Luo Hong has never forgotten the main purpose of his visit to Wangchuan Temple.

Although there were many accidents on the way, the bell rang, and the secret realm appeared, Luo Hong still insisted on his original purpose unwaveringly.

He came to see his seventh uncle, that is, the crazy Luo Qiye, in Luo Hong's opinion, Luo Qiye may contain some secrets, otherwise, there is no need for the king of Zhenbei to send the crazy Luo Qiye to Wangchuan Temple.

Lonely, helpless, no one to take care of, no one to say, in Wangchuan Temple Luo Qiye in case of some torture or something, no one knows.

All these aspects of the situation gave Luo Hong a reason to want to meet Luo Qiye.

Besides, Wangchuan Temple has come to it, since it is a stop, why don't you see it?

On the half-shattered martial arts arena, the golden rain was still falling, but gradually the vision had begun to converge and began to disappear gradually.

Master Faro listened to Luo Hong's inquiries and requests, and fell silent.

The atmosphere was a little weird.

After a long time, Master Faro sighed: "It's reasonable, it's okay." ”

"However, Lord Luo Shi, Lord Luo Xiaobei's sealing has always been in the hands of the Buddha head, and now, the Buddha head ...... was suppressed, and Lord Luo Shi wanted to meet Lord Luo Xiaobei, which may not be so simple. ”

Master Farrow said.

His words made Luo Hong raise his eyebrows.

With a bit of playfulness and sneers on his face, and he wants to make trouble again?

"On weekdays, where the Buddha well is located, we rarely go, and even if we go, we can't see Luo Xiaobei's benefactor. ”

"If Lord Luo Shi really wants to see it, the poor monk will take Lord Luo Shi to the Buddha well. ”

Master Faro clasped his palms together and said seriously.

"Master Faro, lead the way. ”

Luo Hong said lightly.

It turns out that Luo Qiye's seal has always been controlled by the Buddha's head, and now Luo Hong has no good impression of this Buddha's head.

Therefore, Luo Qiye may not be very comfortable in Wangchuan Temple.

Thinking of this, Luo Hong's eyes couldn't help but stare at the foot of the Boundless Mountain, and he beckoned.

Below.

Yuan Blind, Zhao Xinghe and Situ Wei were greeted by Luo Hong, and they all climbed to the top of the mountain.

The secret realm of Jizo was closed, the head of the Buddha was suppressed, and although Wangchuan Temple launched a blockade posture to prevent most of the first-class masters from entering the temple, these three people were all related to Luo Hong, so the Buddhist monks of Wangchuan Temple did not stop it.

"Master Faro, now that he has gone deep into Wangchuan Temple, he is worried about the Wangchuan Temple being killed, and it shouldn't be a problem to bring three protectors. ”

Luo Hong said.

Now that the master is gone, when there will be a fight, he must find a good helper.

When Master Faro heard this, the monk's robe swayed, and he smiled bitterly: "Yes." ”

The name of Wangchuan Temple has been ruined by the head of the Buddha.

Yuan Blind, Zhao Xinghe and Situ Wei, three first-class masters, followed behind Luo Hong.

Master Faro led the way.

Below, many first-class masters are ready to move, and the 8,000-year-old Buddha fortune of Wangchuan Temple was scattered by the master's punch, which is a big thing for the world's martial arts.

Wangchuan Temple may have suffered a great loss of vitality, and many practitioners want to explore the reality of the void.

However, Wangchuan Temple is no longer hidden, and one after another eminent monks have seriously injured the explorers with ghosts in their hearts, and re-guarded the majesty of Wangchuan Temple.

And the news that Master Faro took Luo Hong to see Luo Qiye also spread quickly.

Many powerful people in the Great Xia Dynasty had their eyes flickering.

......

Wangchuan Temple is a thousand-year-old temple, there are dozens of Buddha halls inside, one after another small mountain peaks are intertwined with each other, Wuliang Mountain is very large, there are many peaks, the position of the martial arts place is the main peak, and the main peak is behind, there are many hidden peaks and ancient temples.

The previous confrontations were all on the main peak, and the mountain hidden behind it was not so grandiose.

However, there are still many ancient temples hidden in the dense forest.

After walking for a while, I came to a relatively old temple.

The vermilion walls are covered with frost and moss, and the green plants grow crookedly and wantonly, making the ancient temple shrouded in a lush greenery.

"The Buddha Well is a forbidden place in Wangchuan Temple......"

