What exactly is going to do in Cihang Temple, there is no point in guessing at home, just look at it and know it.

Du Wen planned to do so, and so did Xia Yanzhen.

Is Master Tzu Hang back?

Okay, let's go see if it's the deity, and if it is, the task will be completed in no time.

Early the next morning.

The spring light is just right, located in a corner of the imperial city, covering an area of a small area outside the Cihang Temple, crowded with people, very lively.

A large number of devotees gathered here, waiting to hear the teachings of Master Tzu Hang.

There are not many opportunities like this in these years.

A short time later, there was a sound of gongs outside.

A group of men and horses came, the armored guards in front opened the way, and in the middle of the tall horse, sat a majestic middle-aged man.

It's none other than Du Wen.

When the master arrived, the crowd naturally parted.

Du Wen rode all the way to the gate of the temple, and the welcoming monk looked at the amazing Du Wen and barely smiled.

"Lord Du......"

"Why, isn't the Guru welcoming me to the lectures?" Du Wen's tone was light, but the words he said weighed a thousand catties.

The two sides fought, but when they "saw each other", they were still smiling.

The little welcoming monk naturally couldn't bear Du Wen's heart-wrenching words.

A little bit of inappropriate response, no need to make a move, Cihang Temple itself has to say.

Du Wen is the one who fights with Master Cihang.

Where is it difficult to get the welcome monk?

If you do this, what if Du Wen's subordinates don't give face to Master Cihang another day?

Everyone unleashes imps on each other and disgusting people?

The little ghosts are not stupid, and they are all unlucky in the end.

"Don't dare, don't dare ......" The welcoming monk immediately retreated to the side.

He just needs to block it a little bit to show his attitude.

The welcoming monk retreated, and Du Wen rode his horse directly into Cihang Temple, and the believers outside were immediately dissatisfied.

Buddhism is a pure place, even if you are a master, it is not easy to ride a horse in, right?

Complaints rang out.

Du Wen was not polite, he glanced back directly, his eyes were like electricity, and a deep and incomparably coercive pressure emanated from him.

The crowd of believers immediately fell silent.

Du Wen's gaze seemed to have turned into a big mountain, firmly pressing on everyone's hearts, making it difficult for them to breathe and unable to speak.

Du Wen is obviously a monk with unfathomable strength.

"Hmph."

Seeing that all the believers were quiet, Du Wencai snorted and rode his horse into the Cihang Temple.

He didn't like them at all.

If you have money to supply Cihang Temple, why don't you supply it to the imperial court?

A bunch of idiots who don't know what to call it.

and so on to completely solve the Cihang Temple, these people all raided the house!

High in the air, Tiamat looked at Du Wen and said, "This person is very strong. ”

"How strong?"

"Just the aura that I emitted just now, I'm afraid it's a little stronger than the original Dryad......" Tiamat preliminarily judged Du Wen's strength.

The Dream Apostle is constantly experiencing a variety of different worlds.

It can barely be divided by several steps.

If the world you are in does not have a cultivation system with a clear realm level, it will be difficult to divide it.

can only be compared with the "predecessors" and have a relatively clear understanding of strength.

"Dryad? It's not strong. Xia Yanzhen said, "Wait for Master Cihang to come out." ”

"Hmm."

Tiamat continued to hide in the sky.

Despite its size, it is difficult to detect.

As for Xia Yanzhen, if a monk like Du Wen swept through with his divine sense, even if he could sweep Tiamat, he wouldn't be able to sweep him.

Coming to the square of the Daxiong Treasure Hall in the temple, Du Wencai dismounted.

A platform has been erected in the square.

There were a lot of futons in front of the platform, and there were already many people sitting on the futons.

Compared with ordinary believers outside, the status of the people who come here to listen to the scriptures is much higher.

There is no shortage of dignitaries.

Seeing Du Wen coming here, these people were very surprised, they went up to say hello, they didn't say hello, they didn't say hello, they were quite embarrassed.

