Since the temple was built, the Luohan Monastery has been supported by many believers in Changning County.

The incense has always been endless, even at night, it is brightly lit, and the cigarette smoke is swirling, so it is not magnificent.

However, today's Luohan Monastery seems to be a little too quiet, and many monks are even on guard with sticks, looking like they are in the wind.

Some monks who have already entered the cultivation are holding Dharma weapons and guarding the temple array.

At the slightest move, they will go all out.

If you want to ask why they look the way they are, the corpses of a few small novices lying in the temple courtyard speak for themselves.

The faces of the little novices were black and gray, and their skin was wrinkled, as if they had been sucked by some monster.

Among the monks, a tall monk with a full beard and a tall beard had wide eyes and was full of evil energy.

"Evil obstacles, dare to come again!"

Suddenly, the great monk burst into a shout, and the Zen staff in his hand slammed forward, slamming into a cloud of phantoms not far away.

The phantom's body was roughly human, but its arms were unusually long, dragging it all the way to the ground.

was smashed by this Zen staff, and a large body turned into black smoke and dispersed in the void. After a squeak, it quickly disappeared again.

The great monk watched all this angrily, since the dark sun rose in the sky, there were constantly demons and fierce gods invading the temple.

Although they were heavily defended, there were still casualties.

Now that people are panicking, I am afraid that if this continues, those ordinary monks will collapse first.

"Shinto's intentions are clearly revealed, and it is clear that they want to drive us to a dead end." In the Luohan Monastery, some of the older monks had worries in their eyes.

The hand of Shinto can be said to be a lore, the black sun shines on the world, and it does not fall within the scope of the temple.

This is to force those fierce gods and demons to enter the temple, and those demons and demons who have been released from the netherworld have been hungry for hundreds of thousands of years, and when they encounter these living blood food, where can they endure it, they will inevitably break out into an endless conflict with the monks in the temple.

And what worries them the most is that the Black Sun is the same for all the temples.

This means that many smaller, less powerful temples will face a more serious crisis.

After all, there are eminent monks and great virtues in those powerful temples, and there are even living arhats stationed in the world, and ordinary fierce gods naturally dare not provoke them.

But in a small temple like the Luohan Monastery, although there has been an Arhat before, there is no master who can suppress the scene at present.

If you want to survive this disaster, I'm afraid it won't be so easy.

"Whew."

The great monk's ears moved slightly, and he suddenly looked somewhere outside the temple, but only saw a slender shadow passing by.

Before I could see it really, it disappeared without a trace.

And just as he turned his head, a small black face tore away from a cloud and peeked out of it.

But it was Qiu Ping.

"The defense is really tight." The little loach scratched his head, he originally wanted to come over to see if he could pick up the bargain, but when he saw the appearance of the temple being in full battle, he knew that there was no play.

This group of monks can gain a foothold in a county, and they still have some dependence.

"Smack."

The little loach took a few steps back cautiously, but suddenly bumped into another cloud.

The cloud tore apart, revealing the head of a small mouse, and then three rat heads popped up, looking at Qiu Ping directly.

Qiu Ping's eyelids jumped a few times, he really didn't look at the yellow calendar when he went out today, how did he meet the shrew spirit and his ancestor, the old ancestor and the old ancestor here.

These rats are extremely bold and unscrupulous.

Last time, the four of them went to steal the Dragon Balls in a group.

"Hey, big brother, you also come here to muddy the waters...... Ah, look hilarious. When the little shrew saw Qiu Ping, he was overjoyed.

He also thought that his eldest brother would wash his hands and stop stealing things, but he didn't expect to come out and do it alone.

The little mouse shouted loudly, and the monks in the temple heard his cry if they were not deaf.

The corners of Qiu Ping's mouth twitched, he originally wanted to enter the village quietly, and he didn't want to shoot, but now he was all ruined by this voice.

He even saw the great monk below looking at the clouds, his eyes were almost spewing fire, and anyone who was facing a life and death crisis at home, but others were chatting and watching the excitement, and their hearts would be on fire.

"Come on, big brother, you're also a coincidence. I happened to pick up a drawing at the foot of the mountain yesterday. Guess what, it's the layout of this Arhat Monastery, and where the treasures in their temple are hidden, all clearly marked......"

The little mouse mysteriously pulled out a piece of yellow paper, on which he didn't know what he used to draw countless black lines, it looked like graffiti, and there were even a lot of ink marks that were obviously left on the palms of his hands and feet.

