"Heh... Scold... Heh..."

Xiao Shami clutched his throat, blood kept oozing from his fingers, he took a step back, hit the threshold and fell on his back, the whole person slammed open the door of the small pavilion from the inside out, and stumbled down in the snow, his eyes were facing the many warrior monks lined up in a array, as well as the leader of the uncle.

The wind and snow instantly filled the small pavilion, but in the attic, Xia Ji raised his hand to pick up a lamp, and continued to open the second page of "The Secret Collection of Treasures", reciting quietly.

"Freedom from all burdens and self-interest, all good things to gain righteousness, and the mind to be free from all things..."

He read very attentively, as if the Arhat Great Array outside the door had nothing to do with him.

This concentration with nothing outside his body makes him feel a sense of Zen and tranquility all around him.

Zhikong held the torch, his thick eyebrows were furrowed, his leopard eyes were round, and he said sharply: "Your Highness has entered the demon, although we know that it is difficult today, we must also stop Your Highness." ”

Xia Jiqi said: "What are you stopping me? You Lei Yin Temple restrained me with a demon suppression array, shouldn't I resist?"

Zhikong said: "Your Royal Highness got the inheritance of my Leiyin Temple, obtained the Zen method of Rulai, and obtained the magic weapon of my Leiyin Temple, not only did not return my Leiyin Temple, but killed my Leiyin monk."

Four hundred Zen monks, four ancestors and brothers, and the abbot all died at your hands, you are not a demon, what is it?

You are a demon, so I will naturally stop you and block you, so that you will not harm the common people. ”

Xia Ji didn't refute either, and said lightly: "You are at least right." ”

"Which point?"

"I am the devil. ”

With that, he flipped through a page of the Vault and tore up the previous page of scripture at the same time.

The scriptures were lifted up by his fingertips and burned to ashes.

The eyes that only look at the sky are about to split.

This book is a secret treasure, and if this secret treasure is destroyed, it will really break the inheritance of the Lei Yin Temple, so that this temple no longer has a unique secret treasure.

Zhikong hurriedly shouted: "Don't tear it! You look slowly! I won't come in!"

In this way, it seems that a gentleman's contract has been reached.

Xia Ji no longer tore the book, and Zhikong and many warrior monks stood outside the door and did not take a step forward.

The Seven Princes of the Great Shang recited the secret treasure softly, the Green Lantern Ancient Buddha, just like a pious Zen master, without the slightest appearance of a demon son who slaughtered people.

At this time, in the night, the heavy snow outside the door enters the pavilion with the wind from time to time, blowing and sweeping, driving the books and books in the house to turn and stop, making a sound of "whoa, whoa, whoa", such as the waves of the sea, and the young prince is standing in this extremely moving wave, the gods have no thoughts, quiet and peaceful.

Zhikong breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't dare to enter the small pavilion rashly, he glanced at the little novice who fell on his back in front of the door, and there was a trace of anger in his heart, if it wasn't for this novice who directly led this demon here, opened the mechanism, and took out the secret treasure for him, how could they be so passive now?

Time...

There was silence inside and out.

While waiting, Zhikong glanced back at the distance, where there were more than 400 Zen monks with white eyebrows for a moment, their essence withered, and in this icy and snowy land, they were all dead.

And the abbot fought alone, but he was also defeated by the prince in front of him and died.

It's just that this doesn't mean that Lei Yin Temple can't suppress him.

If Leiyin Temple was so easy to bully, I am afraid that it would have been slaughtered by those demon sects or demon clans a long time ago, after all, the Buddhist sect also belongs to the righteous path, and it is fundamentally inseparable from the demon clan.

However, the Leiyin Temple has always existed well, and it naturally relies on this temple protection array.

There are two arrays, inherited from ancient times, located in the Leiyin Temple, can not be taken out, although it is impossible to go away to kill the demons, but it can protect the Leiyin Temple as stable as a mountain.

These two big arrays...

One is to suppress demons.

The demon suppression array is a spiritual bondage, no matter how strong the demon is, as long as the Zen monk recites the scriptures, he can use great spiritual power to form a suppression, and make the demon unable to move.

It's a pity that the Seven Princes of the Great Shang actually received the great adventure of the nine-layer Rulai Zen Dharma Daigo empowerment, and used the power that originally belonged to them to the Leiyin Temple to counterattack this great array from the spiritual level, which could be broken.

Otherwise, although "Rulai Zen" is a top-level spiritual Zen skill, it cannot be directly attacked, let alone let the four hundred Zen monks in the temple suffer the backlash, grow old in an instant, and then pass away.

Thinking of this, Rao is mind is clear, and he also gave birth to the fire of ignorance, after all, all the adventures obtained by the Seven Princes should have belonged to Leiyin Temple!!

The second is Arhat.

The Arhat Array can condense and sublimate the power of the warrior monks, showing a golden body of an eight-zhang Arhat, with infinite power, and it is not a problem to subdue the dragon and subdue the tiger.

At first, the abbot only had the idea of "imprisoning this prince", but never thought of "bombarding" this son, so he did not directly use the Arhat array, otherwise this son would have come empty-handed, and he would have been ambushed.

