Chapter 98 The Yaoguang Holy Land Is so Evil From Top to Bottom!
"nonsense!"
Zi Xiao said angrily: "Tell me about you. As a monk, you should be calm and avoid being angry. After all, I am the same generation as your master. You call me by my first name when you come up. As my nephew, Zuo Yuan It is obviously reasonable for Fei to attack you."
"He attacked you, but you fought back. What's the point?"
"Haha..." Fozi laughed out of anger: "You mean, if you people from the Light-Shaking Holy Land attack me, I can't fight back?!"
"certainly!"
Zi Xiao said with a serious face: "Although I am not proficient in Buddhism, I still know some Buddhist allusions. In the past, there was a Buddha who cut meat and fed it to eagles in order to use his body to influence the other party."
"What about you! As a disciple of Buddha, have you forgotten the nonsense of the Buddha... no, the great compassion of the Buddha?"
"When someone slaps you on the left cheek, you should bring the right cheek up to the other person and let the other person slap you again! Isn't this the ideal of Buddhism?!"
"Not respecting your elders is unfilial, not respecting the Buddha's teachings is unfaithful, and not treating your peers well is unrighteous!"
"If you dare to fight back today, you will kill someone tomorrow! Why don't you just lift the lid of Buddha's coffin the day after tomorrow?!"
"Hey... you are unfaithful, unfilial and unrighteous. You have escaped into the devil's path without knowing it!!! In this way, why are you practicing Buddhism! Why are you chanting Amitabha!"
Zixiao looked at Fozi with a heartbroken expression.
These remarks immediately stunned Buddha on the spot.
He never understood why he was beaten and had big bumps all over his head, but in the end he was still wrong? !
The most irritating thing is that it is obvious that the other party is sophistry, but in the heart, I subconsciously feel that what the other party is saying makes sense!
"As expected of my junior uncle, you..."
"As expected of my junior uncle!!!"
Wei Zhenbin was about to speak with a smile on his face when he was loudly interrupted by Zuo Yuanfei: "Uncle Junior Master can even understand the principles of Buddhism. He is worthy of being... well... worthy of being a human being... God... this... "
"If you don't know how to praise others, then don't praise them."
Wei Zhenbin stepped forward, laughed at Zuo Yuanfei, and then looked at Zi Xiao: "Uncle Master is Uncle Master. Buddhism and Taoism are nothing but child's play to you. If this little bald donkey still doesn't understand, It’s no use to be a Buddhist.”
"..."
Zuo Yuanfei was speechless for a while, staring at Wei Zhenbin closely.
very good! You have the right to die!
"Okay, okay, let's get ready to start the sect competition."
Zi Xiao walked to the arena in front.
As a martial arts training ground, the arena must be prepared. In addition, for this sect competition, the Holy Land of Shaking Light has spent a lot of money.
The arena is reinforced with hard materials, and the surrounding formations, let alone those of genius, can block the Saint's attacks. After all, on the surrounding high platform, in addition to the Holy Master, there are also young disciples watching the ceremony.
If one were not careful and the arena was broken into pieces, many people would be accidentally injured.
Zixiao knew the process of this sect competition long before.
The Ten Holy Lands are on the same page, so naturally they won't engage in any fierce competition.
The first game is a big melee. The core disciples each send a hundred people to decide the winner. When the time comes, the one with the most people, or they are the only one left in the arena, will be considered the winner.
The remaining saints, saints, and sequence players competed for first place in a knockout round.
Of course, everyone wants to stop at the point.
This is also why a moderator is needed to stop the competition as soon as possible when something goes wrong.
Looking at the core disciples of the Ten Holy Lands, Zixiao did not open his eyes of insight to observe any children of destiny.
We already know that there is more than one Son of Destiny, so the people here must have destiny. No need to think about it. Being able to worship in the Ten Holy Lands is itself a manifestation of luck.
But if you search carefully one by one, wouldn't it be that Xian is ill? Since they haven't offended you, you don't need to pay attention to them.
"Everyone, now the sect competition is about to begin. Disciples from various holy places, you can come on stage."
As soon as Zi Xiao finished speaking, a hundred core disciples walked out of the crowd in each holy land.
Their young and immature faces were full of rebelliousness.
Young men should be proud! If you are not arrogant at this time, when can you be arrogant?
Fortunately, the arena prepared by the Shaking Light Holy Land was large enough, and it did not seem crowded if a thousand people stood on it.
After these disciples stood on the ring, they set up a battle formation. It was obvious that they had done their homework before coming.
But there are two disciples who are incompatible with each other.
One was the disciples of the Tianji Holy Land. They were all wearing smoky makeup, holding magic weapons filled with black energy. When they looked at the disciples of other Holy Lands, they let out arrogant laughter.
For those who didn’t know, they thought it was a demonic invasion.
The other one is the disciples of Shaking Light Holy Land.
Rather than saying that what they were holding were magic weapons, it would be better to say that what they were holding were tables, chairs and benches. The magic weapons were more bizarre than the last, and there was even one holding a broom.
Their eyes were staring straight at the disciples of Tianxuan Holy Land, and their eyes almost jumped out of their sockets.
The direction is clear and the goal is clear.
Although Zi Xiao said that he did not hate those people in Tianxuan Holy Land, he was not a Holy Mother, so naturally he would not care about this matter.
So after seeing that everyone was ready, he made a magic formula with one hand, and the spiritual power gathered in his hand.
Uh-huh!
A burst of sword light flashed.
A stone slab in the center of the arena was instantly split into two.
"Begin!"
"Kill!"
"Kill these bastards!"
"Amitabha, I will save you!"
"Hehehe! This Taoist friend, I think you will have a bloody disaster today!"
"Look at the magic treasure!"
"Who is the shameless one who hit me!!!"
"..."
With the word "begin" from Zixiao's mouth, thousands of disciples immediately fought together. At this time, they forgot about the battle formation.
As long as the clothes worn by the opponent are different from their own, they are the enemy!
In sharp contrast to the shouting and killing on the stage are the Buddhist disciples standing below the stage.
He looked at the sky in confusion and really wanted to yell, is there no one to speak for me?
But everyone is now focusing on the stands, and no one pays attention to him. Even the Wuxiang Saint on the high platform is watching his disciples perform on the stage.
The other Tianjiaos below the stage noticed the miserable state of the Buddhist disciples.
"I've heard about it before, but I just saw it today. The Yaoguang Holy Land is really evil from top to bottom!"
"If you think it's evil, look at the stage, buddy, the disciples of the Yaoguang Holy Land are simply not human. What does it mean to focus on the lower three roads?"
"What are you panicking about? The disciples of the Yaoguang Holy Land are fighting the Tianxuan Holy Land desperately. What are you afraid of?"
"I'm from the Tianxuan Holy Land. You ask me what I'm afraid of?"
"Sorry!"
"Forget about the people of the Yaoguang Holy Land. After all, you have seen their feelings for Zi... uh, for Brother Zi. They must seek justice for them. What do you mean by the people of the Tianji Holy Land?"