Du Wen didn't embarrass them, got off the horse and stood beside him, posing as if no one was allowed to enter.

When the others saw Du Wen's appearance, they breathed a sigh of relief slightly, and they were also silent in place.

Soon, with a burst of Sanskrit sounds, a team of monks came out.

There were sixteen people in total, divided into two rows, and a jeweled old monk was clustered in the middle.

The old monk was thin and thin, with two white eyebrows hanging down, sunken cheeks, and no wrinkles on his face.

This person is Master Cihang, an old man who is over 100 years old, and a highly respected Buddhist master.

Without squinting, Master Cihang came to the audience and sat down, surrounded by a group of disciples and Sanskrit, and without saying any opening remarks, he immediately opened his mouth and began to chant the sutras.

His voice combined with the Sanskrit sounds formed by the chanting of the disciples around him, and it was transmitted outside the temple, so that the believers outside could also hear it.

Although they didn't understand it at all, they listened to it with a fascination on their faces.

The same goes for the devotees inside the temple.

Including the few people around Du Wen, the expressions on their faces gradually changed.

Only Du Wen was unaffected, his gaze did not fall on Master Cihang's body, but continued to flow on the disciples around him.

After a while, Du Wen's heart was settled.

That's right!

Master Tzu Hang didn't come back!

These people in front of you are fakes.

Cihang Master Du Wen couldn't see the flaws, but these disciples, Du Wen could see it.

They are not the people who usually follow Guru Tzu Hang.

This is just a scene arranged by Cihang Temple, in order to stabilize people's hearts.

"In that case......

After determining this, Du Wen was ready to move.

There are not many opportunities like this, and he has to seize them!

Du Wen was a decisive person, and after making up his mind, he began to prepare, and his mana secretly circulated.

"Do you want to do it?"

High in the air, Tiamat asked.

"Don't worry, let's see what this Du Taishi does." Xia Yan was really not in a hurry.

I can't be sure if this Master Cihang is real or not, so it's better to see what Du Wen will do.

Someone takes the lead, which is naturally a good thing.

As he was talking, Du Wen in the square suddenly erupted: "Demon! Dare to pretend to be Master Cihang! ”

As he shouted, he stepped forward and threw a punch.

A huge golden fist formed in an instant, falling from the sky and smashing towards Master Cihang.

The shout wasn't a reminder.

The sound is like the sound of a bell, and it is like a thunderbolt exploding in the ears, making people spin around, not knowing the east, west, north and south.

Du Wen broke off his drink, and the Sanskrit sound suddenly stopped.

The sixteen disciples around Master Cihang staggered, and a few of them spat blood directly from their mouths.

Seeing that the huge golden fist was about to smash Master Cihang and his disciples into a piece of flesh.

Master Cihang pushed up with his backhand.

There was also a flash of golden light on his body, and he stubbornly resisted the falling fist, and not only that, but Master Cihang also stood up with his fist.

The platform under his feet was not damaged in the slightest.

This scene surprised Du Wen.

In addition to Master Cihang in Cihang Temple, there are even masters who can compete with him?

No, could it be that he was deceived?

This is Guru Tzu Hang, not an impostor?

Is this a bureau set up by Cihang Temple to deal with him?

Thinking like electricity, Du Wen understands that the matter has come to this point, and he has no other way but to kill the "Master Cihang" in front of him and take the matter of impersonating the demon as real in order to break the situation.

That's good!

Originally, compared to drugged the "medicine man" used by Master Cihang's cultivation, which was both a conspiracy and a conspiracy, Du Wen still preferred the current straightforwardness!

His cultivation is the art of killing soldiers.

This cultivation method does not improve the life expectancy much, even if you practice to the legendary realm, you can live for two hundred years is considered a long life.

But he is good at killing, and his killing power is enough to be comparable to the sword cultivation that is the best at killing in the way of cultivating immortals.

