In recent years, there have been more and more buildings in Qingdu Mountain, and there are many pavilions and pavilions, and after the Li family moved away from the mountain, the cultivation place in the Qingdu Cave Mansion below has been used as a place for the retreat of all cultivators on the lake, which is quiet and undisturbed, and safe second.

Li Xuanxuan came out of the hall on the top of the mountain, Li Ximing's grandson Li Zhouxuan followed closely behind, his talent is really not high, he is still on the second floor of the fetal breath, Li Ximing is in retreat again, this child can only follow Li Xuanxuan's head to help.

When the old man arrived at the front of the hall, a stag was kneeling in front of the hall, its fur was shiny and smooth, but it was kneeling to death, and the tears in the deer's eyes could not be stopped.

The white ape watched from the side, his eyes were quietly open, with some sadness, and the monk Kongheng folded his hands, muttering and chanting, his eyebrows were furrowed, and it was extremely difficult to see this appearance.

Li Xuanxuan had heard the cause and effect earlier, and the old man was rarely angry, but now he could not hide his dissatisfaction, and said urgently:

"Commentary? Seeing that my family is not pleasing to the eye, rushing to it is, what kind of anger is it with a mortal! ”

Li Chenghuai stood aside, his voice was very soft, and he said helplessly:

"This matter has made a lot of noise, and it has spread all over the towns on the east bank, everyone is in danger, no one dares to enter the mountain, and there are still many people who want to build a temple, saying that if they believe in the world, they don't have to suffer such a calamity."

"Ridiculous!"

Li Xuanxuan sighed, and the white ape stroked the back of the deer for a long time before he spoke:

"Zhao Xie is the most stubborn, the most able to tease life, do what retribution to have fun, don't understand the pain of others, wait until the pain hits himself, erect up, compassion forgets, forgiveness also forgets, wielding a knife to defend the way."

The old ape rarely said such long words, and there was a sudden silence in the hall, and Kong Heng was uncomfortable when he heard it, paused, and muttered:

"Old-timers... They are also teaching people to do good, but they are too domineering... I don't think it's like everybody..."

The old ape sighed, and did not say much, but said:

"That's what the mage said."

Li Xuanxuan looked at the stag lying on the ground and said:

"Since the mage can't be resolved, is there a trace of the monk? Or recognize the mage Dao system, just afraid that if he is allowed to run rampant on the lake, it will be more dangerous at that time. ”

Kong Heng paused and explained:

"I practice the ancient way, I can't calculate, it looks like he is also an old mage, and he has left no trace... I'm afraid it's hard to find. ”

"As for the Daotong."

The air balance has a lot of confidence now, and said softly:

"My view of his behavior, it should be one of the ancient methods of the Seven Realms, neither killing nor spelling, and his actions are quite orthodox."

"Oh?"

Li Xuanxuan was slightly relieved, if it was Yan Shi who cultivated the head of the person in the abdomen like Murong Xia, it would be a mouth to turn away half of the town, and it would be extremely harmful if he didn't find out, and now he saw that he had changed into a deer, and it was indeed not like Yan Shi's behavior, so he asked:

"Which ones are right?"

The first way of the empty balance jaw:

"Back to the old man, the precepts and penances and the Dharma realm are all quite upright, and they resonate with my Tao, and there is also a family... Be... It is the wrath that purifies the world, and it is also the right path..."

Li Xuanxuan was stunned when he heard this, and the old man frowned and said:

"Wrath is also counted?"

"Exactly."

Air Balance whispered:

"Those monks in the barren mountains and wild temples are not counted, several famous temples that were angry together in the past have strict rules, although they are paranoid and stubborn, but they advocate the elimination of demons, which is the right way..."

Li Xuanxuan was silent for a moment, shook his head and said:

"Eighty percent is anger, this cause and effect is not said to be a hundred years, and a thousand years are not clean!"

"Wrath..."

When Kong Heng heard this, he recited several scriptures in succession, showing some embarrassment, and replied in a low voice:

"Boss... Anger is not easy to deal with, if it is the wild monks of those barren mountains and wild temples, it is fine, but if it is really this way, such an act must be the gate of the temple..."

He was very worried, and said softly:

"It is said that after the fall of the [Angry Eyes Four Demon Emperors]... Anger has greatly lost its strength, these major temples have been closed and will no longer come out, and almost all the mages outside have fallen, so don't be merciful..."

"The [Angry Eyes Four Demon Emperors] have fallen, and mercy can be said to be the eighth or ninth of their strength, but it is also not something that a mage can afford to provoke."

Li Xuanxuan was silent, and after waiting for a quarter of an hour, Chen Yang walked up quickly, hugged his fists in the hall, and said in a deep voice:

"Ladies and gentlemen, there are mages waiting outside the peak!"

