The protagonist robbed my fiancée, but I stole his house back.

At the foot of Zhao Yi is a high mountain, surrounded by a river at the foot of the mountain. The blue waves are turbulent and turbulent, and the momentum is majestic and impressive.

When most people see this situation, they will first be amazed by the majesty of the mountains and rivers, and be heartbroken by it.

Zhao Yi has no such leisurely elegance at all.

Especially when the male protagonist had just mysteriously said, "When you encounter mountains, you will stop, and when you encounter water, you will retreat." However, the next second, Zhao Yi appeared in such an environment surrounded by mountains and rivers.

This is too much of a coincidence.

Zhao Yi couldn't even think about it.

But Zhao Yi looked around and found that this secret place was extremely empty.

Apart from the sound of the rushing river, nothing unusual was noticed.

"Isn't it here?"

As soon as Zhao Yi came up with this idea, he suddenly saw a little golden light in the mountain stream in the distance.

In the empty valley, the golden light is very eye-catching.

Zhao Yi's attention was immediately attracted.

"interesting!"

Zhao Yi looked at the golden light, his brows raised slightly, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

"It turns out to be those bald donkeys!"

When Zhao Yi looked towards the valley, he saw that the golden light was none other than a huge "swastika".

The character "卍" is the symbol of Buddha.

The word "卍" appears in the valley, indicating that this is the stronghold of the remnants of the Buddhist sect.

Zhao Yi also understood at this time.

The crisis that the male protagonist is spying on in the long river of time should lie in the monks of Xiaoleiyin Temple.

Zhao Yi was very curious.

The strength of Xiaoleiyin Temple is just that.

When Abbot Huilun saw Zhao Yi coming to his door, he ran away without even having the courage to take action.

Where did these monks get the courage to plot against him?

Zhao Yi suddenly thought of his reputation and rumors in the world of cultivating immortals.

Zhao Yi's reputation in the world of immortality is not very good.

Because Zhao Yi kept stealing the secret realms of various major sects, almost all the sects hated him.

It was just that they were afraid of the tyrannical strength of the Zhao family, so those sects dared not speak out in anger.

He didn't dare to seek revenge from Zhao Yi, nor did he dare to publicize it. In the end, he could only hold his nose and endure it.

He dared not speak out publicly, but secretly he never stopped spreading rumors about Zhao Yi.

Over the years, Zhao Yi's reputation in the world of immortality is almost as good as that of a street rat.

Among them, the most widely spread is Zhao Yi's useless qualifications that cannot be cultivated.

Zhao Yi saw in the valley in the distance, the monks of Xiaoleiyin Temple revealed the word "swastika" without any concealment. They looked like they were sure to win, and the expression on their faces suddenly became very strange.

He was looking forward to seeing the group of monks attack fiercely, but found out that the rumors in the world of immortality were wrong, and Zhao Yi was not a good-for-nothing.

On the contrary, they tried their best but couldn't even break through Zhao Yi's defense.

That scene must be very exciting.

Zhao Yi was thinking about it when he suddenly saw the golden word "卍" shining brightly. Apparently those monks also discovered Zhao Yi.

The bright golden light was like a small sun, first illuminating the valley, then covering the mountains and rivers, and finally spreading towards the edge of the secret realm.

Zhao Yi was immediately tied up in the golden light.

He didn't run.

One is that there is no need to run, and the other is that there is no way to run away.

Zhao Yi's body was tempered several times by the storms of chaos in the small world. His body was probably not as strong as even the sages in the orc world.

Although half-orcs are famous for their physical strength, they do not have the luxury to temper their bodies with the world-destroying divine thunder like Zhao Yi.

It is no exaggeration to say that even if Zhao Yi stood there, not many people in the three thousand small world could hurt him.

The only one who can completely crush Zhao Yi is a Taoist sage like True Dragon.

Zhao Yi was certain that the Buddhist sect had absolutely no power in the realm of great sages.

After all, the Buddha's path to enlightenment is not complete.

The Buddha's light is still behind the hero's head.

Since there is no great sage, Zhao Yi is not worried about the methods of the Buddha Sect at all.

In addition, Zhao Yi can't run away is also a reason.

The monks of Xiaoleiyin Temple didn't know how long they had been preparing. The golden light spread extremely fast and enveloped Zhao Yi in almost the blink of an eye.

In such a short time, Zhao Yi's flying speed was impossible to escape.

It can't run anyway, so instead of showing off its cowardice by flying, it's better to stand still.

The monks of Xiaoleiyin Temple seem to be very confident in the golden light of the "卍" character.

After seeing Zhao Yi shrouded in golden light, the monks hiding in the valley flew out.

Zhao Yi looked up and saw a familiar face in the crowd.

The fat abbot of Xiaoleiyin Temple, Huilun.

Huilun Fei was in front of all the monks. He was no longer as embarrassed as he was in Xiaoleiyin Temple before. His cassock was rustling in the wind, and his face was full of arrogance.

In the blink of an eye, Huilun led the monks closer and finally stopped three feet away from Zhao Yi.

Zhao Yi nodded secretly in his heart.

This Huilun is worthy of being the leader of the Buddhist sect and the abbot of Xiaoleiyin Temple.

Even though he had all the advantages of time and place, Huilun still remained vigilant enough when facing a mortal like Zhao Yi.

Three feet away, neither far nor close.

Even if Zhao Yi was protected by a magic weapon, such a far distance would still be enough for the monks of Xiaoleiyin Temple to react.

"Amitabha!"

Huilun clasped his hands together, called out the Buddha's name, and looked at Zhao Yi with a smile.

"The poor monk Hui Lun, pays homage to His Highness the Crown Prince!"

After Huilun saluted, the monks following him also saluted Zhao Yi at the same time.

"Meet His Highness the Crown Prince!"

Seeing this scene, Zhao Yi suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart.

Zhao Yi's soul has become extremely strong after several times of tempering. After releasing his consciousness, he can easily feel the emotional fluctuations of other people.

What was strange to Zhao Yi was that neither Hui Lun nor the monks following him had any murderous or violent aura on their bodies.

On the contrary, Zhao Yi felt goodwill from these monks.

bona fide?

Zhao Yi almost thought there was something wrong with his spiritual consciousness.

Are these monks losing their minds and going crazy?

As long as they are in their right mind, it is impossible for them to have any kindness toward Zhao Yi!

However, judging from the previous arrangements of these monks, coupled with the vigilant distance posture at this time, it does not look like they are mentally ill.

So, something is wrong!

You must know that Zhao Yi not only destroyed Xiaoleiyin Temple, but also cut off half of the top of Mount Sumeru, the Buddha's dojo.

For those who practice Buddhism, Zhao Yi's cultivation is tantamount to digging up the Buddha's ancestral grave.

Those monks didn't care if they didn't fight with him, but they were kind to him.

Simply outrageous!

Zhao Yi was impatient to argue with these guys and asked straight to the point: "What do you want to do?"

Facing Zhao Yi's bad attitude, there was nothing unusual on Huilun's face.

He looked at Zhao Yi, clasped his hands together, and showed the smile on his face like the Buddha holding flowers.

"Amitabha!"

Huilun was fat and fat, and looked like Maitreya Buddha. When he finished speaking, he squinted his eyes and kept a smile on his face, as if he didn't care about anything.

Facing Zhao Yi’s questioning, Huilun responded with a smile:

"The Buddha has decreed that His Royal Highness the Prince should come and have an audience!"

Buddha?

Zhao Yi was stunned for a moment, then his expression changed drastically.

"Buddha is here?"

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