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Mo Weixian looked at the eighteen golden Arhats in front of him, who were full of terror, and said with a smile, "you are not qualified enough. Let others come out."

When the victims saw the 18 golden Arhats appearing at the same time, they cheered in unison.

"The Bodhisattva appears!"

"Merciful Bodhisattva, please kill this rude man!"

"Get rid of him! Don't let him insult the holy place of the Buddhist temple! "

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For the cry of the victims, the eighteen Arhats also had a touch of pride on their faces. This is the inside information and reputation of langtuo temple.

"Do you hear me? Get out of here! I'll take today's event as if it didn't happen, or you'll go to the Buddhist hall with me to accept the guilt today! "

When Mo Weixian saw that they didn't pay attention to his words, he could not help stroking his beard and shaking his head, but sighed: "I thought that rantuo temple was a reasonable person. I didn't expect that today's rantuo temple has become like this. Well, let me go to the Lingshan mountain and ask your Bodhisattva. Do you want to give me an explanation?"

As he spoke, he would walk towards the depths of langtuo temple.

Eighteen Arhats saw that the rude old man didn't care about himself and others, and even walked towards the langtuo temple. He was furious, "don't get out of here!"

While he was talking, he was already shaking his fist, but when he fell, he found that his fist was still three inches away from Mo Weixian, so he could hardly get close to the old man.

But he had used all his strength and his forehead was blue.

Mo Weixian turned his head and looked at the Luohan who was fighting against him. He pressed his hand on his fist and said in a soft voice, "you go!"

As soon as the words came to an end, Rohan only felt that he was hit by a huge force, his arm was broken, and his body flew backward for more than ten meters. He didn't stop until he hit the wall. He vomited blood at his mouth, and his eyes were incredible.

How is that possible?

Although he was not very strong, he was also the gatekeeper of rantuo temple. His cultivation was in the early days of Mahayana. However, the old man just patted himself on his fist and beat himself out. Who is the old man?!

The other Arhats, seeing this scene, looked at each other, drank angrily, and waved their fists at the old man.

Mo Weixian, however, ignored him and walked into the lantuo temple. At the same time, the 17 Arhats spat blood and flew out, lying on the ground and fainted.

And those who were still excited to see this scene, are silent down, look at each other, look at each other.

Who the hell is this old man?

Mo Weixian stepped into langtuo temple and walked on the bluestone slab. He didn't see many people. When he came to the Middle Temple of langtuo temple, he looked up at the 26 small temples behind the main temple. A gust of wind blew, rolled a piece of Bodhi leaves and fell at Mo Weixian's feet.

A golden light suddenly rose under his feet. It was an array!

At this time, dozens of monks came out of the surrounding rooms, holding sticks and glaring at Mo Weixian.

However, Mo Weixian didn't pay any attention to this. He stamped his feet toward the ground. The ground trembled and the array was broken. The feet of the dozens of monks suddenly sank down and trapped them on the ground. No matter what, they couldn't get away.

"Jiulong prison magic array is a good array, but I'm not a devil, old man."

"Shut up, if you're not the devil! Then why do you want to break into my rantuo temple? "

Mo Weixian stopped for a moment, looked at the monk who glared at him and said, "because I'm going to ask for an explanation, old man!"

What do you say?

All of a sudden, these monks were puzzled. Langtuo temple has been closed for several decades. Why did they ask for the saying of gratitude and resentment?

Mo Wei Xian snorted coldly. The hearts of all the people present were trembling. They all spat out a mouthful of blood, and their hearts were injured.

"You langtuo temple is closed, but you want my apprentice's life when you open the door! If you want this orthodoxy, I'm sure Beishan will accompany you, but you actually give it to the younger generation! When we old guys lose our temper

At this time, Mo Weixian didn't restrain himself. His breath was exposed, and the terror oppressed every monk on the scene, making them kneel to the ground one after another.

Mo Weixian no longer went to see these monks, but looked at the 26 monasteries and said harshly, "since you rantuo Temple dare to bully the small, don't blame my old man for calling. I want to ask for an explanation. If I'm not satisfied today, there's no need for the so-called Jiuzhou first temple to exist! "

As he spoke, Mo Weixian stamped his feet again. The earth shook and turned into countless sharp blades, shooting at the 26 temples.

"Brother Mo, you passed!"

Just then, a sigh came from the temple. When the sharp blade was about to destroy the temple, several figures came out of the 26 temples, and the sharp blade disappeared.

After Mo Weixian saw those figures, he gave a cold smile, "finally willing to come out?"

When the figures appeared, the monk, who was full of anger, was shocked.How can these people be alive?

There is a ban in langtuo temple, that is, the 26 temples behind the temple are not allowed to enter. It is said that it is the place where successive abbots presided over sitting.

But now out of those 26 monasteries came the abbots who had been praised by the world and had been seated. I didn't expect that they were still alive!

And in the face of disaster, langtuo temple came out again.

They all looked happy, and their hearts were filled with pride again. Qi Qigong said: "welcome abbot."

"Let's call it a day, shall we?"

But Mo Weixian sneered, "do you want to do it? I don't agree today! If you don't give me an explanation, I just said that I would destroy the langtuo temple. I will certainly do what I say! "

All the monks were stunned. Listening to the tone of their speech, it seemed that the abbots were soft hearted, but the old man didn't agree.

How is that possible? You should know that each of these abbots was a master of Buddhism and Taoism at that time, and even some of them had experienced the end of the fairyland and finally survived.

But now they are giving in, that is to say, the old man is no more than his own abbots?

It's no wonder that the old man destroyed the array they had laid at that time.

"What do you want to do?"

Seeing Mo Weixian, he didn't plan to give in. The tone of the monks who were almost decadent was not very happy.

"What do you want to do?"

Mo Weixian reaches out his hand and presses it down. The void collapses, which makes the old hosts fall to the ground.

"Do you really think Beishan is a bully? If that old bald donkey of Ru Shi didn't have your consent, how dare he attack my apprentice? "

"This is not the age of us old guys! Don't show off your ridiculous pride. I tell you, if you don't give me an explanation today, I'll tear it down immediately! "

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The old host, who was pressed on the ground by Mo Weixian, was furious and wanted to open his mouth, but Mo Weixian stepped on his feet!

"You what you! Don't think I don't know, let you old guys out as scapegoats, the guy behind the scenes still want to hide and tuck in, I really don't want to be a fool! "