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The pilgrims spread the word to ten, ten to a hundred, and when they talked about their merits, they naturally came one after another.

Even if there is no trace of merit afterwards, it is enough for them.

Just when everyone nodded thoughtfully in agreement, Qin Hansheng burst out laughing.

For a moment, the entire Daxiong Palace was shaking continuously, countless dust fell, and the lights flickered.

Shocking changes that people can't imagine.

The sound is like a bell, like an earthquake.

Disrupt everyone's thoughts and focus all their attention on him.

After a while, Qin Hansheng stopped and asked in a cold voice:

"Monk Zhiyuan, you really know how to put gold on your face? Why don't you tell me who asked you to save people, and how much gold and silver treasures you got back when you saved people? I want to hear this?"

After the words fell, the entire Daxiong Palace was silent.

Many tourists stared at the old man without blinking, feeling as if they had uncovered a corner of history and walked out of history.

Tell the secret that has been hidden for decades.

All of them had curious eyes shining in their eyes, hoping to find out the truth of the matter.

People's curiosity was all attracted.

Qin Yi didn't expect that his father would suddenly talk about something he didn't know.

He obviously came here to play, but why did he do something wrong?

It is estimated that in his heart, it is an eternal thorn.

After Bai Yue was stunned, she said in disbelief:

"What, he is the great monk Zhiyuan back then? My God, God has eyes!"

"I finally found it!"

The meaning of the words seemed to be a secret that had been hidden for many years, and was found out by her husband under unexpected circumstances.

The two sang together, and the words contained too much news, and people's curiosity was raised to the extreme.

Desperately hoping to find out the secrets, his eyes were rounded, staring at the two people.

Qin Yi couldn't help but Zhou Zhou frowned, something was wrong!

Never expected that just passing by to visit the monastery would involve the grievances of the previous generation?

Could it be that my mother lived in the magic city back then, that's why she caught up with the flood and was rescued by the great monk Zhiyuan?

What the hell is going on?

There is still some hate in it.

My heart is also full of curiosity, hoping to know the whole story.

His parents never mentioned these things to him.

I have been living in a small town in the northeast, safe and sound.

If you come to Shanghai once, if you don't come to Jing'an Temple, you will be safe and sound.

Su Wanru and the others stared blankly at the old monk in front of them.

The grown-up monk in front of them was also dazed by the words.

The situation has become very complicated, the hatred has been transferred, or the abbot was originally targeted!

Zhang Lanlan asked her mother in a low voice:

"Mom, what's the situation? Could it be that my aunt used to be a Jiangnan beauty?"

She is full of curiosity, hoping to know the history of the past.

Qin Cuilian herself was still confused, waved her hands, and said:

"I don't know either, don't interrupt, listen!"

I vaguely heard that the two met in the south, but I can't understand that a southern girl lived with a northeast Han Dynasty for more than [-] years.

Just remembered to come back and take a look?

Perhaps, people just want to live a good life.

Everyone is waiting for what the abbot has to say to explain the breaking news.

Chapter 565 The Buddha Appears

Facing everyone's curious eyes, the abbot in cassock took two steps forward and stood completely under the light.

You can see that his face is full of age spots, and his figure is thin, like a little old man.

However, if you look at it in conjunction with the statue next to it, it seems to be taller than the statue, standing upright.

The whole body exudes a faint golden light, as if all the light in the hall is captured on the body.

Putting his hands together, he lowered his eyebrows and said:

"Amitabha!"

A sound of the Buddha's name is like a Hong Zhong, shocking people's hearts.

It seems to suppress all the voices of the entire Daxiong Palace in an instant, giving people an extremely solemn feeling.

When anyone faced him, it was as if they were facing a majestic Buddha, and they felt oppressed spiritually.

His eyes were shining brightly, looking straight at Qin Hansheng.

Just when many tourists felt that their hearts were too depressed to bear, the abbot said again:

"Who is the benefactor? Why do you know what happened 30 years ago?"

"At that time, you were very young, right? Hearsay, please don't spread it wantonly. The reputation of more than 30 monks in my temple cannot be slandered by you!"

"The monks are all empty, how can they care about gold, silver and jewelry? Could it be that you want to provoke the Buddha's anger?"

He was like a King Kong with angry eyes, and his whole body exuded an astonishing aura, as if he was about to make a move.

Facing his cold breath, Qin Hansheng laughed wildly.

At this moment, he is no longer an ordinary person with a rustic hat, but a warrior with sharp edges.

