Turn back the clock to a quarter of an hour ago.

……

The Xiqiong Mountains are exceptionally quiet at night, and a few lonely cicadas that have survived until late autumn are hoarsely screaming, trying to catch the tail of summer.

"Jingle Bell...... Jingle ......"

Suddenly, a crisp horse bell drowned out the cicada's chirping, and at the end of the solemn sheep intestine path, a mule swayed over.

On the back of the mule sat a dark-skinned monk who looked quite powerful.

This mage is good at riding, I saw that he was holding a bowl in his right hand and a copper cymbal in his left hand, his eyes were slightly closed, and his body followed the steps of the mule, swaying back and forth, looking very chic and casual.

"Jingle Bell...... Jingle ......"

The horse's bell gradually faded away, and the monk passed by a locust tree, and suddenly the bark cracked, and he opened an eye.

The eyes glanced at the little mage, and then closed them again.

It knows that this black-faced monk is a monk of the Dayuan Temple in the east of the Xiqiong Mountains, as if it is called a light seal, and often takes the alms, walks in the mountains, and preaches the Dharma. 【Chapter 85】

It's also an old acquaintance in the mountains.

As for rushing in the middle of the night? It's not unusual.

The practice of begging is a method of cultivating Buddhism, and it is also a kind of red dust experience.

It is normal to sleep outside for dozens of days.

This light-seal monk will go into the mountains to beg for food and practice once a month, and it is very common to rush in the middle of the night.

The melodious sound of horse bells echoes in the mountains, as if warning the mountain spirits and reminding night walkers.

I don't know how long it had been, but the mule stopped and looked up at the lone peak across the mountain.

The lonely peak is very high, and the weathered and peeled rock face looks like a sculpture on a tethered horse pile.

"Amitabha!"

Seeing this, the monk of Guangyin folded his hands and bowed to the Buddha without saying a word.

He knew that there were many spirits in the mountains, and the walls had ears.

I also know that in the early years, the mountains were very clean, and everything was thanks to the protection of the sacred beast.

Until a year ago, a demon Dao came to the mountain, and everything changed.

"Pull up the mountain!"

An order that seemed to be an ordinary exhortation made the Guangyin monk stunned, and he didn't react for a while, and looked at the mule with a stunned face.

"The meaning of the holy and the holy ......"

"The time has come, pull out the mountain!"

The mule said again, his eyes were always across the emerald green sea, looking at the lonely peak not far away, and the complex light flashed in his dark eyes.

Who is the mule?

It is the cow sealed in the Mantou Mountain.

In order to break free from the seal, it paid a terrible price.

It sold itself to the Daenji.

As long as the Great Yuan Temple rescues it, it will not only obtain the size of the Tiangang Method, but also obtain the effectiveness of a demon who has been cultivated for thousands of years.

Of course, there is a time limit for this effect, and it is only a thousand years, and it is not a catastrophe, so it will not be attacked.

In order to implement the plan, it attached itself to the body of a mule, carried the monk of the light seal, and walked in the mountains day after day, in order to paralyze the eyes of the old road of Mingchen arranged in the mountains.

For this reason, when the plan was implemented, he did not mention it to the monk Guangyin.

For fear that he would be too excited and show his feet.

Until now.

"It's-"

As he guessed, the Light Seal Monk couldn't hide his excitement, and it took a while before he came back to his senses.

He took a deep breath, said no more, sat cross-legged on the side of the road, his pores dilated, his soul out of his body, and he took the shelter of Yuan Qi to turn into a yang god who was not afraid of the sun and yin.

"Great!"

With a low shout, the Light Seal Divine Soul suddenly swelled up, and it grew bigger and bigger, and almost in the blink of an eye, it pierced the forest canopy, comparable to the hills.

The mule looked at the spirits that were blowing up, and his expression was solemn.

Although he used the method of refining the god and controlling the qi to see that the seal was broken through the Lonely Peak here, he was not completely sure whether the Light Seal Yang God could pull out the Lonely Peak.

In a trance, the Light Seal Divine Soul had already blown up to three hundred feet, even taller than the lonely peak.

The hill that separated them had become a step of light at this moment.

"Boom—"

The light seal moved the footprints, and the Yang God entity fell on the hillside, and suddenly shook the thousand mountains.

I don't know how many people got up in horror and looked around.

