Authentic Magic Gate - Chapter 237

[Chapter 237 Hob Meat]

Ye Ting himself knew that when he visualized it like this, the power of his divine sense would be consumed too much. Competing with your opponent, you will lose sooner or later.

It’s just that he is strong, and the other party is unwilling to continue to try.

The demon-subduing pestle slammed down fiercely, smashing a hole in the skull of the behemoth, and Yan Mo rushed in with crimson flames all over his body, burning a wide passage all the way.

boom!

The skull of the entire Hongmeng beast exploded, revealing the body of Yan Mo.

Yan Mo stared at the fortress, his eyes twisted several times, and finally fell on Ye Ting.

Ye Ting hooked his fingers at him, Yan Mo gritted his teeth, but he still endured. In the practice, it is much more than this unbearable situation. If you can’t bear it, you will not be today.

The other party is only arrogant for a while. After the Brahma Heaven formation is arranged, this place will be cut out separately, and I will no longer worry about the destruction of the leylines. At that time, it will be your death.

Yan Mo was furious, but it didn’t flare up immediately. He wants Ye Ting to understand how stupid it is to provoke a Buddhist monk.

Ye Ting also understood the other party’s thoughts, thinking that I am in the magic cicada, if I can’t, I can still take the Qiankun lock to escape, and the Qiankun lock is underground to escape, can you still bite me?

Below the fortress, in the soil, the ground dragons were visualized by Ye Ting, walking underground, and began to destroy the formation arranged by the Buddhist monks. In this way, the movements of the Buddhist monks were even slower. In the sky, Jinzhou on the other side had to start attacking again. It was better to rely on Yanmo alone to deal with large targets. There is a golden boat and Buddha light to deal with.

Under Ye Ting’s repeated harassment, Yan Mo spent half a day talking about the formation of the formation. Within a radius of thousands of miles, the Buddha’s light suddenly flourished, and the Sanskrit sound was rolling.

Ye Ting’s castle quickly disappeared in place. The monks in the castle looked around through the formation, and saw gold and jade everywhere, pagodas like forests. On the hills in the distance, Bodhi becomes yin, and below is a monk shrouded in the light of Buddha, who is teaching a few Buddhist monks.

The monk shrouded in the Buddha’s light suddenly looked at the fortress and pointed his finger at it. Ye Ting hesitated for a while and walked out of the fortress. Anyway, this body is the projection of a magic cicada, and if it was lost, it would only take a few days to recover.

That monk was like a mortal, he didn’t seem to have any power, but the Buddha’s light emitted from his body was not fake. It was the first time Ye Ting met someone who couldn’t judge his strength.

If it is someone else, he can at least tell a realm, even if it is wrong, Ye Ting is simply unable to judge this monk.

“Master called me over, what are your orders?”

A white cloud under Ye Ting’s feet floated to the hill and bowed to the monk.

“Little donor, let’s discuss, you leave the Brahma formation, how about we each take a step back this time? I promise that Baige Temple will not trouble you in Luozhou.”

“Why is this? The master wants Ye’s life, just come and take it, why bother to bully others?”

“Good, monks don’t lie. I said you can leave. No one in Baige Temple dares to touch you.”

“Are you the host of Baige Temple?” Ye Ting had a mocking expression.

“Well, it’s me.” The monk replied calmly.

Ye Ting is also speechless. You don’t go to the frontal battlefield. As the host of Baige Temple, there are dozens of Arhats under him. What are you asking me to do?

“I came here in person to destroy the Taoist line of the Moon Sword Sect. The Moon Sword Sect slaughtered nine major sects, and has already entered the devil’s way. Baige Temple will never give up on this matter. The donor is only interested, and you can join me. Zong.”

“Ye has his own inheritance.”

“I don’t want you to become a monk, but to join forces with Baige Temple to destroy the cult of Moon Sword Sect.”

“Is it interesting?” Ye Ting raised his hand and stopped the host of Baige Temple from continuing to preach. He said coldly, “Tell me, why?”

The host of Baige Temple looked up and down Ye Ting before saying, “It’s a projection.”

“I’m afraid you’ll catch me.”

“In the Brahma formation, do you really think you can escape?”

“Why do you want to run away? If you run away, don’t you mean that I am wrong? Besides, I can ask my master to take action once. If you dare to touch me, my master will tear the void… fuck you. The mountain gate of Baige Temple destroyed the entire mountain gate, up and down, 946,100 bald heads were completely killed.”

“It’s boring for you to say that. If the cultivators in the virtual realm could be so unscrupulous, I would have immediately taken action and cleaned up Yinzhou. The Moon Sword Sect is doing the opposite, and soon there will be a series of calamities, and few sword cultivators can escape.”

“My master can really be unscrupulous, but only a few times. If you don’t believe it, forget it, just come and kill me.” Ye Ting spread his hands, looking indifferent.

“You are so confident, do you really think I can’t find your body? Your body is underground, three thousand feet away. For me, it’s just a slap in the face.”

Ye Ting smiled, turned his body sideways, and said to the host of Baige Temple, “Please slap your face.”

