Chapter 22, the fourth stele

At the same time, in the city of Western Songs.

One is located behind the temple, about a few miles away, with a high roof.

The ridge of the roof was hidden in the darkness, and an old figure who had been sitting on the ridge of the roof suddenly withdrew his gaze from the side of the Burning Lamp Temple, and then let out a leisurely sigh: "It's over, the old white ape is finished." ”

On the other side, a white figure stood quietly.

He was dressed in the wind, his body was burly, and in the darkness, like a sharp sword standing there, if Bai Phantom Night was here, he would be extremely surprised.

Because this person is his father, who drinks heavily all day long, cares almost nothing every day except drinking and eating, and doesn't ask anything, Bai Pojun?

It's just that at this time, he shouldn't be lying on the bed at home, sleeping deeply, why did he suddenly appear here?

"Go back. ”

Seeing that the battle in the direction of the Burning Lamp Temple had ended, he was expressionless and said lightly.

The old figure said: "Since you have all arrived here, why don't you make a move?" That little boy of your family is now in the Burning Lamp Temple, aren't you afraid that he will have any accidents?"

Bai Pojun said: "Isn't there nothing wrong yet?"

The old figure said, "Hehe." ”

After a pause, he said again: "The old monk who suppressed the evil in the Burning Lamp Temple went, and there were many treacherous things in the West Song City. The blazing mirror that protects the city, a mere low-grade magic weapon, at most, can resist the demon beasts of the Enlightenment Realm, and there is no way to resist the Enlightenment Realm, and the Spiritual Realm. ”

"Many demon beasts are afraid of the West Song City, not the Blazing Light Mirror, but the Heart Zen, as well as those two scholars, an old Taoist, but now the most important link is missing, in the West Song City, there will be disasters in the near future. ”

"You have to remind your precious son to be careful lately, and even better to go out less, otherwise, even if you are strong enough, if you are in danger, you will not be able to whip it out. ”

When Bai Pojun heard this, he frowned, and then his face suddenly turned pale, and he said, "Don't worry, no one can threaten him from my 'Immortal Slayer' Bai Pojun." Whether it's a demon beast or a ghostly monster, if you dare to get close to him, I'll let it go up in smoke. ”

"Huh. ”

The old figure smiled and said, "That's it, let's go!"

As soon as the words fell, his body moved, and he suddenly rose into the sky.

At this time, I faintly realized that this old figure had been sitting in a wooden wheelchair.

However, at the moment of flying, the wheelchair had disappeared, and immediately, the old figure quickly transformed, and in an instant, it turned into an emerald green peacock wrapped in blue light, and with a flap of wings, a gust of wind rolled up, and it turned into a blue-black point of light, which disappeared without a trace in the darkness in the distance.

Seeing this, Bai Pojun, who was dressed in white, looked back in the direction of the Burning Lamp Temple again.

Immediately, his figure flashed, and the whole person suddenly disappeared into the void, and then stepped on it continuously, and after a few steps, the whole person disappeared as if it had never appeared.

Only the sound of the wind, still quiet, slowly blowing over this roof, there was a strong smell of wine, reminding someone just now that it seemed that he had been here for a long, long time.

......

In the Burning Lamp Temple, even if the distance is very close, even the four masters of the old Taoist, Zhang Jinghai, Zhang Lingxu, and Abbot Xiaoxiang did not notice the abnormality on the roof in the distance.

At this time, they stared together at the slowly falling black wooden box in the courtyard.

Suddenly, Abbot Xiaoxiang took the lead in speaking, and sincerely arched his hand to the three of them: "Today's Burning Lamp Temple is in great trouble, thanks to the help of the three volunteers, this white ape was finally subdued, otherwise, the hundreds of years of foundation of the Burning Lamp Temple, when it is handed over to the little monk, it will be destroyed, sin and sin, Amitabha!"

The old Taoist, Zhang Jinghai, and Zhang Lingxu, when they heard the words, they all couldn't help but withdraw their eyes from the ten thousand demon sword box, and fell on the abbot of Xiaoxiang, with a complicated look in their eyes, and suddenly said: "Abbot Xiaoxiang is young, but he is no longer inferior to my generation, and he will definitely go to the next level in the future, and he deserves to take up the burden of this Burning Lamp Temple." ”

The three donors were polite. ”

Abbot Xiaoxiang shook his head, and then stretched out his hand to point to the pitch-black wooden box that slowly fell in the void.

"This Ten Thousand Demon Sword Box is the most important thing on this white ape demon beast, I have received the three great favors from the Burning Lamp Temple, and I dare not fight with each other, so I hereby give the right to dispose of it to Xuan Micro and Sihai Academy. ”

"Huh?"

Hearing this, the old Taoist, Zhang Jinghai, and Zhang Lingxu, all had a flash of light in their eyes.

Obviously, I didn't expect that Abbot Xiaoxiang would say such things.

It was the three Zen monks who couldn't help but be a little anxious when they heard the words, and they took a step forward and wanted to speak, but they were stopped by the abbot of Xiaoxiang with his eyes.

