The world, Tiantai County, Guoqing Temple;

Li Qing was dressed as a scholar, standing outside the temple gate of Guoqing Temple, raising his head and squinting, looking seriously at the golden Buddha light shrouded outside the temple.

After a few moments, he stepped up the steps and entered through the temple gate.

I saw dozens of halls in the courtyard, each of which was lit up, and there were figures of novices sitting in the hall, chanting scriptures in a whisper.

Li Qing stood in front of the door, looked around with his hands in his hands, and then stopped his gaze on the Daxiong Treasure Hall that was only a dozen zhang away from him.

In this Guoqing Temple, there is a Buddha light shrouded outside each Buddha hall, and only the Buddha light of the Daxiong Treasure Hall is the most intense, amazing.

If he was not mistaken, the golden body of the 12th Dragon Descending Arhat and the scepter of the Black Rakshasa were hidden in this Mahavira Temple.

As soon as he thought of this, he disappeared from the door, and his figure flashed outside the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

"The same is true of what you want to do. The relics are the emptiness of all laws. Neither born nor destroyed, neither impurified nor impure, neither increased nor decreased......"

In the main hall, the novice with his back to the door was chanting the scriptures in a whisper, and he didn't notice the sudden appearance of Li Qing at the door.

Li Qing just glanced at him, and then looked at the Buddha statue of Shakyamuni in front of the little novice, only to see that the Buddha statue was bubbling with a strong Buddha light, which was extremely dazzling.

The strength of the Buddha's light made him subconsciously squint his eyes, and there was a hint of hesitation on his face.

With such a strong Buddha light, he didn't know what he would encounter when he went in.

If it is a doppelganger or projection of Shakyamuni, it must be easy to transform him into a zombie king.

He hadn't forgotten that a certain inheritor of the Purple Coffin who had evolved to roar had offended a Buddha and was chased into time and space to forcibly temper it.

At this moment, the Buddha light on the Buddha statue was fierce, and in the Buddha's light, a living Buddha suddenly opened his eyes and smiled at Li Qing's chin.

"Those who come are guests, why doesn't King Zombie come in for a long time?"

The corners of Li Qing's eyes jumped, and he could only step into the main hall with his head down.

The moment the soles of his shoes landed on the floor of the main hall, the environment around him changed. The first to dissipate was the little novice, and then the red pillars around the hall, the surrounding walls, and the ground all gradually turned into virtual shadows, and then disappeared. Then in front of Li Qing was a thatched hall, and he was standing at the door of the thatched hall with a futon at his feet. Shakyamuni sat cross-legged on a futon against a wall.

"King Zombie, please take a seat!"

Shakyamuni smiled and raised his hand.

The corners of Li Qing's eyes twitched slightly, and he could only sit cross-legged on the futon.

Seeing this, Shakyamuni smiled and said slowly: "The old monk is just projecting here at the moment, King Zombie doesn't have to be restrained, just treat yourself as if he is in Lanruo Temple!"

After that, the surrounding scene was transformed into a dilapidated hall in Lanruo Temple.

Li Qing didn't seem to be aware of the changes around him, but just looked at Shakyamuni and asked, "I don't know what the Buddha saw in this seat?"

Shakyamuni smiled slightly and said, "The old monk is just curious, why did King Zombie come to Guoqing Temple late at night?"

As soon as the words fell, he looked into Li Qing's eyes, smiling and waiting for Li Qing's answer.

When Li Qing saw Sakyamuni's gaze, his heart suddenly sank.

Shakyamuni's gaze was very calm, but he always felt terrified, as if he would be suppressed if he didn't answer correctly.

Immediately, he said: "That black rakshasa has offended this seat, so this seat came to obtain the golden body of the dragon descending arhat and go to the netherworld to find him!"

Shakyamuni nodded slowly and said with a smile: "The Black Rakshasa is an evil god in the underworld, and when he is in the netherworld, his mana is monstrous, can the zombie king be sure?"

Li Qing frowned slightly after hearing this, and said, "Whether you are sure or not, you will know only after the battle." ”

Shakyamuni smiled when he heard this, and said: "The golden body of the dragon must not leave the temple easily, otherwise there will be a catastrophe in the world, but the old monk can send the zombie king to visit the netherworld, I don't know what the zombie king wants?"

Li Qing looked stunned, and a heart of vigilance arose in his heart.

Didn't this Shakyamunimo want to take the opportunity to suppress him?

As soon as he thought of this, he directly ignored Shakyamuni's question, and slowly shook his head and said: "Since the golden body is not allowed to leave the temple, then this seat will not disturb the Buddha's cultivation, and I will leave!"

With that, he stood up, turned and walked towards the door.

Just as he was about to go out, he suddenly remembered the voice of Shakyamuni behind him.

"Please stay with King Zombie!"

Li Qing's face darkened when he heard this, and then he slowly turned around, frowning, and said, "I don't know what else is going on with the Buddha Master?"

Shakyamuni said with a smile: "King Zombie has a relationship with the Buddha, the old monk is not very happy in his heart, I want to invite King Zombie to enter my West Heaven Da Lei Yin Temple for a few days, I hope King Zombie will not refuse!"

When he said the word 'rejection,' Shakyamuni's eyes suddenly became deeper.

After Li Qing heard this, the corners of his eyes jumped unconsciously, his face became gloomy, and he said coldly: "It's a pity that this seat still has important things to do at the moment, the Buddha Lord is kind enough to understand this seat, and it is not too late to go to Da Lei Yin Temple when he is free in the future!"

"Farewell!"

With that, he turned around and turned into a black light and rushed to the door.

Seeing this, Shakyamuni did not change the smile on his face, and said slowly: "Since the zombie king has something to do, the old monk will respect the friendship of the landlord and send the zombie king a ride!"

The moment the words fell, there was a golden light condensed into a bowl in the palm of his left palm, and then the bowl was thrown high by him, and the bowl mouth was covered with the black light that Li Qing turned into.

In an instant, a golden light the thickness of the bowl mouth gushed out from the mouth of the bowl, enveloping the black light that Li Qing had turned into.

The moment the golden light arrived, all the black light outside Li Qing's body dispersed, revealing his true body. Then I saw that the surface of his body was suddenly covered with gold streaks, and the golden light bounced back.

After Shakyamuni saw this scene, the smile on his face suddenly dissipated, and it was replaced by a look of surprise.

At this time, Li Qing had already rushed out of the main hall of 'Lanruo Temple' and came to the courtyard.

At the same time, the Lanruo Temple behind him shattered and restored the appearance of the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

When Li Qing looked back in mid-air, he happened to see this scene.

Then I saw that in the hall of the Mahavira that had been restored to its original appearance, a middle-aged monk was sitting with his back to the door, chanting the scriptures in a low voice. And the originally golden Buddha statue of Shakyamuni was replaced with a golden Buddha statue of Guanzi Bodhisattva at some point.

Li Qing was stunned when he saw this, and then hurriedly left the courtyard.

When he reached the street, he realized that it had turned from late night to noon.

Li Qing was shocked, and said in his heart: "This seat actually stayed with that Shakyamuni all night?"

Just as he was thinking about this, he heard two thunderbolts suddenly sound in the air.

"Click—"

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