Unscrupulous, extremely publicized.

He didn't take the solemn Daxiong Palace seriously at all, as if he was about to laugh out his big teeth.

After laughing for more than ten seconds, Bai Yue beside him grabbed his right arm with both hands before stopping.

"Zhiyuan, you can really pretend to be stupid! The person who gave the order disappeared, but it doesn't mean that his followers, apprentices and servants have disappeared!"

"Being able to call out your name and know what happened back then, do you think I'm lying?"

"Do you want to call Han Bing, Lei Shitian, Zhou Niao and others? Let them witness your crimes together?"

Names appeared one by one, Qin Yi didn't know how the great monk was.

He only knew that his heart was extremely shocked.

He only found out these names by peeking at the information on the top-secret computer.

But the father called out casually, without any politeness, obviously he was a member of the same generation.

Could it be that he is really Qilin Qin Xiaotian?

Itching in my heart, I can't wait to ask out immediately.

But I also know that now is definitely not the time to talk about this.

The old abbot frowned, his eyelids twitched, his cassock shook, and his extremely tall image seemed about to collapse in an instant.

Coldly said:

"Obscure, inviting tourists out involves many secrets that cannot be disclosed!"

He knew very well that once the names of these people got out, it would cause huge disturbances.

Qin Hansheng, with disdain on his face, took a step forward and said mockingly:

"Why, are you guilty? Afraid that everyone will hear that you are full of men and women? Afraid that Jing'an Temple, a huge temple, is actually piled up with countless people's gold, silver and treasure?"

The rebuttals were like sledgehammers hitting Zhiyuan's face hard.

When the tourists heard the words, they clamored:

"That's right, old monk, don't do anything wrong, don't be afraid of ghosts calling your door, what can't you say?"

"Is it because you have ghosts in your heart that you are afraid that we will spread it?"

"I really can't see that Jing'an Temple was actually a robber who robbed the house 30 years ago? Where can I justify it?"

Someone took out his mobile phone, preparing to expose the big news about Jing'an Temple.

The question of his father's identity was still swirling in Qin Yi's mind, scratching his heart and soul.

As for the so-called big news, Monk Zhiyuan is not very interested.

Obscure stood where he was, in a dilemma.

If they were kicked out, it would be like confirming the filth of Jing'an Temple.

At that time, all kinds of random rumors will become even more unscrupulous.

But if he is not kicked out, and the content behind is even more unsightly, he is a sinner.

A real dilemma.

The abbot's aura suddenly rose again, like a boundless Buddha, standing proudly above the sky, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

At that moment, many tourists who were about to find out the truth, fearing his power, moved outside involuntarily.

This trick is obviously more effective than pushing people away.

Not only that, but the various statues and magical instruments around seemed to be inexplicably pulled and vibrated.

It seems that the Buddha appeared and was about to come out of the sculpture.

The power is boundless, the momentum is vast!

The entire Daxiong Palace was shaking and the lights were flickering.

The great monk Zhiyuan just stood in front of the statue, as if he was a devout Buddhist disciple.

But the aura on his body was unbearable.

Even the atheist Zhang Lanlan couldn't help but back off seeing this.

However, people who believe in Buddhism feel differently.

After both Qin Cuilian and Zhang Yan took a few steps back, they knelt on the ground, worshiped endlessly, and shouted:

"The Buddha has appeared! The Buddha has appeared!"

In their view, this must be the Buddha's unwillingness to bear the slander and show off his power.

Someone also knelt down, worshiped, and said loudly:

"The Buddha is angry, you old man, apologize quickly! You must have blasphemed the Buddha!"

"Buddha calm down, Buddha calm down! We shouldn't be disrespectful to you!"

The lay Buddhists among the tourists felt that they were not sincere enough and questioned the great monk, which aroused the wrath of the Buddha.

Qin Yi, Su Wanru and others all shook their heads, they are really ignorant.

What kind of Buddha is angry here? It is clearly the monk Zhiyuan who stimulated his true energy and shook the surrounding objects.

In other words, he is at least a prefecture-level master.

Qin Yi blinked his eyes and raised his eyebrows, feeling that the world was changing too fast.

There are such terrifying masters even in ordinary temples, doesn't it mean that there are many hidden peerless masters?

The right eye became hot, and the scanning eye detected the great monk Xiang Zhiyuan.

It was found that his body was casted like gold, and his whole body exuded golden light.