“You are so thick-skinned, it’s a pity not to enter Buddhism.”

Ye Ting was in awe, turned over, and said to the host of Baige Temple: “Ye made a slip of the tongue, this matter was originally not discussed, and I didn’t expect the master to see it clearly.”

“Of course it’s transparent. I’ve seen people from Xiaoleiyin Temple. How about you?”

“I heard that it is very strong and irresistible.”

“So Xiaoleiyin Temple wants me to integrate the Eight Hundred Continents with Baige Temple, what choice do I have? You join Baige Temple, you can be regarded as being sheltered by Xiaoleiyin Temple. The conditions of Xiaoleiyin Temple are extremely broad, you keep it. You can practice in the Demon Sect, and even set up another sect under Baige Temple.”

“Master, I respect you for telling the truth, but to me… what is Xiaoleiyin Temple?” Ye Ting raised his head and said, “The Taoist schools say different things, they don’t conspire with each other. This sentence is also common in the Demon Gate.”

“Seeing the portal, it’s a pity.”

“This is a dispute over doctrine, not a question of portals. I remember my master told me that the monks of the three religions all have one thing in common.”

“What characteristics?” the host of Baige Temple asked with great interest.

“Everyone thought they were right.”

“Your master is really amazing.”

“Of course he’s amazing, and he’s also the person I admire most.” Ye Ting said word by word.

“Such a master can have an apprentice like you. I don’t think I can save you.” The host of Baige Temple said regretfully.

“No, no, no, all living beings have Buddha nature.” Ye Ting’s words made the host of Baige Temple dumbfounded.

“Master Ye, I already understand, you can go back.”

“What are you going to do back?”

“You go back to your fortress and wait for me to subdue the demons and exorcise the demons.”

“Why should I listen to you?”

“Do you want to die here?”

“I’m just a projection, it doesn’t matter if I go back or not.”

“Can you bear the loss of projection?”

“That’s my own business, Master, you are a Buddhist monk, can’t you see through this?”

“No wonder Senior Nephew Yanmo can’t do anything about you, he really is a young hero!”

“I’m no longer a teenager.” Ye Ting stood with his hands upright, not afraid of the host’s attack at any time. If he wants to be infected with karma with the other party, he needs to draw a line from the karma sky, unless the other party kills the projection himself, otherwise he has no ability to do anything on Luohan.

“Among mortals, a guy like you is called hob meat. Shizhu Ye, why do you have to be an enemy of Baige Temple?”

“I’m not an enemy of Baige Temple, I’m just practicing.” Ye Ting also answered patiently. Baige Temple was not afraid of Yu Wenxuan, but wanted to try to win over him. If he could win over, it would be worth paying a higher price.

“Then you will die here.” The host of Baige Temple folded his hands together and began to chant scriptures.

Ye Ting smiled slightly and sat on the ground. In his mouth, he also sang the same scriptures with the host of Baige Temple. The host of Baige Temple did not change his face, the two sat opposite each other, and the Sanskrit sound sounded in this world.

This world is very small, with a radius of less than ten miles, not even a small cave. It’s just a space cut out by the Brahma array. As the host of the Baige Temple sang, the golden light fell from the sky and landed on the fortress, dyeing the fortress into pure gold.

Ye Ting was neither in a hurry nor dry, and cooperated with the host of Baige Temple, and the rhythm of the voice followed the other party. The host of Baige Temple didn’t feel inappropriate yet, but the disciples around him became irritable.

“master!”

“Master, stop!”

The monks opened their mouths one after another to stop the presidency of Baige Temple.

The host of Baige Temple was surprised that the other party actually mixed the magic sound into the scriptures! How is this possible? You must know that Sanskrit is the purest thing in the world, and there is no advantage in subjugating demons and demons. When you reach your own realm, if you want to mix anything in Sanskrit, you must at least be close to your own strength.

How did this young man do it?

The host stopped, but Ye Ting continued to recite the scriptures. The host of Baige Temple was even more surprised, because the scriptures that Ye Ting recited were the parts that he had not yet read, and they were correct.

Although this scripture is treasured by Baige Temple, it has not been circulated outside, but it is difficult to say the method of door-to-door. It is not surprising that Ye Ting knew the second half of the scriptures. The strange thing was that when Ye Ting recited the scriptures, the golden light from the sky continued to fall without stopping.

“My Buddha is merciful!” The host of Baige Temple stopped drinking, and Ye Ting shook his body before he stopped. Then the golden light in the sky disappeared, and there was a cracking sound.

“Why, do you have to kill you with my own hands?” The host of Baige Temple had a dangerous premonition in his heart. Although he didn’t quite believe that killing Ye Ting would cause any trouble, he had to pay attention to the feeling in his heart.

“Master, you are the cause, and I am the fruit. If Baige Temple didn’t come to join in the fun, we might never know each other. So it’s not that I want you to kill me, it’s that you came uninvited.”

“Bodhisattvas are afraid of causes, and mortals are afraid of consequences. But I am not a bodhisattva, and you are not a mortal.” The host of Baige Temple said solemnly.