Inside the house.

Yang Liu's figure turned, sat down again, and looked at the old monk in front of him, the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

"Old monk, your little apprentice is not beaten."

Yang Liu was a little surprised by Qingshan's arrival, she knew a long time ago that the three generations of disciples of Feilai Peak had gone to Wanliu City, where they would fight with the geniuses of the younger generation of the Demon Domain.

It's just that he suddenly came to Lingyin Temple today, and as soon as he made a move, he left no room for it, and Yang Liu subconsciously thought that the sect was unwilling to have any reconciliation with Lingyin Temple.

Instead of compromise, it is better to kill happily.

The expression of the delusional monk did not change in the slightest, as if the person who died outside was just a person who had nothing to do with the Lingyin Temple.

From the time he came here, personally stopped Yang Liu, and then acquiesced to Yuanzhen's move, it represented the attitude of Lingyin Temple.

The delirious monk looked at the demonic man outside the house, and said lightly: "It turned out to be the head of the Tang Dynasty Demon Hunting Division, since you are here, then don't leave."

The words fell.

The wind and clouds outside the house changed suddenly, and three bright rays of light rose in the sky in four directions of the courtyard, and then, in the eyes of everyone, four simple Buddhist magic weapons appeared.

A Xuanhuang flag.

A quaint bell.

A scripture book.

A glass bottle.

The moment these four Buddha treasures were lifted into the air, the entire courtyard seemed to be shrouded in a dark yellow golden light.

Bursts of visible ripples washed through the field.

"Qingshan, this is the Buddha Gate Vajra Four Arrays, don't use your spiritual power, otherwise you will be eliminated by the formation, and your cultivation will regress to the realm!"

As soon as this formation came out, Lin Ying's face changed drastically, and he shouted towards Qingshan.

He was older, had traveled to the Spirit Wilderness for many years, and liked to study formations, so he naturally recognized the formations arranged by Hui Ke.

As long as you are trapped in it, you can easily not use spiritual power, otherwise you will inevitably be drained of spiritual power by the Buddha treasure.

This formation was originally used by Buddhism to subdue demons and subdue demons, and it was not easy to use.

The disciples of the Buddha are not good at fighting, and their personal combat power cannot be compared with the sword cultivation of Sword Immortal City, the martial arts of Qingdi City, and the law cultivation of Taoism, so over the years, they have often fought in formations.

In the middle of the field, Qingshan was expressionless, standing quietly in the courtyard.

The night star in the sky looked relaxed, looked at the young monk in front of him, and chuckled, "This is your plan? Or is it your uncle's plan?"

His voice was not loud, but the countless disciples in the entire courtyard could hear it clearly, so the faces of the two people showed different expressions.

The disciples of Lingyin Temple were already miserable because of Yuanzhen's death, and at this moment, everyone showed a relieved smile, as soon as the Vajra Array came out, who in the world could escape.

Even if Qingshan was a genius on the first day in the world, he couldn't stop those four Buddha treasures, and some people had even imagined the scene of cultivating those people into confinement and escorting them to the precept hall.

The Dao Sect disciples on the other side were like ashes, and a few of them wanted to use their spiritual power as soon as the big array came out, but they were instantly pulled by an extremely powerful force, and the spiritual power in their bodies flowed like water bursting the embankment.

What made them even more desperate was that the holders of the four Buddha treasures appeared, and the Buddha light in the sky all showed the strength of their cultivation.

Hui Ke's face was expressionless, and he said, "I originally thought that the Dao Sect should be a certain hall master, but I didn't expect you to come here."

Night Xingchen sighed and said complainingly, "No way, work hard, and be called everywhere you go."

Regarding Ye Xingchen's words, Hui Ke just sighed, and then asked in an indifferent tone, "That Son of Heaven of the Tang Dynasty, knows that you are here?"

Ye Xingchen shook his head and said, "I don't know, Your Majesty can't know that your Lingyin Temple has laid out such a big situation, a highest-ranking patriarch, a first seat, and three patriarch spirits, this kind of courage is very great."

Lin Ying in the courtyard looked sluggish, and the content of the conversation between the two had already made him lose his ability to think.

All the way to Xizhou, Lingyin Temple has the highest seniority, and the cultivation realm is already the pinnacle of the world's bitter monk passed away, and the first person in the lecture hall died, what shocked Lin Ying even more was that the ancestor of Buddhism represented the strong cultivators who had lived for thousands of years, and any of them could cause a sensation in the spiritual wilderness.

And in just one month, Lingyin Temple actually lost so much.

Lin Ying muttered, "With such a handiwork, what is the big deal that Lingyin Temple is asking for?"

Qingshan's face was very calm, and he was not half moved by such shocking news, as if there was nothing in the whole world that could make him feel emotional.

It's not that the situation done by Lingyin Temple is not big enough, it's just that in Qingshan's heart, he always remembers some of the things that the uncle often says on weekdays in the small mountain village.

"This world is the size of a palm, what can be a big deal."

At that time, Qingshan had not yet practiced, and he felt a little braggadocio about his uncle's tone, what is the world's big palm, he has to walk a day's mountain road to go to the town to drink, this is still called a big palm.

It wasn't until he went up the mountain alone and entered the Taoist sect that he understood a little.

In this world, it's still a big palm.

Three worlds, Demon Domain, Demon Domain, and Middle-earth.

A few holy places, and then some cultivators, this world is composed like this, and you can count them in one slap.

