Empty Zen Temple, set up the temple on the Great Compassion Buddha Cave, before the Buddha Cave, ten thousand waves wash the sand, the water of the Great Cangjiang River slaps on the stone wall that has gone through the vicissitudes of life, splashes tens of millions of snowflakes.

The surging sound is in stark contrast to the stone wall that has stood proudly for thousands of years.

In the verdant amidst the cliffs, a group of people in heavy armor headed towards the extreme peak.

Standing on the top of the mountain from afar, the monks in the distance saw that the sedan chair embroidered with python patterns was carried on the shoulders of sixteen strong men wearing heavy armor, and hurriedly headed towards the empty Zen Temple.

The wind of the rivers and lakes, 90,000 miles regardless of the return date, has entered the ears of the world.

Who else in the world doesn't know that there is a madman in white who is rampant on the rivers and lakes at this time.

In the Great Chu Liang City, the Great Chu Forbidden Army was shaken, the great array achieved by one hundred and eight monks was broken, and the head of the Great Chu Emperor was robbed of the son of the King of Great Chu.

After that, on Bailu Mountain, the holy land of Confucianism, he asked the master who had never touched anyone for 2,000 years, and knocked the 2,000-year-old martial arts myth off the altar with one punch.

It is said that his next stop is the Empty Zen Temple on the Great Compassion Buddha Cave of the Great Jin Dynasty.

Above the empty Zen Temple, there was already a lot of vigilance, and several masters from all over the world flocked to it, in order to see this white-clothed madman who had entered the altar again in the martial arts.

Yan Jingxing, a disciple of Confucianism, Lu Xuanfeng, a disciple of Taoism, and people above the realm of true immortals above the rivers and lakes, except for the uncle of the Great Chu Emperor and the injured ones of Confucianism, are almost all here.

The Dharma Patriarch of the Kongzen Temple has been in retreat for 20 years on the hanging wall, and he is likely to be out of the gate this time.

The fighting method of the master above the true immortal has not been seen in this life for two thousand years, and everyone wants to see this excitement.

Empty Zen Temple, suspended on the cliff, the desire of the world, the vanity of enlightenment.

At this time, at the foot of the mountain, in front of the mountain gate of the Zen Temple, the abbot of the Empty Temple stood alone in the front, wearing a plain cloth robe, wearing a colorless crown, holding a great compassion Zen staff, and the old face was like knowing the suffering of all beings.

Behind the abbot of the empty Zen Temple, is the first Zen master of each of the 36 courtyards, with the sixteen precepts scar on his head, cutting off the front edge of the earthly world, and participating in Zen supreme.

Further back are the heroes of the world, among which the disciples of Confucianism and Taoism are in the center of the crowd, and beside them is a Buddhist disciple with twelve precept scars, no sorrow or joy.

"Abbot Qiqi, the madman in white has arrived at the top of the Great Compassion Buddha Cave. ”

The monk of the empty temple rushed from the Great Compassion Buddha Cave, performed a Buddhist ceremony at the abbot of the empty temple, and then hurriedly said.

"Open the mountain gate to welcome guests, if the catastrophe comes, my generation should enter. ”

The abbot of the Empty Zen Temple held the Great Compassion Zen Staff in one hand and put it on his chest with the other hand, and said slowly.

He showed compassion on his face, but he didn't know whether he was pitying himself or others, two thousand years of ancient temples, and finally met an opponent.

Standing beside the abbot, the first seat of the Dharma Academy seemed to be overflowing, and he lowered his eyebrows and asked the abbot:

"Senior Brother Abbot, do you want to go into the Buddha cave to wake up the patriarch?"

The moment Li Chunqiu blasted the White Deer Mountain Master down to the Nine Heavens with one punch, the world already knew that only the level of the Three Sects could stop him.

"Amitabha, no, when the patriarch goes out, he will go out. ”

The abbot of the Empty Zen Temple shook his head, rejected the proposal of the first seat of the Dharma Academy, and said no more, just looked into the distance.

Hearing this, the first seat of the Dharma Academy took half a step back, no longer speaking, but just stood in place, even his temples swelled, and the mana surged, and the green bricks under his feet also vibrate.

