"I paid homage to the holy monk. I was ignorant and did not understand the Mahayana Buddhism. I had many offended me before. Please forgive me for the sins!" A monk bowed respectfully.

"Please forgive me for your sins!" A group of monks bowed down.

Wang Ke and the holy monk stared at the group of monks together.

Damn, we just want to fool the Mahayana Buddhism. Why do you really believe it? This caught us off guard!

The holy monk didn't say anything and looked at Wang Ke. What are you doing now? How to act?

Wang Ke took a deep breath and gave the holy monk a reassuring look. Damn, the most difficult part has passed, what are you afraid of now?

The most important thing now is Zhang Zhengdao’s side, it’s time to stop!

"Ahem!"

Wang Ke coughed twice.

But there were still screams below.

The holy monk didn't know how to act, so he could only sit there and pretend to know nothing.

Wang Ke's face darkened. Why is this righteous way so ignorant? It's time to stop. I know you have great ventriloquy, but now you can't act. A group of monks are still staring at me. What should I do now?

"My masters, the holy monk is currently closing the gate of hell, so it is not convenient to speak to you. If you have the intention to accompany the holy monk to recite scriptures to create a Buddhist environment surrounded by Buddha's voice, so that the holy monk can focus on closing the gate of hell?" Wang Ke looked at the monks.

"Amitabha, the donor, what you said is the most! Let's recite the Diamond Sutra together to help the holy monk!" A monk spoke.

Suddenly, all the monks sat down.

In an instant, the sound of Buddha erupted everywhere, and almost all the monks participated.

Wang Ke was also stunned. These monks are so easy to talk to now? What about the ruthlessness of the glaring King Kong a few days ago?

The sound of Buddha came everywhere, and countless people suppressed the fear in their hearts. While running away, they also quietly looked back.

Gradually, the screams of the underground slowly stopped.

Wang Ke's eyes lit up, and Zhang Zhengdao was indeed sensible and finally stopped shouting.

A group of monks recited scriptures, and heard the screams disappear, each of them was honored, as if the closing of the gate of hell and the contributions they had, the chanting scriptures became louder.

Wang Ke turned his head and looked at the holy monk. When the holy monk saw Wang Ke’s nod, he knew it was time to end.

"Amitabha!" The holy monk suddenly spoke.

In an instant, all the monks stopped reciting scriptures.

"Thank you for your help. Today's preaching is over. I still need to save the dead, Amitabha!" said the holy monk.

Are the Holy Monks starting to drive people away?

The holy monk at this moment is naturally different from the holy monks before. The holy monk's words at this moment are like imperial decrees for the monks, and no one disobeys them.

"Amitabha! I am working hard for the holy monk, let me leave!" The monks stood up and bowed respectfully.

Without any delay, a group of monks began to go out one after another.

At this moment, a disciple of the Immortal Sect suddenly changed his face: "The face of the holy monk, how about the face of the holy monk...!"

The face of the Holy Monk was full of acne, and it was the inner and outer three layers, which was so scary that it looked like a look.

Previously, there was a roof in the Demon Suppression Temple, which was dark and could be hidden inside. Now the roof is gone, so naturally someone has seen it.

"The holy monk used his body as a mortal, and he was killed in vain. He was eroded by the ghost energy, causing his face to be damaged. This is not ugly, but a compassionate appearance! Don't slander the holy monk!" A monk said angrily.

"My Buddha is merciful, the holy monk is merciful! He will not hesitate to waste his body, but also to transform into a resentful spirit of death. Amitabha Buddha! Our role model!" A group of monks explained.

Wang Ke and the Holy Monk stared at the side widened their eyes, "We don't want to blow this anymore?" You have allergic drugs on the holy monk's face. What do you think?"

With the scolding of a group of monks, the disciples of the Immortal Sect suddenly became "relieved" and bowed respectfully to the holy monks, taking all the people out.

At this moment, the holy monk still has important things, so he cannot disturb the holy monk!

Suddenly, the people in the wall of the Demon Suppressing Temple left the wall. A group of monks left the wall and did not leave. Instead, they sat around outside the wall of the Demon Suppressing Temple, chanting scriptures and protecting the holy monks and preventing outsiders from approaching.

When the gate was closed, Wang Ke and the holy monk looked at each other.

"Wang Ke, are we having a bit of a big deal?" The holy monk looked at Wang Ke blankly.

"I, I don't know either!" Wang Ke looked strange.

"The door to hell is opened, the bodhisattva's wrath, the heavenly punishment is coming, and the heavenly sword severely damages the Nascent Soul Realm? How come I feel like I'm dreaming?" The holy monk showed a strange look on his face.

