The voice of the old monk echoed in the temple, like Hong Zhong Da Lu, quite a thought-provoking and soul-shaking feeling.

Li Daoxuan folded his hands and bowed, and said: "This master, the Bodhisattva in my eyes, is naturally a treasure and solemn, compassionate, like the blue sky and white sun, starry night and moonlight, let me wait for good life to admire!" ”

He lied and didn't make a draft at all, he just opened his mouth.

When the old monk heard this, he sighed lightly and said, "If the heart is not sincere, the law will not work, please go back." ”

Li Daoxuan said with a smile: "Thanks to the blessing of the Bodhisattva, my lady can conceive an heir, and I came here this time to repay my vows to the lady, not only to donate some merit money, but also to cross the golden body for the Bodhisattva to show respect." ”

The old monk lowered his head and couldn't see his face clearly.

"Amitabha, the donor might as well wait for the order room to give birth to an heir, and then come and repay the vow."

While he turned around, Li Daoxuan opened his heavenly eyes and quietly looked at the Guanyin statue and the old monk.

What surprised him was that there was nothing wrong with the statue, not only was there no monster possessed, but there was even a faint layer of golden light circulating, which was the divine power of incense.

Li Daoxuan has seen the statue of Tsing Yi Niangniang, and the statue of Niangniang has such a rich incense power, which is a hundred times brighter than the statue of Guanyin in front of him, like a big sun, and you can see the aura of aura across hundreds of zhang.

There is nothing wrong with this idol, but the incense power on its body does not seem to be much, only a thin layer.

According to Li Daoxuan's understanding, although the temple has only been built for five or six years, it is very effective, so the perennial incense is endless, and it should not be the only one with this incense power.

When Li Daoxuan's gaze fell on the old monk, his pupils condensed slightly.

A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The truth of the Guanyin Temple appeared in his mind like a cloud, and at the same time, anger ignited in his heart.

What a ...... Send the child Guanyin Temple!

"Why hasn't the donor left?"

Seeing that Li Daoxuan was not moving, the old monk began to urge.

"No hurry, I want to ask the master a question first."

Li Daoxuan stepped forward, playing with the folding fan in his hand, but his eyes were a little indifferent, staring at the old monk's eyes.

"This temple is extremely effective, there must be many dignitaries and nobles who are believers in the temple, in this case, why has this Bodhisattva not crossed the golden body until now?"

The old monk's eyebrows were lowered, and he couldn't see clearly.

Li Daoxuan sneered and said, "Could it be that those dignitaries are very stingy?" I don't think so, maybe there's another possibility......"

Li Daoxuan's voice gradually became cold.

"That is, your temple, just take care of it, no matter if it is born, they can conceive, but they may not be able to give birth!"

The old monk raised his head abruptly and stared at Li Daoxuan, the compassion and Zen in his eyes all gone, replaced by an almost evil look.

He got up, closed the door of the Guanyin Temple, and plugged in the door.

"Donor, who are you?"

Li Daoxuan let out a long laugh, his voice full of sarcasm.

"Why not Amitabha?"

"Actually, I'm really curious, what is the experience of a monster, wearing a robe, reciting Buddhist scriptures, and worshipping Guanyin?"

Hearing Li Daoxuan's words, the old monk finally removed all disguises, and his body began to expand rapidly, shattering his robe, revealing bronze muscles like steel and iron bones, with smooth and distinct lines, and large tendons like dragons and snakes, full of a sense of power.

It was just a breath of time, and the old monk became a little giant with a height of more than a zhang and muscles like a coiled dragon.

"The donor slanders the poor monk like this, can you know that the Buddha is in front of King Kong, and there are also demons and angry eyes?"

His voice exploded like thunder, shaking the entire Guanyin Temple and falling dust.

Li Daoxuan laughed and said: "It's really a boiled duck with a hard mouth, since you refuse to show your original form, then the poor road will show your original form!" ”

After that, a palm-sized sword box flew out of his arms and floated in front of Li Daoxuan's eyes.

He lightly touched it with a folding fan, and said lightly: "Jian Yi, Chixiao!" ”

Listening to the sound of a sword, a red light flew out of the sword box, and the fierce sword qi swept the entire Guanyin Temple, and the candle in front of the shrine was suddenly extinguished, and then broken into dozens of pieces, and the incision was as smooth as a mirror.

