By the moonlight, Li Qingyun saw the broken temple made of gray stone and several irregular small courtyards in the mountain col, but he didn't expect that this was the famous Langtuo Temple in the western rivers and lakes, just by this appearance, it was enough to call it the word "rotten".

However, Li Chunqiu said that the reason why it is called Landa Temple is that it is a wandering person who wandered to this place to practice penance, called Landa, and he built the first small temple here with his hands. Later, countless penances joined the ranks and made the small temple bigger until it became a monastery.

Cultivation requires talent and chance, and although Namta is a true penance, he never entered the third realm until he died. However, later ascetics still called this dilapidated and simple temple "Landa Temple".

Standing on the top of the hill, Li Qingyun didn't see any danger here, not even Tallinn in the backyard, but felt that the temple was too quiet, and something seemed to be wrong.

"Hmm? There are at least a hundred people in the Landa Temple, even if it's night, at least there should be some movement, right? "Li Chunqiu has been here a few times, and he has personally visited the whole temple, so he can quickly find out that something is wrong.

Sun Daqi said indifferently: "Li Lao Er, what are you hesitating about when the matter comes to the front? At the beginning, you were able to fight the invincible opponents of the whole temple alone, and you also demolished other people's signboards. Now with me, Fuwa's master may still make a move, so you don't have to worry. Gone, look at me!"

After speaking, Sun Daqi jumped lightly, and like a big peng with wings, he swept straight from the top of the mountain to the Landa Temple. Only a few dozen meters high, when he was about to land, he stepped on the front of the building gate of the Landa Temple, also known as the mountain gate, the mountain gate built of blue-gray stone, together with the "Landa Temple" plaque that had just been replaced, collapsed instantly, turning into a pile of rubble foam.

Li Qingyun looked at it and grinned. This guy really came to destroy the door, leaving no room at all, and he came up to destroy the mountain gate.

Gotcha, don't pretend to be a good person, hurry up and tear down a few temples, and be a wicked person. Otherwise, how can you be worthy of the title of "Jianghu Demon Star".

Li Qingyun followed, turned over a few times, jumped from the top of the mountain, and went straight to the highest main hall in the Namada Temple.

"Who dares to spread wilderness in our Landa Temple?" Several tall monks appeared in the small courtyard in front of the main hall, roaring angrily, shaking the surrounding trees "whoosh". Some monks have Chinese, and some monks speak Mandarin.

I saw a monk appear. Li Chunqiu's frowning brows can be regarded as unfolding, and it is good to have someone. Although the monk can't run away from the temple, but the people really send a faction to escape, you are really hard to find.

So Li Chunqiu also jumped down, and landed above the temple almost at the same time as Li Qingyun.

Li Qingyun smashed half of the main hall with one foot, while Li Chunqiu smashed a side hall with one foot, booming, and dust and smoke were everywhere. But no more monks appeared.

"Hmm, it's really wrong, it feels like the whole Rota Temple. Empty, not many people here. After Li Qingyun landed, he habitually used his spirit body to instantly investigate the entire Landa Temple, and found that there were only eight monks in the entire area.

There are four people in the front yard of the main hall, who are fighting with Sun Daqi, and the center of the Tallinn Courtyard at the end. There are also four monks, who vaguely have fluctuations in the vitality of heaven and earth, but they don't know what they are doing.

"Li Chunqiu, it's you again? Haven't we already reconciled? This time you actually dare to destroy my mountain gate, and our Landa Temple will never die with you. ”

"Not good. This stinky old man is also a martial arts cultivator in the Three Realms, so we can't beat it. Senior brother, let's go to the backyard quickly, don't fight with them. ”

These four monks fought and retreated, both martial and spiritual, and their skills were not weak, and the lowest was also the middle level of the second realm. And they seem to be extremely good at fighting, although they were beaten by Sun Daqi and Li Chunqiu in danger, but with a set of exercises that cooperate with each other, they fought for more than ten rounds, and there were no casualties.

"There are only eight monks in the entire Landa Monastery, and the other four are in Tallinn, I don't know what they are doing. It's better to leave a living mouth and ask him where those monks have gone. Li Qingyun stood on the top of the half-collapsed main hall, and he really didn't plan to make a move, just watched the excitement.

Boom! Li Chunqiu made a quick and fierce move, slapping a strong martial cultivator with one palm, completely disintegrating the other party's cooperation. Sun Daqi saw the opportunity, and with a snake swing, he sucked away another spiritual monk who couldn't dodge.

The two monks who flew out crashed into the stone wall of the backyard and smashed a big hole in the wall.

Poof! That martial cultivator was durable, but the spiritual cultivator spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, and as soon as his body was injured, he couldn't get up, and he barely had the strength to fight again.

The martial monk next to the spiritual cultivator who fell to the ground picked up the injured fellow disciple, jumped up and fled, and at the same time shouted in the direction of Tallinn with his throat: "Senior brother, are you okay? We can't hold it here!"

A strange black smoke suddenly rose into the air from the direction of Tallinn, instantly enveloping the entire Rota Temple, and a strange aura affected everyone in the black mist.

Li Chunqiu sighed and exclaimed: "This black fog is strange, my qi and blood are a little stagnant, and my combat power has weakened a lot. ”

"What the hell is this? Why haven't I heard of it?formation?Poisonous smoke?" Sun Daqi screamed depressedly, watching the wounded enemy flee from front of him, he couldn't find the direction of pursuit, and his eyes were full of black fog.

