The three-necked cauldron is used to burn incense. The corresponding one happens to be the three Buddha sects. The monks on both sides are distributing incense, one of which is as thick as half an arm.

Whoever has the popularity will make greater profits in the future! This is an obvious sideline.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the square was treacherous.

Generally speaking, the three major Buddha sects are all giants, and it should be difficult to decide between these tribes, or burn incense as before.

But a strange scene happened, and a tribal leader shouted: "I'll come first!"

He took the incense and inserted it directly into the cauldron of Mount Mani. Then, with his beginning, the commotion of the tribe's senior officials began to burn incense.

The big tripods they burned incense were all the Mani Mountains and Tibetan Buddhas, which were almost ten to one ratio.

This made the female monks of the Hinayana Holy Sect look ugly and even angry. Many female monks clenched their fists and gritted their teeth in anger.

"Longzha tribe, Qiqi tribe, Yesen tribe... These bastards actually turned against them!"

At this moment, the monk Huba and the monk Lu Zhen took a look at the female monk Wuyang, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of their mouths!

The female monk Wuyang was also angry at this moment, and her face turned red. This was obviously someone was plaguing the matter behind the scenes, otherwise it would not be so dismal. If this continues, she would not be able to get a share of the next major plan of the Buddhist sect.

"Wait!" she stood up.

His eyes were like a knife, with a sense of majesty and beauty in his sharpness: "Two, what does this mean?"

"What does it mean?" The monk Huba looked confused.

Lu Zhen opened his eyes and said sarcastically: "Wuyang Female Monk, this is Dunhuang's decision. Do you still want to disobey?"

"Okay, very good!" The female monk of Wuyang frowned, very angry. The scale under the wide gilded Buddha's clothes was probably not small, but she knew that there was nothing she could do with them, so she looked directly at the tribes in the square.

She didn't say a word, but her eyes were terrifying and scary. She was the kind of person who refused to recognize relatives and was sharp and authoritative, but she was bizarre and beautiful, with a unique charm.

The leaders of the tribes in the square were all shocked, especially those who once burned incense to the Hinayana saints but now turned against each other.

"Hmph, keep going!" The monk Lu Zhen snorted coldly and looked at Hu Ba, with bad intentions and scheming, thinking that you must admit defeat this time!

"This woman's eyes are so fierce. She must have never been treated by a man." Yang Wei muttered in a dark mind.

Zhou Jian's attention was not on this, but was interested in watching the disputes within the Buddhist sect.

"Why are the two sides so unionable? If it was just a little profit, it wouldn't be like this, right?" He looked at Tuli.

Tuli said fearfully and obscurely: "I don't know much about this, this is not very clear."

"It seems that someone had once had an idea of ​​a female monk from Mount Mani and Tibetan Buddhas in the Hinayana Holy Sect, which caused the wrath of the monk Wuyang, and the conflict arose."

"And the Hinayana Holy Sect does not allow believers to sacrifice themselves or steal women, which is why the Hinayana Holy Sect is almost all women."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Jian, Yang Wei, and Master Ku were shocked. Is there anything wrong with this?

"That means a relationship that one party provides protection but the other party wants to plunder?" Zhou Jian narrowed his eyes, not expecting that this woman had such a heart.

"Yes!" Tuli nodded. Women in the Western Regions have always been a kind of resource for competition.

Half an hour later, the incident ended with the angrily leaving the seat by the monk Wuyang. The cauldron under her seat was scarce, but only a few tribes were pitiful.
Chapter completed!