Leaving the village, Tie Jianfeng's brothers and sisters marched all the way in the direction of the Shuangta Temple, listening to those villagers say that the Shuangta Temple is the only way to go to Shanyang Town, in this case, Jun Buqi decided to just pass by, go and check it out, if there are barbarians, they will be sent directly, after all, it is just a temple, how many people can be hidden? If not, when Chu Jie is saved, it will definitely alarm Jian Dahu, and then there will be a place to hide and maneuver.

The Shuangta Temple is still seven or eight miles away from the official road of transporting grain, although the distance is a little farther, but the road is not difficult to walk, the stone road of all colors, the steps are also repaired in order, with the foot strength of the disciples, as long as a cup of tea has come to the door of the temple.

The tall mountain gate, the blue plaque, one is written "into the Prajna Gate", and the other is written with four big characters "Dengbodhi Dao", looking at the pen strength and vigor, it is obvious that the person who wrote these words is not an ordinary man.

Jun Buqi stood in front of the mountain gate, the fallen leaves were piled up all over the ground, and he couldn't see where the steps were, and the two door panels in the middle had also fallen, and he was lying on the ground at the moment, the vermilion gate was like a red carpet, and it seemed that the owner here knew that a guest was coming, and he was ready to entertain him.

Chen Shujun stood in front of Jun Buqi, looking into the mountain gate, the tall incense burner on the empty square was broken into two, the stone lion guarding the gate of the main hall didn't know what gnawed off half of his head, and the remaining eye was staring at him, how did Chen Shujun look at it and think it was staring at himself.

Whew, I don't know where a gust of wind blew, rolling up the fallen leaves all over the ground and rushing towards everyone.

When, a bell rang and startled everyone, Chen Shujun subconsciously took a step back and stepped on Jun Buqi's feet.

"Hey, I said you can't do it? If you can't, get out of the way as soon as possible. Chen Shujun was pushed aside for the second time today, and he was about to have a seizure, seeing that it was Yu Qingyun, he hurriedly put back the words that were scolding to his lips, and obediently stepped aside, but he felt that the senior brother was a little weird today.

Everyone stared at Yu Qingyun, their eyes were full of worship, although it was broad daylight, but standing in front of the door of the ancient temple, every disciple of Tiejian Peak felt a trace of coolness, and then remembered that there were barbarians in this temple, and there were even some drums, and they were worried that Senior Brother Chen would let him be the first to go in to investigate, so Senior Brother stood up.

"Senior brother, you wait at the door first, I'll go in and see, if there is no danger, you can go in again, if something happens, you leave quickly, it's best not to even go to Shanyang Town, go back to the sect directly, and report everything here to the master." Yu Qingyun turned his back to Jun Buqi, but in Jun Buqi's eyes, the back of the senior brother was now extremely tall, thinking that since Yu Qingyun entered the Iron Sword Peak, almost every time he had trouble that he couldn't solve, it was the senior brother who came forward to settle it, and now the senior brother was standing in front of him again, and he couldn't let the senior brother take risks alone if he said anything today, Jun Buqi gritted his teeth, and actually stepped forward and stood side by side with Yu Qingyun.

Hula-la, a group of Iron Sword Peak disciples under the leadership of Chen Shujun rushed around the two people, one by one holding their swords and staring closely at the square in the temple, as if there was some invisible enemy hidden in the empty square.

Yu Qingyun was the first to take a step, and Jun Buqi followed, and a figure was faster than both of them, and he had already entered the mountain gate in a flash.

"Jun Shao, there is no abnormality!" Chen Shujun also fought hard, and finally scrapped Zhao Bei, if he didn't hurry up to show his performance, wouldn't his previous efforts be wasted? Now standing in the square, Chen Shujun's hanging heart was put down, no, there was neither an ambush, nor a cold arrow, as if this was just an abandoned temple.

Jun Buqi was a little surprised, this kid is the same as Zhao Bei on weekdays, why is he so brave today? It seems that his followers are not useless. Jun Buqi is very happy, after all, everyone hopes that there will be a return on their efforts, Jun Buqi is no exception, he has been not thin on them all these years, and now it has finally come in handy, he is happy in his heart, he smiled at Chen Shujun slightly, raised his legs and stepped through the temple gate, and a cold light flashed in the eyes of Yu Qingyun who was following him.

Sixty-four Sword Peak disciples rushed in, with Chen Shujun taking the lead, the big guys did not have the fear they had before, they didn't need to command, they scattered one by one to guard several passages around the square, and the two disciples walked to the front of the main hall in the middle of the square, hesitated slightly, and stretched out their long swords and pointed at the hall door.

The door of the hall opened silently, and the golden body of the Buddha was hidden in the darkness, looking down at the two disciples and smiling.

"Ahh Number Seven

Whew, this time it was Yu Qingyun who was the first to rush out, and he didn't even stop shooting into the hall in front of him with a sword.

