Before he finished speaking, with a scream, a pebble flew across in an instant, about the size of a thumb, silent and fast, so fast that everyone had no time to react.
Boom!
Immediately, this small stone accurately slammed on the head of the master of anger, and a big bag was suddenly smashed out, and the whole small stone was instantly shattered.
The monk Jinan was dumbfounded on the spot. He never thought that the turtle sun would even hit himself with a stone. The bastard knew that he couldn't kill him, but he still did it. This was a provocation, clearly a provocation.
Someone saw this scene and immediately yelled at the monk to stop anger: "Wu Wudi, you are too much, you actually use these little tricks to humiliate the master of anger, do you have a bit of justice in the world, there is a kind of honesty."
"That's right, Wu Wudi, you are a brave bandit, but the master of anger is an eminent monk, how can you be irritated by such a despicable and shameless demon? You will die."
A group of people shouted angrily and stared at Xia Ping in the distance.
"Amitabha Buddha, all the benefactors calm down their anger. This is just a dying and struggling behavior of the devil. It proves that the other party is already incapable of doing anything, so he used this kind of kid-like means."
The master of anger waved his hand with a calm expression: "Thinking that a small stone can make a monk like me lose his mind and become angry. It is really too small to look down on the poor monk for 35,736 years. The self-cultivation gained from cultivation, my heart is like still water, like a bright mirror, and there are no waves."
He stood with his hand held up, as if nothing happened just now.
"It's worthy of being a master of anger, a Buddhist monk, this kind of self-cultivation is really elevated, and we can't match it."
"Even if you are so humiliated, you can still remain indifferent. There is no evil talk, and you can't do it without tens of thousands of years of cultivation."
"Teached, really taught, only people like Master Guenu can be regarded as real masters. Although the rest of the people have a good cultivation level, they have very low self-cultivation, and they will speak bad words at every turn. Not respected by others."
"I felt a breath of Buddha in front of the master, that is the real Buddha alive, it seems that the saint is hopeful."
Everyone admired them with admiration.
Before he finished speaking, another black stone the size of a watermelon smashed from a distance, like a meteor, across the sky, carrying a terrifying aura.
Boom!
The stone slammed on the forehead of Master Quien Fury again, and instantly the whole stone was shattered by his body protection power, but a large amount of debris fell on him and he was very embarrassed.
"Grandmaster!"
Everyone was stunned. Looking at the master of anger, they had no idea that Wu Wudi's provocations one after another were all directed at the master of anger, wanting to slap him in the face on the spot.
"Wu Wudi, you are enough. You always target Master Shun'er like this. If there is a kind, it will be directed at me."
"That bastard just sees the master of anger not getting angry, so he gets into trouble one after another."
"This is bullying and fearing hardship, so I know to find a soft persimmon, which is despicable and shameless."
A group of people shouted, and the crowd was raging.
"I am ignorant, color is emptiness and color, everything can't do nothing, everything in the world is nothing but phantom bubbles, but a stone the size of a watermelon. You can't irritate me by doing this, the devil, put down the butcher knife and stand and become a Buddha."
Master Jinan put his hands together, but when he said these words, his face was obviously stiff and hideous.
call out!
Before I finished speaking, another rock came over, but this was not an ordinary rock, but a huge meteorite with a diameter of 500 kilometers, just like a small planet.
This meteorite contained tyrannical mana, enveloped the whole body, came through the air, and slammed directly at the forehead of the master of anger.
Before the people around could react, the master of anger immediately exploded, thunderous, and shouted: "Wu Wudi, I will spoil your mother and fuck your ancestor for the eighteenth generation. I really think the poor monk has no temper, right? , I smashed it two or three times and wanted to smash it. This time it was even more outrageous. I lost a meteorite. It was too much, and the Buddha was on fire."
Boom!
He leaped up out of thin air, punched out, and instantly smashed the meteorite to pieces and shattered it completely.
"Master of anger, why be angry? Didn't the Buddha once said to forgive. If someone slaps you on the left cheek, move your right cheek over and let him fight together, and forgive others for all their crimes."
Xia Ping said calmly.
"Uncle Kuan, that is what the group of bird people of the angel race said. It has nothing to do with the Buddha. The poor monk will send you to see the Buddha." The golden Buddha light burst out from the whole body, and the world behind it instantly condensed into a world. , It was an angry King Kong, with terrifying anger erupted from all over his body, like a Buddhist fire, burning everything.
"That kid is finished. He actually dared to offend Elder Jenang. I don’t know that Elder Jenang has cultivated the angered vajra supernatural powers. The more angry, the more terrifying his Buddhism supernatural powers. He takes anger as the foundation and does not burn out his anger. It is absolutely absolute. Will not die, fight to the end, never stop, this is the wrath of the Buddha."
A Buddhist monk gave some details about Master Guenu.
Boom~~
I saw Master Jien rushing forward, and his whole body was golden yellow, as if he were made of gold. The whole body was covered with dense Buddhist runes, as if a scripture covered the whole body, and every inch contained terrifying Buddha power.
No evil spirits can get close.
Behind the god of heaven and earth, anger and anger, it is as high as three thousand meters, and its golden hands are directly crushed down, as if to explode all of this void, causing boundless waves.
"Master, anger can't solve any problems, so please calm down."
Xia Ping ran the nine-day Profound Mind Power in his body, and masses of white cold air gushed out of him, covering hundreds of millions of kilometers in an instant, turning into a white world, as if freezing everything.
This is not ordinary cold.
It was the Xuanming cold energy he obtained from the ice demon saint, melting it into his body, multiplying the power of Nine Heavens Xuanming Jin and extinguishing ordinary fires.
All creatures that touch this profound cold energy will freeze and become unable to move.
What? !
Master Jinan was taken aback, and he could naturally perceive the horror of this mysterious cold aura, as if it were absolute ice from the depths of the ice dimension, freezing everything.
Although the Buddhism fire on his body is extremely terrifying, enough to burn all the demon heads, the problem is that it is just a flame of nothingness, and there is no way to deal with the real matter against karma.
This is also a huge shortcoming of Buddhism.
Suddenly, Master Jienang didn't react, even before he even made a move, his whole body was immediately frozen by Xuanming's chill and turned into a huge human-shaped ice sculpture.
He stood in the void, like an eternal sculpture of Buddha.
Looking from the outside of the ice sculpture, you can clearly feel the various complex emotions of the master of anger, anger, shock and unwillingness.