The Jindan masters present were shocked. They were shocked by Mingzhen's courage to stand up and refute the Nascent Soul Master head-on.
In other words, this is no longer a rebuttal, but a scolding!
As Master Jindan, I scolded a Master Nascent Soul!
Zhenjun Yujun and others were shocked, because they were shocked by the supreme wisdom contained in Mingzhen’s words!
In particular, several eminent Buddhist monks were shaken mentally.
Monk Yuankong's face became extremely ugly.
Although his cultivation and combat power are far higher than Ming Zhen.
But in this kind of verbal confrontation, what is competing is the understanding of the profound meaning of Buddhism, what is competing is the root of wisdom, what is competing is the understanding of Buddhism and Taoism!
In this regard, monk Yuankong fell behind.
Facing Ming Zhen's aggressive stance, he had no way to refute or argue.
Because, deep down in his heart, he knew best that he had indeed had evil thoughts and murderous intentions just now!
Now, his flaw was caught by Mingzhen, and in a few words, his Taoist heart was shaken!
"You are a young monk, even if you were practicing cultivation in your mother's womb, how many Buddhist scriptures have you read and how many Zen teachings have you understood? You know what compassion is and what cruelty is! You know what is good and what is evil!"
Monk Yuankong looked gloomy and shouted!
This time, Monk Yuankong even used the power of Buddhist Sanskrit!
Although he does not have the power of the Great Ming Scripture, he is the Nascent Soul Lord after all. There is even a trace of mana fluctuation in the void, which makes people tremble!
All the monks can feel that Monk Yuankong has become truly angry!
Caught off guard and hit by the Sanskrit sound, Mingzhen staggered and his face turned pale.
But Mingzhen's eyes still showed no fear at all, they were clear and bright, and he said word by word: "There is no priority in learning, the master is the teacher!"
This counterattack is really powerful.
There were only eight simple words, but they hit Monk Yuankong's vital point again!
If you use the words of the little fat man, even though you, Monk Yuankong, are old, you have lived like a dog, I can be your master!
Su Zimo and others' hearts sank.
In full public view, Monk Yuankong was scolded like this by a Jindan master, and he was almost unable to refute, and his face was completely disgraced.
Monk Yuankong was already on the verge of going berserk.
Now, if Mingzhen said these words, he would definitely be killed!
"you wanna die!"
As expected, Monk Yuankong's eyes widened with a look of anger on his face.
Boom!
Monk Yuankong was furious, stretched out his palm as big as a cattail leaf fan, and spread his fingers.
The mana surged in mid-air and quickly formed a sky-covering hand, crushing Mingzhen on the ground. The void trembled with a terrifying force!
This is the move of the Nascent Soul Lord.
Jindan Zhenren on the ground felt a large shadow shrouding him, and the pressure instantly increased, almost suffocating!
Even though Jindan Zhenren, who was on the periphery, was like this, it was hard to imagine what kind of pressure Mingzhen, who was targeted by Monk Yuankong, was under.
Mingzhen groaned, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
In mid-air, apart from monk Yuankong, there are four true kings of Buddhism.
But some of the four true monarchs had expressionless faces, some lowered their eyebrows, and some turned a blind eye.
Although they knew that Monk Yuankong was angry and overpowering others, the four Buddhist monks had no intention of helping him.
Offending Monk Yuankong because of an unknown monk with no origin is really not a wise choice.
They think about pros and cons, not right or wrong.
This is exactly what is so rare about Mingzhen!
This is a matter for Buddhism. People in Buddhism will stand by and watch, and the immortal and demonic sects will not interfere.
What's more, Mingzhen is from Su Zimo's side, and all the Nascent Soul Lords of the Immortal Sect are secretly sneering and gloating.
A green figure flashed past and stood in front of Mingzhen, resisting most of the crushing pressure!
Su Zimo raised his head slightly, his eyes were bright, murderous intent was gushing out, his black hair was dancing wildly, his body's energy and blood were surging, his golden elixir was running, and he was ready to fight with all his strength!
He will not watch Mingzhen being suppressed, nor will he be captured without mercy!
I don’t care about any golden elixir vision list, ancient vision monument, or generous rewards, I don’t want them anymore!
Since you are so aggressive, kill him first and turn everything upside down!
True Lord Yujun frowned slightly, and just raised his hand, wanting to stop him, but he seemed to feel something.
True Lord Yujun's eyes fell on the crowd not far away, flickered for a moment, and then lowered his palm.
"Amitabha!"
Accompanied by the sound of the Buddha's name, a faint fire suddenly appeared in mid-air, blocking Monk Yuankong's powerful magic hand.
Wow!
This fire seemed weak, as if a gust of wind could blow it out, but when it encountered the magic palm of Monk Yuankong, it burned instantly!
Crackling!
The fire spread, burning mana, and soared into the sky!
Monk Yuankong's expression changed drastically and he quickly retracted his palm.
Even so, he was still half a step too late. Monk Yuankong's sleeves were stained by a spark, and the sleeves were instantly burned to ashes!
The flame has not been extinguished yet and is already burning towards the arm!
Monk Yuankong's eyes flashed with cold light, he bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out a stream of blood.
"Destroy!"
Monk Yuankong shouted, and the blood essence exploded in mid-air, forming a scarlet blood mist and falling on his arm!
Stab!
The fire source on his arm went out, and faint green smoke came out.
Monk Yuankong let out a long breath.
If he had reacted a little slower, the arm might have been gone!
In just an instant, he broke into a cold sweat!
Noticing this change, Su Zimo temporarily suppressed the murderous intention in his heart.
The situation seems to be turning for the better, and it has not reached the point where everything will be destroyed.
Staring at the faint flame floating in the air, Nascent Soul Master in the air frowned, obviously recognizing the origin of the fire, and looked around.
Monk Yuankong regained consciousness, his face was gloomy, he looked around and said in a cold voice: "Guide Monk, come out!"
On the ground, among the dense crowd, a middle-aged monk rose into the air.
"Randeng Temple!"
Noticing the token on the middle-aged monk's waist, the little fat man and the others recognized it after hesitating for a while.
Before this, only the five major temples came from the six Buddhist temples.
Only the Randen Temple is absent.
On the ancient battlefield twenty years ago, no descendant of the Randen Temple appeared.
In Su Zimo's impression, this temple was extremely mysterious.
Ji Chengtian whispered: "The guiding monk of the Randen Temple is quite famous in the Tianhuang Continent. His strength is unfathomable. He has the reputation of 'the flame of the burning lamp and the guiding monk'. He is one of the top Nascent Soul Lords! "
Su Zimo nodded.
The hand shown by the guiding monk just now was stunning enough.
Even Monk Yuankong suffered a small loss!
The guiding monk came close to the faint fire, stretched out his finger, and tapped lightly on the fire.
This terrifying and frightening fire seemed to sink into the guide monk's fingers and disappear in the blink of an eye!
"Guide Monk, what do you mean!"
Monk Yuankong said coldly: "Because of this little monk, you want to go against me?"
The guiding monk smiled slightly and said: "Fellow Taoist Yuankong, this little friend is right. The way you looked just now was indeed hateful and ferocious."
"My fire is not burning you, but the devil in your heart!"