On the outskirts of Changsha, Jingnian Zen Temple.

Since the rivers and lakes rumored that the empty has fallen, the Pure Nian Zen Temple has fallen into a panic. And with the arrival of support from all over the country, although the people's hearts have calmed down a little, they still seem to be panicked.

Pure Meditation Courtyard, a clean room in the backyard.

There were only two people in the clean room, the new sect master of the Jingnian Zen Monastery, and Qin Mengyao, the new saint of Cihang Jingzhai. The faceless face is extremely old, and the folds of the face are like hills, if it weren't for the eyes that are still as clear as water, revealing indescribable vitality. One has to wonder if he will be blown down by a gust of wind.

Across from him sat a graceful girl.

The girl wore a white light veil on her face, revealing only a pair of crystal eyes like autumn water, and long eyelashes. Her green silk hung straight down her waist like ink, and her veil rippled lightly when she opened her sandalwood mouth: "Master, the meaning of the family teacher, you should understand." This demon's cultivation is too terrifying, and it is not appropriate to face each other directly. ”

He shook his head slightly, chanted a Buddha name, and said seriously: "I have been in the Zen Monastery for hundreds of years, and now is the time of crisis. The meaning of the fasting lord is naturally understood by the poor monks. But I have been thinking about the prestige of the Zen Monastery for hundreds of years, but I can't be in the hands of the old man. ”

The girl's willow eyebrows furrowed, and she couldn't help but feel a little more helpless in her heart.

Mo Chen defeated Ning Daoqi in a battle at Dongting Lake and killed the empty holy monk. Its cultivation strength is enough to make anyone shocked. It was precisely because he understood Mo Chen's strength that Cihang Jingzhai wanted the Pure Mind Zen Monastery to take a step back for the time being and wait for a better reality.

Although this will only make Mo Chen's prestige even worse, it can preserve the inheritance of the Pure Mind Meditation Temple.

However, the stubbornness of the new sect master of the Pure Nian Zen Monastery and the importance attached to the prestige of the Pure Nian Zen Monastery completely exceeded Qin Mengyao and Cihang Jingzhai's expectations.

Now the Pure Mind Monastery would rather die than retreat, which makes them a little helpless.

After all, the Pure Nian Zen Monastery got into trouble because of Cihang Jingzhai, if they really would rather die than retreat, how could Cihang Jingzhai sit idly by. Otherwise, in the future, how will the righteous path of the world view Cihang Jingzhai?

Seeing that Qin Mengyao's face was full of embarrassment, she smiled and said, "The difficulties of the fairy, the poor monk can naturally understand. It's just that this battle is about the reputation of my Pure Mind Monastery for hundreds of years, and the poor monk really has no way to retreat. But the fairy doesn't have to worry, the devil is extremely powerful, but if he is not the slightest sure, how dare the poor monk make such a decision? ”

Qin Mengyao was slightly stunned when she heard this, and looked at Wu in some surprise, her heart full of doubts.

Grasp?

The Empty Saint Monk is already the strongest master of the Pure Mind Meditation Academy, and now that there is no Empty Saint Monk and the four protectors in charge, where does the Pure Mind Meditation Academy have the confidence to deal with that demon?

Could it be that the rumor that the Heavenly Monk has not fallen is true! Qin Mengyao's bright eyes blinked slightly, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly, making those eyes more and more exciting.

She pondered for a moment, but she really couldn't figure out why she was so sure, so she could only say helplessly: "Since the sect master is sure, it is not easy for the concubine to continue to persuade her." The Jingnian Zen Monastery and my Cihang Jingzhai are in the same breath, and this war concubine will definitely advance and retreat with the Jingnian Monastery. ”

Wu Wu's face was gentle, and he folded his hands and chanted a Buddha name.

Not long after Qin Mengyao retired, a figure appeared out of thin air in the clean room, as if it should have been there, without a trace of abnormality and abruptness.

Seeing the visitor, he folded his hands with a solemn face and said, "The poor monk has seen Nanhua Zhenren." ”

Nanhua put his hands behind his back, glanced at Wu with an indifferent expression, and said indifferently: "Little monk Wu, have you recognized the true face of Cihang Jingzhai?" They only have their own interests in their eyes, and they will not fight to the death for your Pure Mind Monastery. ”

Thinking of Cihang Jingzhai's suggestion, the old man's face was wrinkled, and a little unspeakable anger and grief flashed in his eyes, as well as a little helplessness.