Du Wen practiced the art of killing, and he was also like fire and soldiers.

The current scene even secretly suited his mind.

"It seems that Lord Du Shi has gone mad and has fallen into the devil's way! No wonder I did something to poison the lay disciples of my Cihang Temple, and Lao Qu had no choice but to do the right thing for the heavens. Master Cihang also made an excuse for himself, and said loudly.

Du Wen didn't bother to answer.

Poisoning is indeed poisoning.

But are those people lay disciples of your Cihang Monastery?

It's just a medicine man who has settled down in your Cihang Demon Monk and will assist in cultivation in the future.

Du Wen formed a golden armor on his body and went straight to Master Cihang.

Whoever wins the two will tell the truth.

In an instant, Du Wen appeared at Master Cihang's side, and a huge fist slammed into his head.

A terrifying wave of qi poured out, and all the surrounding disciples were blown away, and those believers were also blown to the ground.

Guru Tzu Hang did not dodge or dodge, put his hands together and pushed forward.

Like Du Wen, he also became golden.

However, Du Wen is a golden armor, and Master Cihang is a Buddhist golden body.

Palms and fists collided, and a huge sound resounded over the imperial city.

The platform under the feet of the two of them shattered instantly, and a pile of sawdust flew all over the sky.

Du Wen's punch was blocked, and another punch, between the lightning and flint, had already landed on Master Cihang's forehead.

Master Tzu Hang jerked back and took ten steps back.

Each step leaves a deep footstep on the ground.

The force of the vibration spread outward as he stepped back.

The scope of Cihang Temple is okay, but the more you go outside, the more it looks like a dragon turning over, and some less sturdy houses collapse directly.

Hit in the head with a punch, Master Cihang fell into the downwind, his forehead shattered, and cracks spread to his entire face.

It was like a shattered carapace.

Blood flowed, and it was clear that the injuries were not light.

Du Wen did not take advantage of the victory to pursue.

He stood there and looked at his left hand.

It was this punch that broke through Master Cihang's golden body just now, but a hole appeared inexplicably on Du Wen's armor.

A small bloody hole was pierced on his hand, and the black aura spread along the wound, and it had already reached the upper part of Du Wen's arm.

With his mana, he couldn't suppress it!

"You, sure enough, are demons!"

Du Wen was shocked and angry, this kind of poison could not be cultivated by a Terran cultivator.

And he was pretty sure that Master Tzu Hang didn't use any magic weapons.

The demon monk turned out to be really a demon monk!

"Lord Du Shi is really completely enchanted." Master Cihang sighed, his tone was compassionate, but there was a strange smile on his face.

The people around him had long since passed out and died, and no one could see his expression.

He is not only a demon, but also an extremely rare two-headed scorpion!

Inherently xenogeneous.

After the cultivation is successful, one soul and two bodies, the Cihang Master who is wandering outside is him, and the Cihang Master here is also him.

There is no distinction between true and false.

Even if Du Wen tried his best to kill him, the other Cihang would not be affected.

Not only that, but this one will be resurrected!

Only when both are killed in a short period of time will Master Tzu Hang really die.

You're designing me.

But isn't my Master Tzu Hang designing you, waiting for you to get in?

I have calculated your calculations.

From the very beginning, Du Wen was doomed!

With a sly smile, Master Cihang stepped forward and was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue.

It doesn't matter if he and Du Wen die together.

At this moment, a great sense of crisis erupted.

A black sword with a ferocious aura appeared above Master Cihang's head, and the owner holding the sword stabbed down.

The blade easily pierced through the already destroyed carapace, piercing through most of Master Cihang's body.

Xia Yanzhen took advantage of the situation.

The smirk on Master Cihang's face didn't have time to disappear completely, and he was split in half.

He calculated Du Wen, but he couldn't calculate that Xia Yan really existed.

(End of chapter)