Bang, the door of the hall slammed shut behind Yu Qingyun, and the whole person of the disciple who followed him was bounced back.

The incident happened in a hurry, Jun Buqi was stunned, there was an ambush in the main hall, otherwise how could the palace door be closed for no reason? How could the two disciples in front of him let out such a miserable scream? Now the senior brother is also locked in the hall, if he doesn't break the temple door quickly, in case something happens... , you don't dare to think about it anymore.

A stream of golden light bloomed from Jun Buqi's body, just like a round of sun suddenly appeared in the square, and the surrounding Iron Sword Peak disciples all subconsciously wanted to retreat, even Chen Shujun was no exception, they knew that their young master was going to work hard, using the Great Sun Golden Light Sword to perform the "Sunrise East", even with Jun Buqi's cultivation, he could only send out this sword, after a sword, he couldn't move the sword for at least ten hours, how could such a sword technique not be powerful? However, it was precisely because of the huge power that Jun Buqi could only reluctantly use it, but he could not retract it freely, and those disciples of Iron Sword Peak were worried that it would affect the pond fish, so they dodged one after another.

The sun on the square is getting brighter and brighter, and gradually the shadow of Jun Buqi can no longer be seen, the sun hanging high in the sky seems to sense something, and suddenly a glow is shining on the sun below, at this moment the sword momentum in Jun Buqi's hand has reached its peak, and the whole square seems to be the only one that exists, and even the sun in the sky seems to be dim.

Boom, the big day with ten thousand rays of light, with the thunderous momentum hit the temple door, did not make an earth-shattering sound, the temple door smashed silently, even with the front of the Buddha's golden body, the Bodhisattva treasure was flooded with golden light, the great day rushed all the way through the main hall, stopped on another square.

After a long time, everyone's eyes can see things, the sun is gone, the temple door is gone, even the Buddha statue in the hall has disappeared without a trace, the whole hall seems to be passed through the middle by some giant beast, leaving only a huge hole, on the other side of the hole stands a person, it is Jun Buqi.

Without waiting for Jun Buqi to speak, Chen Shujun had already led people to rush into the main hall, behind the Buddha statue, under the offering table, on the beams, and all places were searched.

"Senior Brother Chen, here. A thin disciple jumped on top of a Heavenly King at some point, and was staring at the Heavenly King's feet and shouting.

Chen Shujun followed the voice and looked over, it was a growth heavenly king, holding a wisdom sword, standing with angry eyes, and a little ghost under his feet, but if he looked closely, where was the little ghost, it was one of the two disciples who broke into the main hall just now.

"What are you doing in a daze? Why don't you pull it out for me?" Chen Shujun roared loudly, no matter what, all the disciples in this hall also came down from Jianfeng, which one is not high in normal times, even if a temple like this is invited by eight sedan chairs, no one will want to take a look, but now it is a great shame to be trampled under the feet like a slave.

"Ahh Blood gushed out from the feet of the Heavenly King, and the disciple's body was still kneeling at the feet of the Heavenly King, but the head was gone.

"Ghost, ghost—", the disciple who had fallen to the ground stumbled out, his face pale and a tooth grinning beside his arm.

Chen Shujun drew his sword in his hand, and with a single sword, he cut off one of the Heavenly King's legs, and fell from the altar with the body of the disciple. Collecting the sword, Chen Shujun stepped forward to check carefully, this leg is not special, from the section point of view, it is only made of clay and burned, but the disciple's body is a little weird, and it is normal in other places, but the back seems to have fused with the soles of the Heavenly King's feet, and when he pulls hard, the clothes on his back ooze blood.

Soon the body of another disciple was also found at the feet of another Heavenly King, this time no one dared to stretch out his hand to pull, only dared to get closer to observe, the skin was still white and elastic, only the gray eyes made people realize that kneeling in front of them was a corpse that had been dead for a long time.

After a while, a large hall had been carefully searched, and apart from these two corpses, no trace of Yu Qingyun was found. Jun Buqi stood there pondering, Senior Brother entered the main hall, and he moved his hand almost at the same time, in such a short time, that is, in the blink of an eye, where can Senior Brother go? Jun Buqi looked around, and his eyes fell on the other hall in front of him.

It is a side hall, there is a plaque on the door of the hall, which reads, "Garan Hall", the Garan Hall of the ordinary temple is mostly dedicated to the prince of Diduo, the honorable position of the lonely elder, but this side hall is for a beautiful woman wearing purple clothes, the woman has a good face, shy smile. If you just look at this woman, anyone will have a good impression of this Garan Temple, but the one standing next to this woman is really terrible, Zhang Wu's height, the muscles of his body are like rocks, rough and hard, his limbs are unusually thick, there are three hideous bone spurs on his back, and a few fangs on his purple face are out of his lips, which looks very vicious, standing with that beauty, how do people look at it and feel awkward.