Chapter 231 Long-Lost

Chapter 231 Long-lost...

Fubao looked at the strange man in front of him and looked at him bit by bit.

This style of dress...

"Are you from Yangzhou?" Fubao looked at Zhang Qiming and said cautiously.

It's no wonder that he was alert, because the rivers and lakes are really turbulent.

The original Golden Buddha Sect was mainly in Jizhou, Yongzhou, and Yanzhou. As a sworn enemy, it has been competing for territory with Tianming Academy in the three states.

As a result, Huang Tiandao in Jizhou rose up. No matter what Golden Buddha Sect and Tianming Academy you are, if you don't return to Huang Tiandao, you will die!

Jizhou is Huang Tiandao's base. Yanzhou has been swallowed by Huang Tiandao, and Huang Tiandao is watching Qingzhou.

As for Yongzhou, let alone, Yongzhou came out of the Xin Sect who farmed.

I thought they were all Buddhist sects, and everyone was digging for food in the same bowl, not looking at the monks but the Buddhas...

As a result, Lechen of the Xin Sect just asked them if they could farm.

They are all warriors, so how can they farm!

Farming is something that only rough people do, not Buddha.

So... they were also driven out of Yongzhou.

So far, Jizhou, Yongzhou, and Yanzhou, their Jinfo Sect has no base, so they can only flee to Xuzhou and prepare to develop in Yangzhou.

Unexpectedly, they suffered a big loss in Yangzhou and retreated to Xuzhou again.

He Fubao, a dignified Zhoutian warrior, is usually the abbot of a Jinfo Temple, but he has to be a deacon in the Jinfo Temple in Picheng, Xuzhou.

He was extremely unhappy.

Especially helping his uncle catch the escaped Jianse monk, which made people even more unhappy!

Damn it, we are all Zhoutian warriors, why should I listen to that stupid uncle.

Even if he was unhappy, he had been in the rivers and lakes for many years, and he was still cautious in his heart.

When he was in Jizhou, it was all the territory of their Jinfo Sect. As long as they paid attention to the Confucian barbarians in Tianming Academy, they could walk sideways even if they had Qi Hai cultivation.

It's really like an old lady celebrating the New Year, getting worse every year!

"You monks these days bully men and women, rob openly and secretly, as ugly as parasites, it's really a heinous crime!" Zhang Qiming pointed at Fubao and cursed.

"Brother Zhang is wrong, they only bully men. I often can't get along with them because I'm not perverted enough!" Fusheng whispered beside him. Anyway, the fight was about to start. He didn't care.

If Zhang Qiming won, he would take it as a mockery of Fubao.

If Zhang Qiming lost, he would not survive anyway.

For a person who is about to hang himself, it's not a loss to satisfy his addiction before he dies.

"How dare you!" Monk Fubao was furious. Zhang Qiming's words would not make him angry, but Fusheng's words made him very angry.

Traitor! Monk traitor!

He actually leaked the secrets of the Golden Buddha Sect to outsiders, and dared to be weird in front of him, he really deserved to die!

"Om Mani Padme Hum!" Monk Fubao chanted the six-syllable mantra of Buddhism, and golden light shone all over his body. A Buddha image was formed behind him. It was the Buddha of Infinite Life, also known as Amitabha!

Amitabha sat on the lotus platform, with a firm and fearless posture, one hand forming a seal, and the other hand raised to his chest. Then a golden light with countless swastikas shot towards Zhang Qiming.

It was the "Golden Buddha Light" of the Golden Buddha Sect!

Zhang Qiming looked at the Buddha statue curiously and commented: "Is this Amitabha? I have only seen it in books, and this is the first time I have seen a move!"

Facing the swastika golden light, a blue sword energy appeared around Zhang Qiming, and with a "squeak" it pierced through the swastika golden light, and with a "ding" sound it hit the protective golden light of Monk Fubao.

"No wonder the book says that the protective Buddha light of bald donkeys is annoying!" Zhang Qiming was not surprised to see that the sword was blocked.

He was not surprised, but Monk Fubao was. His "Golden Buddha Light" was blocked by this man's sword energy.

But he didn't look like he had a deep cultivation base!

"Zhou Tian Warrior?" Monk Fubao asked.

"No, it's Qingshan Martial Arts Academy, the first junior high school graduate!" Zhang Qiming had just finished speaking when several blue sword energies appeared around him, spinning and entwining like a spinning sword, facing Monk Fubao, who was covered in golden light.

Monk Fubao had a serious face. He raised his right hand and made a scissor-like handprint.

The Amitabha Buddha statue behind him made a handprint like him, trying to block the rotating sword energy.

Unfortunately, it was in vain.

This is the "armor-breaking sword energy" developed by Qingshan Martial Arts Academy, which is specially used to break the Buddha light and other protective true energy, also known as "Sword II"!

And Zhang Qiming's sword energy test was full marks!

Therefore, the rotating sword energy rolled on the golden light, and then made a "hiss" sound, piercing through the body of monk Fubao and the Amitabha behind him.

"Puff!" Monk Fubao couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

He was considered a good fighter in the Golden Buddha Temple. He had fought with Bu Cunren of Tianming Academy for many years, but he didn't expect that he couldn't block the opponent's sword!

"Huh? Brother Fubao, you are injured, I'll go call for help!" The seven or eight monks who followed Fubao saw that Fubao was injured in the blink of an eye.

They knew that they had encountered a tough guy, and they shouted to call for help and scattered.

Fubao was one of the five Zhoutian warriors in the Golden Buddha Temple, and the dividend he occupied was watched by many people.

If he died, wouldn't everyone be happy!

"Are all the people in your Golden Buddha Temple so warm-hearted?" Zhang Qiming looked at Fusheng after a moment of stunned time. Only monk Fubao was left at the scene, and couldn't help asking.

Since leaving Yangzhou, he felt that his three views were constantly being refreshed.

"Heh..." Fusheng sneered and said, "Golden Buddha Temple has always been profit-oriented. Whoever has profit is the Buddha Dharma. Brothers can do anything for profit!"

"Tsk tsk tsk..." Zhang Qiming was amazed.

"I haven't lost yet!" Monk Fubao felt as if he was ignored. He endured the discomfort and used his true energy.

The statue of Amitabha Buddha appeared behind him again. The statue rotated and turned into a dark face.

That was Mahakala, the wrathful form of the Buddha in the demon-slaying.

The six arms of Mahakala held the trident in his hand, and the body was burning with fire. He roared, and with the dark palm of Monk Fubao, he killed Zhang Qiming.

"Swish!" The blue sword energy rushed up from Zhang Qiming's body, and the sword energy gathered into a blue sharp sword energy. In the surprise of Monk Fubao, it easily pierced through Monk Fubao's palm and the Mahakala form behind him.

This is the Qingshan sword energy of Qingshan Martial Arts Academy, "Sword One".

"Impossible!" Monk Fubao's mouth was bleeding wildly, his chest was pierced, he looked at Zhang Qiming in disbelief, he couldn't believe that Zhang Qiming was so strong.

"This long-lost killing is really... joyful!" The sword energy surrounded Zhang Qiming, making Zhang Qiming couldn't help but say.

"What did you say?" Fusheng was behind Zhang Qiming, he didn't hear what Zhang Qiming said clearly.

"I say, this long-lost bullying is really fun!" Zhang Qiming said with a laugh.

Joyful monster!