Li Beichan sighed with emotion: "In fact, in the eyes of the little monk, even if one day the incense of Buddhism in the world is bleak, and no one turns over the Buddhist scriptures, no one will go to the temple to chant for Buddha, and even in fact, it will not hurt." As long as everyone does not lose the heart of the Buddha, there is still hope in this world, and then this Buddhist incense will no longer be offered in the Buddha shrine as a god, but will be burned in the hearts of people, and it will never be extinguished. ”

Chu Xianzhao stood up and bowed, and said in a respectful voice: "Chu Xianzhao remembers the master's mantra. ”

"When the Great Qin Iron Cavalry came to the Golden Cicada Temple, the Great Qin Shi Huang did not burn the Golden Chan Temple, but sat down with the ancestor under the gate of the True Buddha and discussed, saving a wisp of incense for the disciples of Buddhism in the battle of the world, so that there is now the prosperous appearance of 800,000 monks of the Southern Buddha. ”

"Since Gongzi also has the luck of Great Qin, then today Li Beichan will repay one kindness for another, cause and effect. ”

The monks in robes fold their hands and sing softly.

I saw that under Li Beichan's body, a lotus base that emitted colorful Buddha light suddenly appeared.

The Buddha's light went down through the clouds, enveloping the three people under the waterfall, lining the three of them like gods and men.

The young monk with his hands folded sat on the ground and became a Buddha, and muttered in a low voice: "When I was born in the world, the place where I stood was the Buddha country, and when I died in the Yellow Spring, lotus flowers were born in the places where I buried my bones. ”

Li Beichan then raised his head and said loudly: "Jin Chan transforms into a shell." ”

The lotus waterfall rushes down, and the water vapor rushes like a silver bottle poured.

Wisps of qi surged out from the meridians of Li Beichan's body, and the ripples of qi spread into the air, and then began to grow, like a trickle of flowing rivers, rushing towards Chu Xianzhao's body in one fell swoop.

At this moment, Chu Xianzhao felt as if he was connected with the qi in Li Beichan's body, and his body was comfortable from top to bottom, and the qi was running without any sense of condensation.

With a click, Chu Xianzhao heard a faint sound of cicada shell cracking.

This was from the young monk of the Golden Cicada Temple, the first birth was going to die, born in poverty, at the age of five was also believed in Buddhism parents sent to the Golden Chan Temple as a novice, in addition to listening to the Buddha chanting in the morning and evening, is on duty outside the Buddhist hall to sweep the floor and ring the bell, so year after year to read the scriptures, the room is dimly lit, he went to kneel in front of the Buddha statue to borrow light to read, and later was recognized as the living Buddha of the golden light monk Xu Beijing at a glance, accepted him as a closed disciple personally taught the King Kong Buddha Sutra, and then the Tao can be said to be soaring into the blue sky, by the Golden Cicada Temple has high hopes, is expected to become the real Buddha of the world。

Today, I have been chanting Buddha for more than 20 years, and I have become enlightened.

The golden cicada in his body, which he had been incubated and nurtured for nearly twenty years, was finally about to feather and fly.

Chu Xianzhao quietly watched as the crack on Li Beichan's forehead became bigger and bigger, and two gold-filled sac-shaped cicada wings appeared in the eye of the sky, and the whole person shone like a feather soaring, like a god.

The robes fluttered and fluttered, and thousands of lotus flowers bloomed one after another with these three people as the center, and the three of them were like being in a sea of lotus flowers, so they looked majestic.

The Jin Chan on Li Beichan's forehead slowly showed his figure, and the cicada wings slowly propped up, like an eagle about to fly.

Li Beichan looked at the golden cicada on his forehead, his body was wrapped in a golden yellow gas, knowing that he was about to die, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

In the end, all the qi in his body, along with this golden cicada that flapped its wings and flew away, blasted towards Chu Xuanzhao.

Chu Xianzhao's whole person was blasted into the waterfall by this majestic qi machine entwined with golden qi, and he felt that his body was like being pressed into a thousand catties of stone, and he couldn't break free from the shackles of this qi power no matter what, so that his consciousness gradually blurred, and he vaguely felt that something had penetrated into his head, and the memories of the past came one after another like a horse's eye, and for no reason he remembered the sword that pierced the chest of King Xilin, and for no reason he remembered the Yingyang of the soul of the Emperor of the Great Qin Emperor's Mausoleum, and for no reason he remembered the heartiness of holding the Tai'a sword to kill immortals......

