Chapter 231 Long-lost...Fu Bao looked at the strange man in front of him, sizing him up bit by bit. This style of dressing... "Are you from Yangzhou?" Fu Bao looked at Zhang Qiming and said cautiously. It's no wonder that he is vigilant; the world is truly turbulent. The original Golden Buddha Sect was mainly located in Jizhou, Yongzhou, and Yanzhou. As a rival of the Tianming Academy, it had been competing for territory in the three states. As a result, Jizhou Huang Tiandao rose up. No matter what your Jinfo Sect or Tianming Academy is, if you don’t submit to Huang Tiandao, you will die! Jizhou is Huang Tiandao's base. Now Yanzhou has been swallowed up by Huang Tiandao, and Huang Tiandao is watching Qingzhou. As for Yongzhou, let alone Xin Zong, a farming man came out of Yongzhou. I thought they were all Buddhist sects, and everyone was eating from the same bowl, so we should not look at the monks but the Buddhas... As a result, Liaochen of Xinzong just asked them if they could farm. They are all warriors, how can they farm? Farming is something that only rough people do, not something that Buddha does.
So... they were also driven out of Yongzhou. At this point, the Golden Buddha Sect had lost its base in Jizhou, Yongzhou, and Yanzhou, so they could only flee to Xuzhou and prepare to develop in Yangzhou. Unexpectedly, they suffered a great loss in Yangzhou and had to retreat to Xuzhou. Monk Fubao was a dignified Zhou Tian warrior. Normally he was the abbot of a Golden Buddha Temple, but he had to be a deacon in the Golden Buddha Temple in Picheng, Xuzhou. The unhappiness in his heart reached its peak. Especially helping the uncle-master catch the escaped lustful monk, it was even more annoying! Damn it, we are all Zhoutian warriors, why should I listen to that stupid uncle? No matter how unhappy he was, he had been in the underworld for many years and was still cautious. Back when they were in Jizhou, that was all the territory of their Golden Buddha Sect. As long as they paid attention to the Confucian barbarians in Tianming Academy, they could walk around freely even if they had only Qi Hai cultivation. It’s really like the old lady’s New Year, each year is getting worse than the last! "You monks these days bully men and women, rob people openly and secretly, you are as ugly as parasites. Your crimes are truly heinous!" Zhang Qiming pointed at Fu Bao 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. Since the fight was about to start, he didn't care. If Zhang Qiming won, he would regard it as a mockery of good fortune. If Zhang Qiming lost, he would not survive anyway. For a man who is about to hang himself, it doesn't hurt to satisfy his craving for food 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! Traitor! He actually leaked the secrets of the Golden Buddha Sect to outsiders and even dared to act sarcastic in front of him. He really deserves 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 formed behind him. It was none other than Amitayus Buddha, also known as Amitabha! Amitabha sat on a lotus platform with a firm and fearless posture. He made a seal with one hand and raised the other hand in front of his chest. Then a golden light with countless swastikas shot towards Zhang Qiming. It is the Golden Buddha Sect’s specialty, “Golden Buddha Light”! Zhang Qiming looked at the Buddha statue curiously and commented: "Is this Amitabha? I have only seen him in books, but this is the first time I have seen his moves!" Facing the golden light of the swastika, a blue sword energy appeared around Zhang Qiming, and with a "squeak" it pierced through the golden light of the swastika, and with a "ding" it hit the protective golden light of Monk Fubao. "No wonder the book says that the protective Buddha light of bald monks 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 casual sword energy. But he doesn't look like he has a very high level of cultivation! "Zhou Tian warrior?" asked Monk Fubao. "No, it's Qingshan Martial Arts Academy, the first batch of junior high school graduates!" Just as Zhang Qiming finished speaking, several blue sword auras appeared beside him, swirling and entwining like a rotating sword, facing the monk Fubao who was covered in golden light. Monk Fubao had a serious look on his face. He raised his right hand and made a scissors-like hand seal. The Amitabha Buddha statue behind him made hand seals like him, trying to block the rotating sword energy. Unfortunately, it's in vain. This is the "Armor-Breaking Sword Qi" developed by Qingshan Martial Arts Academy, which is specially designed to break the Buddha's Light and other protective true qi, also known as "Sword Two"! And Zhang Qiming got full marks in the sword energy test! Therefore, the rotating sword energy rolled on the golden light, and then made a "hissing" sound, penetrating the body of Monk Fubao and also penetrating the Amitabha Buddha behind him. "Puff!" Monk Fubao couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. He was considered a capable fighter in the Golden Buddha Temple and had fought with Bu Cunren of Tianming Academy for many years. He never expected that he could not even block the opponent's sword! "Ha! Brother Fubao, you are injured. I will go call for help!" The seven or eight monks who came with Fubao saw that Fubao was injured in the blink of an eye. They knew they had met a tough guy, so they shouted to call for help and then scattered. Fu Bao is one of the five Zhoutian warriors in the Golden Buddha Temple, and his share of the dividends is being coveted by many people. If he dies, wouldn't everyone be happy? "Are all the monks in your Golden Buddha Temple so kind-hearted?" Zhang Qiming looked at the monk Fubao, who was the only one left at the scene, and couldn't help asking Fusheng. Since leaving Yangzhou, he felt that his three views were constantly being refreshed. "Ha..." Fusheng sneered and said, "Golden Buddha Temple has always put profit first. Whoever has profit is the Buddha. For the sake of profit, brothers and sisters can do anything!" "Wow..." Zhang Qiming expressed that it was an eye-opener. "I haven't lost yet!" Monk Fubao felt as if he was being ignored. He suppressed the discomfort and used his true energy. The statue of Amitabha Buddha appeared behind him again. The statue rotated and revealed a pitch-black face. That is Mahakala, the wrathful form of Buddha when he is subduing demons. The six-armed form of Mahakala held a trident in each hand, with flames burning on his body. He roared angrily, and with a pitch-black palm from Monk Fubao, he rushed towards Zhang Qiming. "Swish!" The blue sword energy rushed up into the sky from Zhang Qiming's body, and the sword energy gathered into a sharp blue sword energy. To the surprise of Monk Fubao, the sword energy easily pierced through Monk Fubao's palm and the image of Mahakala behind him. This is the Qingshan sword energy of Qingshan Martial Arts Academy, "Sword One". "Impossible!" Blood gushed out of Monk Fubao's mouth. His chest was pierced. He looked at Zhang Qiming in disbelief, unable to believe that Zhang Qiming was so strong. "This long-awaited killing is really...pleasant!" The sword energy surrounded Zhang Qiming, making Zhang Qiming couldn't help but say. "What did you say?" Fusheng was behind Zhang Qiming and he didn't hear clearly what Zhang Qiming said. "I say, it's really fun to bully the weak ones after a long time!" Zhang Qiming said with a laugh. Happy monster!
(End of this chapter)