Chapter Ninety-Two: Once upon a time, love letters were sent to mountain ghosts
Everyone present raised their heads and looked at the relics.
In Buddhism, as long as the bodhisattva can condense into relics, and the high monks who condense relics, as long as they diligently practice Buddhist martial arts, most of them can reach the realm of grandmasters.
In other words, in order to suppress this evil spirit, a future Buddhist master was completely annihilated in the world.
Grandmaster, this is the real top of the rivers and lakes.
Compared with the second-grade active, there are not many first-grade masters who appear in the rivers and lakes, unless it is a major event, or a competition for heirloom treasures, it is difficult to see a first-grade cultivator.
And the grandmaster is the existence of the dragon without seeing the end, and the legend of the grandmaster is spread everywhere in the rivers and lakes, but the grandmaster master really appears very rarely.
Most of the grandmasters are dedicated to cultivation, wanting to go one step further and reach the realm of the world's invincible grandmasters.
The realm of the great grandmaster, increasing the longevity of three hundred yuan, this is undoubtedly a fatal temptation for the masters of the realm of the grandmaster, in order to seek this avenue, it is almost difficult to see the master of the grandmaster.
"Senior Brother.......
Fawu stretched out his hand and took the relic, his voice trembling a little.
The Fazhi brother, who was also a master and a father, passed away, and this was the last existence he left.
"One thought is superborn, and the person crosses himself."
Fa Wu realized, then looked at the relics in his hand, and said, "Senior brother, senior brother understands." ”
"This Fa Zhi can be regarded as a real monk."
An Jing looked at the shining relics and said secretly in his heart.
With such a huge amount of yin and evil qi gushing out, not to mention Yuzhou City, then the villages around Sanmiao Mountain and the surrounding areas will definitely be affected, and whether there will be other harms in the future is especially known.
"Buddhism has fallen a bodhisattva."
Liu Qingshan looked at the secluded path of the Pilu Palace.
"Bodhisattva......
Guo Yuchun seems to have some feelings, Zen Buddhism pays attention to the two cultivation of Buddhism and martial arts, and the difficulty of Buddhism is even higher than martial arts.
During the Nine Kingdoms Rebellion, the rivers and lakes of the world were extremely hostile to Buddhism, and the degree was still above the current Demon Sect, and there were still some people who supported Buddhism in the Yue Kingdom at that time, and most of the Buddhist temples were still built here.
Until the Yan State Iron Cavalry stepped into the territory of the Yue Kingdom and entered the capital of the Yue Kingdom, the ancient Buddhist temple Lotus Temple is next to the capital of the Yue Kingdom.
The presiding officer of the Lotus Temple is a Zen master, who has studied Buddhism all his life and has a very superficial understanding of martial arts, and the other monks of the temple are also the same.
When Yan Guotie rode in, the monks of the Lotus Temple still chanted scriptures in the temple and did not go out.
And no one knew that the emperor of Yue Guo hid his orphan daughter in the temple, which is also the only bloodline of Yue Kingdom.
The host of the Lotus Temple was silent, just beating the wooden fish.
Yan Guo's iron cavalry rummaged through the entire capital of Yue Kingdom but did not find it, and then began to search the temple.
The events of that year were engraved in the history books of Dayan.
The Bodhisattva statue of the Lotus Temple was smashed and pushed, and the host of the Lotus Temple and the monks were silently in tears.
Until a Yan Guo Iron Rider slashed at a novice with a knife.
The host of the Lotus Temple flew and pounced, and the blood stained the robe red.
On that day, all the monks of the temple committed the killing ring, and the three thousand iron horsemen of Dayan turned into dust.
This is Vajra's angry eyes!
Dai Ling's cold eyes looked at the faint golden light and did not speak.
"Ling'er, you retreat first, there will be a fierce battle later." The Heavenly Remnant said.
The seal has been broken, and the yin and evil qi seems to have been suppressed by the Fa Zhi body, and now is the time to collect that wisp of heaven and earth aura.
"Great Elder......
Dai Ling wanted to speak and stopped.