Lu Nanqing was completely shocked by the scene in front of him, seeing Chu Xianzhao being held up from the water by several golden gas machines, like an altar in a burning fire, and the waterfall behind him hit the mist all over the sky.

That golden cicada was almost all the cultivation of Li Beichan in this life, but it was given to the white-haired man he met for the first time without reservation.

Li Beichan clasped his hands together, and said in a deep voice: "The little monk gave his son a word before he died, and the son will definitely be able to kill the demon dragon with a thunder sword one day." ”

Until this moment, a gust of wind blew through Li Beichan's body.

His figure began to dissipate, dissipating like dust in this land of spring and autumn.

In the end, all that remained was a robe stained with golden blood.

Li Beichan.

Life is miserable, death is not sad.

Beneath the snow-white waterfall.

Chu Xuan, who was impregnated with the Buddha's energy, was fluctuating and uncertain, and his body was yellow and magnificent.

Now the state of qi in his body is close to the peak it once was.

——

In the Daqing Imperial Palace, there is a temple near the bamboo forest, and the Queen Mother will come to this temple every month to offer incense and pray for future generations.

At this time, the candlelight in the temple was dim, and two men looked at the Buddha in silence, their hands folded.

The young man is handsome, dressed in white, with red marks on his eyebrows, just like the red forehead makeup that was popular among women in the Tang Kingdom, which can be described as heroic.

The black-clothed monk looked solemn, and the rotation of the Buddhist beads in the palm of his hand never stopped, and at this moment, the priceless string of Bodhi beads slammed apart, and eighty-one prayer beads fell on the blue brick floor paved by the temple, and the sound was piercing and sharp.

The black-clothed monk ignored the suddenly broken Buddha beads, his face turned pale suddenly, and he suddenly covered his chest, so that he did not spit out the blood that was about to spurt out in front of the Buddha.

Who did it?

Who took this great creation?

Took the life of Li Beichan, who was pinned on by their Golden Cicada Temple to become a true Buddha on land?

Or is this power willing to be given by him, otherwise with his strength, who can kill him in the land of spring and autumn?

Now Yao Changling, who was only a thin line away from the Donkey Kong realm, was terrified.

Zheng Mian, the monarch of the Southern Buddha who was above the ten thousand people in the Southern Buddha, hurriedly supported Yao Changling's shoulders and helped him sit on the futon, and said in a concerned voice: "National Teacher, what's wrong with you?"

Yao Guangling waved his hand, knelt on the ground and picked up those prayer beads again, blood oozing from the corners of his mouth.

Zheng Mian, who was always like a child in front of this respected national teacher, knew Yao Changling's temper, did not help, knelt beside him and prayed.

After a while, Yao Guangling held a prayer bead in his hand, looked up at the statue of the True Buddha, and muttered, "Is it worth it?"

——

The land of spring and autumn covers a huge area, even for those who have practiced the method of moving the body, it is not easy to get out of this land of spring and autumn, strength and luck are indispensable, the most important thing is to be able to use the qi machine to explore the way to leave, but compared to looking for the way out of this ethereal land of spring and autumn, killing is not a simple way for some people to leave, and it can greatly reduce the opponents who compete with themselves.

So far, more than 40 participants have died in this land of spring and autumn in various ways.

Even some people wanted to shout out the big dream of leaving here, but they were brutally killed by their opponents, leaving him no chance to leave here.

In this isolated region, cruelty is as real as ever.

Chu Xianzhao, who woke up under the waterfall, had a splitting headache, struggled to sit up, and his memory seemed to be still stuck in the majestic view of the lotus flower in the waterfall last night, and when he just opened his eyes, he saw the stunning woman from the Guanyin Sect again.

The other party wisely brought him a cup of cold water in a bamboo tube, Chu Xianzhao raised his head and drank the cold water, only to feel that his head was not so painful, and after taking a few breaths of fresh air, he also felt refreshed.

For some reason, Chu Xianzhao felt that the qi in his body was flowing and mellow at this time, as if there was some power dredged his veins, making him feel that he had infinite strength, and subconsciously wanted to operate the qi in his body, remembering Guan Changye's words to raise the sword and seal the sheath, so he subconsciously suppressed this impulse, and there was a trace of loss in his heart for no reason.

He beckoned to Lu Nanqing, who held the silver bottle in his hand and knelt beside him, but his expression was a little dark, and he looked like he was about to cry.

