Chapter 1934

"Who are you? Why should we come if you let us come?"

Lingxiao didn't speak yet. Zhao Ritian immediately turned his eyelids and sneered.

The black robed monk in front of him seems to have the cultivation of nine turns and half saints. His strength is indeed quite strong. He should have an extraordinary position in the White Horse Temple, but his bossy attitude makes Zhao Ritian very unhappy.

"You don't recognize me?"

The monk in Black said coldly.

Zhao Ritian immediately smiled angrily at his words and said coldly, "should we know you? In other words, we practice in the lotus pond, has nothing to do with you?"

"The birth of lotus pond is an important place of Buddhism. It contains the power accumulated by our white horse temple for countless years. How dare you waste the Buddha power to give birth to your body? It's stupid! Which disciple are you? I'm Yuanchen, the true disciple of the national teacher!"

The black robed monk said faintly, with a condescending attitude.

"Yuanchen? Puzhao's disciple?"

Lingxiao and Zhao Ritian's eyes showed a strange color. They remembered that when they were in Jinshan Temple, Puzhao didn't show his real body. One hand fell from the sky and suppressed the heavenly demons and saints.

No wonder the round dust in front of us is so proud. Indeed, as the true disciple of Puzhao national teacher, he is not weak or even better than those princes and princesses in the Tang Empire.

Yuanchen regarded Lingxiao and Zhao Ritian as ordinary Buddhist disciples. Seeing that they wasted the Buddhist power in the lotus pool, he couldn't help but come out and scold.

"Never heard of it!"

Zhao RI smiled coldly.

"I haven't heard of it!"

Lingxiao also told the truth and nodded.

Yuan Chen's eyes flashed coldly and said, "it doesn't matter if you haven't heard of me, but you dare to waste the Buddha power in the lotus pool, opportunistic and don't take the right path. You'd better go to the commandment Academy with me!"

"Discipline academy? Why? I have a white horse order. How do I practice? That's my freedom. What does it have to do with you? You're really nosy! Although you're a national teacher disciple, you can't control us!"

Zhao Ritian said with a bad look.

He can feel that the round dust in front of him is deliberately looking for trouble, but he doesn't remember where the sin of the round dust is. Is it because they use the lotus pond to give birth to the body?

That's a fucking reason, isn't it?

"Why? Just because this is the White Horse Temple! No matter what it is, you must abide by the commandments of the White Horse Temple. If you misbehave and commit anger, you'd better come with me! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

Round dust said expressionless, with a very stiff voice.

"You're welcome? How do you want to be polite?"

Zhao RI smiled coldly.

Lingxiao also had a flash in his eyes and said slowly, "elder martial brother Yuanchen, we just use the lotus pond to give birth to our body. I think we don't have to go to the discipline academy? Please accommodate elder martial brother Yuanchen, and we'll leave the lotus pond now!"

Although Yuanchen is aggressive, Lingxiao doesn't want to cause trouble now. He just hopes to wait until the blissful meeting three days later and reduce his sense of existence as much as possible.

"It's too late! If you don't go to the commandment house with me, I can only catch you myself!"

Round dust said indifferently.

"Elder martial brother, what's the trouble with him? The disciples of the national teacher can be so arrogant? Come on, let me see how powerful you are!"

Zhao Ritian was excited by the round dust and said, staring at the round dust with a bad face.

"I don't know what to do!"

Round dust said indifferently, the killing intention in his eyes flowed, and directly hit Zhao Ritian!

Boom!

Round dust's fist condenses a black fist print, which contains ancient and heavy power. It is just fierce and matchless, with a blazing divine light, like a black lightning coming at a high speed.

"Then fight!"

Zhao Ritian's eyes showed a trace of blood red. There was a hot flame rising all over his body, and the void was distorted. He didn't dodge against the round dust and directly punched out.

Zhao Ritian is like a god of fire. His combat power is rising. He is full of flames like elves. He collides with the round dust at a high speed!

Boom!

The violent shock of the void was like the eruption of two volcanoes. Yuanchen and Zhao Ritian were shocked all over and couldn't help retreating at the same time.

"What is the purpose of this round dust?"

Lingxiao stared at the battle between Yuanchen and Zhao Ritian, and his heart was full of doubts.

The so-called waste of Buddha power in the lotus pond is completely nonsense in Lingxiao's view. This reason is untenable, so Yuanchen must have other purposes to find them trouble.

Lingxiao couldn't guess the purpose of Yuanchen, and didn't know that Yuanchen shot because of the breath of golden winged Mirs.

Yes, since entering Chang'an City, Lingxiao collected the golden winged ROC bird, but the smell of the golden winged ROC bird on his body was still detected by the round dust.

The reason why Yuanchen will attack them is the golden winged ROC bird.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The battle between Yuanchen and Zhao Ritian was extremely fierce, which also affected other people who were still practicing in the lotus pool. Those figures woke up from the practice, and powerful thoughts spread. They immediately saw the battle between Yuanchen and Zhao Ritian.

"Elder martial brother Yuanchen is fighting with people?"

Who is this man? I don't know what to do, do I? “

"I don't know! But if senior brother Yuanchen can do it, I'm afraid he really violated the commandments of the White Horse Temple!"

Those thoughts were intertwined and talked to each other.

However, they are not worried that the battle between Yuanchen and Zhao Ritian will affect the birth lotus pool. The birth lotus pool is shrouded in an array space. It is extremely mysterious and powerful. Even saints can hardly destroy it.

"The magic power of fire attribute, who is this son?"

Yuanchen's eyes were cold, but his heart was shaking. He could see that Zhao Ritian had only seven and a half holy accomplishments, but he didn't lose the wind in the process of fighting with him, which made him feel a threat.

His hand is also more and more fierce!

Boom!

The round dust fist came out like a mountain, the black divine light gushed out, and the eyes were very cold, as if an ancient divine mountain was pressing down towards Zhao RI Tianzhen.

Xumi mountain fist seal is a supreme holy Dharma practiced by Yuanchen. It can condense Xumi mountain, the birthplace of Buddhism, and suppress everything. It is strong and unparalleled.

The bright sun in the palm of Zhao Ritian's hand was directly shattered by the round dust. Xumi mountain fell towards Zhao Ritian, and even blocked the void around him.

"Open it for me!"

Zhao Ritian roared loudly. The blazing flame around him seemed to condense on his fist at this moment. The void trembled violently around him. His fist was blooming with boundless light, and there was a mysterious figure rising directly into the sky!

That figure, with the invincible trend of sweeping the eight wastelands and six harmonies, directly photographed on Xumi mountain.

Click!

Only a clear sound was heard. A crack appeared on Xumi mountain, and finally burst open.

And that mysterious figure is irresistibly suppressed towards the round dust.

PS: the third watch is over. Let's have an early rest.