"Grab my tail for a while, and I'll take you in to find the baby."

The little mouse crawled onto Qiu Ping's shoulder, jumped on the spot twice, and said triumphantly.

Just as he was about to continue speaking, the little loach's figure moved.

In an instant, it appeared fifty feet away, and then the fins swung and crossed the void. After a breath, a fierce god with a cloak and indigo turned into black smoke and dispersed.

And the number on Qiu Ping's head became "Qi".

The strength of this fierce god is very weak, and it only provides a meritorious service, which can only be said to be better than nothing.

"Smack."

Because the little loach moved too suddenly, after he killed the fierce god, the shrew, which had been sitting on his shoulder, smashed straight into the clouds and fell on all fours.

"Huh?" The three ancestors of the shrew spirit turned their heads to look at Qiu Ping at the same time, this little loach actually controlled the power of space, and it was so skillful, which surprised them very much.

They are shrews and have a talent for space, but looking at the posture of the little loach just now, it seems that they are not inferior to shrews in short-distance movements.

"Big brother...... How did you become so powerful? The little shrew remembered that half a year ago, Qiu Ping was almost beaten to death by the monks of the Luohan Monastery, and now he has risen so much in a blink of an eye.

This made him a little envious.

"Ahaha, that's because Judge Cui opened a small stove for me, and he also tailored a set of learning methods for me, you can go back and ask him to help you make a cultivation plan, which is guaranteed to make your strength improve by leaps and bounds."

Qiu Ping didn't want to pay attention to the little mouse, but suddenly his heart moved, and he said mysteriously.

Of course, this kind of good thing should be shared with good friends.

"Really?" The little shrew secretly wrote down all this, and was ready to wait for the matter to be over, so he asked Judge Cui to train himself too.

Just when Qiu Ping and the little shrew had just chatted for a few words, the fierce gods approaching the Luohan Zen Monastery gradually increased.

Obviously, these fierce gods also gradually realized that the temple was a relatively safe place, and gathered here very tacitly.

……

"Whoosh!"

Qiu Ping's figure crossed several curves in the void, and the superposition of [Oil Lubricating Technique] and [Great Oil Lubricating Technique] was almost played by him.

The fierce god in front of him with the strength of the Holy Fetus couldn't even touch his shadow, and in turn, he cut countless wounds on his body, and he only roared in anger.

Qiu Ping's figure flashed and appeared, directly opposite the fierce god, and just as he opened his mouth and roared, a surging breath turned into a cloud of smoke and dust, which poured straight into his mouth and exploded half of the opponent's head.

Although the tactics are a bit obscene, the effect is leveraged.

"Buzz."

The number on Qiu Ping's head continued to increase, and he added ten merits in one go, plus he had just killed a few fierce gods in a scattered manner, and he currently had a total of twenty-three.

Although the promotion of meritorious deeds made him quite excited, he was still a little unhappy in his heart.

He killed these fierce gods outside the temple, isn't it equivalent to protecting these monks in disguise, it's really unlucky!

Just when Qiu Ping was secretly angry, he worked harder to kill the fierce gods who kept pouring from all around.

However, as time went by, the number of fierce gods gathered was increasing, but Qiu Ping's exploits were almost decreasing.

Because it was not only him and those shrews who wanted to come to the temple to pick up the leaks, but the others were not stupid, so naturally they also found out the clues.

In addition to the nearby counties, there are two temples in Tai'an.

One is the Luohan Zen Temple here, and the other is the Quanlin Temple in the house.

The Quanlin Temple, whether it is the specifications or the strength, is far above the Luohan Zen Temple, of course, these fierce gods don't want to go over to find death, so they all rushed here.

And the gods who hunted down these fierce gods followed.

In a short time, a large circle of gods surrounded the entire Arhat Monastery, at least three hundred, and any foreign fierce gods were hit by hundreds of magical spells at the same time before they could get close, and they were scattered.

With so many monks and little porridge, Qiu Ping is mixed in, and he can only rub the sporadic merits with difficulty.

Qiu Ping sighed secretly, how could this have a sense of déjà vu that he had played the first generation of online games in his previous life, and some of the mobs had just been refreshed, and they were wiped out by a large number of players.

Just as he was struggling to fight monsters in the crowd, a surging black light suddenly flew from behind them.

The light was overwhelming, and the little loach and a few shrews beside him couldn't help but shrink their heads, and the light flew past their scalps.

But the other gods didn't react so quickly, and they were directly swept away by the black light.