Before coming to this ancient temple, Master Faro finally stopped, looked at Luo Hong, and said.

"What is the forbidden place?"

Luo Hong stared and asked.

"You can understand the Buddha well as a cage, because it actually means the same thing as the imprisonment of the cage, except that in the Buddha well, you can always get the edification of the Buddha and the mind can be peaceful and ......."

"When Luo Xiaobei's benefactor sent to Wangchuan Temple, his will was disordered, he was crazy, and the meridian energy of his body was chaotic, which did not seem to be a fraud, and many people speculated that Luo Xiaobei was fake crazy and pretended to be crazy, but in fact, it was ...... Many senior monks in the temple judged that Luo Xiaobei's benefactor was really crazy. ”

"Originally, Luo Xiaobei's benefactor did not enter the Buddha well, but later destroyed the wing room and injured several nursing monks...... He was placed in the Buddha well by the head of the Buddha. ”

Master Farrow said.

When Luo Hong heard this, his eyebrows couldn't help but rise, he had originally guessed whether Qibo was fake crazy, but now it seems that he may be really crazy.

Because, it's okay to hide from ordinary ordinary people, but if you want to hide from the powerful monks who practice Buddhism, I'm afraid it's very difficult.

Wangchuan Temple is not the main hall, there are 81 ancient temples, there are 81 Buddha wells, among which the Buddha wells are all gathered in the Buddha well hall, guarded by three old monks. ”

And these three old monks ...... The strength is extremely strong, unfathomable, and it is unknown how strong it is. ”

"Maybe it's a product, maybe it's ...... It is a land fairyland that surpasses a product, and it is all possible. ”

Master Faro said to Luo Hong.

As soon as these words came out.

The expressions of Yuan Blind and the others behind Luo Hong changed slightly.

Three old monks of the Land Immortal Realm?

The essence of this Wangchuan Temple...... It is indeed terrifying, it is worthy of being an ancient temple that has existed for thousands of years, and it can be called the power of the holy land of the world alongside Kunlun Palace.

Although he was crowned the head of the Buddha by the master, although he was destroyed for 8,000 years of Buddha's fortune.

However, the underwriting is still terrifying.

Let's not talk about it, Yuanshang, Faro and other high-ranking monks who condense the Bodhisattva fruit.

Wangchuan Temple has existed for such a long time, perhaps there are definitely a lot of monks in the land fairyland, and there are many hidden ones.

Luo Hong held the Jizo sword and looked at Master Faro, what did he mean by this?

Warning?

After experiencing the Buddha's head, Luo Hong no longer has much trust in Wangchuan Temple.

Master Faro looked at Luo Hong's vigilant eyes, clasped his palms together, sighed, his heart was so tired, he was just a kind reminder.

"Lord Luo, it's already the limit for the old man to bring the donor here. ”

"Usually, to enter the Buddha well, if there is an order from the head of the Buddha, the three predecessors will act with respect, but now, the head of the Buddha is sealed by the master, and no one in the Wangchuan Temple can invite the three old monks, unless the next head of the Buddha is determined, and the head of the Buddha has not fallen, so the next head of the Buddha is also impossible. ”

Master Farrow said.

He looked at Luo Hong with a little apology: "If Lord Luo Shi wants to enter the Buddha Well and see Lord Luo Xiaobei, he may have to pass the approval of the three seniors." ”

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere suddenly became a little cold.

Master Faro is also helpless, the rules of the temple are like this, besides, this rule is not set by him.

"I, Luo Hong, came to Wangchuan Temple to see my seventh uncle, and I have to go through nine hundred and eighty-one catastrophes?"

Luo Hong scoffed.

He clutched his chest, there, the human skin booklet was exuding warmth, and Luo Hong had not had time to take a look at the large wave of crimes against the object in the secret realm of the earth before.

Now, Luo Hong can't wait to solve the matter of Luo Qiye, find a place where no one is around, and take care of the evil harvest this time.

However, the monks of Wangchuan Temple are playing one after another.

Luo Hong was also a little annoyed and angry.

"When the king of Zhenbei brought me to Qibo here, it was to take advantage of the purity of Wangchuan Temple to soothe the mania formed by Qibo's madness...... As a result, you put him in a Buddhist well like a prison, not to mention, now, my Luo family came to see Qibo, and I still have to pass many checkpoints. ”

"What do you mean?"

Luo Hong said.

Master Faro sighed, what could he say?

