Xuantian Dragon Zun

Mount Sumeru, Great Leiyin Temple!

The Discipline Hall is a very important place in the Great Leiyin Temple. It has always been controlled by the Supreme Bodhisattva. Unless something big happens, she will not show up at this hall on weekdays!

Normally, the Discipline Hall is in charge of three deputy hall masters who are at the peak level of Bodhisattva. Some daily trivial matters do not require the presence of the Great Power. Basically, the three deputy hall masters can handle them with full authority.

However, today, the three deputy hall masters received a message from the hall master Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva at the same time, asking them to restrain all the disciples patrolling outside the Discipline Hall and not to interfere in the conflicts above Xumi Square!

The three deputy hall masters immediately conveyed the instructions according to the instruction of Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva. Especially the deputy hall master responsible for the precepts of Xumi Square simply ran to the scene in person!

Ever since, when Du Long and Luo Yu had conflicts before, the disciples of the Discipline Hall would turn a blind eye and let Du Long slap his opponent repeatedly in public!

"Samantabhadra! Who introduced this prince of Xining to Mount Sumeru?!" In the golden-domed Mahavira Hall, Sakyamuni asked without joy or sorrow.

"Master! Prince Luo Yu of the Xining Kingdom was recommended to the mountain by a royal disciple from the Bodhisattva Hall. Because of his perverse personality, no one was willing to accept him as his direct disciple!" The hall leader Pu Xian immediately reported the information he knew truthfully.

"Yes!" Sakyamuni nodded lightly and said: "He was just recommended by an ordinary Bodhisattva-level Buddhist disciple of the Xining royal family, but he actually dared to rob a Taoist monk on Mount Sumeru?!"

"Wow! How dare these two idiots rob Brother Du Long's wife?! My old grandson had a chance encounter with the King of Xining during the previous march to the west. I will personally come forward to ask questions at that time. Ask King Xining how he taught such an arrogant and domineering prince?!" Sun Wukong said with a laugh.

"Hmm!" Sakyamuni rarely nodded in agreement with Sun Wukong's words and said: "When this is over, you can go to the capital of Xining in person on your way back to Huaguo Mountain!"

Guan Zizai and the others on the side looked at each other, and each of them could only shake their heads and smile bitterly. This was the first time they had seen the protective side of Sakyamuni. He was actually prepared to use the hands of Sun Wukong to vent his anger on his beloved disciple? !

"Samantabhadra! Our Sumeru Mountain temple is small, and I'm afraid we can't accommodate the two giant Buddhas from Xining Kingdom! After a while, you can send that prince and the royal Bodhisattva masters from Xining Kingdom back to your hometown!"

While everyone was still mourning for King Xining, Sakyamuni suddenly said this again. Guan Zizai and others were immediately speechless after hearing this.

At this point, they, the powerful men who had followed Sakyamuni for many years, finally understood that he seemed to leave Du Long alone on weekdays, but in fact, he really liked this little disciple in his heart!

Over the Xumi Square, the face of the second-rate prince Luo Yu was swollen to the point of being uncanny. In front of everyone, his dignity was completely ruined today!

"Bastard! You... you wait for me... I will make you pay a heavy price for what you have done!!" In front of everyone, Luo Yu said harsh words again, and then took out the communication array Shi seems to be looking for someone.

As for Du Long, he held his hands in front of his chest, then looked at the other party with a playful look and a disdainful smile, and let him send a message to find helpers.

On the surface, there seemed to be silence in Xumi Square, but secretly, there was already a commotion!

Someone did something in public, but the disciples of the Discipline Hall, who were always fair and strict in dealing with things, turned a blind eye. People gradually discovered that there was definitely some shocking inside story hidden behind this seemingly ordinary conflict.

"Oh my God! Who is the man next to Junior Sister Qingcheng?! How dare you beat the prince Luo Yu of Xining Kingdom in public?!"

"You don't even know him?! That's Du Long, a direct disciple of Sakyamuni Buddha!"

"A direct disciple of Lord Sakyamuni?! No wonder he dares to hit people so arrogantly. No wonder even the disciples in the Discipline Hall dare not take care of this matter!"

"Isn't the Discipline Hall claimed to be absolutely fair and just? Even if the Buddha violates the Discipline, he will be guilty of the same crime as ordinary Arhats?! Why are the direct disciples of Sakyamuni Buddha allowed to beat other disciples wantonly today?!"

"This... I guess the Commandment Hall has received instructions from above, right?! Otherwise, according to their behavior, they will never sit back and watch such a violation of the commandments happen and remain indifferent!"

"Having said that, this Prince of Xining really needs to be dealt with. It's okay to be arrogant and domineering in normal times. After all, he can break through and reach the Bodhisattva state at such a young age. He does have some capital to be arrogant! However, what he did today was really too much. !”

"Who says it's not the case? You dare to rob the Taoist companion of your fellow disciple in a place of pure cultivation in Buddhism? Oh no! It should be the Taoist companion of your junior uncle from the same sect. Isn't this too lawless?!"

"That's right! That good-for-nothing Prince of Xining Kingdom is used to being arrogant on weekdays. Isn't he just hitting the wall this time?!"

"..."