...

An hour and a half later, Xia Ji finally finished reciting "The Treasure of the Treasure".

A golden skill bead appeared in his primordial spirit.

Xia Ji's calm eyes also showed a hint of surprise.

No matter what this skill bead was, he wouldn't have been surprised, but this skill bead was a skill he had obtained:

- Now as Zen!

This was the first time he had obtained two identical skill beads.

It stands to reason that the green and white skill beads should be repeated a lot, but they have never been repeated, which even made Xia Ji think that "the skill beads will never be repeated".

But now, that assumption has been shattered.

He directly used this golden skill orb.

The skill bead shattered, and a stream of gold containing great mysteries melted into every corner and every thought around him.

Then, he began to take it into account.

[Now Nyolai Zen] has changed from golden to dark gold.

Correspondingly, the red color of the Three Buddhas has also deepened a little.

The change in color means that Xia Ji's understanding of this Zen method is also more profound.

Nyolai Zen is still the ninth layer, but it seems to be a little higher than the ninth layer.

He perused the changes.

In the past, he used the Nyorai Zen method to sympathize with heaven and earth.

Therefore, he can make Fengxue understand his intentions, and not enter his surroundings;

Let the moonlight understand his intentions and turn into a celestial dragon;

Let the little beasts in the mountains understand his intentions, and they all come out of the hole, and their claws are folded.

But the object of this meditation method is limited to all things in heaven and earth, and cannot be directed at people.

But now, that barrier has been broken.

He can make all beings understand His will.

What does he mean?

If this number of lives will crush him.

Then his intention is to reverse the fate.

If he covers the sky, he will be oppressed.

Then his intention is to turn the day upside down.

Looking at the torches outside the pavilion gate, and a pair of double pupils, all the monks were waiting for him, looking at him like a demon.

Xia Ji spit out a breath of turbid gas in the depths of winter, and with a grip of his left hand, the true qi rose, and the flames immediately burned the "Treasure Treasure Vault".

Outside the door, Zhikong only felt that the heart fire was integrated into the blood, and the blood rushed straight to the door of the brain, and the pupils were about to burst.

He roared angrily, "Thief, you dare to !!"

Xia Ji threw the burning book into the air, and in the fire, the ancient book had been burned to ashes, and when it hit the ground, it was blown by the wind and became a whirlpool of ashes and dust.

Zhikong said angrily: "Tie the Arhat Great Array!"

The voice fell.

Huge golden swastikas emerged from beneath the earth, quickly rising, and then turned into many fireflies-like golden light and floated into the bodies of the warrior monks.

"Eliminate !!"

The group of monks roared angrily, letting out a neat roar, and the three hundred and twenty-four precept cooked copper sticks were heavy, like a thunderbolt, emitting a series of fine explosions.

The three hundred and twenty-four warrior monks seemed to have their spiritual qi twisted together, and with the fire-like gold as the traction, they gathered and condensed in the void of wind and snow.

The spiritual qi is the body, and the gold is the skin, showing an eight-zhang tall figure from top to bottom, and although the body's pupils are tightly closed, it is already full of a lot of power.

After another moment, the figure had gradually gained a soul, with an unrestrained posture, a peculiar shape and bones, a bearded appearance, and a golden long stick in his hand.

The eyes opened slowly, clear as the light of a lake, and wrath as fire.

The power of the array has enabled these many warrior monks to unite in one place and exert a power far beyond their own.

The eyes of the eight-zhang Arhat's golden law face looked down on Xia Ji indifferently.

There is no longer anything to talk about.

As soon as the Arhat Phantom raised his giant hand, the golden long stick had been raised to the sky.

The air flow was torn, and the wind and snow were gathered by the power of the stick shadow, and quickly converged from the surrounding miles, turning into an iron-gray vortex that obscured the view, spanning the sky, surrounding the golden stick, and spinning like a cloud.

It seems that the blow that is about to be shot down is not a golden stick, but this oppressive snowstorm.

This is the confidence of Leiyin Temple - the Arhat Great Array!

Xia Ji looked up at the Arhat Dharma, the golden stick shadow, and the thick wind and snow.

He asked softly, "Why are you covering my eyes?"

...

...

The sound of noise and suffering floated through Huaqing Lake.

In the deep palace, the princess sat in the place where her brother was under house arrest, quietly reciting a reading book.

She eagerly absorbed this dark, bloody, and false knowledge and pondered the rules of the game of power.

The long hair that hung down softly and slightly yellow was also wrapped into an atmospheric coiled hair, the immature eyebrows and eyes gradually began to become calm, and the pale and petite body was wrapped in a dark dress, with a touch of desolation, and a trace of magnificent and mysterious beauty, as beautiful as a white plum, boiling in the winter.

She looked at herself in the bronze mirror, and moved her limbs mechanically and elegantly, a little rusty, a little unfamiliar.

Suddenly, there was a gentle scratching sound from the low place where the door and the threshold met, Xia Xiaosu got up indifferently and went to open the door, and there was a white fox outside the door, lying on the threshold, looking up at her.