From ancient times to the present, there have been many people who have been called holy monks, but there is only one who can truly be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people and be called a living Buddha without any controversy...

That is a Taoist monk who wears rags and rags and travels around asking for alms, helping the poor, treating illnesses and saving lives. His common name is: Jigong.

In addition, "Subduing the Dragon and Subduing the Tiger" and "Xuan Zang's Argument", whether as a human being or as a Buddha, give people the impression that they are more purposeful, far less pure, and relatively more controversial.

Yan Wuya didn't expect that Monk Kongjian would have a heart comparable to that of a saint, nor did he expect that he would have such a long-cherished wish.

However, he couldn't help but think in his heart:

"Is it so easy to become a living Buddha?

Even if he could conquer Qin Yao, who would confer him the title of Living Buddha?

If it's all from the heart, what's the difference between it and putting gold on one's own face?"

Of course, back to the topic, now that he has something to ask for, he can't say to his face, "What are you bragging about?" He can only agree with a look of reverence: "In ancient times, Sakyamuni cut his flesh and fed it to eagles, and Taoism helped the poor. Today,

If you have time to see the mountain, you can suppress the demons and eliminate the evil calamities. Thousands of years later, everyone will praise you and you will be a sage."

Seeing that the monk was scratched, Kong smiled slightly: "It's too early to say this now. I hope that the devil in the world you talk about will not disappoint me."

Yan Wuya: "..."

I just echoed it, do you take it seriously???

Shortly after.

Yan Wuya brought Kong Jian to the White Jade Tower, pointed at the pavilion emitting demonic energy and said, "Master, this demon tower is Qin Yao's property."

"It's really so evil!" Kong Jian said coldly and solemnly.

Yan Wuya nodded slightly: "Master, what do you think we should do with these vixens?"

"Fahai can bring the White Snake to the Leifeng Pagoda forever, and I can also bring these fox monsters back to the Jing Nian Zen Sect and keep the Demon Locking Pagoda forever." Kong Jian said.

Yan Wuya: "..."

It's a bit unbearable.

This monk is good at everything, but it is a bit offensive to talk about comparing himself to the sages.

This is not what the phrase "seeing the wise and thinking about them" means!

"Master Dao, you are back. Is this a pedicure or a massage?" At this time, Supervisor Yao, who had received Yan Wuya before, saw them and took the initiative to ask.

Yan Wuya: "..."

Kong Jian: "..."

"Ahem..." Yan Wuya cleared his throat and tried to explain.

"I brought a new friend with me this time." Manager Yao looked at the monk's shining head and said with a smile: "My Buddha is merciful, and the monk is 20% off."

Yan Wuya: "..."

Kong Jian: "..."

"Stop talking!" Seeing that the female supervisor was still planning to speak, Yan Wuya was really frightened and shouted.

If this guy talks about something that he doesn't want, how can he face Kong Jian?

Manager Yao: "???"

You're so good, why did you suddenly get angry?

Are you still resenting the fact that you couldn't get it?

"Master, the rest is up to you." Yan Wuya turned around and said.

Kong Jian nodded slightly, and with a snap of his fingers, a beam of energy flew out of the air and hit Supervisor Yao, locking him in place.

Then he took out a palm-sized Jinlan bag from his arms and strode towards the club.

"Master Tao, and this master, what are you going to do? Let me go quickly!" Supervisor Yao froze on the spot and shouted loudly.

However, the monks all ignored her and walked into the club together.

"Who are you?"

After receiving the news, Jiale quickly rushed downstairs and asked the monk in a low voice.

"Peng."

Kong Jian snapped his fingers and stopped him in place, then raised his pocket and pointed it at a vixen in the hall.

"receive!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the pure and beautiful girl didn't even have time to scream in agony. She instantly turned into a stream of light and was sucked into the bag.

"receive."

"receive."

"receive……"

Kong Jian walks in the club, and whenever he encounters a vixen, he shouts and puts it in his pocket. As for the customers he encounters in the process, as long as the other party spits out fragrance, he will restrain himself and silence him, which is extremely domineering.

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When collecting demons, he did so openly and without any hesitation, so the news quickly spread to Qin Yao.

Qin Yao hurried over with his legs pressed against the magic talisman. He pointed at Director Yao's shoulder, unblocked her acupuncture point, and then rushed into the hall without stopping.

"That's him you're talking about, right?"

At this time, Kong Jian, who was standing in front of a huge vase in the hall, raised his head slightly.

Yan Wuya nodded silently.

"Yan Wuya, you've crossed the line." Qin Yao glanced at him and said coldly.

Yan Wuya was silent and silent, waiting for Master Kong Jian to perform.

"Donor, you have a demon in your heart!"

Kong Jian looked at Qin Yao with a satisfied look on his face, and said to himself: This son should be the guardian of my Pure Mind Zen Sect. Just like the black bear spirit subdued by Guanyin Bodhisattva in Journey to the West.

Qin Yao heard the reputation and said: "Monk, you are mentally retarded!"

Sora's smile faltered.

"No matter where you are a monk from, or what temptations you have heard, I advise you to think carefully about whether you have the qualifications to be an enemy of Maoshan." Qin Yao said coldly, not wanting to be the kind of big-hearted enemy.

As long as the other party is not obsessed with ghosts, they will be a little worried when they hear Maoshan's name, right?

"Amitabha."

Kong Jian clasped his hands together and said seriously: "Donor, can you let this poor monk ask a few questions?"

Qin Yao said expressionlessly: "Master, please speak."

Kong Jian raised the pocket in his hand and said solemnly: "First question, did you keep the group of foxes in this poor monk's pocket?"

"yes."

"Second question, I heard that you also raise ghosts and zombies?"

"This is not the right question." Qin Yao shook his head and said.

"Oh?" Kong Jian glanced at Yan Wuya, then turned around: "What's wrong?"

"I raised the ghosts, and my master raised the little zombies." Qin Yao said.

Kong Jian: "..."

Can this be inherited??

"Any more questions?" Qin Yao said calmly.

Kong Jian shook his head and said: "It seems that after I transform you, it is necessary to meet your master."

Qin Yao's eyes turned cold: "Are you really going to make a big mistake?"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "I don't know what you are talking about, poor monk." Kong Jian said, raising his right hand, and a golden power centered on his palm quickly condensed into a golden ball.

The Buddha's hand flew towards Qin Yao.

"Damn it, I can't even understand what I'm saying. You really are a retard." Qin Yao turned sideways and swung his fist, hitting the Buddha's hand hard with his fist and evil wind.

"boom."

A bright golden light suddenly lit up at the junction of the fist and palm, and an invisible energy swept across in all directions in a wave shape.

"Dengdengglao."

Qin Yao felt a wild force hitting him with his fist, and he took several steps back, leaving deep footprints with each step, before he was able to resolve the force.

A look of surprise flashed across Sora Jian's face, as if he didn't expect that the opponent's physical fitness was so strong.

"Peng!"

Qin Yao kicked the ground with his right foot, rose up from the ground, and waved his arms to hit the monk. His thick arms emitted bursts of golden light as he ran, like the hands of gods.
To be continued...