Chapter 153
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When Jun Wu Xie and Yan Qingcheng arrived at the Treasure House, the entrance of the Treasure House was filled with people.
The guards of the Treasure House were guarding the entrance, forbidding all guests from entering. There was also a sign on the door that said business was temporarily suspended.
Everyone was discussing and guessing what had happened in the Treasure House.
Ever since the Treasure House was opened in the capital city, they had never heard of business being temporarily suspended.
Many pairs of eyes were looking at the sky above the Treasure House. There was a golden light shooting up from the inside of the Treasure House, illuminating the Treasure House like a golden palace.
The sound of wooden fish and chanting of sutras could be heard from inside.
However, after these two sounds were heard, they did not have the effect of erasing the will of the soul.
Obviously, this was done deliberately by the people inside.
Jun Wu Xie's eyes were cold. That bald donkey had gathered all the power of purification in the courtyard where he lived, wanting to convert Yueyao and Su Lan.
"Stop, business is temporarily suspended today. Except for the people inside the Treasure House, no one else is allowed to enter!"
Jun Wu Xie and Yan Qingcheng were stopped by two guards at the entrance.
"I am a friend of your Chief Steward. I am here today for her! You should know her current situation very well. Get out of the way! "
"Young Master Jun, of course we recognize you. However, this is an internal matter of the Treasure House. Outsiders are not allowed to interfere. It is better for Young Master Jun to wait outside." A guard walked out from the Treasure House.
"Internal matter?" Jun Wu Xie's eyes were cold. "Su Lan is the Chief Steward of the Great Zhou Capital City of the Treasure House. Now, she is trapped in your Treasure House. What is the reason for this? What crime did she commit to be treated like this? "
The guard said calmly, "We will not trouble Young Master Jun. The higher-ups of the Treasure House have their reasons for doing this."
Jun Wu Xie was enraged. Golden Blood Qi surged from his palms and he was about to attack.
At this moment, a Buddhist chant came from inside.
"Amitabha."
A young monk with delicate features walked out from inside with his palms clasped together.
Every time his feet landed, there was a golden Buddhist light.
After the Buddha's light bloomed under his feet, it flowed backward and gathered above his head. This cycle repeated itself, forming an oval golden light shield.
Sanskrit characters flashed on the light barrier, moving along with the flowing golden light, making it look like a divine being.
In an instant.
In front of the Treasure House, everyone's eyes were focused on the young monk.
It was rare to see a monk in a place like the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
It was said that in the Eastern Wasteland, Buddhism was only prevalent in the Western Region, and those Buddhists all had very powerful abilities.
The distance between the Western Domain and the Southern Domain was vast. Why would someone from the Buddhist Sect come here?
Just as everyone was guessing, the young monk with delicate features spoke.
"Benefactor's heart is filled with hostility and anger. If it's because of Martial Uncle Hui Yuan, then perhaps benefactor has misunderstood."
He put his palms together and spoke calmly to Jun Wu Xie, his face full of sincerity and compassion.
"Misunderstanding?" Jun Wu Xie narrowed his eyes and looked directly into the young monk's eyes. "Su Gang and my sister were trapped inside by your Martial Uncle. You say that this is a misunderstanding?"
"Amitabha. Back then, Buddha wanted to save the world from suffering, but he was often misunderstood." The young monk frowned and said, "Martial Uncle Hui Yuan is a senior monk with great wisdom. He did this to help the two female benefactors escape from the sea of suffering and see the other side."
"The sea of suffering and the other side are up to you?" Jun Wu Xie sneered. "They were clearly unwilling, but you forced them to be trapped in that small courtyard and forcefully converted them with scriptures every day. Is this the compassion of Buddhism?"
"Amitabha." The young monk chanted the name of Buddha and said calmly, "Your sister has the root of wisdom and was born with fate with Buddha. She is destined to be a Buddhist and may become a Bodhisattva in the future. However, your sister doesn't know it yet. Martial Uncle Hui Yuan had no choice but to do this. Everything is for your sister's future. "
"So, should I thank you?"
Jun Wu Xie's eyes became deep and the anger in his heart was already burning.
What kind of bullsh * t logic was this?