Her kind act just now made Chu Xianzhao feel a little emotional, and he didn't know how to thank this young woman who was like a land Guanyin with green silk hanging down her shoulders, but although she was young, she was not lacking in immortal popularity, wearing a white robe on her body with the white skin as white as snow, plus the long black hair like ink, if it weren't for the eye-catching red hemorrhoids in the center of her eyebrows, walking on the street in broad daylight would probably make passers-by think that she was a ghost.

Chu Xianzhao hadn't seen the competition between her and Li Beichan before, and he didn't know what her background was, but seeing that she was born with soft eyebrows, he must have come to the martial arts to see the world's martial artists in the future, not the people who really want to compete for the strength of that martial arts.

He thought about it carefully, and planned to join hands with her to find a way to leave the Spring and Autumn Land, so he asked, "What did you call Lu, I slept and then forgot." ”

She replied softly, "Lu Nanqing." ”

"Master, he...... Why is it gone?"

Lu Nanqing said: "He left, and gave all his qi to Gongzi, leaving only this robe." ”

She pointed to the robe that was neatly folded by her, Chu Xianzhao frowned, there were too many puzzles in her heart, and she was not in a hurry to leave, and she breathed with her knees crossed and breathed like Li Beichan.

He felt that the qi in his body was becoming more and more abundant and clear, and he calmed down to adjust his body breathing, and he could hear a cicada chirp in the depths of his heart, so he opened his eyes and said to himself, "What kind of power is this?" ”

Lu Nanqing, who also understands the power of Buddhism, said cautiously: "The power of Donkey Kong of Buddhism, Gongzi can't abuse this power to kill." ”

Chu Xianzhao asked, "The power of the Buddha Gate Donkey Kong, what is so special about this power?"

"King Kong is not bad. Lu Nanqingzhi said such a word and did not explain too much.

Chu Xianzhao laughed at himself: "Is it a waste to give me such a precious thing?"

Lu Nanqing shook his head and said: "The monk is a good person, we met an old man who was dying of hunger on the way to Luoyang City, and he also cut his flesh and bleed to feed him, he must have his reasons for doing so." ”

After Chu Zhao listened, he knelt in front of the robe and kowtowed three times.

Lu Nanqing looked down at the silver bottle in his hand, his face was expressionless, and he couldn't say joy or sorrow.

Chu Xianzhao stood up, stretched out a palm to her, and said: "I will keep the master's kindness in my heart, he asked me if I can keep going, my answer is obvious, I will not live up to the strength he gave me, now we should also leave here, do you think?"

The white-clothed Guanyin woman clasped her hands together and said in a low voice: "I didn't have too much courage to participate in the martial arts in Luoyang this time, but I was ordered by my master to enter the world to see the world, purify all sentient beings to surpass evil ghosts, and save immeasurable merits for my Buddha, which is good and good." ”

Chu Xianzhao felt that her words were also a little absurd, and he didn't refute them out loud, after all, everyone came to the world with a different mission.

Just as the two were talking, Chu Xianzhao vaguely felt a strange fluctuation in the sky, and found that the sky at this time seemed to be as bright as Buddha's light.

And in the center of the light loomed an extremely large stone list, like a mirage-like spectacular miracle.

"What is this?!"

The participants scattered all over the Spring and Autumn Land also discovered a strange appearance in the sky at this moment, and the stone list that appeared in this blue sky seemed to be higher than the sky, and a line of text could be faintly seen on it.

"Only those who enter Wunan Mountain and have a name on the monument can advance to the finals. ”

Everyone looked at this line of text and was puzzled, thinking to themselves where this Wunan Mountain was, so it should be regarded as a reminder set by the judges outside the Spring and Autumn Land to them, asking them to find a place called Wunan Mountain before they could leave this ghost place.

Chu Xianzhao looked at the words on the tablet in confusion, and after thinking for a while, he slowly said, "Wunan Mountain...... You mean we want to find a mountain in here, right, but this mountain is in such a place?"

Lu Nanqing nodded and admitted: "When I was waiting for Gongzi here last night, I once explored the flow of qi in this spring and autumn land through the interior, and found that there was an extremely faint remnant of qi, no matter how the time in this changed, this remnant never disappeared, I think this is the clue set by the people outside for us, as long as we follow this guide, we can find a way out of here." ”

"That is to say, as long as we enter this Wunan Mountain, we will have the opportunity to stay on the list and be eligible to advance to the next round of competition. ”

Chu Xianzhao looked at this mirage-like huge stone monument with blazing eyes, with Lu Nanqing's help, maybe he would soon be able to leave this place full of strange colors, now the two of them are going to hurry up, and the two of them are not the only ones who want to leave here.

