aircannonsinc Chapter 1600: Take The Bamboo Shoots
Chapter 1600: Take The Bamboo Shoots
The monks did not speak, their eyes were startled and angry.
This guy who appeared out of nowhere was able to come and go freely on the second floor of the pagoda without being affected by the power of faith at all.
"Master Wuhu, I heard that you stole the limelight on the Buddha Debating Stage. Since you joined Lingyin Temple to practice today, you should abide by the Buddhist rules and regulations. Why do you deliberately come here to provoke troubles, and you are not afraid of the temple's punishment?"
Some monks were so angry that they lost all their belongings and lost their wives for the rest of their lives, which made them want to vomit blood.
"Amitabha, this little monk's move is to create a world of love and peace. Disputes and troubles in the world mostly originate from the plundering of resources. Even the masters are not immune to the vulgarity. They only want to bully themselves and slack off their understanding of Buddhism. This is not good. "
"Now this little monk has taken away the resources of the masters and temporarily kept them for safekeeping. In this way, everyone has no resources, and the disputes can be stopped, and they can concentrate on studying the way of Buddhism. This little monk is willing to bear the pain of sitting on resources alone!"
Li Xiaobai's expression was solemn, he left behind these words, turned and left, leaving everyone with a determined back.
"The poor monk has practiced Buddhism for two hundred years, and I have never seen such a brazen person before!"
"Why did this guy enter the gate wall of Lingyin Temple, and who let him in, the whole thing is a disaster!"
"This move violates the rules of the sect and the way of faith of Buddhist monks!"
"Slow down, get out first, and talk to Master Lingtai of the Supervisory Academy!"
The monks were dumbfounded, taking advantage of the fire to rob is just taking advantage of the fire to rob, but what they said was so fresh and refined, today is considered an eye-opener.
three floors.
The number of people was greatly reduced, and the monks among them sat cross-legged and practiced silently, without the slightest awareness that the crisis had arrived.
Li Xiaobai tiptoed, gently and smoothly removed the ring from a monk's hand, and put it on his own finger as a matter of course.
The monk seemed disturbed, opened his eyes suddenly and shouted in a deep voice, "Where did you come from, you little bastard, dare to steal a ring from a certain family, do you want to die?"
"Which hand stole it, I will cut off my arm, and I will spare you!"
"Amitabha, Wuhu, a poor monk, sees that the master's wealth is exposed, and he is afraid that bad people will think about it, so he took care of it for him. Don't worry, master, it is absolutely safe for you to put your resources in this little monk."
"No one can take it away."
Li Xiaobai said happily, and turned to go to the next target.
"Asshole!"
"If you dare to steal resources from a certain family, that family will kill you!"
The monk was furious, and his aura was wild for a second, and then he softened like a chicken. The power of faith on the third floor should not be underestimated. In order to maximize the benefits, the monks choose to practice near the limit. I spare no effort to do it.
"Masters, be careful!"
There was a lot of commotion, and all the monks on this floor were aware of it, and they all quietly hid the space rings in their hands into their sleeves.
But it didn't work.
in a minute.
The entire floor was full of complaints, monk robes, boots and socks were scattered all over the floor, and the monks were stripped clean by Li Xiaobai, revealing a piece of white flowers.
"What's the trouble?"
"My Buddha once said that being honest with each other can stimulate the heart of a child. I wish all masters can use this to gain enlightenment!"
Li Xiaobai waved his hands with a smile, turned around and went up to the fourth floor.
At the entrance of the third floor, the mourning hall stumbled up. Among so many Buddhist disciples, he was the only one who could go up to the third floor and still have room.
It's just that he was stunned by what he saw when he came up.
White skin, yellow skin, white skin, black skin, pork belly, lumpy muscles, people are dizzying to see, when did the third level of cultivation become so fancy?
"Masters, you are..."
Lingtang asked dumbfounded.
"That guy named Wuhu went up to the fourth floor!"
"Quickly report to the prison!"
The monks gritted their teeth and said that they became angry with embarrassment and panic, which made their minds unstable and almost eroded by the power of faith. At this moment, they didn't even have the strength to wear clothes.
Buddhist monk, when did he suffer this humiliation?
"You mean, he went to the fourth floor?"
The mourning hall looked dull, and seemed a little dazed. He never thought that a newcomer who had just arrived could go up to the fourth floor?
What is this concept?
He has been struggling in the 100,000-level mountain of Lingyin Temple for more than ten years, and now he has only reached the third floor. Except for those talented seniors, he has never seen anyone who has reached the fourth floor .
Wuhu, a person who relies on the Thunder Tribulation Rosary to opportunistically, a junior whose cultivation is no more than the realm of the imaginary, how can he ascend to the fourth floor?
And in just a few minutes, the other party ransacked the first three floors. What kind of speed is this? Can come and go freely?
"Dharma weapon, he must rely on some kind of magic weapon to have no fear of faith, so he must hurry down and see the condition of the pagoda!"
The Lingtai stopped moving forward, turned around and immediately jumped off the pagoda.
What he didn't know was that outside the stupa at this moment, the monks were already in a mess.
Outside, a group of monks headed by the little monk Linghua were looking up at the pagoda with shocked faces and dull eyes.
"Linghua, what are you looking at?"
Lingtang frowned and asked in a low voice.
"Brother Lingtang, look..."
Linghua pointed to the pagoda and stammered.
The mourning hall looked in the direction of the finger, and his face turned pale instantly, "Fuck, who is this, why is the fifth floor of the pagoda lit up, and which master has climbed up?"
"I don't know, but it seems that the fifth floor was lit up after the guy named Wuhu went in."
The monks whispered.
"It's impossible. How long has it been? How could someone land on the fifth floor as soon as they came up?"
The mourning hall scolded, the fifth floor, what kind of existence is that, so far he has never seen anyone go up to the fifth floor, the stone tower has a total of seven floors, and the strongest stop at the fourth floor.
Just a wild monk from outside, how can He De go up to the fifth floor?
That is a height that even cultivators in the fairyland can't climb!
"Look, the sixth floor is also lit!"
Another exclamation sounded, and after the fifth floor of the tower was lit up, the sixth floor was also lit up, and the speed was faster than going from the fourth floor to the fifth floor.
Before the screams subsided, the seventh floor was lit up.
Everyone was stunned, the mourning hall was numb, and he fell to the ground, a figure lingering in his mind.
"Impossible, this is impossible, how could it be him?"
"How can a mere foreign monk have such energy?"
"Genius is really different from ordinary people at the starting line?"
"I don't believe it, it can't be him, it must be a master who made a breakthrough, so reaching the top, it must be like this!"
The mourning hall muttered to himself, constantly comforting himself.
It's just that the figures that walked out of the pagoda completely dispelled his luck.
"Damn it, where did that guy named Wuhu come from? He took over the entire third floor!"
"The fourth floor is also the same. Taking advantage of the danger of others, it snatches the resources from the poor monk, and even tries to challenge the fifth floor. Just block it below, and wait for him to come out and kill him!"