Chapter 160: The Leader of the Hundred Factions
And the reason why Venerable Chi Lian still doesn't recognize his identity.
It should still be a mustard.
The nebula banner that was stuffed into the dust just now can be regarded as a relationship that draws a clear line.
Lichen is also helpless.
However, in the future, the star will be positioned, and Venerable Chilian will inevitably come.
At that time, the lonely Zen master will still have a chance to gain her understanding.
At this time, the sky turned from thick to light, and a touch of fish belly white appeared in the distant sky.
Looking down at his hand, he found that he had twenty-six nebula flags.
In this way, fifty-nine faces were obtained overnight.
In the entire southern Xinjiang, there is no doubt that the Nebula Banner of the Killing Temple is the most.
A well-deserved leader of southern Xinjiang.
At the end of the Jade Division.
Thinking of the helplessness of this trip, the Bright Buddha subconsciously looked up at Lichen again.
Tianyan stared at everyone in a daze, but except for the killing Buddha in front of him.
His gaze was leisurely, and after looking over, he suddenly felt a more dazzling light look over.
Then I felt a clutter in my mind.
Sure enough, I entered that strange space again.
After a long time, the Bright Buddha raised his head and asked the original sentence again: "Excuse me, can I place an order in the Killing Temple?" ”
As soon as these words came out, the heroes were in an uproar.
Why would the bright Buddha of the dignified Great Light Temple ask such a question.
It's just that no one expected that Monk Yehui, the son of the Bright Buddha, was serious this time.
His celestial eye power is only effective for others, but he can't experience the wonderland of that kind of epiphany.
This feeling is like, doctors don't heal themselves, people don't treat themselves.
The master said that this is his own 'confusion'.
When will you be able to solve your own 'confusion', and when will you be able to truly master the Heavenly Eye Vision.
Everything is a fate.
And the fate that can unravel one's own 'confusion' is right in front of you.
He just wanted to completely comprehend the mystery of the Heavenly Eye Divine Powers by killing the Buddha.
"Senior brother...... Are you coming really? ”
The Buddha of Light nodded.
In the end, the karaemic monk took many disciples of the Great Light Temple and set foot on the Liuyun Immortal Boat.
Leaving the monk Ye Hui alone in the Killing Temple.
In addition to him, all the major sects in southern Xinjiang also have disciples who stay in the Killing Temple.
I can't tell what day this killing Buddha will start planting the flag.
They were reluctant to leave.
At this point, the jade division conference can be regarded as a successful solution.
……
Feilu Prefecture.
A golden eagle broke into the palace of King Liang.
Zhu Yong, the king of Liang, heard the eagle chirping from the sky, and his eyes froze.
Raise your hand and take off the letterhead, and look at ten lines.
"Rubbish!"
There was a loud bang.
But Zhu Yong was angry and slapped the stone table in front of him with one palm.
Who would have thought that this down-and-out prince who only knows how to fight crickets every day would have such strength.
The Taoist chief of Tsing Yi behind him frowned slightly.
This King of Liang rarely had such a wrath.
"Your Highness, I don't know why you're angry?"
King Liang snorted coldly and threw the letterhead directly on the ground.
Tsing Yi's face changed, and his heart 'chuckled'.
Picking up the letterhead on the ground, there was also a 'Xuanniao' logo printed on the corner of the letterhead, and he swept it over with a shocked look on his face.
"How is that possible?!"
"The Bright Buddha was defeated by the killing of the Buddha?!"
"The five disciples of Yanshi Palace were all captured by the Hanging Mirror Division!"
"The Hanging Mirror Division is also secretly involved!!"
The Taoist of Tsing Yi opened his eyes, and a hundred thoughts flashed in his heart.
Now he knew why King Liang was furious.
If the five Yanshi Palace disciples couldn't keep their mouths shut for a while and leaked some news......
The consequences are unimaginable.