In the past, the Pure Mind Monastery had many masters such as the Empty Holy Monk and the Four Great King Kongs, and they could also compete with Cihang Jingzhai. Now that the holy monks and Dharma protectors have all fallen, even if Cihang Jingzhai crosses the river and demolishes the bridge, what can the Jingnian Zen Monastery do?

He sighed, his face was a little more firm, and said, "As long as the real person can keep the prestige of my Jingnian Zen Monastery for hundreds of years in this battle, kill that demon to avenge my senior brother and others, then the Pure Nian Monastery will abide by the Holy Lord's order in the future." ”

Nanhua Zhenren looked at him deeply, and then disappeared from the clean room with a big laugh.

The sky was getting brighter, and the blazing sun hung high in the sky, dispelling the last rays of white clouds. The blue sky, like a rippling lake, is so clear that people are intoxicated.

Outside the Pure Mind Meditation Temple.

Thousands of Sea Dragon Gang members gathered outside the temple, filling this supposed pure Buddhist holy place with a murderous aura. At the front of the Sea Dragon Gang's formation, a luxurious carriage stood quietly. It is surrounded by He Yuan, the leader of the Sea Dragon Gang, and many evil masters to protect it.

Mo Chen lay on his side on the carriage, looking through the light gauze curtains, looking at the temple that stretched not far away.

However, on the mountain road in front of the Pure Nian Monastery, hundreds of warrior monks were guarding there with iron rods and sharp blades, with holy and solemn faces. On both sides of the mountain road, there are many large and small forces from all over the south of the Yangtze River to guard them.

Mo Chen crossed the monks on the mountain road, looked at the door of the Jingnian Monastery that was wide open halfway up the mountain, and smiled at the concubine: "It seems that they have been waiting for a long time." ”

Shi Fei Xuan glanced at the scene on the mountain road, her eyebrows furrowed into a Sichuan character, and her eyes were full of doubts and worries.

Shouldn't the Pure Mind Monastery be so ignorant?

Now that the Void Holy Monk and the Four Great Dharma Protectors have all fallen, do they think that with these ordinary monks, they will be able to resist this terrible demon?

Mo Chen ignored Concubine Xuan's doubts, glanced at the people outside the carriage lightly, and said calmly: "Since the master has prepared the formation, we can't be rude." Let's go to the Pure Mind Monastery. ”

When the evil masters around the carriage heard this, they looked at each other quietly.

It's really an evil door, and the Jingnian Zen Temple not only did not escape, but even put on a posture of fighting to the death. I don't know where they got their courage, or is it just a passion?

The masters didn't understand it, but they didn't dare to disobey Mo Chen's order.

They shouted in unison, and then the eight lifted the raised horizontal bars on the four sides of the carriage, and actually lifted the carriage like a sedan chair. Then everyone stepped on the void and flew towards the gate of the Jingnian Zen Temple as if no one was there.

And when Mo Chen and the others were looking at the Pure Nian Zen Temple, they were also paying attention to the situation under the mountain.

"Look at the person in front of the carriage, is it a demon monk who has been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for decades? I really didn't expect that such a fierce and vicious character would be subdued by that demon. ”

"Not only the demon monk ring sword, look at the people next to the carriage, all of them are famous evil masters in the rivers and lakes."

"Hey, that's Zhou Yuan, the green ghost hand, and Huaiyi, the evil sword king. They are masters who have become famous a hundred years ago, but they didn't expect to be involved in this matter. ”

"Hey, the situation in the face of that big devil this time is still unknown, and the other party still has so many evil masters to help, I'm afraid it will be difficult."

Everyone looked at the formation below, and their faces were full of sadness. It's just that before everyone could think of a way, they saw those evil masters who had once been powerful in the world, at this time, like slaves, carrying a sedan chair and flying through the air, heading towards the Pure Mind Zen Temple.

They looked at the sedan chair flying over the sky, and they couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

How dare that man treat them like this, these are all well-known evil masters, and they are actually used as slaves who carry sedan chairs!