In Xumi Square, many Buddhist disciples were secretly transmitting messages and talking about it. Some supported Du Long in killing the arrogant prince, while others secretly said that he was bullying others with his power and ignoring the precepts of Mount Xumi.

"Who dares to beat me, a member of the Xining Royal Family?!" Soon, a figure was seen hurriedly approaching with electricity, and the sound had already spread far away before the person arrived.

"Uncle! This bastard beat his grandnephew like this in public. You have to make the decision for me!" Luo Yu immediately raised the big pig's head and stepped forward.

"Boy! Who are you?! Why do you dare to ignore the precepts of Mount Sumeru and beat up fellow disciples in public?!" After seeing Luo Yu's miserable state, Luo Jiang, a middle-aged man dressed as a monk, immediately shouted angrily at Du Long.

"It turns out that there are elders at the Bodhisattva level on Mount Sumeru. No wonder you dare to rob the Taoist companion of a fellow disciple in public?!" Du Long did not answer the other party's question. Instead, he looked at Luo Yu with disdain and spoke sarcastically. Rich meaning.

"You brat! Are you justified in hurting someone in public? Since your master doesn't know how to teach you how to behave, I will discipline you for him today!"

In front of everyone, Luo Jiang, a Bodhisattva monk from Xining Kingdom, said such words, which directly made many Buddhist disciples present who knew Du Long's identity speechless.

Sure enough, it’s not like a family doesn’t belong to the same family. The bad temper of Luo Yu, the Prince of Xining Kingdom, must be inherited from the bad temper of the Xining royal family, right? !

After Luo Jiang said these cruel words, he didn't care that this was the Great Thunder Sound Temple of Mount Xumi. He thought that no one would care if the other party hit someone first, and it would not be considered a mistake for him to attack later.

call!

A golden fist shot through the air. Luo Jiang did not dare to use the weapon. Instead, he deployed the powerful Vajra Fist he had learned on Mount Sumeru and punched Du Long directly at the door.

This guy thought that the opponent was just a young junior like his grandnephew. In order not to punch the opponent to death, he deliberately restrained most of his punches. He just wanted to beat Du Long until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen to regain the face of the Xining royal family. That's it.

After all, this is the Great Thunder Sound Temple of Mount Xumi. He cannot bear the responsibility of killing his fellow disciples in public. If he just teaches him a lesson, it shouldn't be a big problem!

Facing the oncoming golden fist, Du Long could tell at a glance that the opponent had some remaining strength, so he naturally understood what he was thinking!

In full view of everyone, he had no intention of evading, but continued to hold his hands in front of his chest, calmly watching the other party's fist slam into his face.

"Boy! Since you want to seek death, then I will help you!" After the middle-aged monk saw the disdain in Du Long's eyes, he roared on the spot and increased his strength in his hands.

Snapped!

Just when he was about to punch Du Long in the face, he raised his right hand lightly, and then with a crisp sound, he caught the opponent's heavy punch with ease!

quiet!

The scene seemed to have been frozen in time. Countless people stared at the scene in front of them with eyes wide open in astonishment and disbelief!

Luo Yu's royal uncle was a strong man at the late stage of the Bodhisattva realm, and he used the powerful Vajra fist technique. Du Long didn't dodge, but he actually reached out lightly to catch the opponent's punch. ? !

"Tsk tsk!" Facing the dumbfounded middle-aged monk, Du Long shook his head and said: "The powerful Vajra Fist is not something you can perform like this. Fortunately, you are still the elder of the Xining royal family in Mount Xumi! After practicing for endless years, You actually haven’t even penetrated the most common powerful Vajra Fist on Mount Sumeru?!”

"asshole!"

Being ridiculed from behind in front of everyone, the middle-aged monk couldn't keep it off his face. Just when he was about to yell angrily and try his best to teach the other party a lesson, he was horrified to find that he couldn't withdraw his fist.

The other party's seemingly light palm was now like an extremely hard super artifact pliers, clamping his arm tightly, making it impossible to withdraw his fist.

"With your three-legged cat skills, you still have the nerve to teach me a lesson for Master?!" Du Longshang's smile instantly froze, and he made a fist with his left hand and swung it out.

boom!

I saw that his left fist was instantly covered with a layer of golden luster, quickly cut through the space, causing a violent sound of breaking wind, and then slammed hard on the opponent's stomach!

Well!

The middle-aged monk's body instantly arched in a huge arc, and then his whole body flew upward diagonally, flying farther and farther like a kite!

Wow!

Amidst the soft shouts below, Du Long appeared above his opponent in a flash, and then slammed down with a powerful and heavy King Kong punch, hitting the opponent's back heavily again.

Peng!

The middle-aged monk's body deformed again, and then shot down like a discharged cannonball. Just when everyone thought he was about to make a severe contact with the ground, Du Long's ghostly figure instantly appeared below him again.

Ever since, a human-shaped rubber ball appeared in front of everyone again!

Du Long likes to use this simple and crude method to deal with those arrogant and annoying guys, which will not kill them, but can also cause extremely violent and cruel blows to their souls.

In mid-air, Luo Yu, who had a pig-headed face, opened his mouth in astonishment. He watched helplessly as the extremely powerful clan uncle was being blasted like a ball. He didn't even realize that there was blood and saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth! (To be continued)