However, soon the Taoist chief of Tsing Yi settled his mind: "Your Highness, the disciples of Yanshi Palace, have 'tongue buckles' planted on their bodies. ”
"Once the key information is leaked, the 'tongue buckle' will be activated, and when the time comes, the soul will be destroyed, and there will be no trace left."
When King Liang heard this, his face softened slightly.
"It was better to do so!"
After saying that, he waved his long sleeves and turned to leave.
Only Tsing Yi Dao Chang was left, with cold sweat on his forehead.
The gaze is cloudy.
……
Southern Xinjiang, Diancang faction.
Cang Song's hand holding the letterhead trembled slightly.
"Even the Great Light Temple...... also defeated?!! ”
His hands hung down weakly, and the letter fell like snowflakes.
"This little Cang Sect can offend the Killing Temple."
When I think of 'killing and asking for directions, clearing the door'
History, Cangsong Zhenren's face became more and more pale.
Now the Killing Temple is already the leader of the hundred factions in southern Xinjiang.
Where should the Diancang faction go in the future?
In the lonely night, a sigh echoes.
Suddenly, Cangsong Zhenren pulled out another letter from his arms.
There is also a 'Xuanniao' logo on the letterhead.
It's just that the letterhead still has fire paint hanging on it, and the fire paint has never been opened.
Cangsong Zhenren looked at the letterhead, and after thinking about it again, his eyes were fierce, and he reached out to twist off the fire paint.
……
Southern Xinjiang, Qinghong Villa.
A sword light pierced the sky.
Qinghong Villa can be said to be the richest man in southern Xinjiang.
The most talked-about thing is that the Bujia has endless magic weapons.
Most of them are gamblers from all over the world.
Among them, there is a magic weapon, called: Flying Sword.
The magic of this sword lies in the scabbard.
It was created by ancient qi refiners, and it was born with a sword spirit.
When a sword is flipped into its scabbard, it will establish a connection with the sword spirit.
Can be recalled by the scabbard at any time.
Ordinary flying sword transmission has a distance limit, but the flying sword transmission of this magic weapon can cross the two poles of southern Xinjiang.
At this time, the sword light flew away, and Bu Qingyun knew that it was the news from Bu Hengqiu.
Scold~
There was a clear sound.
On the scabbard that was originally empty, there was already a sword stuck in it at this time.
Step three steps and two steps, step forward and draw the sword.
A sword light escaped and went straight into the sea of green clouds.
After two breaths.
'Bang'.
The sword is out of hand.
Bu Qingyun's face was ashen, and he fell to the ground.
The Temple of Killing already knew about the 'Confusing Buddha Relic'.
Fortunately, Bu Hengqiu was not stupid, and at the critical moment, he stood on the side of the Killing Temple.
is also this kid, a fool has a foolish fortune, and he actually hit it crookedly and bet on the treasure.
It's just that...... The temple already knew about the 'Buddha relics'.
It's not going to be easy.
Bu Qingyun's eyes were blank, and after a long time, he got up from the ground again.
Go to the living room.
"Call Miss over."
"Yes!"
……
Feiluzhou, Daguang Temple.
The corners of Monk Shiwu's mouth twitched: "What are you talking about?" ”
"Your senior brother has put the order on the Killing Temple?"
"Amitabha."
"Amitabha."
"I'm not angry, I'm not angry, if I'm not angry, then it's impossible!!"
"The dignified Bright Buddha, he actually went all the way to the Killing Temple to place an order??"
"What else did your senior brother say?"
The karmic monk shrunk his neck: "Ahem, senior brother said...... He had found an opportunity to solve his doubts. ”
Zen Master Shi Wu was stunned when he heard this, and only sighed after a long time.
"All laws are born because of fate, and all laws are destroyed by cause. The Buddha said that everything is empty. ”
"Idiot, idiot, maybe this is not only the fate of karma, but also the cause and effect of my Great Light Temple."
Monk Shiwu thought of this, but he also untied the knot in his heart.
"Amitabha."
A Buddha horn is full of relief.
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