Montenegrin Cult?

Wang Xuan was a little surprised, when the bloody robbers were raging in Bingzhou, there were also various organizations in many places in Dayan at the same time, and the Black Mountain Sect was one of them.

Most of this cult is engaged in folk activities in the Tongzhou area, demagogic people's hearts and obscene worship of evil gods, and has committed many heinous bloody crimes.

Even the Sumeru Sect, which has never caused trouble, was moved by the anger of King Kong and strictly investigated the entire Tongzhou for a long time.

The matter of Rou Tai Sui was exposed, the demon art was investigated, and Emperor Wei You was forced out, I thought that this cult had disappeared, but I never thought that it would emerge again at this time...

Among the dozen or so people, there were actually three masters of refining Qi and transforming gods.

"Where's the wild boy!"

There was an angry shout from among the Black Mountainegrins.

The one who spoke was a great monk, with knotted muscles, open breasts and exposed breasts, and tattoos full of all kinds of beautiful women and ghosts, slowly swimming under the skin, extremely weird.

Before the words fell, the monk had already broken through the air, and his big hands like a plow-rake pointed at Wang Xuan's eyebrows with his charming fingers.

If you lift a weight, it seems that you can't hide it at all.

Subtle realm!

Or a martial arts master?

Wang Xuan was a little surprised.

Martial arts, hard work, hard work, and understanding are indispensable, and most people have difficulty in their lives.

Once the monks refine the Qi, most of them use secret techniques and magic weapons to fight the enemy, and it is more refreshing to slash the enemy with a flying sword for a hundred miles, and few people refine the martial arts.

This great monk can refine the Qi and transform the divine realm, and he can also cultivate the fist technique to the smallest detail, which is very rare.

No wonder he dared to fight in close combat with his own soldiers.

"Good time!"

Wang Xuan was happy when he saw the hunt, and his left fist did not dodge or dodge, roaring out like a javelin.

A smile appeared at the corner of the monk's mouth, and between his fingers, a poisonous needle suddenly appeared, and a faint green light flickered...

The flowers are fragrant, and the poisonous needles are hidden!

Wang Xuan snorted coldly, his right hand shook at the same time, and Fang Tian's halberd made a bend behind him, flying out from his left armpit...

Dragon killing moves, virtual fists and real guns!

The monk seems to be brave, but in fact he is yin, I don't know how many martial arts masters have been deceived with this trick, but I didn't think that Wang Xuan, who has thick eyebrows and big eyes, is also no better.

Ah——!h

With a terrible scream, half of the arm flew out.

After all, it was an inch long and an inch strong, and despite the monk's best efforts to dodge, he was still seriously injured.

But this monk is also fierce, after being injured, he does not retreat but advances, and he pinches the magic with his left hand, and he palms it reluctantly.

Wang Xuan clenched his fists at the same time, and his right arm shook.

Rumble!

The fists and palms intersected, and the waves of air exploded.

Wang Xuan took a step back, while the monk's left arm was shattered, and he flew out in a whirlwind, dragging long traces on the snow.

However, Wang Xuan did not pursue, but frowned slightly and looked at his right fist.

The complexion is dull, with a hint of tingling.

At the same time, the wind was howling all around, and several fierce ghosts with scattered capes and revealing clothes were circling back and forth, moaning temptingly.

"Hahaha..."

The monk turned over and stood up, his face full of fierceness, and let out a night owl-like laugh, "Fall! Pour! ”

Wang Xuan looked at it coldly.

Taiyin Xuanxuan was running, his body was full of golden light, the black fishy and poisonous mist of his fists overflowed, and the surrounding ghosts were screaming and dissipating in white smoke.

"Impossible!"

The monk's face was full of disbelief.

A member of the Refining Qi Transformation Divine Realm in the rear seemed to have thought of something, and shouted angrily: "Idiot, he is the king of Bingzhou, go up together..."

As soon as the words fell, I saw Wang Xuan wave his hand, and five golden pills flew out, and Peng Pengpeng turned into a golden armor god general in mid-air.

Rumble!

Suddenly, the entire courtyard was turbulent.

Wang Xuan had other important things to do, so he didn't have time to play with them.

"Scatter beans into soldiers..."

The faces of the Black Mountain Sect changed dramatically, and the master who looked like a member and another Taoist priest immediately took out a black statue from their arms.

Pinching the spell, the figure instantly disappeared into the ground.

Divine Magic?!

Wang Xuan's face finally changed slightly, these people were able to use the statue of the evil god to cast a spell, obviously combining the obscenity of the evil god with the magic of sealing the gods.

The speed is not weaker than the Taiyi Sect's "Earth Hidden Talisman".

