Lin Changfeng's actions were not just Yin Huang's eyes, almost everyone present was paying attention to him, and the golden bowl was the thing that attracted everyone's attention at this time.

However, there was also an accident among so many people. After all, Lin Weizhi was in the Twelve Demon Caves, and he was still extremely resistant to Buddhism. He could not do it if he had him stared at the Buddhist magic weapons.

At the same time, as long as he looks at Ji Zheng for a more time, he will have the urge to kill someone and drink blood. This is the barrier between the Buddhist system and his system, which is like a natural enemy meeting.

Lin Weizhi felt this way at this time, and at the same time he could also know that Lin Changfeng would definitely pass. This manifestation came from his understanding of Lin Changfeng, just like the Ming King at this time he also knew that Lin Changfeng would definitely pass.

This time, after the country was stable, he began to plan for what happened next. Of course... there must be a great battle in Kyoto City, and he also needs a share of this battle.

At present, Emperor Yin seemed to be helping Ji Zheng with all his might. Even Ji Zheng thought so. But only King Ming knew the situation. He knew very well what Emperor Yin wanted to do next.

Lin Weizhi walked back to the side of the Ming King, with a confident smile on his face, glanced at Lin Changfeng in the golden bowl, and said disdainfully: "I really want to pierce this annoying thing with one shot."

He was extremely resistant to this, who made the aura of Buddhism so disgusted him in a new way?

But the Ming Wang, who heard him, chuckled and shook his head, and said earnestly: "This is the most treasure of Buddhism. Not to mention you, even if the devil's head is in contact, it is impossible to say that it can be penetrated just by piercing it."

This does not mean ridicule, but an identification with Buddhism.

How could a Buddhist sect, which can be regarded as one of the top forces in the atrium, have no foundation? Among them, this golden bowl is the most representative thing.

If you can have a golden bowl to protect your body, you are at least a personal disciple of the top elders in Buddhism. There are not a total of three such people, and each of them has a fourth-grade cultivation level.

Ji Zheng is still very young, and it is obvious that he is really looking for an opportunity to break through the fourth grade. Ming Wang turned his eyes to Fu Liuyan. He also knew the other party’s identity and chuckled, “If you can let Ji Zheng come in person, his fourth grade opportunity must be in your hands.”

Fu Liuyan, who was originally worried about his safety, didn't know what to say, but after sensing the aura of the Ming King, he could only nod helplessly.

Without continuing to ask, the Ming King already knew the answer he wanted. After choosing to remain silent, he quietly looked at Lin Changfeng who had begun to move in the golden bowl.

In the main hall!

The golden body of Buddha statues shattered below was everywhere, and there were two old and young people sitting on the main hall.

The old man has a kind face and looks haggard, his eyebrows are slightly bent, and his voice is hoarse, but not very harsh, but very kind.

"You have a serious crime of killing and too many hatreds on your body. I can't eliminate it. I can only advise the donor to put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot..."

The old man's white moon monk robe Wufeng automatically seemed to have given up on the way to save Lin Changfeng, but began to persuade him.

Lin Changfeng's expression on his face was extremely cold, and he sat on the cushion and said word by word: "Since I entered here, you began to persuade me to turn back and be the shore, but what you see is just the surface."

There were so many things behind him that his enemies were even stronger than the sky now, and even the Buddhist monk in front of him was worthy of the word "ant".

The old monk did not expect Lin Changfeng to say such words. He looked at the Buddhist Vajra Buddha statue that was blown to pieces below, and looked at Lin Changfeng again, revealing a thoughtful expression.

"The donor's state of mind is so strong that I will naturally not look overestimate my ability, so let's just leave it..."

As he said that, the old monk raised his finger slightly, but what surprised him was that Lin Changfeng did not disappear just like that. This level... seemed to be out of control.

When he was panicked, Lin Changfeng's mouth raised strangely, and he sneered: "But I don't want you to be the help of the last level?"

This sentence made the old monk stunned, he didn't understand yet

When Lin Changfeng's words meant, he found that Lin Changfeng's mood seemed to have begun to pull him into a certain field.

"It can be seen that the entire three levels of Buddhism are transformed by the divine thoughts of a great Zen master. If you do not weaken you, I am afraid that the strength of any great Zen master will not decline."

But they are all transformed by divine thoughts. To put it bluntly, everything here is just a thought of the third grade, so it will not affect anyone.

What he did at this time was just to reduce the combat power of the divine mind in the third level. Even if he had a certain strength, he didn't want to joke about his future talent.

Everyone watched the old monk's body begin to twist and deform little by little, then turned into bubbles and disappeared directly. They had no idea what Lin Changfeng had done. Did he kill him directly?

All of them looked at Ji Zheng, and after they found that the expression on each other's face began to ease, they also knew that something must have happened.

But now, these things seem to be under Ji Zheng's control and are not as bad as imagined.

What is the second level of Buddhism that everyone also starts?

Only the King of Ming thoughtfully said: "The first level of Buddhism is actually the state of mind, but it is just what Buddhism says. Now it seems that Lin Changfeng's state of mind is extremely powerful, and it is immeasurable."

He patted Wang Wenhao on the shoulder gently. Although he said nothing, his faint smile seemed to be asking.

There is no mood system on the scene. If there is, it can only be the group of people from Buddhism. It is impossible to ask him to talk to the Buddhists at this time.

Wang Wenhao seemed to be thinking too. After a long time, he nodded slightly and said, "I don't know how strong my uncle's mood is. It's just that if he compares it with Ji Zheng... it's different."

The moment when this sentence was said, Wang Wenhao looked at Ji Zheng with his white cloth wrapped around him. Even if he couldn't see anything, his heart could still sense the other party's unhappiness.

He could also feel Ji Zheng's gaze. When he said the words that were not exaggerated, the other party focused all his attention on him.

After a moment, Ji Zheng withdrew his gaze, but the aura on his body began to change. His state of mind seemed to be controlling the golden bowl. Among so many people present, only Wang Wenhao could sense it.

He wanted to speak, but he felt the big hand on his shoulder use some force, as if comforting him and not speaking out.

Looking at the Ming King with a calm smile on his face, Wang Wenhao chose to remain silent. He could not believe in Ming King, but he believed in Lin Changfeng unconditionally.

"despicable……"
Chapter completed!