Chapter 635 Buddha Emperor: Completely Honest!

Under Ye Junlin's absolute strength, the Sakyamuni monk, known as the Buddha Emperor, simply bowed his head and gave in, not daring to speak harshly anymore.

"Hmph, if you are sensible, go back with me immediately and change my mount back to its original state, otherwise I will not only kill you, the old bald donkey, but also destroy your orthodoxy in the immortal world!"

Ye Junlin's tone was very strong and he meant what he said.

"You..." Sakyamuni Sakyamuni trembled, as if he was poured cold water from head to toe by a basin of ice water. When he felt grief and anger in his heart, there was also a deep powerlessness.

Originally, he wanted to move out of Xianting, but then he thought about it, the other party was already so strong, Xianting would definitely turn a blind eye!

Therefore, you must compromise if you want to survive!

immediately.

Under the astonished gaze of everyone, Ye Junlin stepped forward with his hands behind his back, while Sakyamuni Monk followed behind with a defeated look on his face.

"Holy Monk..." The eyes of those meditating at the scene were red, their noses were sore, and their faith was hit hard.

The supreme Buddha Emperor in their minds was defeated with one punch today!

Sakyamuni Sakyamuni felt that he had lost all face and his face felt hot.

Looking at the back in front of him, he really couldn't understand why they were both Immortal Emperors, so there was such a big gap!

It’s simply unbelievable!

"Hey, why bother, I've already advised you." Bu Qianfan sighed with pity in his eyes.

Putting it into perspective a little bit, he felt that Sakyamuni Sakyamuni was really unjustly defeated. He had been silently improving his strength in the immortal world for these years. He originally thought he was almost invincible, but when he went out he met a super freak and was almost punched. Hit the shit!

Tragic, really miserable!

All the Immortal Emperors showed fear on their faces. There had long been rumors that Immortal Master Beihan was very powerful. After seeing him today, he still felt that the rumors were too conservative.

This is more than just strong? It’s simply outrageous!

Moreover, his style is extremely domineering. He will snatch other people's mounts in the street and beat them if they don't want to give them to him!

Even the Buddha Emperor cannot escape!

"Let's get started."

Ye Junlin ordered.

If Akun cannot recover, he will definitely punch this old bald donkey to death, and then bloodbath the entire Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect!

"Please wait patiently, Lord Ye Xian..." Sakyamuni Sakyamuni, even though he had all kinds of resistance in his heart, still gave in to reality.

Then, he raised his palm and emitted Buddha's light, like a small sun, shining through the sky and shining on Akun's eyebrows.

He muttered words and recited scriptures.

Ah Kun looked confused at first, and then in pain. His huge body was shaking violently, and a pair of wings that looked like clouds hanging from the sky stirred up a mighty wind.

"If an accident occurs, you know the consequences!" Ye Junlin's face was gloomy, and a cold light burst out from his eyes.

Sakyamuni Sakyamuni's scalp was numb and he did not dare to be careless.

This Kunpeng has already been transformed by him, so it is very difficult to reverse it.

Fortunately, the person who tied the bell still needed to untie it, so he naturally had a way with his profound Buddhist teachings.

Half an hour later.

Akun gradually returned to normal, his eyes became clear and spiritual, and he was no longer as numb as before.

Because the first thing he saw was Sakyamuni Sakyamuni, A Kun was so frightened that he instinctively wanted to run away, but a familiar voice stopped him, making him freeze in place as if he was using a body-fixing technique.

"Akun!"

Seeing that the other party returned to normal, Ye Junlin had a smile on his face.

A Kun looked at the silver-haired young man in disbelief. After confirming again and again that it was not a dream, he said in surprise: "Master!"

Immediately, Kunpeng's form transformed into a standard one. The young man wearing overalls threw himself excitedly into Ye Junlin's arms.

Ye Junlin touched his head and said with a smile, "I hope you're fine."

See this situation.

The expressions of the monks changed, and they were ashamed.

They originally thought that Ye Junlin was jealous and deliberately found an excuse to snatch Sakyamuni Sakyamuni's mount, but they never thought that this Kunpeng actually belonged to someone else before!

This is embarrassing!

Sakyamuni Sakyamuni felt very uncomfortable, and his heart seemed to be bleeding.

The duck that reached its mouth flew away like this. Who can bear it?

"Master Ye Xian, this is all a misunderstanding. If I had known that it was your mount, the poor monk would never have made such a big mistake." Sakyamuni Sakyamuni quickly explained.

Ye Junlin ignored him, but asked the young man seriously: "Akun, tell me honestly, are you really like what he said, that you controlled all the monsters and brought disaster to one party?"

After hearing this, A Kun shook his head like a rattle, "No! Absolutely not! I just came here for the first time, and I accidentally entered the territory of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, and that's why I was captured by this old bald donkey!"

Speaking of this, Ah Kun's face showed grief and anger, and his teeth were grinding with hatred.

He originally thought that he could become the king and hegemon in the fairy world, but unexpectedly, at the beginning of Tianbeng, he was captured by Sakyamuni and used as a mount!

"I see."

Ye Junlin's eyes showed a hint of coldness, "Old bald donkey, what else do you have to say?"

Sakyamuni Sakyamuni had cold sweat on his forehead, "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, this poor monk was confused for a moment..."

It was a trivial matter to be embarrassed when his fabricated excuse was exposed. What he was most afraid of was that Ye Junlin would attack again.

Ye Junlin sneered: "Is it useful to apologize to me? It's better to apologize to my mount. If I don't get his forgiveness, I can't guarantee what I will do next."

The corners of Sakyamuni's mouth twitched, and he endured the humiliation in his heart. He came to the young man with the head in the middle and begged for forgiveness in a humble voice, "Little donor, please forgive the sins of this poor monk."