The monk also clenched his teeth, and urged the statue in his arms to jump out, but after all, he took a step slower, and was held down by the two gods and dragged the statue away.

The rest of the cultivators obviously did not have statues, and after being pinched to death by the gods on the spot, they obediently knelt on the ground and did not dare to resist.

"Thank you, Lord Wang..."

The old monk holding the Zen staff finally breathed a sigh of relief, and after pulling out the Zen staff magic weapon, his body went limp, and he almost fell to the ground, and his face was already visible to the naked eye.

Dense age spots appear on the face,

There was also a dead silence gushing out of his body...

Wang Xuan shook his head slightly, this old monk has already exhausted his blood, and now he is overdrawn and exhausted, I am afraid that he will not survive for three days.

"Zen Master Huiyuan..."

Chen Qiong hurriedly stepped forward to help him up, and said in a deep voice: "Why did these remnants of the Black Mountain Sect raid Guangde Academy?" ”

"I don't know."

The old monk smiled bitterly and said, "These people first used poison to sneak attack, and then killed the killer, but as for the reason, they didn't say a word. ”

Chen Qiong nodded and said, "I'll talk about these later, and I'll detoxify you first." ”

The old monk said weakly: "There are silver needles and antidote pills in the wing..."

Chen Qiong was busy, and Wang Xuan also took out a few Taiyi Sect poison exorcism talismans on his body, then looked at the monk and said coldly: "Say, why did you sneak attack this place?" ”

The monk smirked and was silent.

Wang Xuan nodded slightly and said, "Very good, I just like hard bones, fight!" ”

At the sound of an order, the golden armor god will immediately move and pinch off the monk's muscles and bones from his feet.

The screams continued, and the faces of the surrounding Black Mountain cultists turned pale.

Wang Xuan didn't care, he took back the two Dao Weapon Pills by himself, with his current cultivation, as long as it was not a fierce battle, he didn't need to use the Dragon and Tiger Great Seal, and he could maintain three Dao Soldier Divine Generals for a long time.

Seeing that Wang Xuan's face was calm, the monk finally knew that he had met a ruthless man, and gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I said, as long as you can let it go..."

"Kill him!"

Wang Xuan waved his hand with a bored expression.

He wasn't interested in the plot of the Black Mountain Sect at all, so he just asked.

This evil cultivator wanted to talk about the conditions, but he found the wrong person.

The monk's face was stunned, and before he could react, he was smashed in the head by the Golden Armor God with a punch, and his soul was destroyed.

Wang Xuan stretched out his hand, and the black statue rose into the air and landed in his hand.

I saw that this statue was carved with an evil god, a wicked man with a full face and beard, with fangs exposed, covered in iron armor, and a circle behind him to symbolize spiritual light, but inside were strange beast boys.

"This is Kuroishi Shin-kun..."

Zen Master Huiyuan came over at some point, shook his head and said: "The people of the Sumeru Sect have found out the origin of this fang, it is an earth immortal in the Great Chu period, who called himself Heishi Zhenjun, practiced evil methods and entered the demons, and was buried in the Demon Sealing Tower after being killed by the Sky Survey Army. ”

"The people of the Black Mountain Sect don't know when they will open the Demon Sealing Tower, and obscene the remnant soul of the Black Stone True Monarch to form the Black Mountain Sect..."

"Oh, I see."

Wang Xuan lost interest, and immediately noticed the old Zen master's words, "Isn't the Zen master from the Sumeru Sect?" ”

Zen Master Huiyuan gave a Buddha salute and said with a smile: "Lao Qu is from the Southern Jin Dynasty Ling Zen Buddhism, and he has been waiting for a few donors for a long time. ”

After saying that, he looked at the ugly Buddha with a stupid face.

Wang Xuan's eyes became solemn.

He could feel that this Huiyuan Zen Master was exuding a strange fluctuation all over his body, and no true qi emerged, as if it came from a divine soul.

The ugly Buddha also seemed to be aware, looking at the old Zen master's ancient eyes, scratching his head for a while, and scratching his body for a while, cramped and uneasy.

"Immeasurable waves, all five aggregates are empty..."

Zen Master Huiyuan suddenly stood in place, bowed his head and turned the rosary in his hand, chanting Buddhist scriptures.

The sound is melodious, like a morning bell and a dusk drum, but it is empty, with a calming force.

The surroundings became quiet, and even the Montenegrin cultists bowed their heads and said nothing, and some even began to sob.

Under the bright moon, the old monk Lixue chanted.

In the night, only the mountain wind howled.

