MTL - Across the Sky From the Stop of Time-v2 Chapter 937 Tianyin Temple: I thank your eighteen generations of ancestors~~

  Chapter 937 Tianyin Temple: I thank you eighteen generations of ancestors~~

   "Today must be the first day of junior high school, otherwise there wouldn't be so many people." Hao Shuai counted the time with his finger and said with a smile on his face, "How nice the people are! More people can see the face of Tianyin Temple."

   After finishing speaking, Hao Shuai led Zhang Xiaofan and the two of them straight to the back mountain.

  He knew that there was an elegant and quiet little Tianyin Temple on the mountain behind the majestic Tianyin Temple, and that was where Lai Puhong and the others lived.

  But before the three of them set foot on the path, a monk stopped the three of them and said, "Amitabha, please go over there to burn incense and worship Buddha."

  Because before coming, the three of Hao Shuai changed into ordinary people’s clothes, and it’s normal for the monk not to know that Hao Shuai is from the Qingyun Sect.

  Hao Shuai was too lazy to be polite, and said directly: "Tell Pu Hong that Hao Shuai, Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu have all come to worship the mountain!"

   "Amitabha, I wonder what kind of masters these fellow Taoists are?" Although the monk was very angry at Hao Shuai calling Puhong by his name, fortunately, his self-cultivation was pretty good, so he endured it.

   "You don't need to care what kind of sect we are, you just need to call someone." Hao Shuai was too lazy to waste time on this kind of young man.

   "This~~ please tell me the name of the three first, so that the poor monk can report~~" The monk just refused to report.

  Hao Shuai smiled lightly, and shouted with the lion's roar: "Hao Shuai, Lin Jingyu, and Zhang Xiaofan, the orphans of Caomiao Village, came to Tianyin Temple to understand their grievances!"

  As Hao Shuai yelled the last word, the entire Sumeru Mountain was filled with Hao Shuai's voice.

   "Bold, how dare you make a loud noise in Tianyin Temple!"

  Hao Shuai's Lion's Roar did not shake Pu Hong out, but he immediately ushered in a large wave of monks from Tianyin Temple.

"I'll leave it to you." Hao Shuai didn't even have the desire to do anything about this kind of scum that wasn't even in the Upper Purity Realm, and directly handed it over to Lin Jingyu and Zhang Xiaofan behind him, while he himself was the old **** waiting for Puhong appear.

  After receiving Hao Shuai's order, Lin Jingyu and Zhang Xiaofan drew out their fairy swords and met the monks from Tianyin Temple.

  For a while, the two sides fought in full swing.

   "Are the people in Tianyin Temple a tortoise? They are so tolerant!"

  After waiting for a long time, Hao Shuai, who still saw no movement in the so-called Little Tianyin Temple, couldn't help complaining in his heart.

   "Hmph~~ Can you bear it? Let's see how long you can bear it."

  Thinking of this, Hao Shuai ordered to the wrist computer in his hand: "Red Empress, project the data I prepared over the sky of Tianyin Temple."

   "Got it, boss!"

  …

  Small Tianyin Temple

  Just when Hao Shuai's lion roar kung fu was showing its power, in the Zen room of Little Tianyin Temple, Pu Hong, the abbot of Tianyin Temple, had a sad face, wondering what he was thinking.

  The remaining four great monks, Pude and Pukong, as well as the chief disciple Fashan stood behind Puhong, also looking sad.

  Finally, Pukong, who was the most violent, said angrily: "Brother, people from Qingyunmen are blocking the mountain gate, what's the use of us staying here?! At worst, we have to fight with them."

"Amitabha, Junior Brother Pukong's words are wrong. The Qingyun Sect's comers are not good, and the head of Hao's Sect is already in the Taiqing Realm. If we fight head-on with them, we will lose both. The one who will take advantage of the time will be the members of the Demon Sect." "Compared to the irritable Pukong, Pude who practiced "bitter Zen" is much more rational.

