"The great power of the Heavenly Dragon, the World-Honored Ksitigarbha, the Prajna Buddhas, Prajna Bamakong! The Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Dragons!"

Lin Fei drove away the curse, made a seal with one hand, and his plain robes turned into shadows and flew out in a swish. https://

Then, I saw the eighteen golden dragon tattoos on Lin Fei.

It is the strengthened Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

In an instant, eighteen golden lights were dazzling, and eighteen dragon roars echoed the entire hall.

The crazy dragon dances randomly, and the flying dragon is in the sky.

It shocked the entire Jinshan Temple! It seemed as if the earth was shaking.

Mana Power originally thought that his "standing Arhat Golden Body" was invulnerable to swords and guns, and all evil was not invaded.

But when Lin Fei's eighteen spells, the golden dragon burst into progress, he was restless and even crazy! Annoyed!!

He has practiced all his life and has seen many strong people, but he has seen such a perverted strong person there.

I have used all my brains in my life and never thought that the other party could practice such magical skills!

In an instant, he thought of a hundred regrets in his heart, wishing that time would stop at this moment and give him a chance to repent?

However, it was too late, eighteen golden lights roared out, carrying the arrogant divine power and breaking through his dantian.

The cultivation level turned into a bloody energy, and it was all unloaded at once.

Then, in the blink of an eye, all eighteen golden lights fell into Lin Fei's body.

In the void, the dragon roar echoed, and the majesty remained undispersed.

The golden light slowly faded from Lin Fei's left and right. He looked down at the magic power kneeling on the ground and said lightly: "Do you think you are qualified to listen to my explanation?"

The mana was so scared that he almost paralyzed. He opened his mouth and seemed to be begging for mercy, but because his body was uncontrollable, he could not speak at all.

The Fahai he remembered was not like this at all. When was that weak scholar so strong?

This is not the Fahai, and it is the Vajra of the Angry Heaven that came to the West, the Unmoved King of Ming.

Lin Fei said lightly: "I will destroy your cultivation today and let you worship Buddha from your heart. I will leave it to you to clean the gate of Jinshan Temple. You have to do it well in this life."

The magic power did not expect the other party to kill him! His mind was shocked.

Out of awe of Lin Fei, he used all his strength to perform a kneeling ceremony.

Turning to the old monk Fang Bi.

At this time, the old monk was as stupid as a wooden chicken and as silent as a cicada.

Lin Fei smiled slightly, "I don't want to use my ultimate move either. You see, it's all him who forced me."

"Get the big move?"

"Senior Brother Fahai, what is the ultimate move?"

Lin Fei spat, "This... in my hometown language. A good student takes care of Mr. Fang Bi. Remember to study more and go out less. I'll go see the host first."

The monks were speechless.

Look at Fang Bi again, haha, if you offend the abbot, do you still want to leave?

Repent.

Everyone had already admired him so much that they were convinced.

"Greatly send me Brother Fahai."

...

After leaving the hall and walking to the door, the little monk Shifang had already changed into a dress.

The legs were clamped a little tightly.

"Senior Brother Fahai, how is the hall going on?"

Lin Fei smiled and said, "It's okay, it's all small things."

“All solved?”

“Solved.”

Shifang was very happy. He was thinking about this just now. All hopes for Jinshan Temple lie with him, Senior Brother Fahai.

He lived up to expectations and indeed defeated the Dharma Act.

"That senior brother Fajie is really hateful. He hurt many senior brothers in Jinshan Temple. Is the legal brothers very powerful?" Shifang said while walking and began to gossip.

"I don't know if he is powerful or not."

"Ah? Brother, didn't you fight him? Did the other party leave in advance if there was something urgent?" Shifang began to think about it. With Fahai's figure, he might really not be a match for Fajie.

Not bad, it must be the case.

But if the Dharma Lord comes again next time, who can fight?

Lin Fei touched the other party's little bald head, which was a little irritating... It felt like he was touching a kiwi fruit.

It feels very comfortable when you get used to it.

"I don't know if he is very powerful. He can defeat so many senior brothers and junior brothers in Jinshan Temple, so he is naturally not much shorter."

