The world's Taoist sect cultivates the way of heaven and Zen.

The beginning of the cultivation of the Heavenly Dao was a monk, and now it is called a Taoist priest. Those who practice Zen have been monks for thousands of years, also known as monks. The Taoist priests account for eight or nine of the ten gates, and the monks are one or two, just because the monks practice penance and wisdom, not like the Taoist who claims not to eat the fireworks in the world, but is at ease. Zen Tao is divided into the great Zen of the world and the bitter Zen of the world, the great Zen of the world is separated from the world, the temple is built, and the heart of the Buddha is single-minded. Entering the world is to walk alone in the world, endure all the sufferings of humanity, and cultivate the Buddha Dharma.

There is an ancient temple on Tianmu Mountain, because the golden body of the Buddha sits ten zhang high in the Daxiong Treasure Palace, so it is called the Big Buddha Temple.

A Taoist priest in Tsing Yi broke into the Buddhist gate with a dozen black-clothed Taoist priests, rushed all the way, when crossing the embankment in the center of the release pond, the Taoist priest in Tsing Yi glanced sideways at the huge red word "release" carved on the mountain wall opposite the pool, with a gloomy face, he was Heshan.

Daxiong Treasure Hall is built under the main peak, divided into six layers, implies Buddhism for six days, the blue ash hall ridge at the top of the hall does not know how many years have passed, the four dragons on the eaves corner mock the wind and rank the ancient bell to look at the four directions, mighty and vivid.

Heshan led more than a dozen Qingqiu deacons to flash into the Daxiong Treasure Hall despite the monks' obstruction, the abbot of the Big Buddha Temple is taking the disciples in the temple to do morning meditation, the monks chant in unison, the wooden fish admonishes to think about moderation, the sandalwood lingers around the beams and pillars, the golden body of the sitting Buddha eyes seem to be open and closed, and the Brahma mudra Pudu sentient beings.

"Abbot, the four ghost kings of the Demon Sect are coming, please help!" Heshan raised his eyebrows and his voice was loud.

"Amitabha." Abbot Xuanzhen turned his rickety body, his hands folded, and the gold thread on his robe shone brightly.

The abbot of Xuanzhen must be white and withered, and there are a lot of longevity spots in the corners of his eyes, and the head of Qingqiu, Hanzi Niu, calls it a real foot into the realm of the Ten Directions Dao Jun, if the heavens borrow another thirty years, the Five Great Dao Gate will produce a Ten Directions Dao Jun.

Since Heshan rushed into the main hall just now, there was a light fragrance different from sandalwood that permeated the audience, but all the monks didn't think about it and got up and retreated to both sides, Xuanzhen walked to Heshan and asked, "Elder Heshan, ...... the wounds on your body?"

Heshan's gray hair was a little scattered, there was a sword mark on his chest, and the blood soaked his clothes red, which seemed not light. In fact, what was even more abnormal was Heshan's eyes, which were bloodshot, but he raised his flame eyebrows and replied: "It's okay!" ”

In the meantime, the four ghost kings who were chasing and killing appeared in front of the Daxiong Treasure Palace, and there were hundreds of demon sect members outside who were fighting with the monks in the temple, and the momentum was violent. The Blood Ghost King squatted on the stone carved screen in front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall with his sword on his back, licked the corners of his blood-stained lips with his long tongue, and his blue eyes scanned the monks in the hall fiercely. The Phaseless Ghost King leaned in front of the stone screen, shaking the iron fan, leisurely. The Sword Ghost King landed on the top of the temple and stood in the wind, the sword in his hand dripping with blood. The last to appear is the Thousand Fox Ghost King, twisting his body to the extreme temptation, and came to the shallow well between the main hall and the screen, and there is a stone carp that jumps up in the air and opens its mouth to the sky, and countless copper coins are scattered around the carp.

The Thousand Fox Ghost King waved his sleeves, and the wind came from nowhere, pouring the charming body fragrance on her body into the pure land of the Daxiong Treasure Palace.

"Don't inhale, it's poisonous!" Heshan drank violently and woke up.

What the monks are best at is meditation and pranayama, and when they heard Heshan's words, all the monks held their breath.

