The monk who didn’t spend a breath snorted, "You seniors took care of it. It’s so bitter that Uncle Peter stole a treasure from the little monk and was caught by the little monk. I asked him for it, but he hurt me. The little monk had to do it to him. Just now, he accidentally injured the seniors and asked them to include it."
The monk who doesn’t spend money looks angry, his face is red and he doesn’t breathe, criticizing Guo Yi’s guilt and blaming all the faults on Guo Yishen.
"whew!"
Not far away, Master Bitter Life naturally saw this scene. Although he was surprised that Guo Yi was still alive, he quickly rushed over and read a Buddha’s name on his lips. "Brother Bitter, are you really stealing my nephew’s treasures?"
Guo Yi smiled and nodded "stolen"
"Boom!"
Guo Yi’s words immediately aroused a thousand layers of obscenity. You know, Buddhist brothers pay attention to six pure lusts, and greed is impossible. Now Guo Yi has admitted that he stole the treasure himself, so his guilt has become greater, ranging from three years to three years, and he has been expelled from the temple
When the monk’s eyes are narrowed, Guo Yi will make more excuses. Then he will naturally have other means to deal with Guo Yi, but Guo Yi actually admitted that at the moment, his subsequent tricks became useless.
Guo Yi, however, was personally handed over to the bitter master by Master Pu Yin. If Master Guo Yi steals Pu Yin, he will suffer. Naturally, the bitter master doesn’t want to see such a thing happen. He frowned and said, "Since you stole the treasure of my nephew and gave it back to him, are you going to hurt him?"
"Who said I stole from him?" Guo Yi looked around at the monk’s high road, "I stole something from the master, and my nephew didn’t spend money on it. It was him who robbed it."
Master Falling Heart is definitely the one who said that she left something except the falling heart hall, and this hundred thousand "Falling Heart Sutra" was left. Did Master Falling Heart leave anything else besides these two things?
Guo Yi’s words immediately made these old monks who were bent on becoming a holy Buddha crazy. They rushed to squeeze one by one to Guo Yi, as if they were hungry for a generation, and shouted, "What is the relic of the fallen master?"
"The relic of the Master of Falling Heart must have a great deal to do with the Classic of Falling Heart. Maybe if you get this relic, you can understand the Classic of Falling Heart on the cliff."
"Stealing is not a good thing, but if he can hand over this relic, it will be a great achievement. After this achievement, stealing is not a bad thing."
……
This group of old monks are quite obsessed with the falling heart sutra, and Guo Yi is tightly surrounded by the central government, which is like a group of hungry wolves coming. However, there are still monks who are reserved. After all, they will not be violent easily.
The scrawny old monk shouted, "Come back to the shore and hand over what you stole! We must understand together to make progress together. "
"Put your sister! The relics of the master who fell into the heart are blasphemous except for the predestined friends. "Guo Yilai is going to force this group of old monks to retreat without spending money, but he didn’t expect this group of old guys to come at him as soon as they heard about the relics of the master who fell into the heart, unless the bitter master helped him resist. At this time, Guo Yi was skinned alive by this group of monks.
Now, the whole Bodhisattva Mountain is full of Bodhisattva, and the big younger brother Kubi has broken into the Falling Heart Hall. Now Kubi is alive in front of everyone, and the words left by the falling heart master are even more radiant. At this time, when Peter came to the relics of the falling heart master, this group of old monks naturally believed that if they got the relics of the falling heart master, they could understand the "Falling Heart Sutra" and become a generation of holy buddhas.
The master of meditation in the Zen Monk Hall also rushed over and said, "Brother Bitter didn’t expect us to meet again, poor monk. You and Yinnv aimed at Six Buddhas, but didn’t expect that your ultimate goal was the Falling Heart Sutra. If you give me the relics of the falling heart master today, poor monk can consider letting you go."
On the same day, Master Kuo-shih brought ten monks to stop and kill Guo Yi and Yun Xianer, and now Guo Yi was recognized, and he spoke with a threatening tone.
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Master Kuo-shih actually recognized Guo Yi, which is definitely a danger signal. You know, if you expose your identity in the Bodhi Temple, you will die.
"I don’t even know what the master said, what a prostitute, and what the master of Six Buddhas doesn’t want a dirty lie. You don’t want to use this trick even if you want to leave the master’s relics, do you?" Guo Yidao
Master Kuo-si laughed. "My younger brother is really stubborn. The Book of Falling Heart is my Buddhist Bible. It hasn’t been thousands of years since Buddhism was practiced. Why don’t you give it to me when you hold it?"
It’s wrong for you to say so, "Bitter teacher younger brother is my master bodhi seal’s personal brother, and the master’s relics should naturally be handed over to the master bodhi seal." The bitter master knows better than anyone that the treasures of the master’s relics will naturally not fall into that person’s hands.