About half an hour later, at the mountain gate of the Kongzen Temple, looking far away, you can already see a purple python sedan chair walking towards this place with a group of people.

"Li Chunqiu worships the mountain. ”

Before the sedan chair came to the mountain gate, a voice came from a distance, under the cliff, the hollow valley echoed, and the sound shook the world.

There seemed to be something stirring in the void, and everyone present only felt that someone had forcibly detained the spirit platform, and there was a sense of shock and tearing in the sea of knowledge, and it was okay for people who had cultivated to the realm of the Five Qi Dynasty Yuan, but people who were not as good as this realm, all the two forces were trembling, and they couldn't even stand on their feet.

Yan Jingxing, a disciple of Confucianism, and Lu Xuanfeng, a disciple of Taoism, glanced at each other, unable to hide the shock in their eyes.

Strong! Strong!

Different from the kind of mysterious, Zen, and wonderful of the founders of the three religions, the strength of the coming people is like being reflected in the rhyme of heaven and earth, not cultivating to be high, but naked and strong.

It is so strong that it is difficult for all beings to match.

"The one who came was not good. ”

Yan Jingxing glanced at the empty Zen on the side, as if there was a reminder.

Empty Zen Temple, empty Zen monk, the little monk since the moment he was picked up by the Bodhidharma Patriarch, is the only heir to the mantle of Buddhism, the little monk with red lips and white teeth touched his head, and then spread his hands.

"Naturally he is not good, he is here to preach, and he has attained enlightenment by stepping on the calamities of all beings in heaven and earth, which is a calamity that no one in the three religions can pass. ”

Speaking of this, the little monk seemed to feel that what he had said was a bit excessive, and corrected:

"But the malice of saying that it is a lore is too much, and only the people of the Demon Sect who died along the way were him. ”

"So, he's a good man?"

Yan Jingxing looked at the python-patterned sedan chair in the distance.

The empty Zen monk clasped his palms in his heart, shook his head, and said:

"To the Three Sects, he is a villain. ”

"The world crosses the calamity and avoids the way to survive, but his way is the way that does not retreat, and he wants to force the world. ”

After all, the little monk still can't tell the right and wrong in this world, this is the road to the sky, and it is too difficult for him after all.

Between the three of them, Li Chunqiu's sedan chair had already arrived in front of the mountain gate of the Kongzen Temple, and Wei Wuya took the initiative to lift the curtain of the sedan chair for Li Chunqiu.

Under the cliff, the big river flowed, and Li Chunqiu stepped out, and his momentum grew like endless.

It seems that above the nine heavens, there is a mountain that is not thoughtful and falls.

In the four seas, there is a thousand high tides, hanging in the air.

Step after step, each step is like stepping on the mouth of everyone's heart, naked and powerful like a mountain range that wants to touch the zenith.

When Li Chunqiu walked to the front of the Empty Zen Temple, only the nine True Immortal Realm people present had the ability to speak.

"Although Li is saying that he is worshipping the mountain, he is doing a catastrophe, I want to see Bodhidharma, you can't stop me. ”

Straight to the point, without a hint of beating around the bush.

Li Chunqiu looked at the nine True Immortal realm monks, just like looking at children playing on the side of the road.

The first seat of the Dharma Academy carries the supreme ferocity, and the whole body seems to be plated with a layer of gold, like Vajra Bodhi who saves people in the midst of great calamity.

He glared at each other and shouted:

"The Buddha said angry eyes. ”

"Boom!"

The voice of the first seat of the Damo Academy has not yet fallen.

The opening of the first Damo Academy has been embedded in the cliff, leaving a bottomless pit on the smooth cliff, there is not a trace of crack on the hole, and there is no trace of mana leakage.

Everyone present just saw a blue light flash in the void, and the first seat of the Dharma Academy disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"You can't stop me, I said. ”

Li Chunqiu shook his head, after defeating the master, his mana became more and more refined, and even the way of calamity was also clear, these people couldn't stop him in the first place, and now they couldn't stop it even more.

But there are many things in the world that can't be done, so they don't do it.

When Li Chunqiu's voice fell, the first seat of the thirty-six courtyards of the Kongzen Temple and the host made a move, and the void exploded instantly.

Facing Li Chunqiu, no one in this life can keep his hand.