Chapter 799: Fengliang wears more clothes

Yi Chu passed all the requests for building a temple. In just a moment, there were more than 200 sub-sected temples in Dalun Temple, which had just been established in Yi Chu's mouth.

Ye Lingtian was laughing, and the Lord of the Earth Demon Palace was laughing, but their smiles seemed very dry and bitter. With Yi Chu's instructions to build a temple independently, their greatest strength as the Demonic Way was able to suffer heavy losses. At least half of the masters expressed their intention to set up their own doors.

Half of the masters are half of the strength. Without this half of the strength, what else can I fight with Yi Chu? Looking at Yi Chu with a smile on his face above, Ye Lingtian felt bitter in his heart.

This Yi Chu clearly wanted to use this to weaken their strength, but he kept saying that he would give people freedom. Such a traitor is really not easy to fight!

In the process of turning demons into Buddha, Yi Chu also plotted against many things. Seeing that his goal had been achieved, he felt a little sense of accomplishment in his heart. What he had to do at this time was to wait for the arrival of Nakura.

The highest peak of Fuyu Mountain, which was thousands of feet high, was instantly cut into two sections from the middle in the rotation of a bloody light. The peak, which was as heavy as ten thousand pounds, was grabbed by a blood-colored hand and threw it towards the flat ground.

"The power of the ancestor is unparalleled in the world!" A roar like a roar sounded like a roar in the mountains and roars sounded loudly around. Countless demon disciples in cassocks knelt down and bowed loudly to Yi Chu, who was sitting cross-legged on the lotus platform.

Yi Chu was wearing a big red cassock, and his hair that had been left for many years was wiped clean by him at this time, like a bright light. With his hands folded together, he looked like a Buddhist master, but his cassock, lotus platform and his identity were really inappropriate. As a monk who was not inferior to the master of the soul, how could he use the mysterious magic weapon?

But it's no wonder that others are. The fire silkworm robes and lotus platform were made by Yi Chu in a hurry. Although the quality is a little lower, it is still a magic weapon after all. And the cheering monks below were wearing ordinary clothes as legendary at this time.

Looking at the monks with fat faces and cold eyes below, Yi Chu couldn't help but recite the Buddha's name secretly. He thought about the Buddhist purpose that Monk Baimei explained to him, and said that letting these guys come to save the people is not a good choice.

It seems that it is not easy to build a Dalun Temple in this vast land of China, which is comparable to the Taihao Sect. At least, you must train some fake monks who are kind-hearted and pleasing to the eyes.

"The ancestor is invincible, and the disciples and others who saw him are swaying. Thank you for your hard work, please ask the ancestor to use tea."

More than a dozen nuns wearing green monk's robe flew over. The monk's robes were all thin, which not only perfectly reflected their graceful bodies, but also refused to grow an inch on the cracks on their chests and crotch. The fluttering clothes made the charm inside block the appearance and appearing, which was very eye-catching.

Although they were shaved, the coquettish look on their face increased by nine points out of thin air. Combined with this monk's robe, they even added a bit of temptation.

While these nuns were speeding, the monks who were cheering loudly opened their eyes one by one, staring at the nuns who were faintly red under them, fearing that their eyes would blink and miss the best time to see the scenery.

This group of disciples from the Goddess Sect knows the channels that are both fellow demons. Under the gaze of a pair of unscrupulous eyes, there are a few bold nuns who deliberately move a lot larger. For a moment, the breasts and buttocks waves make people feel rippling in spring and undercurrents.

Sitting on the lotus platform, looking at the demon monks who were salivating below and swallowing from time to time, Yi Chu couldn't help but think: "What are the things I collect? If the little nun saw me accepting these scums and entering Buddhism, I wonder if she would raise the vajra directly and push me into the eighteen levels of hell. Fortunately, the Buddhist sect said that they wanted to save the people, and now these guys are among the people. It seems that it's not a mistake for me to save them into Buddhism!"

Yi Chu, wearing a cassock, comforted himself first, then looked at the female nuns lazily, and waited for them to set up a small table in the void, and then placed the fruits and refreshments one by one, then took out a scroll of the drawn drawings and said, "Tell him to send me the merits and ask him to find someone to do this. In three days, I will complete the entire Dalun Temple."

"Yes, ancestor." The woman bowed and took Yi Chu's drawings over while accepting it. I wonder if she wanted to completely seduce Yi Chu. The nun who didn't know what name was, bowed her head, and the pair of white rabbits that were wrapped tightly just now jumped out, and a pair of towering breasts were exposed to Yi Chu's eyes at a glance!

"The wind is a little cold here, you have to wear more clothes!" Yi Chu looked at the dazzling little rabbit, his face full of concern and said slowly.

Listening to Yi Chu's serious instructions, looking at his solemn and sacred expression, the nun, who has always been famous for his clouds and rain, immediately showed a hint of shyness on her face. She stood up quickly and wanted to pull her clothes and stuff the pair of lively little rabbits into her clothes. However, Yi Chu took out something from the storage ring and said, "These dozens of palaces are the things I have sacrificed in the past, and you will also hand them over to the passing of the merits."

In an instant, the nun with all her hands was already full of things, and she could no longer clean up her clothes. This made her feel a little more ashamed when facing Yi Chu, who looked solemn.

She wanted to escape quickly, but she found that the Blood-Crafting Ancestor, who spoke decisively this time, had given many instructions. In the past, he could only explain one or two words, so he gave instructions for a long time.

The nun, who dared not be rude in front of the ancestor, could only bow and stand like this, while the snow-white chest was always so dazzling.

The pair of eyes were almost falling out. The group of "Three Fakes" monks below who were only ordered by Yi Chu to shave their heads, but they didn't know what the Buddhist scriptures, Buddhism and Buddhism name were. They all had big eyes round and looked into the air where Yi Chu was.

"What are you looking at like this?" A disciple who flew from afar looked at his companion and asked in a deep voice.

"I am listening to the ancestor's teachings, don't interrupt me, it will delay my affairs." The disturbed disciple stretched out his hand impatiently and continued to look. The new disciple also looked at the gaze of the disturbed disciple, and a hint of flush immediately surged on his face!
Chapter completed!