Night

The mountain behind Qinglong Temple, Tallinn.

This is the Tallinn where the corpses were buried after the death of the senior monks of the Qinglong Temple.

Wearing the abbot's robe, he appeared in this back mountain Tallinn.

Looking at the situation here, Fude frowned slightly.

Previously, he received a secret letter from [Dashan Temple] Huijue, asking him to meet him here tonight to discuss some matters about Tianding Gong and the [Blue Dragon Society].

Although he was a little puzzled, why didn't Hui Jue go directly to the abbot's room to meet him, but asked him to meet here.

However, it was written very clearly in the letter that this matter should not be known to others for the time being, so as not to leak it out and let the people of the [Blue Dragon Society] detect it.

The Seiryuji Temple itself is at a delicate juncture.

You need to be careful.

Abbot Fude didn't have any doubts, after all, this is still [Qinglong Temple], so he secretly came to Houshan Tallinn.

But nothing has been found here.

A bad premonition rose in my heart.

At this time, a man in black clothes and black robes appeared not far away, coming step by step.

See the figure.

Abbot Volde's face changed, and he turned to leave.

"Abbot Fude, since you're here, don't be in a hurry to leave!"

A cold voice came from the black-robed man's mouth.

"Who are you? Why do you want to pretend to be a letter from Master Huijue and ask me to meet here! Abbot Volde asked in a deep voice.

But in my heart I was very vigilant.

Although the other party did not exude killing intent, a sense of extreme danger rose in his heart.

"When the abbot meets here, the main reason is to borrow something from the abbot."

The black-robed man spoke.

"Borrow something from me?"

Abbot Fude's face froze, and he looked at the other party with a wary expression.

"Take advantage of the abbot's life!"

The visitor said in a calm tone.

"Tantra, the Great Mudra of Life and Death!"

Hearing the words of the black-robed man, Abbot Fude took the lead in making a move, and the palm of his hand suddenly slapped out, and the true qi in his palm formed a whirlpool, and he pressed towards the black-robed man with one palm.

Rumble!

But when the palm fell, the palm power fell short and bombarded the ground.

The other person's figure disappeared.

"Not good!"

He secretly said that it was not good, and he wanted to roar low, let the masters in the [Qinglong Temple] know, and rush to save him.

But when he turned his head.

A huge Buddha body appeared in his eyes, and the huge Buddha body shrouded his mind, making him unable to make a sound in surprise.

"Is this a Buddha?"

He muttered as he spoke.

It's just that when his words fell, the big Buddha slapped a palm and landed in his heart.

Under that palm,'

Abbot Fude's heart was shattered, but his face was filled with a look that was both incredible and infinitely yearning.

Buddha

Tantric people are also practicing Buddhas, and it is a privilege for them to see Buddhas.

So there is yearning in his eyes.

thump

The body fell to the ground.

The man in the black robe walked up to Abbot Fude and examined the breath on the other party's body.

Slowly remove the black cloth.

Under the moonlight, I saw that the other party's eyes were like stars, his lips were red and his teeth were white, his face was as beautiful as a girl, and his expression was gentle and his demeanor was chic.

Monk Wuhua received the [Tripitaka of Life and Death] given by Su Chen, combined with his own views on Buddhism and martial arts, as well as his own pursuit and life perception in his previous life, he quickly comprehended some of the essence of the [Tripitaka of Life and Death].

Then he came to [Qinglong Temple] and became a guest monk who lived temporarily.

During this period of time in [Qinglong Temple], he condensed his divine momentum and stepped into the sea to concentrate.

I received a letter from Zhuge Zheng.

He started to do it.

The first person to choose to kill is the abbot of [Qinglong Temple], Master Fude.

Master Fu of [Qinglong Temple], although his strength is only the nine tribulations of heaven and man, he has the greatest power.

It is rumored that he was chosen by the senior monks of the [Qinglong Temple].

When he got the letter, he came to the back mountain with the abbot of Huijue.

Just met.

He didn't do it at the first time, but came step by step and appeared in front of the other party.

