C293 (1/2)

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?