The third world does not cross the demon

"Saving people from the sea of ​​suffering is immeasurable merit!" Monk Budu replied with clear eyes, "I don't know who the benefactor wants this little monk to save?"

"This~" the black-clothed boy said with an evil smile, "You follow me to hell, and you'll know!"

Monk Budu nodded in agreement, but never thought that his compassion would almost cause chaos in the Six Realms...

"Listen up, people inside! Hurry up and hand over Lianyue! The Seventh Prince spares you! Otherwise, we will wash this Pudu Temple with blood!"

The shouting outside the temple walls brought back the memories of Monk Budu...

I saw that he did not use any magical powers, and walked to the gate of the temple step by step like a mountain.

Hundreds of great masters rode war horses and blocked the entrance of the temple, each of them was bloodthirsty.

Seeing Monk Budu coming out calmly, the leading general said arrogantly: "It's you, a monstrous monk, who confused the Seventh Prince and took away Lian Yue?"

"I also hope that the benefactor will not shout loudly to disturb the gods in the temple." Monk Budu, wearing a thin monk's robe, walked out of the temple gate without haste.

"Presumptuous! What are you? Are you worthy of teaching this general? Come on! Take down this demon monk for me! Find Lian Yue!" in the eyes.

After the subordinate masters obeyed the order, they came like murderous demons with knives, and they seemed to wash the Pudu Temple with blood.

Seeing hundreds of swords coming at Monk Budu, he frowned slightly, clasped his hands together, and his whole body was covered by a layer of golden bell.

After these blades touched the golden bell, the blades were all shaken by the shock, and these masters all clenched the handles tightly, and the tiger's mouth was shaken painfully by the strong reaction force.

"I didn't expect you, a monstrous monk, to be able to use the Buddhist supernatural power - the golden bell!" The leading general squinted his eyes, like a ferocious beast, and ordered viciously: "Just wash the Pudu Temple with blood! Kill the monks when you see them! I'm here! Let's see how long this demon monk can last!"

After hearing this, Monk Budu's eyes flashed with panic, thinking that although the Pudu Temple is a remote place far away from the capital, there are fifty if not a hundred monks up and down, how can he cause trouble for all monks because of him alone?

He put down his hands, the Buddha light all over his body faded, revealing his originally muscular body, he raised his hand and shouted at the leading general: "Wait a minute! All the faults are made by this little monk and have nothing to do with others!"

The leading general sneered with a sly sneer: "Then take you, a monstrous monk, and hand it over to the Seventh Prince!"

"Your monk will be punished! But please, general, let all the monks in the temple go!" Monk Budu hung his hands down fearlessly, gave up resistance, and his clear eyes pierced people's hearts.

The leading general was stunned for a moment, then waved his hand and shouted: "Come here! Bind this demon monk to me! Take him back to the prince's mansion!"

"Then Mr. Lian Yue?" Ma Xiasui reminded him in a low voice.

"Don't worry!" The leading general sneered again and again: "With Fengyuelou here, are you afraid that he will really run away?"

"Yes!" The entourage lowered his head submissively, a gleam flashed in his eyes.

The leading general tied Monk Budu's hands tightly with hemp rope until shocking blood marks appeared on his pure white arms.

As if to punish him for his rebelliousness just now, the leading general rode on the horse with a long rein and dragged him to walk.

Maybe he was too complacent and didn't notice when his horse entourage disappeared...

At the same time, in the meditation room in Pudu Temple, the attendant who was dismounted just now entered it like a ghost.

He looked at Young Master Lian Yue who was frowning tightly and was still in the nightmare, his eyes were full of murderous intent, spiritual power flickered at his fingertips, condensed into a sharp dagger, and said coldly: "Lian Yue, you can't blame me! Those who want to kill you But my lord!"