Chixiao swished towards the old monk, like a long rainbow through the sun, unstoppable.

The old monk didn't expect Li Daoxuan to be so sharp as soon as he made a move, and the flying sword technique was as fast as lightning, and he couldn't dodge it at all.

In a hurry, the old monk could only rely on his demon body, he folded his hands together, and with a bang, he clamped on the Chixiao sword, wanting to subdue this flying sword with a pair of fleshy palms.

Clang!

The flying sword and his hands rubbed blazing sparks, and the blade of the sword rotated rapidly like a spinning top under the control of Li Daoxuan, and the red sword light cut through the flesh and skin of the old monk, and the sharp sword qi made blood splash everywhere.

The old monk's face changed drastically, and there was a look of horror in his eyes.

Li Daoxuan made a move just now, and he saw that the other party was only a Yin God Realm cultivator, which was comparable to himself, so he didn't worry too much, and even wanted to kill the other party in order to keep the secret of the Guanyin Temple.

But now he realizes that he couldn't have been more wrong!

This red flying sword is really too powerful, I'm afraid it's a top-grade magic weapon!

Even the demon body he was proud of couldn't shake its edge head-on.

At the critical moment, the old monk tilted his head.

Sou!

The Chixiao Sword slashed his left ear, and then pierced through the roof of the Guanyin Temple, straight into the sky.

A blood-colored remnant sun shone through the hole in the roof and shone on the old monk's body, as if to foreshadow his impending fate.

Escape!

With just one move, the old monk realized the huge gap between himself and the other party, he had long heard that there were two kinds of people in the Dao Sect who could not be provoked, one was the Taoist priest who knew Lei Fa, and the other was the sword cultivator.

Sword cultivators, unparalleled in killing, and extremely decisive in character, jealous and hateful, ordinary monsters encounter them, even if they surrender and admit defeat, it is difficult to save their lives.

Rumble!

The muscles on the old monk's legs suddenly exploded, swelling several times at once, and he stepped on the green bricks and ran towards the outside of the temple like a wild beast.

He didn't even go through the door, but ran to the nearest wall, apparently trying to smash it and escape.

Li Daoxuan didn't look like he wanted to pursue, but unhurriedly put a folding fan on the sword box and said, "Sword two, white dragon." ”

As soon as the words fell, a snow-white sword light flew out of the dragon yin sword box, turning into countless sword wires like spider webs, deeply piercing the old monk's body, making his running body suddenly stop, and the red blood continued to ooze out along the sword wire.

The old monk let out a heart-rending scream, but he didn't dare to struggle at all, his face was covered with sweat.

I saw that under the remnant sun, all the joints of his body were pierced by the white dragon sword wire, and in the criss-crossing sword web, he was like a marionette, or a mosquito in a spider web.

"Still in its original form?"

Li Daoxuan walked forward, and the dragon sword box floated around him.

The old monk looked at the palm-sized sword box, his eyes full of horror.

"You only saw Sword One and Sword Two, in the sword box of Poor Dao, up to Sword Nine, each sword has a different effect, such as this white dragon sword, which can remove all the bones in your body, so that your so-called demon body can't even stand up."

"Some can burn you in flames, some can freeze your soul into ice slag, oh yes, and a sword, it has a very obedient personality, and it likes to kill monsters the most, that is, a thousand knives, a full three thousand six hundred swords, will make you die......"

Li Daoxuan continued to tell lies and intimidate the old monk.

In fact, he only has these two swords in his Dragon Yin Sword Case.

Hearing Li Daoxuan's words, the old monk was already scared to the extreme, even if he died, he didn't want to endure this kind of torture.

"Sword Immortal spare your life, Sword Immortal spare your life!"

"I'm now, I'm in my original form!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his body gradually changed, his cheeks became longer and darker, black hair grew on his body, and four legs appeared, which turned out to be a ...... Horse Demon.

Li Daoxuan stepped forward and looked at him coldly.

"So, it's not Guanyin who sent the son, but you, the horse demon."

"The women are not carrying the children of their husbands...... It's yours! ”

Thank you Yulong Zhenjun for the five thousand reward, thank you for the one hundred reward that this nickname will not be repeated, hissing w, than the heart!

Today's New Year, I have to accompany my family, these two words are not many, please forgive me~

Finally, I wish you all a Happy New Year, an auspicious Year of the Rabbit, peace and health, and all the best!

(End of chapter)