After this battle, Abbot Xiaoxiang completely established his identity as the new abbot of the Burning Lamp Temple, and his prestige among the monks was deep-rooted.

There is not a single high-grade magic weapon in this Western Song City.

Just look at the white ape with this magic weapon, first suppressed the abbot of Xinzen, and then used his own body to fight the four of them in a row, and almost did not fall behind, you can see the power of this magic weapon.

It can be said that if anyone can possess this high-grade magic weapon, they will immediately become the first person in this Western Song City, and their combat power will be doubled, and anyone can not be greedy.

The old Taoist's eyes narrowed, and he said, "Abbot Xiaoxiang's words, there should be a follow-up, right?"

When Abbot Xiaoxiang heard this, he folded his hands and smiled: "Naturally." ”

"This battle, although it is said that the three donors came to my Burning Lamp Temple to help, but in the final analysis, this is a common event for my Xiyu City, and no one can avoid it. ”

"In this battle, only I light a temple, the heaviest loss, the master is dead, the ten thousand demon sword box, we can let it out, but this wisp of white ape demon soul, but must be left, this is the culprit of the sin that killed my master, the little monk wants to use the century-old Buddha fire in the temple, the endless scriptures, and recite it every day as atonement!"

"Shhh

Hearing this, the old Taoist, Zhang Jinghai, and Zhang Lingxu, the two courtyard masters, couldn't help but change their faces slightly, even with their mental cultivation, they couldn't help but tremble their bodies.

Just after the battle, the four of them joined hands to destroy the white ape's body, but its demon soul was retained, and it was fixed by the abbot of Xiaoxiang with a Fahua bell, and then put it away with a jade pendant.

Just now, they didn't understand what they meant, so wouldn't it be better to destroy the demons and avenge their master.

But now, after hearing the meaning of Abbot Xiaoxiang's words, they realized that the other party did not plan to destroy it directly at all, but wanted to keep it by his side and recite the Dharma to it every day.

If it is said that this demon soul is destroyed directly, then the white ape can be regarded as a well-deserved death, after all, the abbot of Xinzen was killed by it, so the soul is scattered, and the ashes are extinguished, and there is nothing.

But the abbot of Xiaoxiang wants to chant the Buddha fire in the temple and keep chanting it.

Imagine, a demon, someone chanting scriptures and chanting Buddha in his ears all day long, that is more torture than life and death torture, and there is no escape, how can it be compared to death.

Even if they are, it is estimated that they can't stand it, let alone a demon who is extremely sensitive to the sound of the Dharma scriptures!

Unexpectedly, this Xiaoxiang abbot is still a ruthless person, and this kind of torture method is much more uncomfortable than simply executing it.

Of course, this is also how it should be, after all, the abbot of Xinzen is the pillar of the entire Burning Lamp Temple, and the abbot of Xiaoxiang is his only personal disciple, since he has made this decision, no one can compete with him for the right to dispose of this white ape demon soul.

Otherwise, not only will the battle over the Ten Thousand Demon Sword Box break out again.

The most important thing is that when you say it, the face is not good.

Immediately, all three nodded and agreed.

Next, the three of them put away the Ten Thousand Demon Sword Box, about this magic weapon, the three of them could not easily draw conclusions, they could only go back, the two sides discussed carefully, and strive to make a plan acceptable to both parties.

For a while, it couldn't be solved.

Then, because he knew that the Burning Lamp Temple had undergone this great change and had his own affairs to deal with, most of the monks were injured in the battle just now and needed to recuperate, so they said goodbye to Abbot Xiaoxiang and others, and left one after another.

As soon as the three of them went, the temple of burning lamps instantly quieted down.

Abbot Xiaoxiang waved his hand and ordered the three Zen monks to deal with the recuperation of those injured monks, but he held the moon-white jade pendant that sealed the white ape demon soul and walked in the direction of the backyard.

When he approached the abbot's room, he was slightly stunned, because he found that Bai Phantom Night had come out at some point, and at this time, he was sitting cross-legged on the ground, as if he was experiencing something incredible.

He didn't bother, went directly around him, walked into the abbot's room, offered the jade pendant to the head of the bed in the abbot's room, and then sat down cross-legged on the spot, and silently repaired the injuries caused by this battle.

At this time, what no one knew was that after the battle just now, under the situation of the white ape's huge coercion, this time without the protection of the veil covering the sky, Bai Phantom Night almost passed out directly.

At this moment, his consciousness moved, and he was once again passively pulled into the space of the Yuan Spirit Consciousness Sea.

Then, he saw a miraculous scene.

In the sea of Yuan Lingzhi, there was a rumbling and shaking, and the six stone tablets continued to tremble, and then, the fourth stone tablet, which was originally empty, suddenly flew off the ground, and then jumped into the sky, and the golden light was shining.

A moment later, on the fourth stone tablet, two small red characters slowly condensed.

"Will!"