"Boom ......"

Suddenly there was a rolling thunder outside.

Through the open door of the main hall, you can see the sky outside with dark clouds, strong winds, and faint thunder shining in the distance, as if the last thunderstorm from summer to autumn has also ushered in here.

However, there were three hundred and sixty-eight monks in the temple, but none of them saw this scene.

All the monks, whether tall, short, fat or thin, whether they sat in front or back, far away or near, all stretched their necks and looked at the Lingyun on the colorful glass platform above, and they didn't feel that their necks were sore.

"Boom ......"

A thunderbolt exploded overhead.

The monks in the hall divided the way and the depth of the Dharma, some of them did not move, and they only continued to stare at the water-based spirit on the first colorful glazed platform, and some were still a little afraid of Tianwei, so they would subconsciously tremble, but even if the whole body trembled, they refused to look away at all.

Some of them were even muttering scriptures, but this seemed to be a subconscious behavior, and it didn't affect them from paying all their attention to the treasure in front of them.

It seems that just looking at it is already a great pleasure and satisfaction, and there is no greater happiness in the world than this.

Everyone moves the same.

The scene was a little weird for a while.

The sound of the rain gradually became clearer.

Until there was a pop at the door.

A strong, middle-aged, and also dressed in monk's robe stumbled in, originally full of panic and eagerness, but as soon as he stepped into the threshold, stabilized his body, and saw the water spirit rhyme on the colorful six-mile platform above, he was suddenly stunned for a few points.

Fortunately, there were still people in the hall who were not deeply intoxicated, or still maintained some sanity, and were disturbed by him, and reluctantly withdrew their gaze from above, and then their anger surged up, and they scolded:

"How did you get in?"

"Where is this where you can come?"

"The treasure is also something you can see?"

"What happened? Hurry up! ”

The yellow-robed monk who had just come in below was taken aback, and then remembered his intention, so he stammered and said, "Returning to the World Venerable and all the Bodhisattva Arhats, there is a cultivator outside the mountain who has broken in, it is the Great Yan Daoist I saw that night, I am afraid that he has come to rob our treasures!" ”

"Treasure looting?"

The people in the hall were shocked and woke up one after another.

"Who's going to rob the treasure?"

"Where are the treasure robbers?"

"Who dare?"

For a while, the hall was extremely noisy.

All eyes were on the new monks.

"Back to the World Venerable and all the Arhats and Bodhisattvas, that Taoist is only ten miles away from here, and many senior brothers have gone to stop him, but they can't stop him." The monk said in a panic, but he still couldn't help but cast his gaze upward, and every time he glanced at Lingyun, he was stunned, "Please also ask the World Venerable and all the Bodhisattva Arhats to take a look." ”

"Go and see! Who goes? ”

"Please go, senior brother!"

"Go, I'm guarding the treasure here!"

"I'm going to keep the treasure too!"

"The World-Honored One decides! Listen to the World-Honored One! ”

"World-honored!"

The monks all looked at the pot-bellied monk at the top.

The big-bellied monk only focused on Lingyun, and said without raising his head: "So many sons can't stop it, and if it's really a capable person, please go with the envoys!" ”

"Then I'll wait......"

"I went that night, I worked hard, I don't have to go this time, I look at the treasure here with the deity!"

"Yes......"

The more than 100 yellow-robed monks sitting at the bottom were full of reluctance, but they were even more unwilling to let that person come here to take away the treasure, and they did not dare to disobey the will of the "World Venerable", so they all got up together, turned their heads with difficulty and walked away with extremely fast steps.

The monk who reported the news retreated to the corner, wanting to stay here and see more of this treasure of heaven and earth, but he was also discovered and driven out.

"Boom!"

Outside, the thunder grew harsh.

The sound of the rain is getting louder and louder.

Probably less than a quarter of an hour later—

"Poof!"

The monk who reported the news returned, and at this time he was drenched and soaked, sticking to his body, outlining his strong body and muscle outline, but he was even more panicked, and even the road was unsteady, and he tripped over the threshold and threw himself in, lying on the floor of the main hall, leaving a piece of wetness.

"Hui, Hui Shizun and all the Bodhisattva Arhats, more than a hundred messengers went, but they couldn't stop him, and now he is only five miles away from the big temple!"

When everyone in the hall heard this, most of them were shocked.

"How so?"

"Even if he is very powerful, it is impossible that more than a hundred envoys together will not be able to stop him!"