Wangchuan Temple has no reason in front, Luo Qiye originally just lived in the side courtyard of Wangchuan Temple, but one day, Luo Qiye went crazy, demolished the side courtyard, and injured several monks, and the head of the Buddha ordered it to be sealed in the Buddha well......

Now that I think about it, it seems like a lot of stuff.

Although Luo Qiye is crazy, he entered Wangchuan Temple, was influenced by the Buddha's thoughts, and in a pure place, he was often accompanied by the ancient Buddha of the green light, which was quite quiet, and there would be no injury to the monk at all.

Master Faro felt that perhaps from that time, the head of the Buddha joined forces with the Xia family.

Luo Hong didn't say anything more, raised his hand, and pressed it on the dilapidated stone door of the ancient temple.

Thundered......

The stone door was pushed open, with a creaking and the clatter of chains.

A powerful qi suddenly burst out.

Yuan Blind, Zhao Xinghe and Situ Wei all looked pale and took a step in front of Luo Hong.

The momentum of the three first-class masters, wrapped in the real dragon-like power of heaven and earth, seems to have a divine dragon roaring, falling from the sky, and the momentum and coercion that erupted from the Buddha well hall collided together.

Rumble!

The three of them were oppressed by this momentum and kept retreating.

With each step back, the three of them stepped into the ground with a dented footprint half a finger deep.

They raised their heads in shock, but they found that although the clothes on Luo Hong's body were hunting, in this momentum, their faces were calm and unmoving.

The three of them couldn't bear the pressure, and Luo Hong resisted it so easily.

Son...... Still human?

And Luo Hong leaned on the Jizang sword and pushed the door open, feeling the terrifying coercion, but there was not much change in his expression.

Although this coercion is strong, compared to sitting on the black lotus platform of the earth, it seems to be facing the coercion of an entire huge world, which is simply insignificant.

The tip of the Jizo sword rubbed against the ground, and he stepped into the Buddha Well Hall.

As soon as the Buddha well hall enters, it is a wide atrium as wide as a square office, surrounded by lush ancient trees, which rise from the sky to the ground, covering a shadow.

And on that ground there were eighty-one ancient wells, each of which had the size of a house's roof, and was covered with manhole covers made of heavy refined iron.

Luo Hong glanced at the Buddha well, his gaze moved horizontally, and fell on the three old monks who were old and long-looking, sitting in the Buddha shrine covered with frost moss and traces of time.

The three old monks were covered with heavy dust, as if they had not moved for decades, and they merged with the Buddha shrine and became Buddha statues.

And the terrifying coercion of heaven and earth was released from the bodies of the three old monks.

There are chains one after another, along one Buddha well after another, connecting the old monks in the three Buddhist shrines.

Suddenly, an old monk covered with dust between his eyebrows shook off the dust of the years on his body, opened his eyes full of vicissitudes, and looked at Luo Hong.

The other two old monks also opened their eyes in the Buddhist shrine and looked at Luo Hong.

The pressure between heaven and earth suddenly became huge, like three true Buddhas, overlooking Luo Hong.

"In Xia Luohong, the grandson of the king of Zhenbei, if you want to see Qibo Luo Xiaobei, please ask the three monks to make it convenient. ”

Luo Hong looked at the three old monks and said.

He couldn't see through the strength of the three old monks, but it could be surmised that these three old monks ...... Definitely strong.

Words linger among the ancient temples that are full of the breath of time.

There was no response, and the three old monks all opened their cloudy eyes and looked at Luo Hong.

They watched in amazement.

After a long time, an old monk with a shriveled face like the bark of a thousand-year-old tree laughed.

"Carrying the 8,000-year-old Buddha fortune ...... Wangchuan Temple"

"The donor has a relationship with the Buddha, which is both a blessing and a bad fate. ”

The old monk said.

Luo Hong held the Jizo Sword in his hand, his white clothes fluttered, he exhaled a breath, and said slowly: "I know, the predecessor wants the order of the Buddha head to open the Buddha well, let me see the seventh uncle, right?"

"However, the head of the Buddha was sealed by my teacher, Master, under the Ten Thousand Buddha Bell that was shattered and re-condensed with one punch, and the Yijiazi was sealed, so there should be no chance to issue an order......

The old monk laughed, how could he not hear Luo Hong's words, Luo Hong was borrowing his master to suppress him.

"Heaven and earth have rules, and they are as strong as the Master, and they must also abide by the rules......"

