"Jianzhen senior?" the wooden machine Taoist stood up and bowed,

"Tianji Pavilion wooden machine has seen the west hall of the temple. ”

"Bujue Temple West Hall, he is the one who is known as the Lotus Monk among the four major classes?" someone exclaimed in the audience.

"Wood machine Taoist, what a courtesy. Jianzhen bowed again, and then looked at the cloud-like black flame in the sky.

"I didn't expect that after a thousand years, this demon would reappear in the world. Mu Ji Dao was worried, and he looked at Jianzhen with urgency in his eyes,

"Xitang, did you go down the mountain this time to subdue demons?"

"Definitely," Jianzhen shook his head,

"Except for the abbot, there is no one in the temple who is good at deduction, and when I went down the mountain, I didn't know that there would be demons on this mountain and water sect. ”

"Then you ......" the Wood Machine Daoist hesitated a little.

"I'm just looking for a junior. "Jianzhen looked to the east,

"He seems to be in that direction. Ju Quezi's face was strange, and after thinking about it, he interjected and asked,

"It can't be a wine and meat monk, right?"

"Wine and meat monk?" Jianzhen was stunned for a moment,

"Ming my uncle is indeed arbitrary, and he has never been jealous of the rules of Buddhism, and his disciple ...... It is quite possible that this has been inherited. "Arbitrary...... The corners of Ju Quezi's mouth twitched, this Jianzhen is really euphemistic, that Jiancicada has almost stopped drinking and eating meat in Qishan these days, and he is always shouting to go out to fight, in addition to not touching women, which precept of the Buddhist family he has not committed?

"Well, I know where he is. ”

"Huh?" Jianzhen looked at Ju Quezi, but didn't ask, just nodded politely to Ju Quezi,

"Then it seems that I will have to trouble this fellow Taoist for a while. ”

"But the most important thing is to destroy this demon. Jianzhen recited the Buddha's sound, pinched the single palm salute with his right hand, pinched the prayer bead with his left hand, and threw it gently.

The rosary flew up. The light of the Buddha is swaying. The black flame rattled and turned into green smoke as if it had encountered a natural predator.

Bai Cang held the mountain water seal, and a long river like Bai Lian flew out of the seal, blocking the rosary outside.

"Amitabha. "Jianzhen gave birth to a lotus on the soles of his feet, holding him up slowly,

"Why did Daoyou stop me from destroying demons?"

"This is the Shanshui Sect!" Bai Cang looked down at Jianzhen,

"And he's my uncle. ”

"Is he really still your uncle?" Jianzhen sighed lightly,

"Look at that black flame, where does it still look like a person? This demon seed enters the body, even the half-emperor is not immune. The woodman also stepped forward to persuade,

"Bai Daoyou, Gong Cheng's predecessor has already fallen into the devil, and he must not be allowed to go, otherwise it will bring disaster to the world. ”

"Seventeen hundred years ago, there was a demon in Zhongzhou who turned seven cities to death in one day. Jianzhen looked at Bai Cang seriously,

"The Western Desert has been destroying demons for tens of thousands of years, and fellow Daoists must not stop it. ”

"Old man, you have to think about it, if this demon seed completely devours the fool of Gong Cheng, the first bad luck will be your Shanshui Sect," the white-clothed boy jumped into the air, pulled Jianzhen's sleeve awkwardly, reached out and tried to pull off a string of Buddhist beads on Jianzhen's wrist, and added,

"But it's good that you don't get out of the way, it's so much fun to lose the Shanshui Sect. ”

"Are you the Feather Cloak Ancestor?" Jianzhen looked at the white-clothed boy who was desperately dragging his Buddha beads, suddenly smiled, and took the initiative to untie the string of Buddha beads,

"Fellow Daoist, you have a relationship with my Buddhist family, would you like to come to the Unjue Temple?"

"Fart, Ancestor, I have a fart Buddha fate. The boy in white happily put the Buddha beads on his hand, but found that it was a little too big, so he simply hung it around his neck, and said suspiciously,

"How do you know me?"

