West, Vulture Mountain! Motokakuji!

The dojo of the ancient Buddha is lit.

Western Buddhism, the holy land of Xianshan.

Saw.

The golden light spits rainbow, and the rui qi sprays purple mist.

The bright glow reflects the sky, and the blue mist covers the day.

The fairy aura lingers, like a fairyland.

The sunlight shines through the clouds, sprinkling dappled light and shadow, golden and dazzling.

In the sky, the sky is full of golden glow, and the fairyland-like scenery is intoxicating.

The mountain is surrounded by clouds and mist, as if it is above the clouds, ethereal and mysterious.

Inside the Yuanjue Temple.

Eighteen immortal palaces, thirty-three immortal peaks.

The ancient trees are towering to the sky, and the green bamboos are forested, verdant and vibrant.

Several towering pagodas stand in the clouds, and the towers are shining with golden light, shining with the light of Buddhism.

Around the pagoda, spirit birds fly and dance.

Precisely.

Jinque Yinluan and Purple Mansion, strange flowers and plants and Yaotian.

The periphery is also dotted with several mountain peaks.

On top of the highest peak lurked a golden-winged roc half the size of a mountain.

It is the winged fairy who turns into a body and closes his eyes and pretends to sleep!

Although the immortal energy of this Eagle Mountain is also alive, it is still much worse than the Spirit Mountain Leiyin Temple.

Moreover, just by absorbing these faint immortal qi is not enough to improve one's cultivation.

I haven't gone down the mountain for more than a hundred years, and the surrounding Terran towns have multiplied again, and another day I will hide from the old monk and go down the mountain to prey on some Terrans and some longevity.

The young baby of the human race who has not yet grown up is the most delicious, and the food is more than the longevity of an adult person.

The human race is a nutrient, and the old monk is pretending not to let himself devour the nearby human tribes.

It is said that after the human race proclaimed itself a god, it gradually declined, and no one else appeared in the world.

A group of people who are constantly multiplying are not allowed to eat, hey, I don't know what the old monk thinks.

At this moment, a sharp light shuttled through time and space, and suddenly appeared in the sky above the winged fairy.

It was the black-robed demon cultivator who came all the way.

A huge coercion raged as much as substance.

The winged fairy was alert, and suddenly opened the sharp eagle eyes.

Looking at the black-robed demon cultivator in the air with a vague figure like a shadow in horror.

He is also the perfect cultivation of Taiyi Golden Immortal, but under this coercion, he can't even say half a word of questioning.

Who is this person?

Its coercion is even more than that of the old monk.

The black-robed demon cultivator held his hands behind his shoulders and swept his eyes at the Yuanjue Temple that was full of light.

This lamp-lit mountain protection array is also passable, this time it is to trade, so it is naturally inconvenient to do it.

His gaze fell on the winged fairy in front of him, and said coldly:

"Little eagle, go and call the lamp to come out!"

The golden-winged roc retracted its big wings, turned into a cold young man in the blink of an eye, and rose into the air.

Hum!

Call yourself a little eagle?

Damn it!

Who are you? That's the second apprentice of the ancient Buddha of Western Buddhism.

Even in front of many bodhisattvas and Buddhas, they have to call themselves senior brothers.

The place is here.

He commanded himself like a slave, and he really insulted me too much?

Today, Master Diao won't give you this face.

What about Da Luo and the quasi-saint, the old monk is still the Buddha, and he has a backer who is afraid of what he will do?

Can he still break this mountain protection array to suppress himself?

The Feathered Winged Immortal glanced at it obliquely and sneered: "Who are you, who are you who dare to come to my Vulture Mountain Yuanjue Temple to spread wild?"

The name of my teacher Burning the Ancient Buddha is also what you can call directly? ”

The black-robed demon cultivator smiled coldly, and a blood-surging magic sword instantly turned into a blood-surging magic sword in his palm.

With a wave of his hand, he slashed out with a sword.

A sword slashed out in an instant, and the barrier of the mountain protection array appeared.

