The mighty demon current rushed upward, Lu Hong was caught off guard by the heavy demon waves and pushed straight out for more than ten miles, and when he was about to snatch the saint's body, the heaven-swallowing old demon had already opened the passage in his abdomen and fled.

It was less than a stick of incense from entering the Demon Sealing Platform to coming out in embarrassment, and the Heaven Swallowing Old Demon had fled without looking back, looking at his embarrassed appearance, he obviously suffered a big loss under the Demon Sealing Platform.

The Dao Dao below burst out through the ground, and Lu Hong, who had already lost a lot of strength, did not dare to shake it, and hurriedly stepped on the Nine Palaces and flew out upside down.

The torrent roared, and shadows were suddenly reflected on the altar, and the terrifying aura was like a dragon soaring into the sky.

Lu Hong was shocked in his heart, and he didn't wait for the torrent to chase after him, and he turned around and left without waiting for the black shadows on the altar to become solid.

The sound of the waves cracking behind him made him almost out of breath, but it didn't take long for the terrible feeling of depression to disappear, and the torrent that came out of the ground when Lu Hong looked back had disappeared, and the black shadow on the altar had disappeared, and the people under the demon sealing platform didn't seem to take him seriously.

Without the pressure from the outside world, Lu Hong couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, looked at the mountains and forests below and fell, his chest continued to rise and fall, he looked around vigilantly, and only after a stick of incense did he let go of the vigilance in his heart slightly, took a breath and put away the sword diagram, when the sword intent of the sword diagram was withdrawn from his body, his whole person softened, and he only felt that there was no pain in his body.

For two whole months, his nerves have been tense, the Northern Regions Douzhuang Jiang, the war dragon is true, and then the disaster of the flat limbs and ghosts is not far away, and the successive battles have made him feel the limit of his spirit, aura and physical strength.

Looking down at his white knuckles, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, after today, at least ten years later, the Qianqiu Ba Sword Diagram can no longer be used, and the three unsealing of the Thunder Sword Sea is even more of a heavy loss for him, Ren Feixian and Mei Yuqing's sword souls have been lost, and this loss can never be made up, although the sword souls of the Sword Star Twins are barely saved, but the consumption of the sword souls also makes him feel distressed.

I closed my eyes and leaned against the rocks behind me, my mind a mess.

The Limb Ghost Rebellion had been suppressed, and the Nameless Dao Man and the heavily injured Limb Ghost were by no means the opponents of Tianyang Xuanyin, but then what about the more powerful Wuji Dao Lord was eyeing him, and although the next step of the God of Wealth Pavilion had not yet been taken, the bloody rain and bloody wind were already faintly visible.

The Heaven Swallowing Old Devil, who was defeated and lost in this battle, will never give up, and the ghoul world will definitely make some moves in the open and secret, and the power under the Demon Sealing Stage is even more terrifying, and even the Heaven Swallowing Old Demon was only beaten and fled......

A series of mental events made him even more tired, his eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and he fell asleep before he knew it.

When he woke up, it was already the middle of the night when the sky was full of stars, and his body was already tired, but he had to force his luck to regulate his breathing, and after thirty-six weeks of mixed yuan gong, the aura in his body recovered slightly, and he saw that the morning light in the east had been revealed from the clouds, he spit out the turbid gas in his mouth and stood up, and looked around to find that he was in the depths of Dasheng Pass at this time, and there was still some distance from Cuiping Mountain, but he couldn't think of it in three or five days.

After a little thought, he decided to go east, although Sun Yao sent him a message saying that Xinghua Village was fine after the limb ghost disaster, but he couldn't rest assured in his heart.

At this time, the Great Shengguan has been a dead land, to the east, a hundred miles and ten miles of silent, the disciples of the Dharma in the past, the disgusting corpse chasers have all disappeared, passing through the Dharma branch when the place is the same, but the plaque has been changed, the plaque of the Dharma Gate has been taken off, and replaced by a gold plated plaque with three gilt characters of "Faxiang Temple".

"Hoshoji Temple?",

Lu Hong couldn't help but be stunned, the Famen has been in the Great Victory Pass for a long time, Wei Wuself has been very gracious here, the local people respect the Famen, Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism have not been able to eat here, so there are very few temples and Taoist temples, and even if there is, there are few incense, why is there another Faxiang Temple today? And it is still built on the ruins of the Famen branch.

It's just that the time and location are strange everywhere, the last time he came to Dasheng Pass happened to be the eve of the corpse disaster, at that time this was still the old place of the Famen, and the establishment of the Faxiang Temple was within this month, at that time, it was the time when the limbs and ghosts were in turmoil, and the living beings of Dashengguan were empty, the corpse chasers were enslaved, and the disciples of the Famen were almost wiped out, how could anyone dare to build a temple at this time?

Unless that person knew that the scourge of the limbs and ghosts would not reach here, he would be suppressed sooner or later.

Lu Hong frowned slightly, this place happened to be fifty miles southeast of the Sealing Demon Terrace, wouldn't the person who built this temple not be afraid of being affected?

Look inside, this former Dharma Division, the current Faxiang Temple is already a different scene, the walls and stone pillars are covered with a layer of gold dust, the wide courtyard courtyard, the evening drum and morning bell, the three new Buddha statues in the Jinluan Treasure Hall are solemn, let people look at it and solemn.

In the courtyard, a gray-clothed monk is cleaning with a broom.

"Little Master",

Lu Hong walked into the temple and met the gray-clothed monk with Buddhist rites.

The little monk turned around, and saw that although the person who came had a tired look on his face, he was dressed as a son's brother, so he didn't dare to lose his manners, and folded his hands and said: "Amitabha, is the donor coming to my Faxiang Temple to worship the Buddha?"

Hearing the word Buddha, Lu Hong was stunned, then smiled, and said, "Yes, please prepare a stick of incense for me."

Since you are here, let's pay homage, even if it is for the sake of the villagers, I just want peace of mind, he said in his heart.

"Donor, please wait",

The little monk leaned the broom to the side and trotted into the Jinluan Treasure Hall to ask for incense for him.

Lu Hong glanced at it and asked casually: "Little Master, I often come here, I used to be a branch of the Famen, but now I don't want to become a noble temple, I don't know where your abbot is the Dharma name?"

He walked up to the Jinluan Treasure Hall, and the little monk handed him the incense he had been invited to and said, " My abbot Dharma name is dustless, this is the high monk of Vajra Gate, when the limb ghost is in turmoil, the local villagers are mostly killed by ghouls, it is my abbot who invited the White Horse Temple and the high monks of the King Kong Gate to move them to the south of the demon platform, because there are too many dead people, the abbot has made the Dharma Realm Saint Fan Water and Land Pudu Lent Festival for the deceased souls, the disciples of the Dharma have also been able to exceed, the local people are grateful to the abbot for the great grace, to donate a temple for the abbot, the abbot does not dare to work and hurt the money, but needs to build a temple for the purpose of teaching the Dharma, so after obtaining the consent of the Dharma disciples, the Buddha statue was repaired here, the temple was built, the abbot Buddhism was profound, and the local people often came here to burn incense and worship the Buddha......”，

He said a lot, and the more Lu Hong listened, the more surprised he became.

The abbot of Faxiang Temple is actually dustless, and his companions in the past are the same as himself, and he has become the master of one party.