"Dear brothers, this is no wonder. The senior brother just said that I made a mistake and I must pray to the Buddha. I prayed now." Monk Zhidan pointed at the monk with aggravated grievance, looking innocent.

The monk with sharp mouth and monkey cheeks at first felt that he had teased the fool. Unexpectedly, this guy pointed his finger at him quietly. Only then did he realize that this seemingly dull guy was actually not easy to mess with.

With his eyes on his face, the monk scratched his head and quickly explained: "Dear brothers, I have absolutely no other intentions, I just warned him. I didn't expect this guy to be addicted to praying!"

Who is the one who can come to participate in the Divine Light Dharma Assembly is not an extremely smart person? From the words of this monk with sharp mouth, monkey cheeks, I have already heard the whole story of the matter, and they secretly scolded the monk for being too much, and instead of hitting the fox, they became sexy.

A monk immediately said to Zhidan: "Junior brother, I want to ask you how long will it take for you to pray?"

"My master said that the attitude of prayer is sincere enough that the Buddha can forgive me. It won't take long for me to pray. I can finish my prayer in three days."

Zhidan folded his hands together, and then prayed seriously. His meticulous appearance was extremely pious, for fear that he would stop and make the Buddha dissatisfied any more.

"Let's take a detour, let's take a detour as soon as possible."

A few monks with a more casual temper turned around and rushed towards the distance. But those who were irritable were not so easy to save trouble! A monk with a big and thick appearance, but regardless of this, he rushed to the side of the monk with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek. With his palm stretched out, he pulled the monk up and said, "I want to enter the city! Within a quarter of an hour, you can't let this fool get out of here, so don't blame me for suppressing you in hell!"

The stout monk's head was shining with golden light, and it was obvious that it was stronger than the monk with sharp-mouthed cheeks. As the monk opened his mouth, the other monks also surrounded him angrily, asking the monk who caused trouble to find a way.

The public was infuriated. The monk with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks pondered, and then came to the monk Zhidan and said with a smile: "Junior brother, the Buddha has seen your prayers. He has forgiven you too. You can dodge quickly and let everyone go into the city."

"No, I haven't finished praying yet. The Buddha said that you must have a beginning and an end to do things. You must never give up halfway. I won't listen to your nonsense." Monk Zhidan ignored the sharp-mouthed persuasion and began to pray again.

"Do you want to give it?" Seeing that the monkey's needle-tip is not in the tip of the monk, he doesn't eat the soft and hard, his face changed and shouted sternly at Monk Zhidan.

"What are you going to do? You want to stop me from praying to the Buddha, my master said that if anyone stops me from praying to the Buddha, I can pray to every senior brother present. As a disciple of the Three Treasures, they will definitely help me."

When Monk Zhidan said that, he almost choked the monk with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks to death. Looking at Monk Zhidan's serious face, he thought to himself, why did I forget this? He used force to stop others from praying in this Vajra City, even if it was the Vajra Buddha Lord, it would be a dead end.

Yi Chu looked at all this and felt funny in his heart. Yi Chu also had a little more appreciation for the monk Zhidan who pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger.

"Monster, I'm still going to the city. I'll clean up my own shit and urine. Otherwise, I won't blame me for being polite!" Yi Chu rolled up his sleeves and walked out, and he had a momentum while fanning the flames.

When the other monks saw someone coming forward, the sound of cheering sounded even louder. The monk with sharp mouth and monkey cheeks saw that he had become the target of everyone's loss and was sweating profusely, and he didn't know what to do.

"This junior brother, my junior brother is wrong. Please let him see if he is a Buddhist sect, let him do this time." A middle-aged monk who came with the sharp-mouthed monk came to Zhidan and said in a deep voice.

"This master sounds nice, unlike him who always whispers, but Master, you also know that if he stops praying to the Buddha for no reason, it will not be a trivial matter. If you ask me to stop, wouldn't it hurt me?" Monk Zhidan looked honest and frowned, and his brows were full of uncertainty.

The middle-aged monk chanted the Buddha's name gently and said, "Junior brother, don't make things difficult for Zhitong. If something happens, I'll make the decision."

"Since my senior brother said that, I will think of a solution. Yes, my master said that after stopping praying to the Buddha for some reason, as long as he worships one or two of them, he will no longer blame him. It's just that I am poor, and when I am about to come, the master did not give anything..."

Zhidan looked at the middle-aged monk pitifully. When faced with such a look, how could the middle-aged monk not understand? He said no, but looking at the extremely unfriendly eyes around him, the middle-aged monk had no choice.

The golden light blocking the city gate spread out in the void, and the monk who had been unable to wait long ago rushed into the front. At the huge city gate, only the monk Yi Chu and the monk Zhidan were left.

Monk Zhidan's white and tender palms were interested in playing with the golden Ruyi given to him by the monk named Zhitong. Along the seemingly silly face, there was a hint of smug smile.

"Good things, really good things. If Jin Ruyi is sold, it will probably be worth a lot." Zhidan's tone was gone without the simplicity he had just now, and there was a hint of slickness.

"It should be worth a lot of money." Yi Chu said lightly at the monk who pretended to be stupid.

Monk Zhidan was like a cat whose tail was accidentally stepped on. With his hands urging, he quickly placed the magic weapon in his sleeve, and then asked Yi Chu carefully: "Senior Brother, why haven't you entered the city yet?"

"Well, not yet." Yi Chu smiled and looked at Zhidan with a smile. When he first came to the City of Vajra, Yi Chu was unfamiliar with the place. Although he didn't know the origin of this Zhidan, the scene just now made Yi Chu intuition that he would not suffer at least when he was mixed with this Zhidan. What's more, Yi Chu was confident that he could still be guarded against the monk Zhidan's tricks.

Monk Zhidan's eyes turned and said to Yi Chu: "The Buddha said, meeting is fate. It is really a great fate to meet you and I can meet in this Vajra City. Since my junior brother has nothing to do, why don't you and me go to the city with me to have a chat?"

"Of course I can't get it." Yi Chu looked at Zhidan with a smile, without any intention of refusing.

The two walked together and walked into the City of Vajra with a smile. But in the huge city, on the vast continent, huge bricks with bright golden light were spread there one by one. Although the traces of docking between each brick could be seen, the traces were extremely smooth and there was no bump at all.

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