The Thousand Fox Ghost King Yinling smiled, and took out an ingot of gold from the wasp's waist, the nails were scarlet, and the plump but beautiful hand waved, and the ingot of gold fell into the carp's mouth accurately, and asked: "Abbot, I will buy your entire temple head with an ingot of gold, is it enough?" ”

As soon as the witch's words came out, all the monks in the Daxiong Treasure Hall showed their eyes, but the abbot of Xuanzhen closed his eyes and made no anger, and said with compassion: "Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful." ”

Whew-

As soon as the sound of "sadness" fell, Xuande Xuanzhi, the two junior disciples of the abbot of Xuanzhen, shot in front of the main hall, and did not move at all after landing on the ground. Xuande has big muscles, and what he is holding in his hand is the water mill Zen staff, and his demeanor is fierce and mighty. Xuanzhi is medium in size, restrained in breath, only his hands are folded, and only a string of thick diamond Buddha beads on his neck are eye-catching.

The big Buddha temple has been famous for a long time double King Kong like the door god guards the Daxiong Treasure Palace, and there is the abbot of Xuanzhen in the hall, the four ghost kings want to move the big Buddha Temple, the strength is not superior.

"Abbot, this time I took the people to the Ten Thousand Ghost Cave to spy on the movements of the Demon Sect, and I got an important news!" Heshan stood behind Xuan Zhen and said cautiously.

Hyun Jin opened his eyes and listened.

"Five days later, the burial heaven will lead the four ghost kings to the Yin Earth Ghost Ruins to ......" When Heshan said this, he only exhaled but did not inhale, but his momentum was skyrocketing for no reason.

Outside the Daxiong Treasure Hall, the Thousand Fox Ghost King stared at Heshan and the abbot with a pair of charming eyes, although he couldn't hear what Heshan was saying, but he looked back at the Wuxiang Ghost King, and the corners of the latter's mouth were raising an arc of a cruel smile.

In an instant, no one expected that the Qingqiu Gate Heshan, which was the most ruthless in the Demon Slaying Sect back then, would burst into a palm and slam on the Yin Yang Chakra of Xuan Zhen's back!

Shuang King Kong looked back in shock, and was about to turn around to rescue, but together with the monks in the main hall, his whole body qi was broken, and after exhaling a breath of black air, he found that the skin of his whole body was blackening.

Conspiracy!

Whether it was Xuanzhen Xuande Xuanzhi or the monks present, they finally woke up, but it was too late.

In fact, when Heshan led people to rush into the Daxiong Treasure Palace, that light incense was the wonderful poison of the Phaseless Ghost King, and the body fragrance of the Thousand Fox Ghost King was actually a disguise, because after this poison was inhaled, only holding breath would attack. How could the monks in the Daxiong Treasure Hall suspect Heshan, and among these people, only the abbot Xuanzhen had a breath hidden in it and it was difficult to be poisoned, so Heshan used the fetal breath meridian retrograde to charge up in advance, and Yue Xiaofeng used the cashier's blood dispersion method in the same way when he fought against Wu Ji that day, his eyes were bloodshot, and he tried his best to palm it when he was close to Xuanzhen.

This palm can not kill the life of the abbot of the Great Buddha Temple, who stepped into the realm of the Ten Directions Dao Monarch with one foot, after Xuan Zhen received the palm, he actually shook Heshan to three zhang behind him like the immovable Ming King, Heshan knew that Xuan Zhen was hit hard, and the opportunity was rare, and after sacrificing the flying sword, a sword stabbed Xuan Zhen's back vest. At the same time, the Sword Ghost King broke through the top and entered, the Thousand Fox Ghost King jumped into the main hall, and the Blood Ghost King's sword on the screen shot in. Xuan Zhen first clamped Heshan's flying sword with his vajra fingers, broke the sword out of the control of Heshan's divine consciousness with strong force, and threw it back at Heshan, and then fought against the Thousand Fox Ghost King whose face was black and his body was black and his body was skyrocketing. Xuan Zhen was knocked away, and the Blood Pattern Black Sword of the Blood Ghost King came in a blink of an eye, but fortunately, Xuan Zhen's natal tin staff was sacrificed and swept across the Blood Pattern Black Sword. The three levels have passed the Xuanzhen vitality is greatly injured, the sword ghost king lifted the sword and fell from the sky, the sword groaned in the Xuanzhen as if in the kaleidoscope, the eyes were full of sword shadows, and he had no choice but to print his chest with a palm, and after dodging, he happened to fall into the arms of the Buddha, meditated together, and recited a sentence with a steady breath: "Amitabha".