"Otherwise, the order of the world will collapse, and there will be many demons and souls......

The old monk said.

"Therefore, the rules must also be observed, since the donor does not have the order of the Buddha's head, then if he wants to see the sinners under the Buddha's well, he will act according to the rules. ”

The words fell.

The old monk sitting in the Buddha shrine stretched out his hand and slowly pushed forward.

Before Luo Hong could react, he felt that his heart was swaying, and he was pulled into a mysterious world.

And outside the Fojing Temple.

The blind man tilted his head and looked grim.

Zhao Xinghe and Situ Wei also frowned, a little uneasy.

Luo Hong faced the three old monks of Wangchuan Temple alone, it was very dangerous, the strength of the three old monks was unfathomable, if there was a little bad intention, Luo Hong would definitely suffer.

Master Farrow clasped his palms together.

"Amitabha, the three donors are at ease, now Luo Shizhu carries the 8,000-year-old Buddha fortune of Wangchuan Temple, and the predecessors will not make a death to Luo Shizhu. ”

As soon as these words came out, the three of them felt a lot more relieved.

However, at this moment, Lord Luo Shi had already entered the spiritual realm arranged by his predecessors...... If Lord Luo Shi wants to see Lord Luo Xiaobei, he must break the situation laid by his predecessors. ”

"That's the rule of Wangchuan Temple. ”

Master Farrow said.

Spiritual battle?

The hearts of the three blind men who had just fallen suddenly lifted up again.

The spiritual battle is the deadliest, Luo Hong is just a fourth-grade monk, how can he compete with the will of such an old monk who has been cultivating for hundreds of years?

Isn't that bullying?

And at this moment, Luo Hong felt that everything in heaven and earth was changing.

When he opened his eyes, he found that a huge square appeared in front of him, and on the square, there seemed to be one Buddha light after another, staggered horizontally and vertically, forming a huge chessboard.

On the opposite side of the chessboard, the old monk sitting cross-legged in the Buddhist shrine sat on the ground.

Luo Hong turned his face slightly, and he could see that there was a chess box on his side, and the chess box was full of round black chess pieces.

"Amitabha. ”

"The rules of Wangchuan Temple, if the donor wants to see the person of the Buddha Well, he needs to break the chess game, this chess is not comparable to the strength of chess, only fighting Zen heart. ”

"Even if it is the heaven and man after the gate of heaven, it is the same. ”

"Even if the master and son are in person, they need to break the situation first. ”

The old monk in the Buddhist shrine said lightly.

"If you fail to break the game, I am afraid that you will be haunted by demons, you will suffer from depression and happiness, and you will not be able to do anything for half your life. ”

Luo Hong nodded, signaling to know.

He sat down cross-legged, and when he sat down, he entered the game, and he naturally had no regrets.

Reach out and pick up a black disc in the chess box.

Solve it quickly, he is still in a hurry to solve the matter here, find a place where no one is there to see the harvest of sin, see that the harvest of sin is early, Luo Hong is afraid that if it is too late, the sin will disappear unconsciously.

The old monk in the Buddhist shrine was speechless when he saw that Luo Hong sat down without even hesitating......

Although the spiritual game and cultivation have little impact, the improvement of the spiritual level is actually inextricably linked to cultivation.

The young son of the North Wangfu in this town is really a little big.

I will be mentally damaged, and I am afraid that I will regret it.

Young people are like this, they are not frustrated, they don't know reverence at all.

To break the game, you also need to enter the game.

To enter the game, you need to fight heart-to-heart.

"Donor, the bureau has not been completed, can you still retreat?"

The old monk in the Buddhist shrine looked at Luo Hong and asked again, he planned to give Luo Hong another chance, otherwise once the spiritual chess game was formed, he could not retreat.

Luo Hong shook his head and closed his eyes.

Suddenly, a burning Buddha lamp was suspended beside him, and the Buddha's light sprinkled down from it, making Luo Hong's heart calm and calm.

On Luo Hong's body, there is also a Buddha light that begins to surge, faintly wanting to form a colorful glow in the back of his head, forming a substantial Buddha plate.

Maybe it's because I think a Buddha lamp may not be enough.

Luo Hong's heart moved, the second, third, fourth......

Five Buddha lamps in a row, suspended leisurely, like five moon disks, hung around him.

"I'm ready, come on. ”

Luo Hong said solemnly.

Old Monk: "......"