"I heard that he still has treasures on him!"

"Could it be the treasure that melted the ice?"

"What now?"

And all the people became impatient and talked about it.

The monk who reported the news waited below, stretched his neck, stared at the spiritual rhyme on the glazed platform above, and enjoyed a moment of bliss.

The pot-bellied monk also stared at Ling Yun, and continued without raising his head: "Since this is the case, please go with the Arhats." ”

"Yes......"

More than a hundred more monks stood up.

Some of them turned around in a circle, and then they performed a retreat technique, and disappeared straight here, and some waved their robe sleeves, and turned into a gust of yellow wind, and also rushed out of the door, and they really had some ability.

"Boom ......"

The thunder was getting closer and closer, and there was a suffocating sense of oppression.

The rain rattled on the roof of the temple, and the water was connected into pillars under the eaves, and the water on the rain bells flowed straight down, pushing the rain bells to sway and make a tinkling sound.

There was some panic in the main hall, but there were still many people who only focused on the Supreme Treasure above, regardless of the wind and rain outside, or the Daoist who was approaching them.

"Bang ......"

The wind blew the door and slammed it slammed slammed shut.

The rain outside was also blown in.

Also blown in by the wind, it seems that there is also a monk who was frightened to report the news.

"Oh no!"

This time, the monk didn't even set his eyes on the treasure on the glazed platform above for the first time, stumbled in, couldn't stand steadily, and fell to his knees at once, and the angry or questioning gazes from four directions made him even more frightened:

"Report! The Arhats couldn't stop him, and now he was only two miles away! ”

“……”

There was a moment of silence in the hall.

Everyone was shocked and looked at each other.

"How is that possible?"

"Don't give false alarms!"

"The arhats are all profound, powerful, each with their own abilities, and there are many of them, how can they not stop him?"

"This ......"

The monk only lay on his stomach on the ground, trembling.

The monks knew that this was not a false alarm.

Indeed, a person with great power and great supernatural powers has been found.

I couldn't help but widen my eyes for a moment.

Especially the great monks who had been outside the Jade City that night and had seen the Taoist, at this time, all the figures of the Taoist appeared in their minds, and they couldn't help but construct a picture of a young Taoist coming in the rain with a bamboo cane in the thunderstorm and mountains, more than 100 messengers did not stop his pace, and more than 100 Arhats did not stop him.

The monks then looked at the top again.

But he saw that the monk who was extremely fat, the diameter of his waist was comparable to his height, and all the fat was paralyzed on the seat, waved his hand and said, "All the Bodhisattvas go to ......."

"This ......"

In the face of this order that did not think at all, many monks glanced at each other and couldn't help but say: "The World Venerable is above, that person is from Dayan, I am afraid it is very powerful, for the sake of the treasure, it is better to ask the World Venerable to take a look with us." ”

The phrase "for the treasure" moved the pot-bellied monk.

The pot-bellied monk hesitated, and finally took his eyes off the water for the first time, looked outside, and saw that the sky was full of wind and rain, and the thunder continued, but he was still reluctant to leave.

"Fetch my precious incense burner!"

The pot-bellied monk said this, and his voice was like thunder.

Immediately, a monk turned into a wind and left.

After only a few breaths, there was a mahogany table on the high platform, and a pure gold exquisite incense burner was on the table, and the big-bellied monk twisted three sticks of fine incense and lit it.

It is a incense stick that is thin enough to fit into his ears, and under his extraordinarily fat and thick palm, it is as thin as a hair. And as he inserted the fine incense into the incense burner, without any movement, the pure gold incense burner below suddenly became golden, and then the red dots of the fine incense instantly burned clean from top to bottom, only a thick smoke came out.

The smoke condensed in the air and did not disperse, and even if the wind blew into the temple, it could only blow it into shape, and could not blow it away.

The incense burner below shines with golden light.

Light and shadow flickered in the smoke above.

The light and shadow construct the picture, gradually turning from blurry to clear, showing a mountain forest under heavy rain-

Dark clouds shade the light, rain and fog are hazy, making the heavens and the earth become dim, and in this dim and turbid world, under the dark clouds, there is a black figure like lightning across the rain curtain, and there is also a little girl riding a tiger running wildly, surrounded by wolves and tigers, and there are monsters and stone giants walking together, rushing through the wind and rain with her.

The picture presented at this point is intense.

