Congyun Temple is far away from the downtown and is in the mountains, which is a quiet place with Buddhist Sanskrit sounds, but at this time there are more sneaky people along the way.

As soon as Meng Po and Yuan An got out of the car, they saw at a glance that on the steps, karma was standing there straight, with a calm face and compassion in his eyes.

Behind him stood hundreds of monks with a determined expression.

Seeing the two of them, karma said a Buddha name and said, "Master Meng, you have worked hard." ”

Then he finally reached the limit, fell straight down, and passed out with peace of mind.

At the same moment, Ji Hui, who arrived a minute late for Meng Po and Yuan'an, just got out of the car and suddenly fell into a coma without warning.

Faced with such a slightly chaotic situation, Meng Poyi walked into the mountain gate very calmly and ordered the two monks to carry their abbot to the courtyard of karma. He turned back to the bodyguard who was carrying Ji Hui with a confused and panicked face, and said, "Keep up." ”

Yuan An didn't follow in, but stood outside the door, casually glanced at the people around him who were about to move, rubbed his wrist and stood in the position where Fang Cai was standing.

The news of the defeat of karma and Zhao Qianrong has already spread. For outsiders, Congyun Temple has always been a huge treasure.

Whether it is an unfathomable spell, or a treasure pavilion that has treasured thousands of years of precious scriptures, or a treasure and magic weapon that is said to be everywhere, in short, after learning of the abbot's accident, large and small sects began to move, in vain to get a piece of the pie.

It's just that I didn't expect that the karma injury was real, but it was still not something that ordinary people could deal with.

After a few waves of people, everyone could only stand still for the time being. After holding for a few days, he finally waited for the karma to fall, and when even three people couldn't hold back and rushed forward.

It was an old man with two disciples. The old man had a white beard and white hair, a white robe and a dust, and he couldn't wait to write a few big words "fairy wind dao bones" directly on his body.

He really has some ability, and he can see at a glance that Yuan An does not have half a point of spiritual power, so he can't wait to be this person.

"Well, you layman. The old man turned around and brushed the dust, very imposing, "This kind of immortal battle, how can you and other laypeople participate, let's leave quickly!"

Yuan An twitched the corners of his mouth and did not speak.

The sneaky peeping people before have become more upright at this time, gloating and waiting for Yuan An to make a fool of himself.

After all, everyone knows that although this self-proclaimed old man who is a detached man is a bully and afraid of the hard and likes to pretend a little, he really has the ability, and he even has a little fame in the other world, otherwise he would not be rampant at this time.

However, the slap in the face always comes so quickly. A few "crackling" sounds were followed by a cry of "ouch ouch" in pain, and the layman lay on the ground, his white body turned gray and extremely embarrassed.

In the shocked gaze of the onlookers, his two little apprentices glanced at Yuan An as if they were looking at monsters, and the life of "Xiu" ran away.

"You, you......" The layman pointed at him, and said in disbelief for a long time, "Don't you know how to do magic?"

"You're too slow! Besides, who stipulates that you must use magic to beat people?" Yuan An approached him, his eyebrows sank, and he raised his feet and said, "Get out!"

Then everyone saw that Yuan An seemed to just kick lightly, and the layman was like a kite, landing straight in front of the onlookers, and almost fainted on the spot.

"This ......" everyone's eyes turned between the layman and Yuan An, and they all gasped, "Is it really just an ordinary person?"

The effect of killing chickens and monkeys is very obvious, and everyone's impatient mood instantly calmed down a lot, and they returned to their previous sneaky voyeuristic state.

However, this purity was only one night, and on the second day, some restless people were outside probing their brains, ready to do it at any time. After all, not everyone saw yesterday's situation, and even if they did, they thought it was just an exaggeration.

It's just an ordinary person who doesn't know how to do magic, and it's too mysterious to be better than someone from another world.

However, this kind of thinking can also be understood, in the hearts of these people, magic is like a high-tech weapon in the palm of their hands to others, how can they have a sense of superiority compared to ordinary people.

What's more, the temptation of Congyun Temple is too great, especially after hearing that the abbot has completely fallen.

Sure enough, on the second day, there were significantly more people guarding the door.

Yuan An didn't block the door like he did yesterday, he leaned inside the door and beckoned to a middle-aged monk who walked over, "Master Jian Temple." ”

"Amitabha!" the temple said to Yuan An, "Thank you for your help yesterday." ”

"Master is polite!" Yuan Andao, "It's Yuan who has a lot of trouble." ”

The temple supervisor thanked him again, and then walked out, and then stood outside the mountain gate, facing the people who were eyeing him, just like yesterday's karma, a posture of protection.

Bodyguards No. 3 and No. 4 hurriedly followed, ready to help out. After all, their husband is still in a coma in Congyun Temple, so these people can be disturbed.

Yuan An stretched out his hand to hold the two of them, "No hurry." ”

The two of them were puzzled, "What does Mr. Yuan mean? There are so many sects large and small outside, these monks must not be able to deal with it." ”

Otherwise, why bother holding on to the karma before.