After a few breaths, they came back to life in unison. Qiu Ping covered his head, it was really more and more like an online game.

The black light went on a rampage, and in an instant it fell into the Zen courtyard.

The light converged, and it turned into a giant god several feet tall and dark-skinned, with six arms stretched out from its back, and a hideous skeleton and leg bones in its hands.

It's just that he looks like he hasn't eaten for a long time, his dry skin is clinging to his torso, and even the bones in his body are clear.

But despite this, the strong aura that overflowed from his body also surprised everyone.

Qiu Ping couldn't estimate how powerful this fierce god was, but he had a hunch that if the other party wanted to kill him, he probably didn't need a second move.

It was also thanks to the fact that he would not die under the dark sun, otherwise he would have run away long ago.

If Qiu Ping was shocked, then the monks in the Zen monastery were terrified.

As soon as the fierce god landed, he opened his mouth and inhaled, and the monks around him, no matter how high or low their cultivation was, only felt that the blood qi in their bodies was flowing rapidly, and several monks with the worst strength instantly turned pale, and their bodies looked very empty.

Including the bearded monk, his body was also shaken, and under the pressure of the other party's momentum, he was forcibly plundered of his blood, and he didn't even have a chance to fight back.

Qiu Ping secretly shrank his head, the strength of this fierce god is at least the level of a fifth-grade god, and there is probably no one in the entire Changning County who is his opponent.

Hmm, maybe Judge Cui can.

The little loach had seen Cui Ju kill Yan Jun's incarnation before, the strength of the first auxiliary officer of the county government was very special, obviously only from the rank of the seventh rank, but the strength was terrifyingly high.

Just when the monks were defeated, a dried corpse that had been enshrined in the Arhat Monastery was suddenly covered with a layer of golden light, and then it slowly stood up.

It was the image of an old monk with half-bald hair and deep eyes and a high nose.

Perhaps because he had been drying for too long, his body had dried up so badly, with only a thin layer of skin covering the bones, and he looked a little like the fierce god.

The old monk holds a bowl in one hand and a staff in the other.

Between the flow of golden light, it is brilliant and dazzling, although the appearance is terrifying, which makes people feel impressed at first glance.

Qiu Ping had seen this old monk, as if he was called Wuze Luohan.

The three-headed snake was engaged in spreading and selling in the county, and the incarnation of this old monk came out to protect the short, and later fled in disgrace under the intimidation of Hebo.

This time, the temple suffered a great calamity, and he was forced out again.

And compared to last time, the momentum he showed this time was stronger and his strength was more terrifying.

It seems that he really intends to fight hard.

As soon as Uzeiran appeared, he raised the Zen staff in his hand and threw it at the fierce god.

These fierce gods invaded the temple, and the Arhats and Bodhisattvas in the Elysian World naturally couldn't ignore it, otherwise most of their faith in the human world would have to be cut off.

And in the future, the difficulty of spreading it will increase more than a hundred times, your temple is occupied by demons, why do we believe that your Dharma is boundless?

Uze Arhat fought with the fierce god, according to his original strength, this fierce god was slightly higher than Uze Rohan, but after all, he had been imprisoned in the Netherworld for hundreds of years, and his strength had regressed greatly.

And although the Uze Arhat only descended into the "flesh Buddha" who realized himself, he was fighting at home, and for a while he was on par with this fierce god.

But the building in the Arhat Monastery suffered.

With the strength of the two of them, it was impossible to keep their hands in the fight, and in the midst of a roar, a large area of brilliant buildings became ruins in the blink of an eye.

Qiu Ping sat on the head of the clouds, still thinking in his heart that when they were both defeated and then went up to pick up the bargain, suddenly, a strange crab next to him opened his mouth and spewed out a column of water, which fell on the fighting Wuze Luohan and the fierce god.

Although it didn't have any effect, I have to say that this one is really brave.

Just when Qiu Ping sighed, the surroundings flashed again, and dozens of chaotic supernatural powers such as water columns, water arrows, or curses fell towards the two people in the battle.

After a while, more and more gods joined the spell-casting team, and the intensive spell bombardment did not discriminate between objects, and they exploded when they saw people.

Anyway, in the eyes of these gods, these two groups of people are not good goods.

So it can still be like this!

This kind of behavior of forming a group to brush the boss is really self-taught in any world!

Sorry sorry, I had a headache and drowsiness yesterday, and I didn't get up until the early hours of this morning to finish the words

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