It was as if the truth of the world was in their mouths and they had to do whatever they said. They could do whatever they wanted without asking for the wishes of others. Even suppressing them by force was a merciful thing to do.
"Amitabha. It would be best if Benefactor could have a grateful heart. If all the people in the world know how to be grateful and understand the great mercy of Buddha … "
Boom!
The young monk had not even finished his words when Jun Wu Xie's unfathomable eyes suddenly flashed with a terrifying chill.
His energy instantly rose and the golden Blood Qi in his body boiled. Yuan Shibing was activated and he charged directly at the young monk like an angry ancient beast.
Immediately.
The roars of dragons and tigers shook the Treasure House.
The True Dragon and Tiger rushed forward with his body.
The Dragon-Tiger Fist blasted the space and the violent Blood Qi energy instantly sent the guard captain and two guards at the door flying and vomiting blood.
There was a clang.
His fist landed on the golden light shield on the young monk's body and there was an ear-piercing metallic sound as if it had landed on steel.
The young monk's protective Buddhist light shook violently and his legs slid more than ten meters on the ground.
"Amitabha!"
A hint of shock flashed in his eyes, but then he became very calm.
He walked toward Jun Wu Xie and said, "Benefactor, your heart is devoured by evil energy and I'm afraid you'll be possessed. Following the mercy of the Buddha, this little monk is willing to help the benefactor dispel the evil in his heart and remove the evil heart demon. "
He put his palms together and chanted scriptures. Countless Sanskrit words rushed out of his mouth and condensed into a demon subduing pestle in the air. It shone with a blazing golden Buddhist light and blasted toward Jun Wu Xie.
Jun Wu Xie waved his hand and a wisp of Secular Sword Qi condensed and cut the demon subduing pestle in half!
At the same time, he rushed forward and raised his hands high. The Secular Sword Intent surged and turned into a giant sword that slashed down with a buzz.
The young monk's face was solemn. He still put his palms together and kept chanting scriptures. Countless Sanskrit words rushed out of his mouth and intertwined into a Buddhist array in front of him.
The array rotated and a huge swastika appeared in the center, surrounded by Sanskrit words.
The entire array rotated and crushed forward like an invisible mountain to meet Jun Wu Xie's Sword Qi.
There was a loud bang.
The Sword Qi collided with the Sanskrit array.
The dazzling golden light and the aftermath of the golden energy surged in all directions like waves.
Crack!
The array was full of cracks and it only lasted for a moment before it fell apart.
The Sword Qi slashed forward and slashed the young monk's protective Buddhist light.
The protective Buddhist light shattered like a glass cover that had been hit hard.
The young monk flew backward on the spot and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Jun Wu Xie rushed forward like a gust of wind.
Before the young monk could stabilize his body, he locked his shoulder blade and threw him out of the treasure house.
He followed the young monk's body like a shadow and almost stuck to it. Before the young monk landed on the ground, he raised his palm and slammed it heavily on the young monk's body.
There was a loud bang.
The young monk's body slammed heavily on the ground, causing the ground outside the treasure house to tremble a few times.
The ground sank and half of the monk's body sank into the ground. Bright red blood flowed out of his cracked body.
Everyone was shocked.
It had only been a few days since they last saw Jun Wu Xie, but he was even more terrifying than before.
Every move he made was like a mountain toppling over the earth. The power between his fist and palm was condensed and heavy, domineering and violent!
"Benefactor, how can you not worship Buddha?"
The young monk's mouth was bleeding. When he saw Jun Wu Xie's golden fist coming down, his pupils contracted violently and he shouted angrily.
"Buddha? Are you worthy of calling yourself Buddha? " Jun Wu Xie's fist smashed on the young monk's body and directly penetrated his protective Buddhist light. His chest caved in and blood spurted out wildly.
"Buddha is indeed wise and merciful, but you believers have fallen into the devil's path!" Jun Wu Xie grabbed the monk's neck and lifted him up to kneel on the ground. He slapped him hard and said, "I see that the blood in your body is clogged up. I'm afraid you won't be able to keep your life in the future. Only by whipping your body can I clear your blood and Qi and save your life! "
As his voice fell, another slap landed on the young monk's face.
The young monk's delicate facial features were instantly distorted and hideous from the slap. His face was covered in blood and his molars flew out.
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