving, but Lingshan was openly letting go. I have a way to deal with such a tantrum."

Wang Foer smiled and said, "Senior Brother Lingshan is old and looks a little tired. Senior Brother from Dazizaiyuan, please get in the car and rush to the road!"

He raised his hand and threw it, and a red light appeared. A fine copper chariot with eight red flame dragon beasts pulling Yi fell across the ground. Several elders from the Dazi Zaiyuan looked at each other and had no choice but to stretch out their hands to transport Lingshan.

Lingshan snorted coldly, but did not resist. The three elders of Ren Dazizaiyuan sent him onto the fine copper chariot. The Buddha carried the titular name and thanked Wang Foer for his kindness. He also took the elders of the Vajra Academy to the fine copper chariot and sat down.

This fine copper chariot can accommodate twenty or thirty soldiers to run, and it is naturally more than enough to sit down eight elders. Wang Foer called a monk and drove the car, and he also sat down next to the Buddha's chasm.

"Since everyone has enough rest, we will rush to get off to Xiaolingyun Temple before we can rest!"

Wang Fo'er's order was passed down, and the monks also packed their luggage and drove away the red-haired ostrich, followed the Jinggong Chariot and began to continue their journey.

In the corner of the fine copper chariot, Mu Yuanzhi's armor, sabers, bows and arrows, flame beast guns, and some groceries collected by Wang Foer were scattered. Mu Yuanzhi's relics were rare treasures, but he was selling these things on the battlefield for money, but now he looked a little petty.

Wang Foer smiled and said to Fotushi: "The elder Buddha Tushi recites the subtle principles of Dharma, and I want to ask for advice!"

When Fotushi heard this, he was immediately excited and immediately spit out a waterfall, his tongue burst into a lotus platform, and he started to speak incessantly. Wang Foer also asked in detail about the confusion in his heart. When he arrived at Xiaolingyun Temple, he realized that he had gained a lot.

The Buddhist teachings of Landatha Temple require that one thought produces all dharmas, use the power of thought to generate magic power, and use the power of magic to promote all kinds of wonderful magic. The efficiency of the transformation of mind power and magic power is the most critical to the power of magic.

When practicing psychic power, Lanta Temple does not specialize in magic. However, many martial arts are both martial arts and martial arts. While cultivating true qi, you can also exercise psychic power. The Buddha practices the seal method of the large and small heavens in the Vajra Academy, and the exercise psychic method is the best.

After listening to the mental formula of this martial arts, Wang Foer knew that it was not consistent with his current approach. The two Buddhist scriptures he chose in Baose, the Great Sun Sutra and the practice notes of the Wuhuo were also outstanding works in this type of martial arts. When he was in the Great Landatha Temple, Kumaragupta did not allow him to start practicing.

Wang Foer made a brief choice, but decided to start with the Great Sun Sutra, which was passed down from the lineage of infinite light and fire, as the basic martial arts of practicing mindfulness and true qi.

There are so many monks standing outside Xiaolingyun Temple and waiting for a long time, but no one is greeted. Wang Foer didn't think so at first, but Elder Tan Guang from the Great Freedom Court couldn't help but say, "The host of Xiaolingyun Temple is my personal disciple. Our temple sent people to the presidency of Daleiyin Temple, and we have sent people to inform some temples along the way, so they won't know. I guess that Xiaolingyun Temple has already had some accidents, and the old monk volunteered to go and see!"

Wang Foer pondered for a moment and said, "There are dozens of monks in Xiaolingyun Temple. If there is an accident, I am afraid that Elder Tan Guang will go alone. It will be unsafe. I want to invite the four elders of the Dazizaiyuan to take action together. I wonder if it is possible?"

The old monk from Lingshan snorted coldly. He had not been pretending to meditate for a long time. Lingshan unexpectedly did not object to Wang Foer's proposal. He showed cautious thoughts on his fat face, and he used his skills and seemed to be listening.

Seeing Lingshan's exercise of his power, his ears were shaking, and Wang Fo'er did not dare to speak and held his breath.

"There is still aura of a living person in the temple, not being captured by corpse soldiers. I can't notice any abnormality. I am very likely to have a master with a higher level of cultivation than me, hiding in the temple."

After hearing this, Wang Fo'er immediately said: "Then I'd better ask the eight elders to take action together and see who is the sacred."

In Lingshan, the Buddha nodded and said yes. The nine people came out of the fine copper chariot together, and Wang Foer turned it into a sealed town. He ordered all the monks to set up a battle formation and strode towards Xiaolingyun Temple.

Wang Foer took the lead without knocking on the door. He jumped onto the wall and rushed towards the main hall of Xiaolingyun Temple.

Lingshan, Tanguang, Fotushi and others didn't want to steal the limelight at this time. They were divided into two rows and ranked behind Wang Foer. They had to do enough face skills to the outside world.

Dozens of monks were tied into the hall with thick ropes. Wang Foer saw it at first sight and felt amused. He turned his sleeves and said loudly: "I don't know which master comes, why did I detain my Buddhist disciple?"

A strong voice of a domineering voice sounded faintly: "I am a fire ape, little monk, this is the second time you have seen me."

Wang Fo'er looked back in surprise. A tall and majestic man with a fiery red battle robe moved from the void. At first, he didn't know what magical powers he had, but he hid his body.

"So it's senior general of Fire Ape. You have a great friendship with my master. The little monk should hold the elder's rituals. Are you waiting for me specifically?"

The Fire Ape General smiled and replied, "Yes, I was very surprised when I heard that Wang Foer, you are going to take charge of the Great Leiyin Temple. However, since ancient times, heroes have become young people, and Wang Foer, you have such a bright future, how can I not come to win over first? These monks are just not very obedient, I will let them be quiet. I still disdain to come thousands of miles to attack these thieves."

Wang Foer was thinking in his belly, and was about to respond, General Huo Ape had already identified his purpose.
Chapter completed!