The Bukong Mountain assigned to He Xie is located in the peaks of the Ling Mountain, which is inconspicuous, and the Qionghua and different grasses compete with each other in the peak, and a temple rises from the ground, which is also golden and bright, showing luxury.

A hundred bhikshus and monks greeted the master at the door early, and they were all disciples of He Xie assigned by the Western Sect.

The plaque on the temple gate was empty, apparently waiting for He Xie to nominate it himself.

He Xie thought about it, summoned the two dragon swords, and carved the three big characters "Buzheng Temple" on the plaque with the technique of the imperial sword, and couldn't help grinning.

"Congratulations to His Holiness on opening the mountain and establishing the temple!" A hundred monks shouted in unison.

"Reward!" He Xie was in a good mood, took out a box of gold bars from the Sumeru vows, and motioned for the nearby monks to distribute them.

In the next few hours, He Xie rectified the internal affairs of the Buzheng Temple, sealed a few deacons and intellectuals, established rules in the temple, and appointed two little monks with red lips and white teeth as his attendants.

After some busyness, He Xie began his retreat in the cleaned meditation room.

He didn't rush to cultivate, but went through the whole thing from beginning to end, carefully analyzed every detail of it, and secretly noted down in his heart if there were inappropriate or doubtful points, this process lasted for nearly a day, and he didn't stop until he thought that his evil brain was about to explode.

This is a dangerous world, and now He Xie is walking a tightrope among several giants, and if he is not careful, he must plan his every step and try not to leave loopholes and handles.

Then, He Xie took out the golden light armor, and his divine sense invaded it, and suddenly a mantra poured into his mind, this is the method of refining this magic weapon and its wonderful use.

He Xie examined it carefully, and couldn't help but show a strange look on his face, and his face was cloudy.

This Buddha - Are you sure it wasn't intentional?

First of all, there is no doubt that this is a good treasure, but this treasure has two wonderful uses, one is the primary form, which turns into a shield to resist all supernatural powers and attacks; The other is to turn into a tortoise shell to cover itself, which can be called a way to avoid all things.

To put it more bluntly, this thing will really turn into a turtle shell, and after activation, the limbs and head must be retracted into the turtle shell, which can be regarded as the ultimate defense state.

I'm a sword arhat, what's the matter with giving me a turtle shell?

The style of painting doesn't match!

He Xie had a little entanglement in his heart, but in fact, it was just awkward.

This treasure refining must be refined, and it must be used, after all, with it is equivalent to one more life-saving hole card, although it is obscene and ugly.

He Xie secretly swore in his heart that those who had seen this golden light armor in its full form in the future must be killed to the point that their souls were destroyed, and they could not leave a living mouth.

Otherwise, if he is finally called out as a "turtle arhat" or "shrunken head venerable", he will not be alive?

Come on!

He Xie began refining according to the instructions of the law.

There are no years in the mountains, and half a year flies by in the blink of an eye.

He Xie had refined the Golden Light Armor three months ago, and now he continued to cultivate and consolidate the realm.

Because his fruit position did not merge with himself, his subsequent cultivation was not based on the fruit position. Cultivating to the point where he has reached this point, every small step requires a large amount of essence and energy, and a closed period of three years and five years can be regarded as leisure.

If it's a cultivator, it will take even longer.

On this day, He Xie's cultivation was interrupted, and the deacon came to report that a distinguished guest had come to the door.

"Heavenly Court's Good and Evil Envoy Tai Platinum Star?" He Xie was very surprised, since he came to this world, he has only been in contact with some people in the Western Sect, not even the Bodhisattva Buddha, except for the time when he killed the spider spirit, it can be said that he lived in a simple place.

He couldn't figure out how Tai Bai Xing could come to the door directly.

In the midst of a hundred turns of thought, He Xie did not slack off, and ordered the monks in the temple to open the temple door, and he also put on his robe and went out to greet him in person.

As soon as I arrived in the front yard, I saw that the old man with long eyebrows and long hair and fairy wind bones was standing in front of the door, holding a handle of floating dust in his hand, brushing his beard and smiling.

He Xie stepped forward quickly, folded his hands and bowed down and said: "The noble envoy of the heavenly court has come to our temple, and the poor monk has not been able to meet him from afar, and he is guilty of sin. ”

Tai Bai Xing laughed heartily and replied: "I have heard for a long time that the new Pure Altar Venerable Buddha Nature Enlightenment of Lingshan has the posture of becoming a Buddha. ”

"The noble envoy praises falsely, and the poor monk is ashamed." He Xie replied, "The humble house is simple, if you don't abandon it, please move in and use some fragrant tea." ”

"Then it's better to be respectful than to obey." Tai Bai Xing was not polite, and walked in with a smile.

The two entered the main hall, and the monks served tea and snacks, and quickly closed the door and retreated.

Tai Bai Xing looks like a long-sleeved dancer, eight-faced, with a smile that greets He Xie, pulling from east to west, laughing from time to time.

He Xie didn't bother to guess what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd, he just smiled and chatted with him.

After the fifth brew of tea, Tai Bai Xing suddenly sighed and said: "The last time the old man went to the lower realm, it was a year ago in the Heavenly Realm, when the Buddha of Xiniu Hezhou was shining brightly, and all living beings were healthy. I don't want to come back now, but I look like a demon is rampant, and the people are not happy, which is really emotional. ”

He Xie's heart moved, and the secret path came.

Sure enough, Tai Bai Xing continued: "A few days ago, the Emperor of the Difu Xudu went to the Lingxiao Treasure Hall and complained that the lonely ghosts of Xiniu Hezhou in the past hundred years have almost filled the eighteen hells, and even the city is full of ghosts and overwhelmed. Venerable, the West is a pure place, why is that? ”

He Xie believed that there was no need for Taibai to deceive himself, and in his observations, this was indeed the case.

In every county and mountain area in the entire Xiniuhe Continent, there are demons guarding them, some are scattered demons, and more are Western disciples.

These demons use unscrupulous means to obtain incense on weekdays, and although they are in Shamen, they are still murderous and murderous, drinking blood, and revealing their true nature.

For all this, all the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas on this spiritual mountain, the heavenly kings and arhats, seem to be selectively collectively blind and turn a blind eye.

He Xie is also a cold-blooded and cruel person, but seeing all kinds of atrocities of demons with his own eyes, it is still difficult to contain the murderous intent in his heart.

Not to mention it from afar, just to say that the seven spider spirits half a year ago, when He Xie entered his cave, he saw several human corpses hanging naked on iron hooks, like livestock being disemboweled, burning hair, and removing internal organs.

There is also a plate of steamed human brains, human oil copied human tendons, and roasted human steaks on the stove......

What is simmering in the pot is the soup of the hearts and lungs.

In such a hellish scene of Shura, He Xie even wanted to catch those seven spider spirits and kill them again.

No one with a clear human nature would definitely not tolerate this kind of thing happening, but at the foot of Lingshan, this kind of cruelty to the human race has become a norm.

The Buddhas on the spiritual mountain are compassionate and claim to benefit all sentient beings, but at the foot of the spiritual mountain is hell, which has to be said to be a kind of irony.

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