Wang Xuan was a little unclear, so he only knew that the Southern Jin Dynasty Lingchan Temple worshipped the Infinite Wheel Buddha, and he had no concept of this system.

Looking at the people around him, even the ugly Buddha and Chen Qiong seemed to have been immersed in the Buddhist scriptures, Wang Xuan couldn't help but feel a little helpless in his heart.

Could it be that he is killing the embryo and making it difficult to measure?

At this moment, the ugly Buddha gave birth to something strange, his eyes seemed to have regained a trace of clarity, and he held his head and began to wail in pain...

"Idiot, there is nothing else in the heart, how can the dust come from!"

Zen Master Huiyuan smiled, stretched out his finger to the front, and suddenly a ball of silver spiritual light flew out and fell into the eyebrows of the ugly Buddha.

The ugly Buddha rolled his eyes, his huge body boomed, and he fell straight to the ground.

Wang Xuan could see it clearly, and that little bit of aura was clearly a small cicada shadow.

Looking at Wang Xuan and Chen Qiong's worried eyes, Zen Master Huiyuan smiled and said, "It's okay, the old man has already passed on his spirit cicada trick." ”

"My Spirit Zen Eight Treasures Glazed Dharma Body and Spirit Cicada Recipe are easy to learn and difficult to master, and it is difficult to achieve them without great opportunity and perseverance."

"After this son was injured, his heart was simple, and he had no intention of cultivating the Seven Treasures Glass Body to be pure and thorough, and the filth blinded his mind, and he gave birth to a trace of spiritual essence, just waiting for the spirit cicada to break the ground, remove the filth, and even reach the realm of transforming gods."

"After going through hardships, you have attained the positive fruit of Nirvana, and in the future, I am afraid that this son is expected to achieve the realm of Buddhism King Kong, that is, you can say that the earth is immortal."

"Ugly Buddha, ugly Buddha... The senior brother who adopted this son is afraid that he has expected it today, and he is good..."

Wang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

Chen Qiong's face was also happy, and she hurriedly bowed her hand: "Thank you, Zen Master." ”

Zen Master Huiyuan smiled slightly, folded his hands, closed his eyes, and his breath gradually darkened, and he completely passed away.

Wang Xuan's eyes darkened and he shook his head slightly.

This old monk has run out of oil, and it is difficult to persist after achieving the ugly Buddha with secret methods.

Although he didn't say a few words when he met, he saved the monks with his own strength and faced death, and he was indeed a great monk.

After the detoxification in the courtyard, the monks also bowed their heads and chanted, and a few people carefully removed the body of Zen Master Huiyuan.

Wang Xuan vaguely smelled a scent of sandalwood, and knew that the corpse of this high monk would not only not turn into an evil spirit, but also suppress a ghost after being buried in the pagoda.

"I say, I say!"

A Montenegrin cultist who looked like a shopkeeper on the ground suddenly crawled and came to Wang Xuan and kowtowed, "The little one is willing to say, just ask the adults to kill a thief, it was he who lured my whole family to join the sect, and now I am the only one left dead." ”

"We are here today to take a demon pestle in Guangde Courtyard and suppress a demon in the river."

"As for that evil thief, his name is the Immortal Monk, and he is the deputy head of my Black Mountain Sect, and he is hiding at the Eight Kings Ferry at the moment..."

An old monk of Guangde Monastery was stunned and said: "You guys are really talking nonsense, I have never heard of any treasures in the courtyard, if there is such a thing, it will be sent to Mount Meru as soon as possible, how can it be left and become a bane?" ”

The shopkeeper hurriedly said: "The little one once heard Lord Li Xiang say that the thing is in the Buddha statue in the main hall, and it was left by a senior monk in the Great Wei Dynasty. ”

Wang Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, "What's the matter with killing the Turtle Demon?" ”

The shopkeeper said in a trembling voice: "I don't know the little one, someone once inquired a lot, but was killed by the immortal monk on the spot, and no one dared to ask more." ”

At that moment, an eagle falcon descended from the sky.

Wang Xuan's heart sank, there are demons hidden in the Eight Wangdu, could it be that something happened?

He hurriedly opened the Eagle Falcon's secret letter, his brows furrowed slightly.

Chen Qiong asked worriedly, "Brother Wang, but something happened?" ”

"Something happened over there at Black Pine Ridge..."

Wang Xuan was a little speechless, "But it was not the government army that had the accident, but those Luo family and the Sihaimen disciples who were bought, who were killed completely." ”

Chen Qiong was a little confused, "How can this be?" ”

Wang Xuan looked at the direction of the ferry and snorted coldly: "It's not a big deal, but now it seems that someone wants to fish in troubled waters..."