As for the current bureau of Lingyin Temple, in Qingshan's opinion, it is just a matter of a few more shots.

Ye Xingchen looked at the heirs of the two holy lands below, and the expressions of both of them fell into their eyes, and they had another layer of admiration for Shen Yu in their hearts.

This guy fights fiercely, has a weak temperament, and has a lot of women, and now it seems that he has to add an evaluation.

Good vision.

Such a young disciple who is not shocked by changes, and only a character like Shen Yu can be brought into the sect without sticking to one pattern.

On the other hand, Lingyin Temple is already as decaying as a twilight drum, and even Hui Ke, who is the same generation as Shen Yu, has fallen behind a lot.

The Holy Land can be inherited, never by how many strong people of the older generation there are, but by how many young disciples with outstanding experience.

Lingyin Temple naturally knows this, but in the spiritual wilderness, the academy occupies Zhongzhou and has a vast population.

Although Dongzuzhou is small, its population can be compared to that of Central Continent.

To the south, there is the Savage Demon Domain, where the Terran cultivators are struggling to survive.

To the north, no one in the world of the Demon Domain is allowed to enter.

Although Lingyin Temple occupies Xizhou exclusively, everyone in the Lingyin Wilderness knows that this place is barren in resources and sparsely populated, not to mention geniuses who can practice.

For decades, there was only one Hui Ke who could barely compete with several other holy places.

Come to think of it, the layout of Lingyin Temple this time has a reason.

Hui Ke, who controlled the Great Array, had no waves on his face, and said calmly, "You are worthy of being the head of the Tang Demon Hunting Division, your nose looks very smart."

Night Star didn't have the slightest sense of despair in a dead situation, but pointed to the room with a relaxed face, and asked curiously, "Because of her?"

Hui Ke didn't speak.

Ye Xingchen didn't care, he glanced up at Ling Shan, and continued, "Or do you think that Shen Yu guy can really see that person who has been sleeping for thousands of years, you should know that no one can revive him unless he wants to."

Hui Ke looked up and looked at the monk in the room.

From beginning to end, sitting cross-legged at the head of the Dharma Transmission Hall in the room, the Delirium Monk, who was ranked second in the realm of Lingyin Temple, seemed to be ignoring what was happening in the field.

The arrangement of the formation to trap the night stars and Qingshan was all done by Hui Ke.

But everyone knows that without this delusional monk, the four Buddha treasures would not have been born, and the four Vajra magic circles would not have been able to be arranged at all.

Ye Xingchen was also clear, so his gaze was the same as Hui Ke's, and they all converged on this old monk with white hair.

Inside the house.

The monk slowly opened his eyes, ignored everyone's gaze, and just said to the woman in front of him, "Three days later, the old monk will send you into the cave, and then you will know the reason for the matter."

Old monk

's tone was full of indifference, and with a sense of inability to resist, Yang Liu felt a trace of fear for the first time.

"You should have asked me." A voice with some youthful vigor sounded in the courtyard.

Qingshan walked forward, slowly walked into the house, stood in front of Yang Liu, and blocked Uncle Shi behind him.

Yang Liu glanced at Qingshan, who was already a head taller than him, and his eyes lacked a trace of mist.

She clearly remembered that when the young man first came to the Taoist Sect, he was like a beggar and was almost kicked out of the mountain gate.

Now, a few years later, this thin-looking teenager is so tall.

The eyelids of the delirium monk were slightly raised, and he didn't mean to make a move, and it was true, Qingshan was a disciple of the third generation of the Taoist Sect, and he was the first one in the Lingyin Temple Dharma Hall, even if it was the highest Daoxuan real person in the four halls of the Taoist Sect, he was just an equal.

Ye Xingchen looked at Qingshan and couldn't help but scold: "The little guy doesn't know the height of the sky, the little Divine Journey Realm, you really think that you are invincible in the world, and you really think that you are Shen Yu's guy."

Hui Ke's eyes fell on Qingshan, and he felt the light and cloudy appearance, it was really the same as that guy's temperament, God knows how many people in the Spirit Wilderness are learning from that guy now.

Anyway, no matter what realm of enemies he encounters, he will draw his sword and fight, without considering the people in the world who can cross the border and fight, and there is only one Shen Yu.

Hui Ke shook his head and gestured to the old monk behind him.

The next moment, the old monk holding the Xuanhuang flag proclaimed a Buddha name, and then slapped his palms, and suddenly the Buddha's light soared.

The Xuanhuang flag flew in the air against the wind, wrapping itself in the green hills.

"Humph!"

The night star in mid-air sneered, and the next breath disappeared.

Bang!

The gas engine exploded in the southeast direction, revealing two figures, one yellow and one red.

I saw that Hui Ke put his hands together, and his powerful aura blocked the path of Ye Xingchen's advance, and the latter had no choice but to raise his long sword and pick up the qi machine.

At this moment, the Xuanhuang Banner had appeared in front of Qingshan out of thin air, and the huge Xuanhuang Qi enveloped him layer by layer.

Lin Ying in the distance had a solemn expression, and now he was caught in the situation laid down by the Lingyin Temple, and he didn't know the purpose of crossing the delusional monk and Hui Ke.

But with his identity, Lingyin Temple didn't care at all, so what he was seeking must be great.

Seeing that Qingshan was captured by the Buddha Treasure, Lin Ying pulled out his long sword, flew into the house, and said loudly: "Hit the small one, the old one will come, this Lingyin Temple, it's really shameless."