In the Daxiong Treasure Hall, all the monks who still had the power to resist had already been slaughtered by more than a dozen demon sect members brought by Heshan, and the poisoned Double King Kong outside the main hall was both killed in the hands of the Phaseless Ghost King.

"Hmph, old bald donkey!" The Thousand Fox Ghost King cursed sinikerly and then turned to leave.

In the arms of the golden Buddha statue, the abbot of the Big Buddha Temple, Xuan Zhenyuan, passed away.

The Blood Ghost King's sunken nostrils were one, and he was not interested in the blood of the dead, so he followed the Sword Ghost King out of the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

Heshan fell in front of Xuanzhen's corpse, and bowed deeply to this righteous master, and said sadly: "Abbot, although Buddhism has no quarrel with the world, you can't do the position of the leader of the alliance. ”

After a little prayer, Heshan walked out of the Daxiong Treasure Hall with an ancient face, only to hear the Phaseless Ghost King shaking an iron fan and quipping: "Elder He, I said that as long as I continue to breathe after inhaling the poison, it will be fine, but you held your breath from the beginning, are you afraid that the sect leader will cook the dog after the rabbit dies?" Ha ha! ”

……

If you have lost a son, the enemy will increase your troops, attack its key points, and defend it.

The momentum has been formed, defeat is coming, the essence of five sons, and one son wins or loses.

The news of the slaughter of the Great Buddha Temple by the Demon Sect spread all over the righteous path, and the Four Great Daomen did not understand the intention of burying the heavens at all, and put the three demon kings who were against the purpose on the side, but they went to attack the Great Buddha Temple, and what made the Four Great Daomen even more puzzled was that how could the Great Buddha Temple be so vulnerable, and the whole temple was destroyed, leaving no one alive.

However, one thing that can be clearly realized is that no matter how long the battle between Futian and the Three Great Demon Kings will last, the matter of the Four Great Daomen Alliance must be promoted as soon as possible.

The head of the Sword Intent Sect, Long Ying, posted to the other three heads, and after Heshan's proposal, the four heads will meet secretly on the Knock Mountain in two days, and then the leader of the alliance will be elected, and then he will command the right path and fight the Demon Sect with all his might.

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Inside the sword shrine.

For Zong Yang, who has been accustomed to drawing Taoist talismans since he was a child, he is still far from the real talisman cultivation, and he can only be regarded as having learned a little bit of skin.

The large array in the sword mound belongs to the category of array talismans, and even if Zong Yang can copy it perfectly, he will not be able to get a glimpse of the slightest bit of Taoism contained in it. What bothered Zong Yang even more was that the induction with an ancient sword was getting more and more serious, as if each one was Zong Yang's natal sword.

Outrageous?

Zong Yang has always been obsessed with this quiet world, except for the Sword Shrine Great Array, the Ancient Sword, the Sword Spectrum, the Prajna Sun Essence Sutra, the Earth Dragon Small Two Sips, and the Red Firefly Wine, there is only one thing left to explore that is beyond common sense.

The sun is shining at the entrance of the cave, Zong Yang has already meditated and cultivated, and the Yiyang behind him has grown a lot, and the most peculiar thing is the small golden crows that flew out of his body, and the small golden crows covered with the word "war" are golden yellow.

These little golden crows flew around, but they were centered on Zongyang.

The Commons Dragon crouched on the side, and this time it couldn't hold back its curiosity, and reached out to touch the seemingly harmless little golden crows with a large claw that boasted to be the hardest in the world. Who knew that the misfortune came from curiosity, and the little golden crow that he touched was directly incinerated and penetrated the shell of the big claw and the flesh inside, effortlessly.

The Commons Dragon was frightened and fled in a hurry, but fortunately, it only came into contact with three or five golden crows, and the injuries were not serious.

At this time, these flying golden crows disappeared out of thin air, and Zong Yang opened his eyes and scolded with a smile: "How many times have I told you, don't touch it!" ”

The Commons Dragon swayed the only remaining black whisker, and it knew that it was powerful.

Zong Yang got up, bathed in the sun's light, and suddenly the ancient sword in the depths of his back lit up with runes and was restless, and he said proudly to himself: "If this trick is successful, it will be called Yan Dao." ”