A Kun glanced at Ye Junlin beside him, and suddenly felt confident. He slapped the old monk Sakyamuni on the old face and cursed:

"Old bald donkey, Master Kun wants you to improve your memory!"

Snap!

The holy monk Sakyamuni was slapped in the face in public.

Everyone was stunned and stunned.

Sakyamuni Sakyamuni's face was twitching, and there was an unstoppable murderous intention rising in his heart. Although it was not very harmful to him, it was extremely insulting.

But after seeing Ye Junlin with a sneer on his face, Sakyamuni Monk shivered with fright, and his murderous intention immediately dissipated.

"This slap will make you blind!"

As Akun said, he raised his palm again and pulled it away. It landed unceremoniously on the face of the holy monk Sakyamuni and scolded:

"With this slap, I will slap you for telling lies, you are so shameless!"

This was not over yet, A Kun slapped the other party again and shouted with great momentum:

"With this slap, I will make you defiant and self-righteous!"

His right hand continued to be raised, but it never came down. At this moment, A'kun seemed to have a brain jam. He was at a loss for words and looked embarrassed.

"This slap will hit you... hit you... uh..."

Sakyamuni Sakyamuni was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he received another slap on the face, even harder than before.

"It doesn't matter, you deserve to be beaten anyway!"

A Kun was quite embarrassed and slapped Sakyamuni Monk hundreds of times in one breath, making loud slaps.

The expressions on everyone's faces when they saw this outrageous scene were very wonderful.

Sakyamuni Sakyamuni was even more crazy in his heart and almost ran away on the spot.

After all, being slapped in the face by a mount in front of everyone, but being unable to resist, was simply more uncomfortable than killing him!

"No, stop it quickly..."

Seeing their beloved leader being treated like this, many monks shed tears and shouted in despair.

It wasn't until his hands went numb that A'kun finally felt relieved. His face was full of energy, and he felt quite elated.

So cool, so cool!

The veins on Sakyamuni's forehead were exposed, the muscles on his face were twitching wildly, and his whole body was shaking with anger.

If he could turn back time, he would choose to slap this evil beast to death!

But now, it's too late.

Seeing that Akun did not continue to slap him in the face, the holy monk Sakyamuni quickly seized the opportunity, lowered his head and pretended to be humble and said: "Little donor, this poor monk already knows that he is wrong. Please calm down."

Ah Kun was feeling happy and didn't want to embarrass himself too much. He put his hands on his hips and raised his chest, "Forget it, Master Kun won't care about you, an old bald ass!"

Sakyamuni Sakyamuni seemed to have been pardoned and said, "Amitabha, thank you so much to the little benefactor for forgiving the sins of this poor monk!"

Then, he looked at Ye Junlin cautiously, "Master Ye, look at this..."

Ye Junlin waved his hands as if to shoo away flies, and said impatiently: "In that case, get out of here!"

"Thank you Immortal Master Ye for your mercy..."

The holy monk Sakyamuni has great patience. Even when he was humiliated to this extent, he still kept a smile on his face, for fear of making Ye Junlin unhappy.

At this point, he didn't have the face to stay any longer, so he hurried away at an extremely fast speed.

It seems that he has no plans to go to the Immortal Court Summit.

"Holy Monk..." The monks were filled with grief as if they were mourning their heirs.

Seeing this scene, all the Immortal Emperors felt quite gloating about their misfortune.

Countless monks showed contempt on their faces, secretly saying that they deserved it. The reversal just now also allowed them to see the true face of Sakyamuni Sakyamuni.

No need to wash at all!

"This old bald donkey should have a better memory now!" Bu Qianfan sneered.

What he couldn't stand the most was the hypocritical faces of Buddhists.

"Master Ye Xian, do you still remember Han?" At this time, a thin middle-aged man stepped forward, his eyes were as sharp as a sword, and there was a majestic sword intent flowing on his body.

At this moment, with awe on his face, he walked up to Ye Junlin and bowed his hands in a respectful manner.

This person is the Fenglei Sword Emperor, Han Qiujian.

Ye Junlin smiled, "It's only been so long, how could I not remember?"

I still remember that in Nishizawa's Immortal Domain, there was a conflict over the Tengu clan, and in the end the other party was defeated by him with two fingers.

Han Qiujian was overjoyed, as if it was a great honor to be remembered by Ye Junlin.

Ye Junlin just punched the holy monk Sakyamuni to defeat him, which really shocked him deeply.

He never thought that this man's strength was so abnormal!

In other words, when I competed with him before, I only used a small part of my strength!

Thinking of this, Han Qiujian's heart was filled with fear and a sense of awe.

So, take this opportunity to get close to her.

Seeing that Han Qiujian was able to strike up a conversation with Ye Junlin, all the immortal emperors looked extremely envious.

Ye Junlin asked casually: "By the way, how is your son? Is he being well disciplined?"

Han Qiujian looked solemn, patted his chest and said with determination:

"Master Ye Xian, please rest assured, that unfilial son has been made obedient by me. Now he has to practice sword hard every day. If he doesn't obey, he will be hung up and beaten by me!"

Ye Junlin said with a straight face: "You have gone too far. How can you hang me up and beat me? Can't you try something new? He will get tired of the punishment method that is too simple!"

Han Qiujian was stunned, "Is this going to happen?"

"Yes, believe me!" Ye Junlin said firmly.

"Since Lord Ye Xian has spoken, Han must go back and study it carefully!" Han Qiujian said seriously.

Ye Junlin smiled happily, "In this way, your son will become a great person!"

At the same time.

In the strictly guarded cave of the Han family, a young man in brocade clothes who was taking advantage of his father's absence shuddered inexplicably, and a bad premonition emerged in his heart.