Although he had never heard of the Holy Healing Spiritual Cultivation Society, he still said, "I have heard of you for a long time." "Our Holy Healing Spiritual Cultivation Society is a hermit sect. This is the first time we have come out. What do you think you have heard of?" Jiu Mozhi was also a little annoyed. This was just a polite remark. Who would take it so seriously? He stopped talking and just asked, "I want to borrow the road. I wonder if you can help me." Li Zhuoguang nodded, "It's convenient, but the road is so wide and my sedan chair is too big to move. Why don't I ask them to lift it up and you can go under it." As soon as Li Zhuoguang finished speaking, the eight red-robed weirdos raised the sedan chair with their hands, leaving a lot of space below. Even adults can pass by if they bend down a little. Jiu Mozhi also saw at this time that this person was deliberately looking for trouble. He was no longer polite and put his hands together and said, "Although the sedan chair is big, I think I can still move it." After saying that, he chopped forward with his palm, and there was a faint sound of wind. But there was only a "clang" sound, and nothing else. Jiu Mozhi's eyes widened. He had just used the flame knife to chop the opponent's sedan chair in the air, thinking that he would split the sedan chair and make the opponent fall down. But he didn't expect that his flame knife energy would not leave any trace on the sedan chair except for a sound. Could it be that the sedan chair was really made of metal? No, it was not an ordinary metal. Even if it was a hundred-forged steel, it would leave a mark after being hit. It is impossible that it is not damaged at all like now. Li Zhuoguang sneered. The mithril-made chariot, even if Jiumozhi smashed his hands, he would not be able to leave a trace: "That's it? You just used the Flame Blade of the Great Wheel Temple, right? How come there is no fire at all? You should try mine."
As he said, Li Zhuoguang followed Jiumozhi's appearance and chopped with his palm, but at the moment of chopping, his palm suddenly ignited with red flames, and the flames slashed in the air, like a blade made of flames. It was also because Li Zhuoguang did not want to kill Jiumozhi here, so the "Flame Blade" did not fly too fast, allowing Jiumozhi to dodge sideways. However, the "Flame Blade" still chopped a deep crack on the ground behind him. This might shocked Jiumozhi. He was definitely not the opponent of such a master who was almost a god or demon. He immediately stepped on the wind and used his internal strength to escape. But before he jumped far, he saw a strange red tentacle passing by his side, blocking his way. Looking back, the tentacles flew out from the young man who called himself Li Zhuoguang, and no one knew what kind of strange weapon it was. Before he could respond, a bunch of tentacles rolled towards him. No matter how he swung his palm like a wheel and chopped it continuously in the same place, he could not hurt the tentacles at all. In an instant, he was tied up tightly. All this happened too suddenly. Although Jiumozhi's followers were all martial artists, they were not masters. Everything happened in a flash, and their master was captured. However, none of them ran away. Instead, they took out the demon-subduing pestle and hidden knife they carried with them and were about to fight Li Zhuoguang. They were all the second sons or illegitimate children of their respective families. Their families spent a lot of effort to send them to the Dalun Temple so that they could practice with the national teacher and go to other temples to become venerables in the future. Now that the national teacher has been captured, if they run away, not only will their families be deprived of their noble status, but even their family members will be made into magic tools for the Buddha to use. Li Zhuoguang had no interest in these fearless people. He poked Huang Shiren's fat ass. Huang Shiren understood and stood up from the Xingnian. A gleam of light shone in his eyes, and all the foreign monks fainted. Li Zhuoguang pulled Jiumozhi over and said to him, looking at his horrified face, "I came here after passing through Tubo. The purpose of my Holy Healing Spiritual Cultivation Society is to save the world. I don't like your Tibetan style. You make civilians into instruments for rituals, call young girls "Ming Fei" for people's pleasure, build palaces with milk and sugar, and let starving people run rampant. Your style has violated the doctrine of my Holy Healing Spiritual Cultivation Society, so my leader Zhang Xiaohong issued a decree to pickle you and others. "The filthy people must be wiped out from the land of Tubo. Since we are going to do it, let's start with you, the leader." Hearing that the other party was coming for him, he was immediately scared: "No, I am the Tubo national teacher, you can't do this." Li Zhuoguang smiled and said: "The national teacher is not hereditary. I killed one national teacher and gave them one back." Looking at the surrounding rocks, Li Zhuoguang picked a small hill not far away and directly used the Red Wheel Reincarnation Explosion to crush the hill. This method has long exceeded the scope of martial arts, and it frightened Jiumozhi's mind. Is this the arrival of the devil? "Look, am I more like a national teacher than you? As for the evil temples in Tubo, I will go to debate with them one by one. If I can't win, then there is no need for them to exist." Jiu Mozhi seemed to have grasped a little inspiration: "What if I can win?"
"That proves that I am a promising talent. With a little guidance, I can continue to exist." Jiu Mozhi breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that it is still the same set of religious infighting. He should find a way to survive first: "I am not talented, but I am willing to debate with you." "Oh, really?" Li Zhuoguang glanced at him, waved his hand, retracted the crimson touch and let Jiu Mozhi go, and then asked him: "Religion plays an important role in society, affecting people's beliefs, culture, ethics and lifestyle. Question: How does religious diversity affect the exchange and integration of social culture? What role does religious belief play in the formation of personal values and codes of conduct? In a society where multiple religions coexist, how can we balance the rights and interests of believers of different religions? How can we promote religious harmony and social inclusiveness through education and legal means? " "This... this is?" "This is one of the forms of debate in my spiritual practice, called 'argumentation', please answer now." "I... I..." Li Zhuoguang shook his head in disappointment: "If you can't answer, then go to hell." "Your Excellency, please spare my life. I have been studying Buddhism, and I am not very good at other scriptures." "Buddhism? It's strange. Buddhism emphasizes compassion and salvation of all living beings. With your style, you still dare to say that you are studying Buddhism." "Reply to Your Excellency, the teachings of Tibetan Buddhism are slightly different from those elsewhere." Li Zhuoguang narrowed his eyes: "Is it the 'differences' I saw?" "... Yes... Yes. " "Let's just destroy it." "Please spare my life, Your Majesty. We can change it." "Change it?" Li Zhuoguang looked around pretentiously, as if he had just seen the Tianlong Temple, and asked Jiumozhi: "There seems to be a temple there, do you know it?" Jiumozhi looked at the Tianlong Temple and answered honestly: "That is the family temple of the royal family of Dali Kingdom - Tianlong Temple." "Is it also a Buddhist temple?" "It is also a Buddhist temple." "Can people be used as instruments?" "No." "Can young girls be used for sexual pleasure?" "No." "Can civilians' food be taken away?" "No."
Every time he answered, Jiumozhi's head lowered a little. Li Zhuoguang stroked his chin and smiled: "It is consistent with what I have seen and heard along the way. It seems to be a serious Buddhist religion. Come on, follow me in. " Li Zhuoguang flicked his finger, and the magic ball hit Jiumozhi's butt. It made his tailbone crack, and he suddenly had the urge to defecate. But he still resisted it, walked in front, and led the way for Li Zhuoguang.