Generally speaking, the martial artist's physical strength and energy are several times that of a normal monk, so Yuyazi has a divine yearning for the martial artist's system.

He doesn't need to be too high. As long as he can reach the point where he can rise up when he hears the abalone, he can't fall. This is also a small goal for him.

But under such an explanation, he felt inexplicably weak in kidney...

In fact, except for Song Rushuang, everyone present could know what Yuyazi was thinking in her heart, but the ability to explain this sentence was really poor.

After glanced at Yuyazi indifferently, Lin Changfeng did not answer, and took Song Rushuang silently left the courtyard, leaving only Yuyazi and Ye Que at the scene.

It was as stiff as petrification. Yuyazi felt despised by others. He said that a man had kidney deficiency was even more uncomfortable than killing him.

Walking over silently, Ye Que gently patted Yuyazi's shoulder and sighed slightly, "Actually, we all know that the result will be the same whether you explain it or not, so..."

"If you have time, let's have a deep conversation together? If you have any skills, you can also ask me to practice together."

This sentence really touched Yuyazi a little. He nodded and said, "In fact, there are really some martial arts that are suitable for us."

Ye Que didn't care whether he could practice it. He also understood it very well. Once these techniques appeared in the ancient martial arts world, they would definitely cause an uproar, so he wanted to benefit the ancient martial arts world.

So at this moment, after hearing Yuyazi's words, he became interested in an instant, looked at the other party curiously, and laughed, "Then tell me what kind of martial arts it is?"

"Vajra Magical Art!"

After Yuyazi said it with a proud look, he added: "If we can get the Vajra magical power of Buddhism... even if it is just a small success, I believe that the golden spear will not fall."

As he said that, he smiled terrified again, and said with a wicked smile: "It's really a golden gun that won't fall~"

Ye Que, the Buddhist Vajra Divine Art, had never seen it, and he didn’t understand what this golden spear actually represents, but you can tell it is quite good by listening to the name of the martial arts.

"Oh~" Ye Que showed a smile that seemed to be ignorant, and then he said in confusion: "After all, it is a Buddhist technique. Is there any way to get it?"

In the past few days, the affairs of Buddhism have not been resolved, but Ye Que also knows how powerful Buddhism is, at least countless times more terrifying than the Tianshi Sect where he is.

"We really can't get it, but don't you want it?" Yuyazi showed a conspiracy expression on her face, and she smiled like a slut, "This time the Buddhist arhat attack, although it may not be able to kill the other party, it can be controlled.

It can still be done, we can search our bodies at that time..."

"Oh!" Ye Que showed a sudden enlightenment expression, and he also understood immediately.

Yuyazi also knew that Ye Que had understood, so he looked at the other party with anticipation. He was now conspiring to Buddhism and wanted to completely break up with Lin Changfeng. Only in this way can he completely destroy Buddhism.

But with his expectant expression, Ye Que changed his tone and said indifferently: "You are thinking too much. Although I am very curious about the Vajra Magical Art of Buddhism, I can only let it go naturally and I can't control it."

After saying that, he waved his hand again, and said with disgust, "I am moved by what I think you are like this? I am a gentleman."

As he walked towards the courtyard, Ye Que was actually itchy, but this matter was not under his control, so he could only see how Lin Changfeng dealt with it.

He kept his jade teeth stiffened and did not react for a while. Ye Que, a shameless dog thief, even said arrogantly that he was a gentleman.

Will a gentleman carry a mobile phone with him, and will he even put hundreds of movies on his mobile phone?

Is this what a gentleman does?

Will a gentleman give him this phone? He will not fall asleep all night?

He sighed deeply, and he was ashamed and angry at Ye Que's shameless attitude, but thinking about it... he felt that the two of them were really in a bad mood.

Atrium! Buddhism!

Foshan was divided into two halves by a sword. During this period, the twelve Zen masters were working together to destroy the sword intent. Lin Changfeng's sword intent was really too terrifying.

It's right.

After two days of working together, the twelve people had not completely driven away the sword intent. Foshan now has no glory as before, and it seems dead.

Lin Changfeng's sword not only cut off the Buddha's light on Foshan, but also directly shattered the faith of all Buddhist disciples.

"Since we are the son of Buddha, we still have no way to capture the other party. It depends on how Master Chanyue arranges it."

"Ji Zheng is dead and has no relationship with my Buddhism at this time. As for how to choose the holy realm, we can just wait and see what changes will happen."

"Buddhist is not a match for the Buddhist son. We are still too weak after all. It's better not to mention these things."

The twelve masters worked together to block the extension of the sword intent, and the things they talked about were centered on Lin Changfeng, among which the mountain guard monks were always taciturn.

Since Master Chanyue left, Foshan has no longer had its former glory. He strongly denied the identity of Lin Changfeng's Buddhist son, but when he held his head up, he looked at the extinguished Buddha light on Foshan, he felt deeply powerless again.

"Why do you see only you twelve people in the quiet place of Buddhism and not pilgrims?"

In the oasis below Foshan, deafening sounds exploded directly in the desert, like a mushroom cloud, the sound waves climbed step by step, and finally exploded over the desert, shrouding the white clouds for several miles.

"This sound..."

The twelve people looked at the foot of Foshan together, but saw a monk wearing Buddhist monk's costume and exposing his upper body. He had a tendon and flesh all over his body, dark skin, and a fierce and evil appearance.

It gives people the feeling of having sex whenever they have disagreements, but in fact, the Arhats of the Transportation Movement are such people.

"Traveling the Arhat?" A look of surprise appeared on the face of the mountain-guarding monk. This was the pride of the Buddhist monk, the only monk who could challenge the first-class.

Hearing his voice, the other eleven people finally remembered the terrifying monk standing on the top of the pyramid, the previous Foshan Mountain Guardian.

"See the Transitional Arhat!"

The twelve people shouted together, and the Arhat of the Ferry Raid raised his hand, and a terrifying energy shattered the void directly, and then everyone's sword intent was twisted and annihilated on Foshan.

The sword intent that troubled the twelve people present for two days was completely solved by raising their hands slightly. This is the second-grade Buddhist arhat, so terrifying!
Chapter completed!