My C.E.O Wife

566 Putuo Temple

Qin Chuan's entire body was like a red-hot statue, with a hint of grayish white.

The third great Ming king can only last for a short time, Qin Chuan must fight quickly!

Mingwang Mahamudra!

He slapped it down directly, hitting the short man in the chest.

A huge palm print immediately appeared on the ground, and the short man spurted out a mouthful of blood, obviously injured by Qin Chuan's move.

In fact, the short man himself did not expect that his goal would be so powerful!

According to the information, he should be a Ji Dao master. Why is he already a respected master!

If that were the case, the higher-ups wouldn't have sent him here, but would have sent a more powerful person to intercept him!

Go back and practice hard before coming back to me!

Qin Chuan said, jumping back and about to return to the train.

The short man endured the pain and jumped up, ready to continue to pester Qin Chuan.

But Qin Chuan didn't look back, he just switched to the posture of fighting the dragon!

The dragon's domineering energy was released, and a wave of energy swept over the short man.

The short man's face was as pale as a zombie, and he fell to his knees on the ground.

He looked at Qin Chuan's retreating figure and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

This information is so wrong... He also said that they don't know how to fight against dragons. Now the dragon's power and domineering energy are used... This dragon's power and domineering energy are effective for everyone, but for those who practice dragon counterattack, the effect is Better and more obvious. This was the authority that Emperor Wu had established for himself. He passed it on to his subordinates Nilongfan, so naturally he also wanted to leave himself a way to intimidate his subordinates!

You can't blame me for this... I'd better ask the higher ups to send someone more powerful.

The short man reluctantly stood up from the ground, then slowly backed away and disappeared into the shadows.

Amitabha, female donor, look at the poor monk's WeChat account. There are female donors who have experienced various hardships and disasters, but after they were consecrated by the poor monk, they lived a happy life...

On the train, Changkong was still holding the woman's hand and talking nonstop, but Qin Chuan squeezed back from the crowd and sat back next to him.

Amitabha, Donor Qin, have you been here for so long? Have you smoked a cigar?

Only then did Changkong turn his attention to Qin Chuan.

Go out and stretch your muscles.

Qin Chuan looked around and saw that there should be no other masters in the carriage.

Is someone intercepting?

Changkong was no fool and reacted immediately.

Yes, I heard that he is a member of the Martial Emperor. I feel that he is the same as you. He never wants to interfere with other people's freedom.

Qin Chuan was not angry at all when he spoke. He was really not good-tempered towards the monk of Putuo Temple who took away his woman!

Martial Emperor? Amitabha...how did you get into trouble with them?

Changkong thought for a moment and suddenly understood.

I understand, poor monk... But this matter has nothing to do with our Putuo Temple.

Changkong said slowly, The Martial Emperor is the strongest martial artist in the world. He has been since forty years ago...

So fierce, dominating the martial arts world for forty years among such domineering and willful Liuhe disciples?

Yes, otherwise how could he be called the Martial Emperor?

Changkong nodded, As for why Emperor Wu sent people to find you, it's not convenient for me to tell you.

If you have anything to hide, tell me if you have anything to say!

Amitabha...the Buddha said, don't say it, don't say it...

Repay the Buddha's praises. You pester women every day to consecrate them. Do you have the nerve to say the Buddha's honors?

Amitabha!

Changkong said firmly, No matter how dissolute the poor monk looks, he is still in the heart of the Buddha. This donor, please don't misunderstand the poor monk!

I misunderstood your uncle!

Qin Chuan felt very irritable. In short, he wanted to curse and hit others.

This emotion can easily arouse his inner demons. He looked at the frightened eyes of the people around him, as if looking at a gangster and bully.

Qin Chuan tried his best to calm down his emotions, then looked at his nose and heart with his eyes, and quietly adjusted his Qi.

So who is Emperor Wu, and why does he have to take care of his own affairs?

What kind of kung fu is Dragon Fighting Jue, and why does another Dragon Rebellion appear?

There are more and more secrets in the martial arts world, and they are becoming more and more complicated. Qin Chuan only feels very tired.

At the same time, I was worried about Feng Huaying, hoping that the great monks at Putuo Temple would not embarrass a weak woman like her.

The more Qin Chuan thinks about this, the less calm his heart becomes.

An impetuous flame slowly grew in his heart, and then burned Qin Chuan's internal organs.

At this moment, Qin Chuan had the urge and desire to destroy. He wanted to destroy everything!

Fortunately for the others, Changkong, who was sitting next to Qin Chuan, could faintly feel the evil aura coming from Qin Chuan.

This evil spirit has filled the entire carriage. It can be said that Qinchuan is very dangerous now, like a time bomb! If he is not careful, it will explode. If he goes crazy, everyone in the carriage may die.

Amitabha... is it right or wrong to take him back to Putuo Temple?

Is it possible that it will really bring bloody disaster to Putuo Temple?