   "Senior Brother Pude, what are you afraid of? He is the head of Hao, but now there are only three of them, and there are hundreds of people in our Tianyin Temple. Are you still afraid of them?" Pukong said unconvinced.

  Fa Xiang shook his head as he listened, and said, uncle, you may be thinking a little too much. People don't need to rely on a large number of people, they only need a Zhuxian sword to bridge the gap in the number of people.

   "Alas~~~" Puhong sighed, and said: "As early as ten years ago, Master Hao said that he would go to Tianyin Temple to ask for an explanation in ten years, but he didn't expect it to be today."

   "It's useless to say anything now. After all, this matter is caused by Puzhi Junior Brother. Now that he has passed away, we should bear all the karma for him."

   "Right now, I can only hope that Master Hao, for the sake of being on the same path, can turn big things into small ones, small things~~"

   "Kach~~"

Before Puhong could say anything, he was suddenly interrupted by a violent door opening, and then a disciple of Tianyin Temple stumbled into the meditation room, panting heavily: "Stay~~abbot~~outside~outside~ ~Heaven~~"

   "In the Fa, if you have something to say, don't tell me the sky can still fall." Pukong felt ashamed when he saw his disciple so panic-stricken.

   "No, heaven~ hey~~, master, abbot, you should come out and see for yourself!" Fazhong, who had finally recovered his breath, pointed to the outside and said anxiously.

   "I want to see if the innocence has really collapsed." The impatient Pukong walked out of the Zen room first, and Puhong and the others also followed out curiously.

   Several people came outside the meditation room and looked in the direction of Fazhong's finger. After seeing the scene in the sky, they who were originally calm suddenly became ugly.

   It was supposed to be in the empty sky, but for some unknown reason, scenes appeared out of thin air.

  If it’s just like this, it’s fine~~

   After all, Zhu Xian is a world of celestial beings, and there are always some weird magic weapons that can do this.

   What really made Puhong and the others look ugly was the content of the scene.

  In the picture, a seemingly enlightened monk is slapping a villager to death with a murderous palm. Looking at him, there are already several dead bodies lying there.

   "This~~ this is Uncle Puzhi." The bright-eyed Faxiang was the first to react, and said in disbelief: "Could this be the scene when Master Puzhi killed Caomiao Village?!"

   "It's indeed Junior Brother Puzhi, it's just who has such abilities~~" Puhong whispered.

   "It must be that Hao Shuai~~It must be him!" Pu Kong shouted on the side: "Who else can there be except him!"

  Hey~~

  Pukong really guessed right this time!

  Just now, Hao Shuai saw that Puhong and the others were shrinking their heads in Xiaotianyin Temple, so Hao Shuai, who was determined to ruin Tianyin Temple, released the video secretly recorded back then on the spot.

  As for how to play~~

  Before coming to Tianyin Temple, Hao Shuai secretly put a spaceship into the air. When Hao Shuai needed it, he directly ordered the Red Queen to put a huge virtual screen over Tianyin Temple.

   It's that easy!

   Of course, the effect is also leveraged.

  This can be seen from the expressions on the faces of the common people in the tens of miles around Tianyin Temple all looking up at the sky.

  Besides, thanks to the opening of Tianyin Temple to the outside world, many older people recognized that the person on the screen who was killing innocent people was the general wisdom monk of Tianyin Temple.

   can say~~

  In such a short period of time, Puzhi became popular~~

  The kind of fire that is very hot!

   Moreover, Hao Shuai believes that as time goes by, even if Pu Zhi dies, he will still be the focus of the righteous and evil ways in the next period of time.

  Because Hao Shuai plans to let the spaceship play this video well over all the cities!

   Seeing that Hao Shuai is working so hard to advertise for Tianyin Temple, I think Tianyin Temple will thank him.

  Thanks to eighteen generations of ancestors for that kind of gratitude...

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  (end of this chapter)