Li Xuanxuan was shocked, and hurriedly sent Li Chenghuai over, and said urgently:

"You go to Wushan quickly! Let's see if Xi Ming is in retreat to a critical juncture, and if it's okay, invite him to come over quickly! I'm afraid it's a problem! ”

Li Chenghuai nodded, and went down suddenly, Kong Heng saw that the old man was in a hurry like this, and hurriedly comforted him, saying:

"This person comes to inquire like this, it may not be an enemy, the old-timer sits for a while, and I and the white ape seniors should deal with it first..."

Li Xuanxuan has no other way, except for Li Ximing, who is in retreat, only the white ape and the empty balance are left in the foundation of the family, the old ape's strength is not good, and the only real reliable one is the empty balance, so he had to nod.

Li Xuanxuan should get down, Kong Heng walked out of the hall quickly, the old ape followed silently, Kong Heng said softly:

"I don't know if the person who comes is friend or foe, at least it's a Shi Xiu, I'll go out first to test one or two, and the old-timers will wait in the formation."

The white ape nodded slightly, and when he was outside the big array, Kong Heng rode the wind up, and sure enough, he saw an old monk standing on the sparkling lake.

The old monk was wrinkled, holding a stick in his hand, his face was ancient and unwavering, and he was wearing a dark yellow robe, revealing most of his arms, strong and powerful, with clear lines, reflecting a faint white light in the sun.

The dark yellow robe on his body faintly appeared with strings of circular runes, shining like scales under the illumination of the light, and the long stick hung on his hand, and the whole body was jade-white.

He didn't say a word, he stood silently, and there was already a circle of monks around him, all of whom were trembling and afraid to come out.

Kong Heng fell on the lake, and the surrounding monks breathed a sigh of relief, and dispersed in an uproar, and An Siwei, who was the leader, leaned over and said respectfully:

"Mage... This person stepped on the rotten wood by the lake as a boat, and he rowed all the way over. ”

Kong Heng glanced at it, and then realized that this person was stepping on a dead wood under his feet, standing on the surface of the lake with this thing, his expression was very serious, he opened his eyes, and his voice was deep:

"The master is the Northern World Venerable Daoist!"

Before Kong Heng could speak, he was so preemptively rushed by him, but he was a little embarrassed, and said politely:

"Don't be a master, the little monk Kongheng, the teacher of Liaohe Temple."

"Liaohe Temple?"

The old monk obviously had a bad temper, his eyes opened, the scales of his robe were shining, his tone was quite harsh, and he said in a deep voice:

"The master's Taoism is profound and authentic, everyone envies it, how can we forget the evil of luxury, we monks measure the world with our feet, how can we learn from the cultivators to come and go, isn't it a desire for pleasure!"

This person turned people into deer for no reason, and Kong Heng's question was not asked, but he was stunned by him, and frowned:

"The high and high are absent-minded, and the old-timers are serious."

The old monk let him go, snorted, and said in a deep voice:

"North Demon Temple, Fu Box."

'Sure enough, it's a wrathful Dao Rule...'

Kong Heng chuckled in his heart, and suddenly felt that it was not good, so he could only return the salute and said softly:

"I don't know why my predecessors are here..."

Fu Chuan looked cold, seemed to be amused by him and almost laughed, and only whispered:

"Master Air Balance... Do you really not understand or pretend not to understand... You and I are both enlightened people, but we are not full of nonsense! Are you a monk of the Northern World-Honored Dao after all! ”

The politeness on his original face also faded, and he even had doubts about the identity of the person in front of him, and said coldly, Kong Heng paused slightly, and was no longer polite to him, and said in a deep voice:

"What kind of good practice is it for the predecessors to turn into human beings and practice this evil method of creating animals?! I have only heard of the Northern Demon Descent Temple, but I have never heard of such evil methods! ”

When he asked this, a copper-colored brilliance suddenly appeared in his eyes, and his face turned into gold paint, his voice was low, suppressing his anger, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"Evil animal law? This is the way of reincarnation! The deer is born in heaven and earth, no noble, no cheap, all equal, he kills the deer for his own selfish desires, which is no different from murder, turning him into a deer, it can be regarded as seeing that he has not been educated and punished lightly! ”

Kongheng's cuffs were windless and automatic, and a hazy golden light also appeared behind him, and his voice had a strong Sanskrit voice, and he said in a deep voice:

"He killed a deer to save his wife, and you turned him into a deer, and her wife was already poor and sick in bed, and she died because of it... He killed the deer, but you killed people! ”

As soon as he heard this word, he knew that he valued man more than beasts, and did not respect the doctrine of the equality of all beings, so he became angry, and not only his face was full of gold paint, but also a little bright lines appeared, and he shouted:

"Fanatics! Let me ask you! He was destitute, and his wife was sick in bed... Whose fault is it? Whose is it and isn't? Ann dare to talk nonsense here! ”

His voice was already like thunder rolling in the sky, shaking the surrounding monks to flee away, and the slightly slower ones had already spurted blood from their ears, swaying, Kong Heng saw it in his eyes, his hands were sealed, and the golden light behind him was sensational.

"Boom!"

