The next day, the opening of the Tianfo Temple for an hour and a half, and the number of pilgrims and believers gradually increased.

Many of these pilgrims were women and elderly people in the city.

Of course, there are also some unemployed poor people. They heard that all the Buddhas in the West had come to the world and came to worship, hoping that the national teacher Pudu Cihang and his disciples would come to save their difficulties after receiving their wishes.

The monk was dealing with the pilgrims coming and going when suddenly, he saw a group of monks wearing hats walking in.

These monks are tall and tall, and are one head taller than others, which attracts the eyes of pilgrims and believers.

If someone counts carefully, there are eighteen of these monks in total.

"Are you here to place an order? Come with me." The monk Zhike said politely when he saw it.

"I'll look for your abbot." A monk in the head said, his tone was cold, as if he didn't have any feelings.

When the monk heard this, he was stunned.

The abbot once told them not to disturb him at will.

Shortly after Pudu Cihang became the national master, he felt that the abbot had changed a lot. He often locked himself in the abbot's room and rarely came to the front hall of the temple.

Moreover, there are many strange people who say they are friends of the abbot and live in the depths of the temple.

"I have to report..." The monk from Zhike claimed his guilt and was about to leave.

"No need to report, we are disciples of the national teacher." The monk in charge said.

The monk Zhike was shocked, and the abbot's later change was that he respected the national teacher Pudu Cihang very much.

If I neglect the disciples of the national master, I will definitely be blamed...

He trembled and led the eighteen monks to the abbot's room.

While he walked, he thought about the news that had been heard recently

——Thunder sound in the West, to save the world.

He is now nineteen years old and at the age of eight, he entered Tianfo Temple to be a monk. He has been a monk for a long time, but he actually does not believe in Buddhism.

After all, over the years, he has prayed for many wishes to Buddha and Bodhisattva, but not one of them has come true.

He even disbelief even more of the "Thunder sound in the West, entrusting the world to save the troubles" and so on.

But for some reason, the abbot and the temple, who rarely spoke during this period, summoned the monks the day before yesterday and said that the national master Pudu Cihang and his disciples were really the Buddhas in the Western Paradise.

The abbot and the temple instructed them that the pilgrims and believers came here to worship Buddha, and they would explain this to them. In this way, their worship of Buddha will be more effective.

If the national master and his disciples are really reincarnated by the Buddhas of the Western Heaven, then what are the reincarnations of the more than a dozen men behind me... The monk from Zhigu wanted to look back, but he didn't dare.

"Abbot, there is a customer to look for him." The monk from Zhike went outside the abbot's room, clasped his hands together, and shouted loudly.

Who is it? A big centipede squirmed and got into the human skin.

He ate his predecessor and got the skin of his predecessor, but he had no memory of his predecessor. He hated some of his predecessor's friends and wealthy families in the city who had met his predecessor.

Whenever he saw the suspicious look on the other person's face, he was afraid that he would be exposed, so he wanted to eat the other person.

But if you eat the other person and others find that the last place where the other person appears is Tianfo Temple, the Tianfo Temple will become an unlucky reputation.

In this way, his ancestor would not let him go.

After he put on his skin, he opened the door and saw eighteen tall monks.

"It's you..." He was shocked and then asked Zhike Monk to retreat.

"Where are them?" asked the monk in charge.

When the abbot heard this, he knew his intention and took them to the depths of Tianfo Temple.

They walked all the way to a small courtyard and then into a hall.

The abbot pinched the magic trick with his hand and pointed it at the void a few times.

As his fingers pointed, black ripples appeared in the air.

The next moment, at the rumbling sound, they moved the wall facing each other away, and a corridor appeared.

Jiuyou Ancestor and others were like frightened birds. When they heard the underground palace being opened, they were shocked.

The first thought in their minds was that the Thousand-Handed Guanyin had been found.

After a while, they saw that the abbot and eighteen monks had walked in, and felt relieved and breathed out.

When Jiuyou Ancestor and others saw them, they were immediately delighted.

They didn't know if the Thousand-Handed Guanyin was still in Jinhua City, so they wanted to instigate the eighteen centipedes to go to Qingfeng Temple to touch those guys.

"Little centipedes, what are you here to do?" asked the ancestor Jiuyou.

When they first heard this title, all the Eighteen Monks were displeased.

"Don't you know?" the monk in charge said coldly.

"What do you know?" Jiuyou's ancestor frowned, feeling that he hadn't seen him for a few months, and the momentum of these eighteen small centipedes seemed a little arrogant.

Seeing the two sides looking a little nervous, the abbot hurriedly said, "The national master and his disciples are the descendants of the Buddhas in the West."

"They are the eighteen Arhats."

When Jiuyou Ancestor and others heard this, they were stunned at first, and then laughed.

The ancestor Jiuyou said to the monk in charge: "Then what kind of arhat are you? Are you a dragon-subduing arhat?"

"That's right!" The monk in charge spit out two words.

Suddenly, Jiuyou Ancestor and others laughed even more happily.

"Then in this way, isn't the big centipede the reincarnation of the Buddha Tathagata?" Jiuyou said with a smile.

Some junior evil monks didn't dare to laugh after hearing this, because they couldn't afford to offend the big centipede spirit.

But the older monks, including "mountain of corpses, sea of ​​blood, hell on earth", laughed so happily.

The Eighteen Arhats listened and blue veins appeared on their foreheads, but they were blocked by a hat and could not be seen by others.

These evil cultivators who know their background will definitely be eliminated by them.

But now they still have some usefulness.

This morning, they all received the incense and vows, which will have a great effect on their current practice and their future transformation into dragons.

If these evil cultivators reveal their background to the decent monks, they will affect their incense.

The incense that influenced them to the people of Leiyin Temple.

They should let these evil cultivators shut up.

The dragon-subduing Arhat turned his head and glanced at the other monks, and the other monks understood.

Suddenly, eighteen monks formed seals in their hands and chanted:

"The eighteen Arhats Dharma Halls are here."

Suddenly, eighteen different Sanskrit seals emerged from the front of them, emitting shaking golden light, and suppressing them towards the Jiuyou Patriarch.

When the ancestor Jiuyou saw it, he was shocked and thought to himself, where did these fake monks learn the true Buddhism?

His right hand raised, and five cracks were cracked in the air. At the sound of the flowing water, a piece of arms was stained with black water evil energy and stretched out from the crack.

The palms of the hands were spread out like flowers, pressing them on the eighteen Sanskrit seals.

As soon as these palms touched the Sanskrit seal, they seemed to touch the extremely hot soldering iron, making a "slight" sound.

When the ancestor Jiuyou saw that the Sanskrit seal was so fierce, he was shocked again. Five cracks were cracked in the air when his left hand raised.

The dense arms stretched out from the cracks one after another, and then pushed towards the eighteen Sanskrit seals.
Chapter completed!