Looking at the Buddha lamps suspended around Luo Hong's body, as well as the colorful glow and the faint Buddha plate......

This half-body god costume really blinded his eyes.

"Amitabha...... And that's it, and it's begun. ”

The old monk said.

When the words fell, the old monk's fingers, which were as dry as the bark of a thousand-year-old tree, picked up a mixed yuan white chess, and the chess pieces fell.

On the wide chessboard square in front of him, black and white chess pieces suddenly appeared.

It's like two black and white dragons fighting each other on a chessboard.

And the black chess piece that Luo Hong was holding suddenly weighed more than 10 million catties, and a strong idea poured in from the chessboard, followed the chess piece, and rushed into the sea of his spiritual will.

In the Mud Pill Palace, the evil god is illusory, looking at it with interest, as if watching a play.

The old monk in the Buddhist shrine felt something, and looked up, as if there was a behemoth, overlooking the chessboard, and his heart trembled.

And the picture in front of Luo Hong's eyes at this moment was driven by spiritual thoughts.

It seems to be an illusion, but it is not an illusion.

In a flash.

Luo Hong found that he appeared holding a blood-dripping scimitar, standing in front of a bandit village in the cold moonlight.

The corpses were piled up all around, and the thick blood almost covered the heavens and the earth.

"Please, don't kill us......"

In front of Luo Hong, a bunch of children knelt down, screaming and crying.

Pitiful.

Luo Hong was in a trance, he understood that this was the choice given to him by this game of chess.

Draw the knife, or draw the knife at all.

Luo Hong's eyes were a little trance, and the child's sad and pitiful cry made Luo Hong couldn't help but feel pity and wanted to put away the knife.

But when he was about to put away the knife, five Buddha lamps appeared around him, which made him clear.

Luo Hong frowned, looking at the crying sad child, and under the light of the Buddha lamp, he could vaguely see the distorted and incomparably resentful meaning on the faces of these children.

Slowly exhaled, Luo Hongqiang ...... Knife drawn.

Poof!

The children's cries stopped, and the heavens and the earth were pure.

And Luo Hong muttered, "I'm an officially certified villain." ”

Meanwhile.

In the Mud Pill Palace, the Evil God Phantom raised his hand to cover his face, "This stupid little Luo...... You deserve to be called a big badass too?!"

"These children are extremely resentful of you, their concepts have long been distorted, there is no distinction between good and evil, if you are a great evildoer, you should not kill them, you should keep them, train them well, they hate you, and you can borrow their hands to do all kinds of bad things!"

"This is the right way to open it!

"It's a shame for our evil cultivators!"

The old monk in the Buddhist shrine was slightly surprised, but found that Luo Hong's eyes were clear, and he fell on the chessboard and met the eyes of the old monk.

Did you choose to draw the knife?

Actually, this game.

Drawing a sword is Zen.

People in the world often choose to collect the knife, because they only see the mercy in front of them, but they have not thought that if these children who grew up in the bandit village and are used to killing people have already become resentful, they collect the knife, which is equivalent to releasing many bandits again, and in the future they will grow into bandits in the world, killing people and setting fires, and even a hundred times or a thousand times more ruthless, to take revenge.

Killing these children and not giving them mercy is tantamount to giving mercy to the people of the world.

Luo Hong's eyes were clear, and the sunspots fell on the chessboard.

looked at the old monk calmly.

The old monk looked at Luo Hong's eyes, although there was no compassion, but Luo Hong's body was full of Buddha light, but it was full of compassion.

Luo Hong said: "Can the bureau be broken?"

The old monk: "It's broken, but the poor monk wants to ask, hasn't the donor ever been soft-hearted?"

Luo Hong said: "If crying is useful, what is there to do with bloodshed?"

The old monk is combined: "It is worthy of being the person who carries the 8,000-year-old Buddha fortune of Wangchuan Temple, and he has a clear mind and understands the Buddha's ......."

Luo Hong: "?"

Something seems to be wrong.

"Donor, the poor monk understands. ”

"What do you understand?"

"The donor thinks that the poor monk understands something, then what is it......"

Luo Hong: "......"

Luo Hong didn't bother to speak, and asked, "Then can I see Uncle Qi?"

The old monk in the shrine raised his head and looked at the phantom that had disappeared above the chessboard.

Put your palms together and your chin bowed.

"Yes. ”

PS: Carvin, this chapter was written in the afternoon, Monday, ask for a freshly baked recommendation ticket wow~