It shouldn't be possible... Qin Chuan only has the strength of a senior level. There are countless eminent monks in his sect, and the abbot is still an emperor level. If he wants to suppress Qin Chuan, there is no problem.

In short, when we arrived at Putuo Temple, everything was easy to say.

Changkong used sound transmission to recite the Heart Sutra over and over again to Qin Chuan to help him cleanse his heart.

Qin Chuan was calming down his inner demons when he suddenly heard a burst of chanting, which went straight to the spiritual platform, which indeed helped a lot.

After more than ten hours, Qin Chuan slowly calmed down.

Amitabha!

Changkong breathed a sigh of relief, finally feeling better.

Qin Chuan finally opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of thick air.

Amitabha, congratulations to the donor for getting rid of his inner demons.

Changkong said, I really asked the poor monk Alexander just now.

Don't worry, I don't want to be a demon yet.

Qin Chuan said, It's more chic to be a human being.

The person who implements it has the potential to become a Buddha.

Changkong said, You are destined to be a Buddha, so why not escape into Buddhism?

Escape your sister! The train is coming!

He looked at the time, it was almost time.

Sure enough, the train had begun to slow down and slowly approached the platform.

Amitabha, we still have a few hours to form, donor, please be patient.

Okay, stop talking nonsense and leave quickly!

The flames that Qin Chuan finally calmed down started to burn again. He hurriedly got off the train and walked outside to take a breath of fresh air.

The two of them took the bus again, bumped along the mountain road for four hours, and then walked for more than an hour before arriving at the gate of Putuo Temple.

Putuo Temple is built in the mountain, connected to two hills. There are two huge statues in the temple, one Buddha and one Bodhisattva. The Bodhisattva is in the south and the Buddha statue is in the north.

What caught the eye was a huge hall with a faint golden light. Even standing at the door, you could hear the chanting of monks inside.

From the outside, it looks like a place of pure cultivation. It's a pity that this so-called place of pure cultivation is imprisoned in a woman who is very important to him!

This is Putuo Temple.

Changkong looked at the temple gate. He, who had always been bohemian, became a little serious at this time.

Donor Qin, please come in.

Changkong said.

When a guest comes to your door, how can you not say hello first?

Qin Chuan smiled, and then he released his true energy and condensed a huge golden bell directly in front of him!

Qin Chuan slapped the golden bell, and it immediately made a deafening buzzing sound!

Even Changkong had to cover his ears.

The sound quickly spread throughout Putuo Temple, and the chanting of the monks was also suppressed.

But soon, a huge voice reached Qin Chuan's ears, deafening.

Amitabha……

Qin Chuan was shocked. This voice was very familiar to him. It was the voice that kidnapped Feng Huaying!

Donor Qin, since you are here, why don't you sit in the main hall?

The voice continued.

Donor Qin, let's go to the Main Hall.

Changkong stretched out his hand to invite Qin Chuan, then led Qin Chuan into the temple, and then into the Main Hall.

As soon as he entered the main hall, the four heavenly kings were standing on all sides, looking at him fiercely, as if they wanted to catch him as a monster!

There were many monks sitting in the Main Hall. Qin Chuan saw a monk wearing a golden cassock sitting in the center, chanting Buddhist scriptures intently.

This man exuded a terrifying strength and felt familiar.

Are you the one who kidnapped Feng Huaying?

Qin Chuan glared angrily, and the zhenqi in his body was faintly activated.

Donor Qin, please stay calm in front of the Buddha.

The great monk in golden cassock said slowly, My name is Hui Neng. I am the donor of Qin. This is the first time we meet. Please give me some advice.

I don't care if you are Huineng or Wuneng! Give me my woman back!

Qin Chuan clenched his fists.

Amitabha, Donor Qin, and Donor Feng are very safe. They are currently chatting about Buddhism with my junior brother in the guest room. I have to say that this Donor Feng is very enlightened, and she and my junior brother are very happy chatting.

Don't fight me here, haha. I'm here to fight my woman back. If you don't give her back to me, don't blame me for being rude!

As he spoke, Qin Chuan's true energy exploded completely, and his domineering power made many monks' hair stand on end.

Longwei domineering?

Hui Neng raised his eyebrows slightly, It turns out that Donor Qin has learned the Dragon Fighting Technique... It seems that in addition to the Buddha's relics, Donor Qin himself will also stay in our Putuo Temple. He will listen to Lao Na chant sutras and recite Buddha's name for you every day, and wash your hands. Screw your demons.”

Are you thinking too much?

Qin Chuan almost laughed angrily, this great monk was so capable of talking to himself!

Who do you think you are? A superhero who saves the world, or a super policeman who maintains peace? What about me, do I need you to worry about me? Give Feng Huaying back to me!

Qin Chuan roared the last word in Jin Linyin, and many monks couldn't help but cover their ears.

Amitabha!

Huineng shouted another Buddha's voice, easily suppressing Qin Chuan's voice.