"I know. Yuan An said, "Let's wait first! I must let people understand that even if the abbot is not there, Congyun Temple is not for everyone to be bullied." ”

Being able to follow Ji Hui is naturally not an ordinary person, as soon as Yuan An said this, the two bodyguards immediately understood.

Congyun Temple is very large, and there are many monks, but only half of them have the ability to fight. The number of people in the several sects under the mountain sect is naturally much smaller. However, the momentum was not weak at all, and the monks followed behind the temple, their expressions were firm, and they did not flinch or fear.

Fortunately, although there are many people watching Congyun Temple, they are not concentric, and they are afraid that the other party will take advantage of them more, and the benefits of sharing in their hands will be less.

Therefore, when someone comes out to find trouble, the others take a wait-and-see attitude, looking forward to waiting for a good time for a sandpiper to compete for a fisherman's profit.

Yuan An's consideration does have his reason, and the strength of the temple is indeed not weak. Maybe it's not possible compared to karma, but against these miscellaneous sects, it's enough for them to eat a pot.

It was after the heads of the three sects were injured and had to retreat that everyone suddenly reacted that Congyun Temple was not only one abbot.

At the time of the survival of such a sect, the subordinates of the prison temple did not leave much mercy, and the people who came out before had a lot of losses, and those who had committed more sins with that trick were directly abolished and injured fundamentally, which was inferior to ordinary people, and then harmless ability.

Seeing this, the people of the other sects couldn't help but retreat, and they were resigned.

The bodyguards No. 3 and 4 were also amazed when they saw this, and their hearts said that this Congyun Temple was indeed a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger, and only one prison temple had been dispatched, and the other disciples had not done it at all.

Just when the watchers were about to give up, and the bodyguard generals No. 3 and 4 were relieved, a voice suddenly came from the heart:

"A bunch of cowards!"

Spiritual power was used in this voice, and after a burst of tinnitus, even if someone vomited.

Bodyguard No. 3 or 4 looked as usual, but suddenly remembered that Yuan An didn't know how to do spiritual arts, and was worried that he would be affected, so he hurriedly looked back at him, "Yuan Gongzi?"

The words stopped abruptly, and he saw that Yuan An's expression was more normal than the two of them, and he took away the alien sword that was just blocking in front of him, looked outside the mountain gate, and frowned slightly.

Immediately following that voice came a force that made people feel like the mountain was collapsing and the ground was cracking, and everyone saw a black strange power attacking the Jian Temple and the others at an extremely fast speed. But in the blink of an eye, the temple only had time to spread its strength to protect the monk behind him, and then fell to his knees.

"It's ...... Is he the master of the Holy Gate?"

Everyone still couldn't believe it, they couldn't imagine that the master of the Holy Gate would appear here, or rather, they didn't expect that such a gate sect as the Holy Gate would come to the bottom of the ground so openly.

"It's just a bunch of rubbish. Zhao Congyu snorted coldly, walked slowly to the front of the Prison Temple, and said mockingly, "Without karma, this Congyun Temple is so vulnerable?"

As he spoke, he turned his head and looked at the people behind him who were cowering: "What are you afraid of, those who see it have a share, this sect is not such an unreasonable person." ”

When everyone heard this, they immediately burst into cheers. Originally, I was worried that I couldn't beat the monks of Congyun Temple at first, and then I was worried that the benefits would be monopolized by the Holy Gate, but now it's good, since Zhao Congyu has already allowed his mouth, what else is there to scruple about?

Zhao Congyu said, looked at the temple again, and raised his hand, "As for this, this sect will clean it up first." ”

However, this time he didn't get his wish, and a figure suddenly appeared in front of Zhao Congyu at a very fast speed, interrupting all his next actions.

"Yuan'an!" Zhao Congyu gritted his teeth, and looked down at the alien sword on his shoulder, "You are really capable!"

"Zhao Congyu, is this how you led the Holy Gate?" Yuan An suddenly pulled out the Yili Sword, raised his foot and kicked the person out, and said coldly, "Ming robbery?

For a moment, everyone looked at Yuan An's eyes as if they were looking at a monster, and they involuntarily took a step back.

The bodyguards No. 3 and No. 4 helped the temple up to rest, and they were also shocked when they saw this scene, and suddenly understood the reason why No. 1 and No. 2 admired Yuan An so much.

"The bottom line?" Zhao Congyu slowly raised his head, "Haha" laughed, "Little Senior Uncle, are you feeling sorry for your senior brother when you say this? Have you forgotten that the current Holy Gate is mine? I am the one who controls its fate, not only the Holy Gate, but this Congyun Temple will also be mine." He slowly stood up, ignoring the blood gushing out of his shoulder, "Is there a reason to be above board? The abbot of Congyun Temple injured the person who held the Holy Gate, so today, the Heavenly King Lao Tzu can't save him." ”

As he spoke, he turned to the disciples of the Holy Gate behind him and the other onlookers and said, "Do it!"

"Wait!" Yuan An raised his hand holding the Alien Sword, "Who dares to move?"