And the illusion was cast for the first time.

Let the monk Fude have mental problems.

And killed him with illusions.

That's why Monk Fude died so strangely.

Illusion kills, it's terrifying.

The condensed divine power of the flower is combined with Dongying's illusion.

"The three presiding Dharma kings, one person still needs to be left, and the other two also need to be dealt with tonight."

He glanced at Abbot Fude, closed the black cloth he had picked up, and turned to leave.

【Seiryuji Temple】East Temple,

In a meditation room.

【Qinglong Temple】One of the three major presiding kings, the treasure to the Dharma King.

The scriptures are being recited at this moment.

Suddenly, the window of the meditation room opened, and a breeze blew in, and the candlelight flickered in the meditation room.

Reciting the Sutra Treasure until His Holiness stopped the scripture, got up, and slowly walked to the window.

At this time, several strong winds appeared, instantly attacking all the acupoints of the Venerable King of Baozhi.

His Holiness changed his complexion.

He wanted to make a sound, but a strong wind hit his dumb hole.

A black figure slowly pushed open the door of the meditation room, walked in, slowly closed the window of the meditation room, raised his palm, and a suction force appeared, placing the treasure of the acupoint in the place where he was reciting the scriptures.

Cross your knees for each other.

Bow slightly to each other.

A finger was pointed out in the middle of the finger, and the energy in the finger exploded, piercing the other party's heart.

After bowing slightly, he exited the meditation room.

Another place.

In a practice room.

The topless Tian Yuan Dharma King was dancing his fists, and a punch was blasted out, and his energy was like a wave, constantly hitting the practice pillar in front of him.

Feet on the ground, the ground trembling.

A rumbling sound is formed.

There were no other monks around, just him.

The cultivation method of the Tianyuan Dharma King is one of the three great masters of the [Qinglong Temple] [Fudo Ming King Sutra], a kind of physical cultivation exercise, cultivation is a great achievement, you can display the immovable Ming Wang Gangqi, protect the body, let the other party strike, if I do not move the Ming King.

Rumble!

The punch was like thunder, and the sound exploded.

The qi and blood are tumbling all over the body, and the rolling qi and blood and true qi are constantly blending together.

The Tian Yuan Dharma King was working hard to cultivate, wanting to use the interaction of blood qi and true qi to allow him to transform into a sea of dantian.

Once the dantian turns into the sea, the power of his immovable Ming Wang Jin will become stronger.

Not only does his own defense improve his Gang Qi, but his physical body can also be continuously washed and beaten with a massive amount of True Qi, bursting out with stronger punch power.

suddenly

The door of the meditation room opened, and a black figure rushed out.

The figure appeared.

In an instant, a Dongying long knife appeared behind him, and as soon as the long knife was held, it was slashed out in an instant.

Slash against the wind.

The knife technique is fierce and domineering.

"Look for death!"

Seeing this, the Tianyuan Dharma King snorted coldly, and the energy of his whole body soared, and his body was like a tiger, and he punched out.

The fist was like King Kong, and the air was blasted by this punch.

The energy collided with the long knife.

Peng!

The punch is slashed open, and the blade is slashed on top of the opponent's fist.

The fist is like King Kong, and the blade only leaves a scar on the opponent's fist.

The Tian Yuan Dharma King's face showed a hideous look, and he retracted his fist and was about to strike again, but the opponent's long knife suddenly rotated, and a ray of light reflected in his eyes.

His eyes closed instantly.

When he opened his eyes again, his eyes froze

At this time, silver flying rings spun in front of him, making his eyes unable to see anything clearly for a while.

Laugh at!

In this moment.

A finger was on his brow.

rumble

A wave of energy instantly rushed into his eyebrows, and the Heavenly Yuan Dharma King fell to the ground in a stunned expression.

The figure of Wuhua fell, looking at the corpse on the ground.

"The remaining strength of the Zhiyuan Dharma King is in the Dantian Huahai, it may not be so easy to make a move, so let's leave the other party's life first!"

After Wuhua finished speaking, his figure quickly disappeared.