A Guanyin Temple halfway up the mountain.

There is a lot of incense burning here, and people are coming and going. There is an endless stream of people coming to burn incense and pray. No matter whether they are rich or poor, their faces are extremely pious.

“Huahuahua…”

The donation box was filled to the brim with silver and copper coins, and naturally, the monks here were also bulging.

In an unnoticed corner of the wall, a circular portal slowly opened. Lin Lang stepped through it, feeling as if he were in another world.

"here……"

Lin Lang's spiritual sense swept across the entire mountain and he frowned.

He looked at the statue of Guanyin on the incense table, which was filled with the extremely strong power of incense, and was shocked.

"How is it possible? This Guanyin statue can actually block spiritual consciousness. Could it be that... there really is a Guanyin in this world?" Lin Lang was secretly shocked.

At this time, the chicken-eating guide has not been updated yet, so he can only wait patiently.

At this time, a fat monk at the door caught a glimpse of Lin Lang's thoughtful look, and he came to Lin Lang with a compassionate smile on his face.

"Amitabha, I see this donor has a frown on his face, as if he is worried about something. Why don't you talk to the Bodhisattva, perhaps he can help relieve your worries."

The fat monk pointed at the Guanyin statue... and the donation box below and said with a smile.

Lin Lang's face was unhappy. "Thank you for your kindness, Master. I don't need it."

The fat monk had a slight look of anger on his face, but he still smiled and said, "Donor, Buddha is merciful. You must believe that the Bodhisattva can resolve any dissatisfaction and irritability in your heart."

Lin Lang sneered, "If I really have something bothering me, even the gods and Buddhas in the sky may not be able to solve it for me. You monk should be more sensible. I don't want to use force, so get out!"

Of course, he knew what the fat monk was planning.

When the fat monk heard Lin Lang's words, he could no longer hold back his expression.

He pointed at Lin Lang's nose and cursed, "You arrogant and disrespectful person! Get out of here!"

Before he could finish his words, Lin Lang did a 360-degree spin kick and kicked the fat monk in the face, causing saliva to fly everywhere, looking extremely miserable.

"I'll fight~"

Lin Lang stepped on the fat monk's chest and sneered, "Can't I come to your temple without paying?

You might as well just go and rob it, and save yourself the trouble of pretending to be compassionate all day long. It's disgusting!"

The fat monk said with a red and swollen mouth: "Boy, which way are you from? If you have the ability... Amitabha, please stop, put down the butcher knife, and become a Buddha on the spot..."

Because of the big commotion, the fat monk instantly changed his attitude and showed an attitude of persuading people to do good.

Many pilgrims gathered together, pointing at Lin Lang with contemptuous eyes.

"Young man, please let the master go immediately. You are not allowed to behave like a murderer in front of the Bodhisattva!" a woman shouted.

"Yes, let the master go quickly!"

"Let the master go, or don't blame us for being rude!"

Everyone shouted.

The fat monk's eyes were full of pride. "Boy, if you know what's good for you, let me go quickly and kowtow three times, and I will let you go!" he whispered.

Lin Lang glanced at the people around him, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"Haha, Lin wants to see, if I kill you, will these people who spoke up for you scatter and flee, or will they avenge you?"

The fat monk was shocked. "You...what are you going to do? You dare to kill someone in front of the Bodhisattva. Aren't you afraid of retribution?"

Lin Lang stepped harder and sneered, "Your death at my hands is your retribution!"

If an ant dares to make a fuss, just kill it with ease.

The strong do not kill the weak, but Lin Lang does not have this awareness.

"puff!"

Suddenly, the fat monk's chest collapsed and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

When everyone saw this, they screamed and fled in all directions.

"Oh no! Someone's been murdered."

“It’s horrible.”

…

The people screamed and ran away, and Lin Lang suddenly felt that it was meaningless.

Can't you be a little firmer?

At least we should arrest Lin and bring him before the authorities, right?

Life is so boring when people disappear all of a sudden!

"Lin is not in the mood to kill you right now, you're lucky!"

Lin Lang kicked the fat monk and was about to leave.

"You bold thief, how dare you commit such a crime in front of the Bodhisattva? I'll kill you!"

A delicate cry came from the sky, followed by an extremely sharp sword energy attacking him.

Lin Lang's expression changed, and a faint demonic aura...

"boom!"

He slapped out with his palm, and the power of thunder spread out, blasting away the several attacking sword energies.

"Hey, he's actually a cultivator."

A beautiful woman in flowing white clothes slowly descended. She raised her index finger slightly, but it didn't seem artificial at all.

"You are a cultivator, why do you still bully the weak and hurt the innocent? Aren't you afraid of divine punishment?" she said angrily.

Lin Lang curled his lips. What the hell was this divine punishment? Ever since he started practicing Xuanyuan Jue, he had never encountered any divine punishment.

"My beautiful, kind, lovely and charming little goblin, please don't talk nonsense. I am trying to eliminate harm for Buddhism. How can you say that I am bullying the weak?" Lin Lang said innocently.

The woman's pretty face flushed slightly. "Slippery tongue, shameless villain, look at the sword!"

After she finished speaking, the woman, holding a white long sword, attacked Lin Lang with incredible speed.

"Buzz!"

The long sword was shining with precious light, and it was obvious at a glance that it was not an ordinary object. Even compared to the Demon-Suppressing Sword, it was probably not inferior in any way.

Lin Lang's face was solemn. This female demon must have obtained some amazing method of cultivating immortals, so her demonic aura was so faint. Coupled with the extraordinary magic weapon, her background must be extraordinary.

Well, let's fight it and see what magic in this world is like.

"Yin!"

In an instant, golden light flashed and sword energy burst out. Lin Lang, holding the Xuanyuan Sword, arrived first and slashed down with one sword.

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