There are other figures running wildly in the surrounding dense forest, they are monsters that belong to this world, either turning into human forms and wearing monk's robes, or turning into their own bodies, some gather from a distance to intercept them, some chase them from behind, some gather in front to block, and some suddenly rush out of the dense forest to sneak attack.

However, the wings of the swallow can not only cut through the wind and rain, but also connect the heavens and the earth with thunder between flight.

At this time, it was a thunderstorm manic day, full of thunder to be released, he flew freely in the sky, extremely dexterous, but whenever he saw the demon, almost only need to lightly lead, pointing in a direction at will, and a bright and shining thunder fell from the dark clouds as black as ink overhead, and with a boom, the demon who came to block below fell to the ground with smoke and stopped.

At the same time, the collisions in the mountains and forests on the ground have not stopped, and have become much more violent.

The girl rode the tiger back and forth, commanding the tiger wolf monster.

From time to time, a group of wolves rushed forward regardless of life and death, overwhelming a great monk with one brain, and sometimes a fierce tiger roared, and collided with a demon with the power of the mountain king.

If a monster monk who is deeper in the path rushes through the encirclement of the wolves and also opens up the attack of the tigers, a stone giant more than a foot high collides with him, breaking the muddy water and breaking the branches.

There are huge black bears, wild boars and green bulls rushing over, the black bear can slap a "messenger" to death, the wild boar and green bull only need to bow their heads and arch and bump, then see a figure flying into the sky, suddenly flew out of the treetops from the jungle, and then fell again.

It is a collision of powers, a brutal competition.

Even if a monster uses a spell to trick and passes through the protective circle, it can't hide the girl who rides the tiger, at most, she rides the tiger around, and a real fire can burn half to death.

At the back of the picture, a Taoist man comes with a cane.

Compared with the fierce mania of the picture in front of him, the Taoist at this time seems to be particularly quiet and calm.

The Taoist came with a red horse and walked on a cane, and his footsteps did not change, and the countless monsters in the mountains, their so-called "messengers" and "Arhats", all seemed to have never seen him.

The demons in the temple were all stunned.

“……”

The Taoist stepped on a splash of water, but then stopped and looked up at the sky.

The smoke of the incense burner in the hall presents a picture, and the perspective of many monks is slightly down from a high place in the distance, at this time, the Taoist looks up like this, as if he is in line with their eyes - those eyes are extremely calm, knowing that he is still two miles away, through the rain curtain and the incense burner, but there is also a feeling that he has been seen.

"Smack......

A crisp sound.

It is like the sound of a Taoist stepping on water.

But the incense burner itself does not emit sound, only pictures.

Everyone followed the sound and looked over, only to find that a crack had burst on the incense burner.

"Click......

The crack expands rapidly.

A dazzling golden light appeared from the cracks that widened, but as the cracks spread all over the body of the incense burner, all the golden light dissipated again, and was replaced by a clanging sound.

The censer shattered into pieces and fell on the table.

"Hoo ......"

A moist wind blew in from the window, blowing away the smoke above the incense burner, and many monks saw in the final picture that the Taoist seemed to be approaching the foot of the temple.

"What should I do?"

"This person is so powerful!"

"It's worthy of Da Yan!"

"How's that okay?"

All the people in the hall became nervous.

But I only heard a sound from above—

"Why panic?"

Life is like thunder, with its own rolling echo.

The hearts of many monks settled down at once, and they only sat down with their faces calm and calm, and for a while, they seemed to be real monks or Buddhas in the sky.

"Go get the treasure! Meet the enemy together! ”

"Yes......"

Many monks answered, and each got up and dispersed.

A moment later.

Outside, the thunder, crashing, roaring, and screaming drew closer and closer, gradually ascending along the foot of the mountain, mingling with the sound of wind and rain, and gradually approaching here through the heavy courtyard.

It didn't take long for the voice to fall silent again.

The monks all sit in the main hall, close their eyes and chant the scriptures, and their demeanor is dignified, and the sound of the scriptures creates a bit of holy and serious atmosphere for the main hall.

Outside, the wind and rain blurred the world, thunder flashed, and heavy or crisp footsteps came. The stone giant, which was more than a foot high, walked up to the main hall, and the giant bears, wild boars, and green oxen comparable to the hill crossed the courtyard wall, and the demon tigers and wolves also stood at the door of the main hall, shaking the rain on their bodies.

There was also a Taoist who came with a cane.

Behind him, the horse's hooves stepped on the stone slabs and the water was accumulated.

(End of chapter)