The old willow tree at the entrance of Wabeizhuang Village suddenly transformed into the spirit of Liu Huaichun, and looked at the giant in the mountain with a shocked face.

After a while, I remembered to offer incense and pray to the immortal.

Behind her, the village was even more boiling.

I don't know how many villagers poured out of their homes, and without asking each other, they saw a huge giant monk standing in the sky and the earth, standing between the mountains and mountains, like a god descending to earth.

"Then, isn't that the Light Seal Monk?"

The villagers were shaken by the gods, and soon recognized the giant, and they were terrified.

Some people were prostrate on the ground, clasped their hands together, and muttered prayers.

Erya, who had been entrusted by Mo Chuan to a good family in the village, was also in the crowd, looking at the elephant as big as a mountain with a shocked face.

In the kneeling of the villagers, they saw the light seal hugging the lonely peak with their arms, and their teeth were bitten, which was to pull out the mountain!

"Hum—"

Unexpectedly, at this moment, countless talismans shone from the surface of the lone peak, shining like stars, reflecting each other with the stars in the sky.

This is exactly the Heavenly Master's Talisman, and it is still the most numerous—nine sets!

In fact, the limits of Mo Chuan's mastery are three sets.

If the number is stacked, not only will the power not increase, but it will also interfere with each other.

At present, the nine sets are just ingenious works, with three layers inside and outside.

Seeing this scene, the incarnation of the bull - the mule, his eyes were calm, not sad or happy.

The long life of the company has given it a lot of means.

The old thief of Mingchen arranged a magic circle on this life gate, which was completely within his expectations, and he had already planned it.

"Amitabha!"

Now that it has been exposed, the light seal monk simply no longer hides, proclaims a Buddha name, suddenly opens his eyes, such as angry eyes King Kong, his hands are sealed, and he crushes a bone relic, in exchange for the blessing of Buddhism, and the truth in his mouth is endless:

"Om, scattered, bearded, samba......"

The sound of the Buddha rises, and the palm of the Buddha falls.

This is the mantra of the times.

"The Sutra of Amitayus" has clouds: Illuminate everything with the light of wisdom, so that the three Tu are separated, and the supreme power is obtained, which is why the name of this Bodhisattva is the great trend.

"Boom—"

The Buddha's palm fell, the mountains trembled, and under the traction of the stars, it seemed that even the starry sky trembled.

"Gurgling—"

The outermost layer of the Heavenly Master Su Fu that shrouded the lonely peak burst into flames!

"Suo Po He!"

The light seal recited the mantra again, clapping his palms down, the mountains swayed, and the talisman burst.

'There's one last floor left!' ’

Seeing this, the light seal was overjoyed, and he didn't dare to get carried away, and continued to chant the mantra, and he wanted to cast the magic seal again.

"Phew! Do you dare to release demons privately, is this to be the enemy of the world? ”

A cry of rage came.

The cow's face was expressionless, and when he followed the prestige, he saw several streamers flying from the sky.

When the flight approached, there were four Taoists.

If Mo Chuan was present, he would be surprised to find that he knew three of these four people.

They are Wei Lai's master Xiao Daoyuan;

Ling Jingge, Shen Anfeng;

Daolu Division is right and Wanqiu Yuan!

As for the last man, it was an old man in tattered clothes.

If you ask why the four of them came suddenly?

This is no coincidence.

It turned out that the Daolu Division's investigation of Mo Chuan had not stopped, and it had already found Xiao Daoyuan and Shen Anfeng.

I want to learn more from them.

However, they were already convinced in their hearts that Mo Chuan was a disciple of Kunlun, how could they tell others about the opportunity to share profits for no reason?

That's why there is an entanglement between the four people.

It wasn't until Guangyin angrily pulled out the mountains and alarmed Xiao Daoyuan and Shen Anfeng, who had secretly set up secret whistles on the periphery, that they had to rush in.

"This is the holy beast of the Buddhist gate of my Dayuan Temple, what is the intention of you to obstruct it, is it not to start a war against the Buddhist gate?"

Before Xiao Daoyuan and the others approached, dozens of figures flew out of the mountain.

If you look closely, it is the senior monk of Dayuan Temple, who has already moved into the nest.

"Do it, don't be distracted!"

The Ox Avatar glanced at it, and then said to the Light Seal Flesh Body.

Hearing this, the Light Seal Divine Soul no longer hesitated, chanted a mantra loudly, sealed his hands, and smashed it down.

(End of chapter)