"There are all first-class masters here, and you are no match for them." Tian Xuan took a deep breath and said.
"I see." Dai Ling nodded and took a few steps back to the back.
On the huge rivers and lakes, her cultivation can be regarded as a famous party, but now in front of the Pilu Palace, she is not the enemy of everyone present, except for Guo Yuchun, of course.
The monks present were still sitting cross-legged on the ground, reciting the scriptures of the Buddha, as if they were giving the Dharma Wisdom monk a surplus.
"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"
At this moment, two black shadows came from a distance and rushed towards the Pilu Temple.
These two people are not outsiders, they are Liyue and the old woman.
"Huh!? There are thieves! ”
Everyone present frowned.
"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"
Liu Qingshan took the lead in making a move, and the internal force converged on the palm of his hand, and slapped it forward with one palm.
"Boom!"
I saw the huge palm print push away, and the air let out a violent roar.
"Woohoo!" "Woohoo!"
The old woman paused, and with a twist of her wrist, several flying needles appeared from her fingertips.
The needle is strong and soft, specifically restraining this fierce and domineering palm print.
Several flying needles passed through, Liu Qingshan's palm prints dissipated and became invisible in an instant, and several flying needles also pierced into the stone slab, and under the illumination of the moonlight, a faint light could be seen.
The old woman and Liyue stood on top of the Pilu Temple, looking down at the people below.
"A leaf of flying needles has passed, and the world is too peaceful."
Tian Remnant frowned and looked at the old woman above, "Wind and rain building Moon Pavilion Lord? ”
Among the five gangs, Fengyulou is undoubtedly the most mysterious existence, so far no one knows where the main altar of Fengyulou is, only that they contact the killers under their command by extremely secret means, and these killers have joined Fengyulou halfway, and some have been cultivated by Fengyulou.
There are two pavilions of the sun and the moon in the wind and rain building, all of them are Tianzi killers, Ling Yuhua, the lord of the Moon Pavilion, is known as Meng Po in the Yangjian in the rivers and lakes, and it is rumored that her young appearance is extremely beautiful, and she doesn't know how many young people in the rivers and lakes have fallen under her pomegranate skirt, but she is vicious, but she doesn't know in the rivers and lakes, why she has never married for life.
Since then, she has joined the notorious Wind and Rain Building, becoming the top killer of the Wind and Rain Building, and the flying needle in her hand is a needle and a life, which makes people frightened and shudder, and the assassination of the first-class master is above the five, and the number of failures is very rare.
Although An Jing had never seen Ling Yuhua, he had also heard of her name, the prestige of Meng Po in the Yang World was not in vain, and this person's strength was definitely not weaker than that of Tianchuang, but what surprised him was that the woman with a black veil on her head next to Ling Yuhua seemed to be a little familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere.
"I didn't expect you to come and join in the fun."
Liu Qingshan said expressionlessly.
The appearance of the wind and rain building made him a little unexpected.
Ling Yuhua stood on top of the cornice, with the moon plate behind him, a little hazy and mysterious against the background, "Brother Liu wants the aura of this heaven and earth, and it is a coincidence, and the old body also wants it." ”
Liu Qingshan said lightly: "Then it depends on whether you have the ability." ”
"The old body has a lot of skills, especially the ability to kill, which is the best in the world." Ling Yuhua said.
If someone else said this, they would definitely be laughed at, but this person in front of him was the Pavilion Master of the Wind and Rain Tower, how many people in the world dared to laugh when she said this?
Tian Remnant frowned, there are more and more masters appearing today, which shows that it is more and more difficult to compete for this wisp of heaven and earth aura.
How many more masters are coming!?
"In the past, love letters were sent to mountain ghosts, and hearts were sent to the west wind."
At this moment, a lazy voice came from in front of the Pilu Temple.
"Huh!?"
When An Jing heard this voice, it seemed like a dream, this voice sounded too familiar!? It's hard to believe that it's familiar.
"It's a pity that the mountain ghost can't read, and the west wind blows to the east."
I saw an old Confucian student walking up the steps with a smile and said, "Yuhua, don't come to harm." ”