"Master Pu Yin has closed. Didn’t you say that on purpose to protect the bitter one?" Think hard, master Tao
"Even if partial? He is my younger brother. If I don’t protect him, will I still watch him being bullied by you? " Master Bitter Life’s momentum is not weak at all. He said that he would take Guo Yi away from here and ask Master Pu Yin to come out.
Master Bodhisattva Yin is the oldest monk in the Bodhisattva Temple. If he leaves, no one will dare to compete with him again. No one will let Guo Yi leave Master Bitter Life.
"If we don’t hand over the relics of the fallen master, we will be welcome today."
Guo Yi was surrounded by a group of war monks in the War Monk Hall. These war monks were full of fighting spirit, and each of them was like a statue of a steel god of war, and their murder was condensed into essence.
The monk who didn’t spend time wandering outside the circle of war flashed a bright light in his eyes, and Zhang Liling’s gong yin said to Guo Yi, "If you give me the relics of the fallen master, I will take you away."
Guo Yi looked at the flower and deliberately showed his thinking expression. Then he opened his mouth and whispered, "I seem to have no choice?"
Buhua monk nodded with a smile. "You are a wise man. You should know that these monks are hypocritical. You might as well give them the relics of the fallen master to me."
"Ok, let’s do it, but you have to promise me one condition. You must help me get the Six Buddhas." Guo Yi also has his own plans. Now his identity has been exposed by hard thinking. If he continues to stay here, he will definitely be less fortunate than the Six Buddhas, and he can wait for another time to plan.
I didn’t expect Guo Yi to be so frank and agreed to him, so he was also very frank and laughed. "Although I am not a good man, I am definitely a trustworthy person. I promise you."
Guo Yi naturally won’t believe the monk’s words so easily, but his face is still false. A satisfied smile is a response to not spending.
Guo Yi and other monks are arguing about the ownership of the relics of Master Luoxin. Some people think that it should be given to the host, some people think that it should be given to Master Puyin, and the Zen monk thinks that the relics of Master Luoxin should belong to the Zen Monk Hall.
At the same time, Guo Yi suddenly turned into a golden light, swept away by the monks, and rushed straight to the white clouds.
"Where to go?"
There are more than a dozen Zen monks rushing up to Guo Yi at the same time. These Zen monks’ practice is that the Buddha’s nine steps are weaker than the Pu’s three moves. The speed root is not Guo Yi’s opponent, let alone it is very difficult to catch Guo Yi.
However, there is no lack of practice of three movements of Bodhisattva in Mahayana. A monk braved the golden Buddha’s light on his head and practiced "moving like thunder" in Mahayana. As soon as his body moved, he chased Guo Yi and then spread a Buddhist net hundreds of miles wide to arrest Guo Yi.
"Boom!"
But at this moment, it didn’t take flowers to suddenly fly out from the clouds, and then hit the old monk vest with a palm and immediately killed the old monk and turned him into flesh and blood.
He didn’t spend a lot of time in a white frock stained with blood, and a black corpse hair grew on his head. A refined face became distorted and turned into a statue of a corpse. The emperor turned to heaven and roared, and then rushed into a group of monks. Every time he gave a palm, he would definitely kill one person. In this group of eminent monks who have been practicing for thousands of years, seven people went in and seven people went out. It was moonlight and darkness.
"Buddha’s anger resin emperor didn’t think that this statue of killing God actually came to the hall of Bodhi Mountain, the third hall and the sixth hall, and went with me to subdue the magic." The bitter master’s voice shook the whole Bodhi Mountain.
Buddha’s angry corpse emperor is not a flower title, but also the most horrible name in the world of cultivating immortals. A fierce name can be as famous as the owner of the two killer organizations. It is said that he is a statue of cultivating advanced ancient Buddha corpses, and his combat power is quite amazing. Among several corpse emperors in the world of cultivating immortals in the ancient Xuan domain, the most terrible is not only the ability to cultivate mysteries, but also the ability of Buddhist spirituality. The combat power of two instrument corpse emperors is the most terrible.
The master also roared, "A hundred monks will quickly return to their positions and form a large array on Sunday to kill this demon."
This is definitely a big news. Even the three great monks of Bodhi Mountain are not necessarily his opponents. These old monks have formed a law and want to leave no flowers.
At the same time, the three halls and the six halls of the Bodhi Temple were intertwined with the light of the falling heart cliff and the Buddha’s light. At the same time, everyone played several magic weapons of Buddhism without spending their hands, but they were smashed by the fist without spending money.
The Zen Monk formed a large array on Sunday, which was a fusion of one hundred dharma masters. Even a real dragon was trapped in death, but it was still not trapped. He rushed out of his body with a huge black coffin and blew the large array on Sunday out of a gap and then flew to the falling heart cliff.