"Senior Brother Abbot said that the luck of the ancestor of the feather coat is the first in the world. ”

"Fart, that bald donkey knows the luck of a fart!" The boy in white scolded and scolded, he got a benefit, and he didn't want to deal with this monk, so he simply slipped away, and dropped a sentence by the way,

"Destroy the demons yourself, Ancestor, I won't accompany you. Jianzhen smiled and looked at Bai Cang,

"Daoist friends, have you thought about it?" Bai Cang hesitated for a long time, slowly retreated, and the long river disappeared without a trace. Jianzhen pointed out, and the rosary flew into the sky, and the blazing Buddha light shone on the black flame, like heavy snow melting.

One after another, black flames swept away, forming a giant hand, aimed at Jianzhen, and slammed down. Jianzhen was not flustered, the light of the Buddha surged on his body, and there was an ancient Buddha sitting cross-legged behind him, holding a green lamp in his hand.

The ancient Buddha raised a hand. The golden Buddha's hand lifted up and collided with the black flame giant hand. Rumble.

The giant hand cracked, and the shattered flames in the sky dissipated like fireworks. Jianzhen took another step and folded his hands. A lotus flower blooms on the top of Gong Cheng's head, the white petals are crystal clear, and the fragrance fills the world.

The lotus flower slowly fell, like the sky falling into the world, crushing the demon seed so that it couldn't raise its head at all. The ancient Buddha behind Jianzhen threw a green lantern.

The cyan flames burst out in an instant, enveloping the black flames in it, and the demon seed let out a piercing howl, constantly flowing through the field, but the cyan flames were like holy objects that specifically restrained it, and everywhere they passed, the demon flames dispersed.

"This is ......" there was some surprise in the eyes of the wooden machine man,

"The true Buddha's heart fire enshrined in the Bujue Temple?"

"That's right," Jianzhen nodded,

"With the blood of the true Buddha as lamp oil, there is not much left in the temple even if it is not awakened, unless the demon is destroyed, we will not use it. Jianzhen began to recite the Sutra of Salvation.

The Buddha's voice was brilliant and vast, spreading from this forbidden mountain little by little, the black flame gradually turned into ethereal smoke, the thunder above the nine heavens slowly receded, and a thin figure emerged in the cyan flame.

His skin was shriveled and the flame of life was as ethereal and fragile as an oil lamp. Gong Cheng glanced at the Shanshui Sect, but he didn't have the slightest attachment, he turned his head with difficulty and looked at the Nine Peaks of the Sword Gate.

This is the place he hates the most in the world. But where is the person he likes the most, where is buried? Gong Cheng closed his eyes, and the woman's voice and smile were obviously indistinct, but why did she always have an echo in her heart?

Gong Cheng cut off the black chain on his chest with one palm, and the tripod on his chest also drilled into the chain like a streamer.

He dissipated like flying ashes. Turned into a light breeze under the night sky, blew across the giant gate, and disappeared without a trace. Jianzhen looked at Juque Peak and said again,

"Idiot. ”

"It's over?" the Wood Machine Daoist watched the black chain drill back into the Forbidden Mountain,

"What about that black chain?" Jianzhen shook his head,

"It's all right, man...... In the end, he did a good deed. ”

"What?" The Wood Machine Daoist didn't understand, and was about to ask, but found that there was a big commotion on the main peak of the mountain, and the exclamations came and went, and even many monks turned into streamers and left in a hurry.

He and Jianzhen looked northwest together. A continuous beacon fire lit up the sky, like a long winding dragon, striking eastward.

The drums of the hunt then sounded, and the sound was desolate and vast, which was the ancient war song of the human race. Countless sects were startled by the sound of the drum.

The great human dynasty woke up from its sleep, ordered troops on the battlefield, and worshiped the generals on the stage. One after another flying swords burst through the air.

Columns of soldiers walked out of the majestic passes, armed with spears and armor, silently running to the border cities in the north without saying a word.

Jianzhen and Mu Ji glanced at each other, and they both saw the surprise and worry in each other's eyes. A war. It just came out of nowhere.

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