Chapter 1237

"Golden Altar."

Sun Qitian suddenly stopped the movement of the steel ball in his hand, and his eyes lit up.

Nearly twenty Land Rover cars drove all the way in the direction of Jinlei Temple, but fortunately it was early in the morning, and there were not many people on the street outside, otherwise seeing so many luxury cars lined up, the ghost knows how much of a sensation it would cause.

At the same time, here in the Thunder Temple.

When the morning bell rang, it was still the iron-headed monk who slammed his iron head on the big iron bell.

But this time the sound of the morning bell is different from the previous ones, because this time the sound is more urgent and longer!

Tzu Yun woke up early, or he didn't sleep all night last night.

In the early hours of this morning, Ciyun changed into the robe of the host of Jinlei Temple, held the presiding Zen staff, and bowed down in front of the Buddha.

And in the main hall in front of the Buddha Hall, all the disciples of the Three Hundred Golden Thunder Temple have arrived.

Today is definitely a very special and significant day for Jinlei Temple.

Jinlei Temple has suppressed demons for ten years, and the entire Jinlei Temple has been doing this thing for the past ten years, and now, it has finally reached the day when the ten years expire.

However, for the monks of the three hundred Golden Thunder Temple present, they are not so relaxed, the monks are compassionate, if the ten years of town guards still fail to let Tai Sui wash away the demonic nature in his heart, then after Tai Sui comes out of the tower, the entire southern rivers and lakes martial arts are destined to be a bloody storm.

However, the Golden Thunder Temple has already done what they are supposed to do, and what will happen next, they are already powerless.

When Cihang was there, he only suppressed a wisp of Tai Sui, not to mention that Cihang is no longer there.

"Host, it's already dawn."

The four elders of the Golden Thunder Temple walked up to Cihang and said softly.

Cihang stood up, turned around and left the Buddha Hall, and then came to the side of the Golden Thunder Pagoda followed by the four elders of the Thunder Temple and the three hundred monks.

There was originally sunlight shining this morning, but when Cihang and the others came to the Golden Thunder Pagoda, dark clouds suddenly converged on the Golden Thunder Pagoda, covering all the sunlight in the sky.

The whole sky became gloomy, Ciyun stood in front of the tower, looking at the black clouds gathering at the top of the tower, he folded his hands and chanted Amitabha.

At the end of the ten-year period, Tai Sui came out of the tower, but it was a black cloud overhead, which is not a good sign.

The three hundred monks stood on the square in front of the Golden Pagoda with Ciyun, and then the sound of chanting sounded in the square again.

This chanting lasted for nearly a stick of incense.

In the end, when the chanting stopped, the whole scene was silent, and only the sound of the whirring wind blowing around and the heartbeat of the three hundred monks present could be heard.

At this moment, every monk present, including Ciyun, was inevitably a little nervous, and even the faces of many of them showed a trace of horror.

It felt as if a demon was about to break the seal and break out of the Golden Thunder Tower.

At this time, the big bell over there rang out again, and an elder of Jinlei Temple walked up to Ciyun again and said, "Presiding, the time is up." ”

Tzu Yun took a deep breath, looked at the gate over there, and said, "Open the tower!" ”