"Yes, but if he comes again next time, we will be in trouble." The little monk Shifang became distressed.

"I won't come next time."

"Ah? Why didn't he come?"

"Well... If you want to come, you may have to have the next life. I accidentally slapped him to death."

"I slap it to death with one slap." Shifang nodded naturally, "Wait, senior brother, did you slap him to death with one slap???"

Lin Fei nodded, "Yes, it's just a slap. So if you ask me if he is powerful, we haven't passed the second move. We don't know where he is powerful, so we can only pay attention to it in the next life..."

Shifang was ashamed, "Senior Brother, I guess he won't want to see you in the next life."

afterwards

It was not until Shifang saw the huge handprint in the hall that he was even more sure of what he said. If he had a next life, he must stay away from this guy called Fahai.

The two of them came to the room of the old abbot Fang Yin.

At this time, Fang Yin's breath was weak and the Buddha's light was dim. He had reached the verge of passing away, so he held his last breath.

"Host, Senior Brother Fahai is here."

The old monk like a dead tree slowly opened his eyes, "Fahai..."

"Disciple is here." Lin Fei took a step forward.

"The disaster of Jinshan Temple..."

"It's okay, it's all solved."

Fang Yin breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and his turbid eyes were a little brighter.

"That's good... what are your plans in the future?" said Fahai, this disciple became a monk halfway.

I really like this apprentice.

He has a really good foundation and is handsome. He gave up like this and the old monk died with his eyes closed.

Especially this time, the disaster of Jinshan Temple was lifted, and he liked Fahai even more.

Lin Fei said affirmatively: "Master, don't worry, hand over Jinshan Temple to me. In the future, I will definitely take care of Jinshan Temple."

Old Monk Fang Yin nodded, "I think a hundred years ago, my Jinshan Temple was the first of the four major temples. Now... is this God's will? Fahai, from today, you will be the host of Jinshan Temple. Your master has found a way to save Jinshan Temple."

Lin Fei didn't care about these things, but in order to make the old monk calmly breath and follow his wishes, "Master, tell me."

"I will bless a golden Buddha with my lifelong magic power. You will set off tomorrow. You must press the golden Buddha on Wuyi Mountain on the fifteenth of this month..." The old monk told Lin Fei in a soft voice, and continued: "One life, two fortunes, and three Feng Shui. My old monk is buried in the place of Panlong. I will definitely protect everyone in Jinshan Temple in the future! The task of pushing Jinshan Temple to the top of the four major temples requires you to work harder. In the future, Jinshan Temple will really become the top of the four major temples, and you will have a seat in the West Buddha Kingdom."

The head of the four major temples in the Tang Dynasty?

The Buddha Kingdom in the West?

This is a bit difficult.

Lin Fei responded simply, "Master, please meet my Buddha Tathagata with peace of mind. I, Fahai, promised you the task of revitalizing Jinshan Temple. From today on, Fahai will no longer involve the world. I, Fahai, will cut off the six senses and practice with all my heart. I will revitalize Jinshan Temple."

The old monk Fang Yin smiled slightly, "I'm sorry to you, my master, I've left you no good things. The road to revitalizing Jinshan Temple is difficult and dangerous.

I am telling you about Daluo Golden Bowl, Xuan Iron Zen Staff, and Six Buddha Dust. This is a magic weapon passed down from generation to generation by my Jinshan Temple. It is said to be powerful, but I am limited in my ability... I hope it will be helpful to you. In the ten directions, when you go to Wuyi Mountain, you will also go with you to see the outside world, which will be beneficial to you. As a teacher... I am tired."

Lin Fei nodded, "Okay Master, go."

When Shifang saw the old monk sending him all over, he couldn't help but lower his head and cry.

As the old monk slowly closed his eyes, Lin Fei recited Ksitigarbha's "The Original Vow Sutra" to help him to save him.

"Ding Dong."

"Hmm?" The system rang.

[System: The magical plot of "A Chinese Ghost Story 3" is opened.]
Chapter completed!