Wang Ke looked at the clouds in the sky. Although he didn't know what happened before, Wang Ke knew that they were all fake. There must be someone above. Tian Zhen called out Murong Luguang. Could it be Murong Luguang hiding in the clouds?

As for the Gate of Hell, that's even more nonsense. It's clearly Zhang Zhengdao's skills.

"Call Zhang Zhengdao first!" Wang Ke immediately opened the mechanism.

"Zhang Zhengdao, come out!" the holy monk shouted at the underground palace under the mechanism.

"I, I, puff!" Zhang Zhengdao's weak voice came from below.

"What's wrong?" Wang Ke's face changed and he jumped to the underground palace.

I suddenly saw Zhang Zhengdao grabbing the lightning whip, his whole body twitching, and white foam was spraying in his mouth.

"Are you?" Wang Ke said in shock.

"I'm going to be electrocuted, this thing leaks electricity!" Zhang Zhengdao said in grief.

"I know, the first day of leakage is not the key, why are you using the Lightning Whip? Didn't you perform ventriloquism just now?" Wang Ke said inexplicably.

"What kind of verb skills?" Zhang Zhengdao said in a daze.

Wang Ke: “…………!”

Holy Monk: “…………!”

"Chasing, Nie Tianba was rescued by a group of rats. All of them were rescued by rats!" Zhang Zhengdao said anxiously.

"What Nie Tianba, what rat? Are you hysterical?" Wang Ke said with a glaring eyes.

Turning his head and following the direction of Zhang Zhengdao, Wang Kecai saw a big hole in the underground palace.

"Is this?" Wang Ke said in shock.

"I didn't call me just now, it was Nie Tianba and the others. I used the Lightning Divine Whip..." Zhang Zhengdao explained.

Wang Ke stared at Zhang Zheng and said, "So, what we want to thank Nie Tianba and the others?"

Zhang Zhengdao: “…………!”

"Why did they run away?" the holy monk said curiously.

"Previously, we were going to have a death to death. Of course, I would definitely be more injured. But in the end, a group of mice rushed in and hit me desperately. I accidentally let go and they took the opportunity to escape. However, they were all electric and could not leave, but the mice carried them and ran away!" Zhang Zhengdao explained.

"Nie Tianba, he can also play tunnel battles now?" Wang Ke said with a ugly expression.

"How are you? We didn't interfere with you, right?" Zhang Zhengdao said worriedly.

"It's okay, it's over! It's safe!" Wang Ke explained.

"It's over? How could it be over? Nie Tianba and the others shouted so shrillly just now, it's okay?" Zhang Zhengdao said in shock.

"Thanks to you, we are fine!" the holy monk explained.

Zhang Zhengdao's face froze. Why are you monks cursing? Who is calling out to the ghost?

"Go out first. I'll ask my subordinates to repair the big hole here first, and then repair the Demon Suppression Temple!" Wang Ke shook his head.

A group of people left the underground palace like this.

A storm has passed, but another bigger storm has begun.

Originally, many people would rather believe in their attitude than trust in their non-existence. They did not believe in their disciples of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, but now it is different.

Everyone knows the eighteen levels of hell, understands Mahayana Buddhism, sees the gate of hell, and even the punishment of heaven! Now, the disciples of the Immortal Sect and the group of immortal monks have all recognized the identity of a holy monk, and can the people not believe it?

The news began to spread in all directions as if it had grown wings.

In just two days, news about the holy monk spread throughout Zhou Jing.

The holy monk has no cultivation, but he is a Bodhisattva disciple. Is it important to have cultivation? Didn’t he see that all the monks from the immortal sect protect their Dharma?

For a time, more and more people came to the Demon Suppression Temple to worship. At the same time, the treasure banknotes sold by the Wang family were out of stock again. No, it is hard to find any money now. This is a ghost currency personally recognized by the holy monk!

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Three days later, the inn terrace outside the Demon Suppression Temple.

Nie Tianba and others were able to walk around, standing on the terrace one by one, watching the crowds of people outside the Demon Suppression Temple in the distance.

"The holy monk opened the door to hell? Did we make the scream?" a man in blood robe said with an ugly face.

"Do you want to inform those people that they have been cheated?" asked another man in blood.

The men in the blood robe were silent for a moment. Notify? Notify it just a big deal! Now who dares to say that the holy monk is fake, and a group of monks can spray you to death. What's more, he is still a blood demon, so how dare he go out?

"What should I do now?" Nie Tianba said with an ugly face.

"A group of rat demons came to report that the underground palace under the Demon Suppression Temple had been filled with various huge rocks by the king, and some warning bells were made. Once the rat demon digs the tunnel, it will be discovered!" A man in the blood robe said with an ugly face.

"Damn, Wang Ke and the others are so familiar with the Taoist path? What makes the rat demons helpless?" Another man in blood robe said with a strange expression.
To be continued...