"I hope to meet Guan Ju and them on the way, and by the way, we can solve that damn dragon floating life. When Chu Xianzhao muttered to himself, a fierce look appeared in his eyes.

As a result, almost all the participants began to think about a question, where is Wunan Mountain?

——

Outside the Land of Spring and Autumn, the elders of the alliance were observing the situation inside the Land of Spring and Autumn through a Thousand Eyes Realm.

Zhang Xuande looked at the participants who were bravely advancing in the Spring and Autumn Land, some of them were caught in a cannibalistic situation, and they didn't understand why they wanted to participate in this martial arts exact.

As the number of people entering the Spring and Autumn Land has been reduced repeatedly, it will soon be possible to screen out the candidates for the final round of the competition, but among those who are unsuccessful, how many of them will be able to leave this Spring and Autumn Land alive, Zhang Xuande does not know and dare not guess, because he can't guess the hearts of the people, and the desire for greedy power can't be guessed.

Now the only thing he hopes for is that his disciple Zhang Huairou can leave this land of spring and autumn smoothly, even if he can't advance to the next round, as a master, he would rather his apprentice be a living weak than be one of those dead strong.

Death is too absolute, and only by living can there be infinite hope.

"My grandson will definitely be able to leave this land of spring and autumn and sweep away all the enemies that stand in his way!" Long Zhantian couldn't help but laugh out loud as he looked at the young man in red who had won again and again in the land of spring and autumn. There was a look of satisfaction on his face.

Zhang Xuande said expressionlessly: "Perhaps, I heard that Tang Huang and Long Lao's grandson have a common enmity, I am curious about what will happen if the two of them meet." ”

Long Zhantian sneered: "What if that kid who can only play tricks can enter the land of Spring and Autumn, I'm afraid that he has no ability to leave here at all, so he can only break the jar and break in, hiding in Tibet like a rat, but I don't know that there is only one way to die." ”

The stone wall was quiet again, because several of these ten alliance elders felt that Chu Xianzhao must be as Long Zhantian said, he had no fighting skills at all, but because of luck, he entered the third round of the competition, and had no choice but to enter the Spring and Autumn Land, thinking of relying on luck to break through again, so they didn't believe that he could do it.

"Otherwise, let's see what this Tang Huang is doing now?"

Zhang Xuande stretched out his hand to float the mirror of a thousand eyes, and the mirror surface was blurred like ripples of water for a moment, and then they saw Chu Xuanzhao's figure.

At this time, he was moving quickly in the giant woods, followed by a woman in white with skin as white as snow.

The two of them moved quickly, never stopped, and they were confident that they could move forward so recklessly, which was enough to prove that he was very confident in the current situation.

These league elders all stared at this white-haired young man who was moving quickly in the land of spring and autumn,

And Long Zhantian's eyes were more disdainful of him, Zhang Xuande was still silent, and even had a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The old man Gongsun couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "I didn't expect this little guy to survive until now, and he seems to have found a way to get out of here, because his path is right." ”

Although the elders of the alliance do not have anything similar to the map of these participants who enter the land of spring and autumn, they have set up an extremely weak qi guide here, as long as they can calm down and explore this weak qi machine, they can find the end point of leaving the land of spring and autumn.

Zhang Xuande said: "This young man named Tang Huang is definitely not an embroidered pillow, the qi in his body is so strong and powerful, who can guess it?"

"I can't say if it's strong or not, but it's true that he is handsome, maybe he relied on coaxing the little girl of the Guanyin Sect and asked her to take him with him. Someone joked.

"No, Lu Nanqing of the Guanyin Sect originally followed Li Beichan of the Golden Cicada Temple, but now that Li Beichan is gone, replaced by this young man named Tang Huang, don't you think it's strange?" the white-haired old woman pointed out.

Long Zhantian frowned and said, "You mean he killed Li Beichan?"

The white-haired old woman said: "I won't make a conclusion about things without definite evidence, but if Li Beichan is really dead, the people of Jinchan Temple will not stop there, especially the black-clothed monk is still setting sun." ”

Zhang Xuande said: "If he can leave the Spring and Autumn Land smoothly, how about summoning him to meet him?"

The elders of the alliance nodded one after another, if this kid really has any real material, it will be harmless to bring him to the side of the Dao League, for the sake of the Daqing Dynasty.

Zhang Xuande's eyes narrowed slightly, and he muttered: "Boy, take out all your skills and let me take a good look, how much is the difference between you and him...... Or rather, you're him. ”