Killing Temple, Jizen Palace.

The three elders, the first of the five great Zen monasteries, gathered here.

"Uncle Shi, the disciples who sent the invitations have all been sent out.

It won't take 10 days at the latest, and all of them will be delivered. ”

"I can't mistake it, the ceremony on the twenty-second day of August."

The Zen Master of Shanyun respectfully handed over a list to the obscure Zen Master.

The obscure Zen master took the list, his eyebrows and eyes lowered.

Up and down the body, there is a kind of temperament of the sea god needle.

This list is the temple to set up the killing of the Buddha, the invitation of the sect of worship.

And this day is also the Christmas day of the ancient Buddha.

The temple wants to officially announce its reappearance through the ceremony.

There are more than a dozen names on the list from top to bottom.

Each of them is a well-known sect in southern Xinjiang.

The top one is particularly eye-catching, it is the Ghost Sect, the largest sect in southern Xinjiang today.

The 200 years since the rise of the Ghost Cult have been the 200 years since the Killing Temple was closed.

The two major schools of the old and the new, there are also occasional frictions between disciples who go out to practice.

But there was never a formal fight.

This meeting is bound to attract great attention.

Under the Ghost Sect, it is the first Diancang sect of the righteous path in southern Xinjiang.

The Diancang faction has a long heritage, and the heritage is also extraordinary.

Although it has been encroached upon by the Ghost Cult in recent years, the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse.

It is still the first on the right path in southern Xinjiang.

Under the Diancang faction, it is the Nujiao Gang, Xiangfei Valley, Danxinmen, etc

are all on the "Zhou Tian Star List", the well-known southern Xinjiang faction.

Looking at the list, Elder Obscure nodded slightly: "This ceremony viewing conference is related to the foothold of my Killing Temple in Southern Xinjiang. ”

"So you can't miss a minute."

Zen Master Shanyun folded his hands and pronounced the Buddha's name.

"Amitabha~"

"It's just...... Our Killing Temple has been silent for too long, what if they don't come? ”

Elder Obscure snorted coldly, and his snow eyebrows trembled slightly.

"They won't come? Then let's ask for directions. ”

Zen Master Silent Luck was stunned for a moment, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he showed a little excitement.

"Amitabha, good, good."

After saying that, he bowed and retreated.

Kill and ask for directions, clear the door.

This is the slogan left by the sixth abbot when he was in power.

The sixth generation abbot is good at evolving the monk formation, and every time there is a turmoil, it must be mighty and full of momentum.

The Sangha array is extremely powerful, and everywhere it passes, it is all miserable.

Therefore, no one in southern Xinjiang dared to touch the brow of the Killing Temple.

At the beginning of the establishment of the temple, it was to take the meaning of "killing for the protection of life, cutting karma rather than killing people".

Although it advocates killing to stop killing, its root is good.

Moreover, the monk of Bukong killed the Chixiao Demon Emperor with one move, and at that time, the Killing Temple was divided into the camp of the righteous path.

This is true for the second and third generations that followed.

Until the fourth generation of abbots, he practiced "Huanxi Zen Gong" and began to harm mortals and strayed into the devil's path.

As a result, the prestige of the temple plummeted.

It was also from then on that the Temple of Killing was once again classified as a demonic path.

Who knew that since then, the Temple of Killing has gone further and further on the path of the Demon Path.

When he reached the fifth generation of abbots, he was a martial idiot monk, and he did not control the monks in the temple more, so the notoriety of killing gradually rose.

In the sixth generation, it is already commonplace to destroy the sect and cut off the inheritance.

That's why there is a saying that 'kill and ask for directions, clear the door'.

It's just two hundred years of silence, and I don't know how many sects still remember this sentence.

……

Southern Xinjiang, Ghost Cult.

In the central catacombs.

On the altar, a ghostly fire flickered, revealing a strange human face.

"Killing the Buddha? Viewing the meeting? ”

"It's fun."

"Our people haven't arrived yet, but they invited first."

"That's right, we'll be the first in the Demon Dao two hundred years ago." Gu Yi

"This seat, but I have prepared a good meeting gift for them."

"桀桀桀~"

……

In an inn more than twenty miles away from the Ghost Cult.

A man stood on the second floor, looking out the window.

He was red-haired, at least nine feet tall, with knotted muscles, round eyes, a square mouth, and an upturned nose.

There is a natural wild temperament on the body.

At this time, he was holding a secret letter in his hand, the content of the letter should have fulfilled his heart, and his face couldn't help but show ecstasy: "It's done!" ”

"I will liberate the Killing Forest!"

The strong man clenched his fists, and the ambition in his eyes seemed to turn into flames.

There was a fierce aura all over his body.

Bang~

In his excitement, he raised his big hand and slapped it.

The edge of the window is directly turned into powder.

The whole inn was shaken.

"It's a long life!"

"The stupid lack upstairs, the house is demolished!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't control it for a while."

"Next time, pack up and fuck off."

"Good drip, good drip~"

The man wiped his sweat and nodded to the proprietress outside the window.

……

Not empty mountains.

The fourth abbot's cave house.

Leaving the dust and condensing, but at this time, I suddenly had a sense in my heart.

It turned out to be the blood-winged demon mosquito in the rosary.

In the next second, he had already come to the Blood Sea Spirit Bead Realm.

The last time the Yuan Dan on the White Bone Giant Tree was about the size of a peanut.

But only a few days have passed, and the giant tree of white bones has already borne fruit.

Except for one of them, the others have grown a lot, and the smallest one is the size of a walnut.

And He Cangwu's human yuan fruit has grown into a palm-sized human form.

At this time, a cloud of black gas lingered, emitting a golden light.

Looks like it's almost complete.

No wonder, the Blood-winged Demon Mosquito would let itself come.

The Human Yuan Fruit evolved into the Human Yuan Doll, which can give birth to divine thoughts and have the ability to perceive.

Thinking of this, Lichen summoned an ethereal smoke and wrapped himself in it.

The ethereal smoke can block the human qi, that is, the perception of the five senses.

It's impossible to see through from the outside in.

Soon, the human yuan fruit finally stopped changing.

[Renyuan Doll: (He Cangwu)]

[Human Yuan Doll: The white bone giant tree gets the vitality of the demon seed feedback, and it should be pregnant with the human yuan fruit.

After the human yuan fruit is ripe, it can separate a wisp of the original spirit of the body, give birth to spiritual wisdom, and grow into a human yuan doll. 】

This Renyuan doll is really a baby image, with a chubby body and a small braid on her head.

Hanging on the branches, trembling.

It's just that he pretended to be indifferent, and he was vaguely the Q version of He Cangwu.

……

Southern Xinjiang, Ghost Cult.

In a pitch-black burial chamber.

He Cangwu, surrounded by ghosts, sweated profusely.

During this time, he had been in retreat and cultivating, and the injuries on his body had finally recovered.

It's just that in the dantian, there is a little vermilion 'blood droplet' hanging on the top, and there is an 'black hole' below.

Especially since the black hole appeared at the bottom of the dantian, I felt that the cultivation efficiency had decreased a lot.

Could it be because the use of 'Ghost King Fury' this time hurt the foundation of the body?

Thinking of this, He Cangwu became more and more worried.

So he was bold and sent out a wisp of Yuan Shen to enter the black hole.

Originally, everything was normal, but suddenly a burst of suction came, and his wisp of Yuan Shen began to be uncontrollable.

Torn apart and caught in a black hole.

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