The Battle Between the Top Buddhists and Daoists!
The alms bowl that suddenly flew up stunned all the monks present.
However, Monk Jing E reacted quickly.
He crossed his arms in front of his chest and blocked the purple-gold alms bowl that was bombarding his chest.
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But even so.
Jing E was still forced back a few steps!
After stabilizing his body, Monk Jing E looked at the area between his thumb and index finger.
There were already two bloody scars.
From this, it could be seen how powerful the attack from the purple-gold alms bowl was!
If it wasn't Monk Jinge, but Yuan Jue and Yuan Zhang instead…
He was probably already paralyzed on the ground and seriously injured!
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"Humph! Who is behind this?"
"This poor monk wants to see who dares to stop me from taking this purple gold alms bowl!”
Monk Jing E narrowed his eyes.
Staring at the purple-gold alms bowl that was still floating in the air in front of him, he stretched out his palm again.
This time, JingE muttered something.
His withered palm actually became full.
A layer of light flashed across it.
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"Buddhist Dragon Claw Hand!"
Jing E shouted.
His palm grabbed the purple-gold alms bowl!
Seeing this scene.
Not far away, the six old monks narrowed their eyes and relaxed a little.
After all, the previous scene was too strange.
After they arrived here,
Monk You Hong, who had the strongest perception, had already carefully examined it.
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Other than finding two paparazzi who were secretly taking photos.
He didn't find anyone hiding in the dark.
However, the purple-gold alms bowl suddenly went berserk on its own.
How could this not surprise them!
"Amitabha!"
"I think there should be a layer of restriction left on the purple gold alms bowl, and the level of this restriction is not low.”
"The background of this female celebrity's fiancé is indeed very unpredictable.”
"However, he should never have taken the treasure of our Buddhist Sect as a betrothal gift!”
"How can the things of our Buddhist Sect be contaminated with such secular aura!”
"Take three more things from him as punishment!”
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Longxing Monastery's monk glanced at Reba, who was lying on the ground, and then pressed his palms together as he slowly spoke.
The other old monks nodded in agreement.
But at this moment.
A muffled sound suddenly rang out.
Jing E was sent flying and smashed into the stone pillar beside him.
While he was still in mid-air, a trace of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth!
The purple-gold alms bowl that Jing E had grabbed with his dragon claw was now emitting a faint purple-gold glow!
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East of Shanghai, about ten kilometers away from the scene.
Liu Boqian slowly put down his palm.
The corner of his mouth revealed a trace of disdain as he said,
"Humph! I thought you were some scoundrel!"
"So it's someone from the Buddhist Sect!"
"Disciples of the Great Plain Palace of Qiyun Mountain, listen up!”
"The people from the Buddhist Sect are going to touch the betrothal gift of the Taoist master tonight! Then our Taisu Palace will make sure they never return!”
"Change formation!"
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As Liu Boqian's voice fell.
Hundreds of Taoist priests of Tiansu Palace started to change their palms.
As they formed the seals faster and faster.
An inexplicable power was gathering in Liu Boqian's direction.
In the end, they all entered the wooden token of Dragon Tiger Mountain in Liu Boqian's palm.
The purple-gold alms bowl engraved on it was emitting a dense light!
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Let's talk about the scene.
Although there was blood at the corner of Jing'e's mouth after he was sent flying by the purple-gold alms bowl, his injuries were not too serious.
At this moment, he slightly arched his back and looked at the purple-gold alms bowl with a dark gaze.
The old monks from the other six temples also took a step forward.
It seemed like he was planning to help when JingE was in trouble!
"Hehe, everyone! It seems that the other party's background is bigger than we thought!”
"Man and Weapon as One, I've never seen such a state before.”
Monk Jing E stared fixedly at the purple-gold alms bowl floating in the air.
He said word by word.
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When the six old monks heard this, their faces also revealed a silent expression.
Earlier, when the purple-gold alms bowl had sent Monk Jinge flying.
They knew that there was no restriction on the purple gold alms bowl.
It was because someone was controlling the purple-gold alms bowl at an unknown location. The two of them had already reached the realm of human-artifact unity!
"Amitabha!"
"Jing'e, becoming one with the artifact is already a legendary thing.”
"This old monk surmises that even if the other party was able to reach this level, he must have used some external force!”
"Compared to the other party directly appearing with the purple-gold alms bowl, this method is more effective! It's even weaker."
"That's why the other party doesn't dare to show up.”
"He must be afraid of the seven of us, afraid that he won't be able to return tonight!”
Monk Daoyuan of the Reclining Buddha Temple saw that everyone was a little nervous.
He could not help but slowly speak.
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It had to be said that as soon as he finished speaking.
Jing E, who was about to attack the purple-gold alms bowl again, relaxed a little.
Then, he took a deep breath.
He slowly raised his palm again.
This time, Jing E's palms seemed to be covered in a layer of flames.
Seeing this scene.
A few old monks nearby narrowed their eyes!
"This! This is the Great Strength Vajra Palm?"
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