In the golden light behind him, a six-armed King Kong was drilled, the huge horizontal striped golden disc was shining red, his eyes were round, and the six arms were holding the golden chain, covering the sky like a spider's web, casting a golden curtain to protect the cultivators.

Kong Heng gritted his teeth and said:

"Whose can this be! He is destitute, but his father gambles and spends all his wealth, and his wife is sick in bed, but his luck is bad and his fate is ill, how can he say whose it is not! ”

Fu Chuan was stunned when he heard this, as if he had heard something extremely funny, and a burst of wild laughter erupted from the depths of his throat, and the long stick in his hand glowed with dazzling colors, and he said coldly:

"It's a bad luck, it's a bad fate, I'll tell you!"

The long stick in his hand rushed into the sky like a white rainbow, crashing into a golden lock, making a crisp and loud tremor, and Fu Jian said angrily:

"He lives on the territory of the Li family behind him, but he has a life of extreme poverty, and that is the sin of your Li family! All tragedies are caused by your Li family! You want to push it on my head! ”

"His wife was killed by your Li family, and he turned to harm other creatures, and I saw that he was also killed and turned into a deer... I haven't settled accounts with your Li family yet! ”

This sound stunned Kong Heng, so that the golden chains in the air stopped, and the blazing white light hit down, illuminating him with a muffled snort, only to feel that Mount Tai was overwhelmed and difficult to breathe.

He felt the mana boiling all over his body, and spat out a few words from his mouth:

"Crooked ways!"

The monk in front of him did not put his mind on fighting with him, his eyes were full of anger, and he suppressed him with a stick in one hand, and said coldly:

"There are no temples, no tenants, no Dharma interpretations, no education, but the land is divided according to households... Let the individual drift with the fate of the individual... There will be tragedy... Seeing people rise and fall into the dust, right and wrong are indifferent, and say that it's not your sin? ”

"If you practice the Dharma and enlighten and collect the land, and the people become tenants of the temple, and the people only have two things to do with self-sufficiency in the cultivation of land and cultivation, and there is bliss in their hearts, so the more they suffer, the closer they get to the World-Honored One, how can there be a reason for being poor? Is there any reason why you have to hunt? With the care of Zhongshi, where will his wife still get sick? ”

The anger in Fu Box's eyes seemed to be about to materialize, and it erupted aggressively from his eyes, and he suppressed Kong Heng with just one hand of the stick, and suddenly raised his hand, summoning a dazzling golden light.

"My Dao Fa Xiang was harmed by these villains of the Immortal Dao, and my success fell short, my strength was seven or eight out of ten, and I had nowhere to borrow the Fa Miraculous... Can deal with you people... It's more than enough! ”

The golden light in his hand jumped up like a poisonous snake and drilled into Kong Heng's body, Kong Heng's heart was alarmed, his eyes instantly turned into a piece of gold, and the colorful light of the Dao Dao was released, floating down from the lake like rain.

This colorful light is quite peculiar, the lotus flowers on the lake are everywhere, the sound of the scriptures is vibrating, the five-colored light is surging like a fountain, the white long stick in the hand of the box is dimmed, and the golden chain takes the opportunity to pull out and protect the empty balance.

"[Dahua Light Technique]..."

This colorful light fell on him like rain, and Fu Box looked furious, and said fiercely:

"There are such clever spells, but they are subservient to the immortal path!"

These words echoed over the surface of the lake, Kong Heng's heart was hot when he heard it, he gritted his teeth, pinched the trick and cast spells, and the golden chains became thicker and thicker, but he didn't dare to act rashly, for fear of being suppressed by the white light.

Seeing that he didn't react, Fu Box's pause slightly, and said in a deep voice:

"These immortal cultivators are seeking self-cultivation, how can they have the people in mind? As long as cultivators enter the world, they will inevitably build layers of immortal peaks, and scheming and insidious scheming will emerge in endlessly! The interests of the people are entangled, and their hearts are covered with dust, and it is difficult for them to have a good person..."

"Only I interpret the Dharma and all living beings are equal, all are temple tenants, all of them are united, suffering and rejoicing, only thinking of truth, goodness and beauty, no official and no long, and no need to be tortured by fate and run around!"

"You are a guest under the door of the immortal cultivator, and you are indifferent to all this! Air Balance! You are ashamed of the Northern World..."

Before he finished speaking, he only heard a thunder in mid-air, and the intense bright light condensed in the air, and a huge city wall with a gathering of sky light appeared, exquisite and simple, like Mount Tai pressing on the top, and a huge golden reflection was reflected on the surface of the lake.

Fu Chuan was angry again, his eyes were like copper, bathed in the overwhelming light, shining on him like a golden statue, and said coldly:

"I have spoken to my peers, 'Who are you?' Dare to intervene! ”

The Ming Guan in front of him slowly dilated in his pupils, but he heard a cold voice like thunder:

"Fuck your bald ass! On your plague dogs! ”

(End of chapter)