"That monk is in the Qinglong Temple, let's do it tonight, and we have to deal with it."

A voice suddenly came from the night, and Li Yanchu was stunned.

There is an old Taoist in this room, holding a whisk in his hand,

And a swordsman!

Middle-aged, the long sword in his hand is narrow and long, one foot longer than an ordinary sword.

Li Yanchu heard Fang Qinglan, a famous disciple, mention,

Generally, people who use this kind of long sword will be more vicious and vicious than ordinary people, and it is easier for them to go off the rails.

This old Taoist looks like a fairy wind bone, but there is a little coldness between his eyebrows, and he is afraid that he is not a good person.

Li Yanchu planned to get closer in the state of the primordial god and listen carefully to what they were saying.

But the old man suddenly looked at the place where he was hiding.

"Where is Daoyou eavesdropping again!?"

Lao Dao suddenly snorted coldly.

Then a yellow talisman came out, and the yellow talisman contained a trace of thunder magic on it.

Li Yanchu was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect this old Taoist to be so astute.

And hit it without hesitation!

He sideways avoided the yellow talisman.

Then I saw that the old Taoist took out a gossip mirror from his arms, held it in his hand, and shone it directly at Li Yanchu!

A white light appeared in the gossip mirror, containing a scorching aura.

This aura has a great restraining effect on the divine soul!

Li Yanchu immediately fled away and did not fight with it!

It's just that I know a little more about the other party's ruthlessness,

If it weren't for him, he had a spirit official to ask for a talisman to protect the original god.

The gossip mirror in the other party's hand will completely hurt his soul.

"Qinglong Temple? Could it be that it is aimed at Master Huizhen? ”

Qinglong Temple.

Inside a spacious monk's house.

Master Huizhen sat upright on the bed, his expression was a little touched, and his eyes were as sharp as a knife.

Opposite stood a young monk.

Big, handsome and extraordinary,

Wearing a white monk's robe, his skin has a faint jade luster.

His physique is stronger than that of ordinary martial artists practiced on the rivers and lakes.

moreover

He just stood there, and his breath was as thick as a mountain.

It gives a feeling of extreme danger.

"Uncle Huizhen, you are too persistent, why do you have to investigate the matter of Uncle Huaixin, is it not good to honestly recite scriptures and participate in meditation in Lingxi Temple?"

The young monk's voice is very textured, and it sounds like it has a special charm, but it feels a little frivolous at this time.

Master Huizhen's face sank, and he said in a cold voice:

"Guanxin, you are a very talented junior in Buddhism, but I didn't expect to be willing to fall and be in the company of the naked sect."

The young monk named Guanxin sneered and said lightly:

"Now is a world of great controversy, what is the point of blindly practicing meditation behind closed doors, isn't Uncle Huaixin also moved his mortal heart and wants to find the elixir of immortality, so he will die."

Master Huizhen said in a deep voice: "I said that it was impossible for Huaixin to die at the hands of wild beasts.

Even if it's that mandrill, it can't be Huaixin's opponent, did you make a move? ”

His gaze was fixed on the young monk.

Monk Guanxin smiled: "Didn't Senior Uncle Huizhen guess a long time ago, if it weren't for my big mudra, how could Senior Uncle Huaixin be easily torn apart by the mandrill." ”

There was a smug look in his words.

Master Huizhen's face was sad,

It seems to be lamenting that the junior brother Huaixin cultivated to a high level, but in the end he was poisoned by people in Buddhism.

"Good! If you dare to admit it, the poor monks will get rid of you, the scum of Buddhism, today! ”

The contemplative monk looked very calm and chuckled:

"Uncle Shi is too confident, he just fell into my big mudra, and the meridians in his body are uncomfortable at this time."

"Or hand over the broken jade in your hand to help the little monk win the first place in the blessed land of Weicheng Cave and avoid the pain of skin and flesh."

It turned out that Master Fang Cai Huizhen had no defense against this monk who came to visit the sea at night.

Or I didn't expect the other party to shoot so fast and so poisonous.

In a hurry, he was already injured!

Master Huizhen's body is full of golden light,

A little bit of gold paint began to appear from the top of his head, and then quickly covered his body.

The whole person is like a golden man.

"King Kong is not bad!?"

A hint of discoloration flashed in the eyes of the Guanxin monk, and the next moment he launched an attack!

Clang!

His fists and feet carried a violent wave of qi, and a casual blow contained the majestic power of opening mountains and cracking stones!

smashed into Master Huizhen's chest, and there was a loud sound like a flood bell Dalu.

Reverberate in this Qinglong Temple meditation room!

Call!

Master Huizhen waved the heavy Zen staff in his hand, and the soft Buddha power was infused into it, and the Zen staff suddenly became twice as large!

It's like a pillar!

swept directly at the Guanxin monk, like wind and thunder!

The Guanxin monk directly greeted him with one palm, and with one palm, he resisted the Zen staff infused with the great mana of Buddhism!

Rumble!

The green bricks under the feet of the Guanxin monk cracked inch by inch, and spread directly outward!

A wave of air visible to the naked eye spread outward,

Layer by layer is like rippling water.

The windows and doors in the room were opened in an instant,

The wind is blowing!

The two of them started to move in the meditation room of this Qinglong Temple.

Each of them turned into an afterimage!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The momentum is incomparable,

The roar of a huge hand-to-hand fight echoed in the Qinglong Temple.

Many of the monks were awakened and rushed from their quarters with their clothes on.

Bang!

Many people have just arrived here,

I saw a middle-aged monk covered in gold paint, like a golden man, breaking through the roof of the meditation room and flying out.

Just floating quietly in the air,

Put your hands together,

The body is shrouded in a layer of soft and grand Buddha light,

It's like a living Arhat!

This master of Lingxi Temple has reached an extremely advanced realm of cultivation!

Otherwise, he couldn't rely on his own strength to let the mysterious black-robed old man avoid his edge!

This Venerable Hui Zhen is a well-known master among the Buddhists.

But it's surprising.

The young monk's contemplation suddenly rushed out, and his hands and feet contained great strength, which was inseparable from the Zen staff flying in the air!

"It's Master Huizhen, and Guanxin!"

"Contemplation has such a cultivation!?"

"Why did the two of them get started!?"

The monks of Qinglong Temple talked a lot, and they didn't come forward for a while.

The Guanxin monk was also born in Lingxi Temple, but this person is gifted and intelligent, not only born with divine power, but also cultivated to a high level, and has long left Lingxi Temple.

I went to the Daxiangguo Temple in the capital to practice, and I belong to a well-known figure in the younger generation.

Master Huizhen is a senior monk of Lingxi Temple, and he is the uncle of Guanxin according to his generation.

How did these two get their hands on it!?

Boom Boom –

The hand between the Guanxin monk and the Zen staff of Master Huizhen made a loud sound,

dusty,

From time to time there is a deep pit in the ground,

It's terrifying.

The monks of Qinglong Temple looked at each other,

They all stayed away from here.

(End of chapter)