At the same time that Li Qingyun saw the black fog appear, the spirit body had already gone out of the body, flew into the sky, and by the moonlight, he saw that in the Tallinn courtyard, the hundreds of small towers where the ashes of the monks were buried, at least more than ten places exploded, and the black smoke was sprayed out from these cracked small towers.

Before the black fog completely dispersed, Li Qingyun also saw that in the center of Tallinn, there were four elderly monks, kneeling in front of the altar, waving their hands excitedly, muttering something.

After that, the black mist completely enveloped the entire Landa Temple, and the spirit body hung in the air, and it was impossible to see anything inside.

"With the blood of the martial arts of the Three Realms, I sacrificed to the birth of the black lotus, I have endured for a hundred years in the Landa Temple, and finally gathered the defensive magic weapons and attack magic weapons, even if I return to Tibet, I can get a magnificent temple and enjoy the rich incense of the believers. ”

"God help me in the Landa Temple, God bless, the black lotus is in full bloom, and it has lived up to the sacrifices of the ancestors. From today on, our Landa Temple will be famous. ”

"Li Chunqiu has killed my disciples of Langda Temple three times and five times, and today is his death. Haha, no matter how arrogant they are, no matter how capable they are, they can't even think of breaking their heads, all of this is our abbot's strategy. Those who deliberately led them to death came to sacrifice for the birth of the Black Lotus. ”

In the black mist, there were still excited shouts of several monks kneeling in front of the altar, as if the black mist could kill Li Chunqiu and Sun Daqi, and make them rank among the first-class sects.

Li Qingyun's spirit body didn't see any black lotus. It's like he can't see where Lotus Peak looks like a lotus, but he can't get used to the words of these monks who are so excited that they go crazy, what black lotus is not black lotus, shoot these monks to death first.

As soon as the mind moved, the spirit body turned into a giant palm and fell from the sky, and the place where the crazy sound was made was a palm.

However, when passing through the black fog, it actually seemed to pass through a layer of fine nets, blocking most of the attack force. Boom. The courtyard where Tallinn was located was slapped flat by Li Qingyun, and the voices of the four crazy monks also stopped abruptly.

Although he was not dead, he was slapped into the ground by a giant palm, and there was a dull sound of vomiting blood and a roar of surprise.

"There is actually a Three Realms spiritual cultivator? Who the hell is it? Don't let him see the mystery of the Black Lotus. ”

"It's very likely that it's Li Qingyun's master, that mysterious spiritual cultivator who can only attack with giant palms, what should we do?

"No, we have to make sure that the black lotus is formed, so that ...... to collect. This is our mission. Didn't the abbot leave us behind just to make sure nothing went wrong?"

"The gods are above. Ladies and gentlemen, I have taken the first step and offered the power of blood to Black Lotus. After the voice finished speaking, a palm slapped on his head, and in the black mist, there was a sound of watermelons breaking.

With the death of this monk. The smell of blood in the black mist suddenly intensified, and the black mist absorbed his blood and became more active, circling the entire Landa Temple, spinning wildly. People and things in the black mist. All spin with it, like a hurricane, sucking everything into the center of the storm.

Li Qingyun remembered some of the secrets of the rivers and lakes that Gong Xinghe had said, and finally understood what these monks were doing, they should be breeding an offensive dust weapon, and today is the day when the magic weapon Black Lotus was born. If at the beginning of the formation of the magic weapon, the blood of the cultivator master is absorbed, the power will be even stronger, and this is called a sacrificial weapon.

"The gods are above, since there is no hope of leaving, let's offer the power of blood for the bloom of the black lotus. After saying that, another monk committed suicide.

As the number of suicide monks increased, the black fog shrouded in less and less area, the color became thicker and thicker, and the power of agitation increased exponentially.

Li Qingyun's body, which was standing on the top of the main hall, was already unstable, and he needed to hold on to the eaves of the main hall to ensure that he would not be sucked into the sky by the powerful suction of the black mist.

"Fuwa, jump down and run for your life, what are you doing standing on the roof. People have been planning for a hundred years, just waiting for the birth of the magic weapon, we can't really become people's sacrificial offerings. Li Chunqiu stood in the courtyard and shouted anxiously.

Sun Daqi also understood what was going on, and roared angrily: "I his uncle, the first time I went out with you to show off my prestige, I was calculated by others, why is my luck so bad? If I run away in embarrassment, how can I brag to others in the future?"

Li Qingyun's physical body jumped down, but the spirit body was spinning in the direction of the black mist, and there was no forcible resistance. With the condensation of the black mist, there is already the rudiments of a blooming lotus.

These black fogs, full of life, I don't know what they are, they are not illusory things, they are substance objects like fine sand. However, every grain of sand contains a trace of evil energy, which makes normal people feel weak and dead.

"Could it be the ashes of the monk after his death?" At this moment, Li Qingyun remembered the string of prayer beads worn by Monk Hui'an around his neck, which was a defensive magic weapon made by the relics of the high monks.

At this time, on a hill outside the temple, there was a young monk standing, who was none other than Hui'an. Behind him, there were two tall and sturdy martial cultivators protecting him.

Hui An saw the huge black lotus gradually taking shape, a trace of excitement flashed in his eyes, and the rosary in his hand was even more frantically dialing. The thought of having both a defensive magic weapon and an offensive magic weapon could definitely shine in the rivers and lakes where the aura was depleted, and his heart was even more excited.

"Li Qingyun, when I receive this attack weapon, I will destroy your village and punish your people to repay your hatred for insulting me. I've been enduring your broken hotel for so long, and I've been waiting for today!" Hui An's delicate face showed a trace of hideousness that did not match his temperament. (To be continued.) )