But it didn't completely resist the sword.

The afterglow passed through the body, and even tore the fairy sky of the Eagle Mountain, and for a while the fairy birds hissed, and the rui qi was swept away.

The winged fairy screamed miserably, and the golden feather fell and fell to the top of the mountain, exclaiming:

"Zhuxian Sword?!

Who are you Hiroshiko?! ”

The black-robed demon cultivator stuck to a feather with golden light flashing in his hand, and snorted coldly:

"Humph! A wide fart adult.

Little eagle, it's a bit of a blessing that you can escape the catastrophe of the gods!

If you don't call the lamp again, this seat will cut off your chicken's head! ”

"You ......"

The Feathered Immortal really dared to be angry, but he didn't dare to speak.

He was really afraid that the black-robed demon cultivator's second sword would kill him.

At this moment, a majestic voice sounded:

"Taiyi, it's just a junior, why bother with him!"

The black-robed demon cultivator put away the Zhuxian Sword and said lightly:

"This kind of junior who doesn't know whether to live or die can only learn to be obedient if he suffers a little loss, this seat will train your apprentice, why don't you hurry up and offer the spiritual treasure?"

"Hahahaha," a ray of light flew out from the Yuanjue Temple, revealing his figure, which was the Buddha of the past in the West, the ancient Buddha who lit the lamp.

"Taiyi, it's the first time you've come to my Yuanjue Temple, come in and talk about it?"

"Humph! I don't have that much to spare.

Lighting the lamp, borrow the coffin lamp for this seat! ”

"Huh?

Taiyi, you're not joking, this is the Buddha's destiny, how can you borrow it.

I see that your three souls are not aligned, the seven spirits have not gathered, and it is difficult to condense even the body, what happened to you? ”

The black-robed demon cultivator snorted coldly and did not answer!

Ran the lamp frowned again and said:

"This Buddha has always had a doubt, your demon court and the witch clan are enemies of life and death, the lich fights, both of you have fallen, then why did the earth save you?"

"You don't inquire about the affairs of this seat, whether to borrow or not!" The black-robed demon cultivator's tone became cold and impatient!

The Burning Lamp Ancient Buddha laughed and said: "It can be, but this is even a treasure, empty white teeth can't be made, can you have collateral?" ”

The black-robed demon cultivator snorted coldly, and with a palm of his hand, he held up a golden lotus of ten thousand ways of light in his palm!

It is the [Merit Golden Lotus], one of the four great spiritual lotuses!

"[Merit Golden Lotus] !!"

Burning the lamp's face condensed slightly, he blurted out, he closed his eyes, pinched between his fingers, and after a few breaths, he had a plan in his heart: "It turns out that the damn mosquito demon was actually taken away by you, no wonder this Buddha has searched for hundreds of years and has not found any trace of it." ”

"No more nonsense! Grind and grind! To change or not to change? ”

For a while, Randeng's face was heavy, and it was difficult to choose.

This merit golden lotus is the treasure of his Buddhism, and now only the nine-grade golden lotus has made Mount Meru, which was abolished by Rahu, a holy place for cultivation!

If you can recover these three grades of golden lotus, then within a hundred years, Mount Meru will definitely be more lush!

At that time, the Buddha Gate will even be able to press the Dao Gate!

But this coffin palace lamp is his own natal magic weapon, if it is given to him, isn't he himself subject to others?

"You say first, what is the use of borrowing this Buddha's natal thing?!"

The black-robed demon cultivator said in a deep voice: "You can see that my three souls and seven spirits are incomplete, so it is naturally for soul cultivation!"

Only for a hundred years! Don't worry, your Buddhism is powerful, and this seat will go to find trouble with Styx and Kunpeng, which will not harm you and provoke Buddhism! ”

Burning the lamp closed his eyes and pinched his fingers, and counted for a long time, this Eastern Emperor Taiyi was so powerful in the flood wilderness, and before, Hongjun Ancestor had personally supported it.

Only then did he say, "But!

But there is one more request from this Buddha! ”

"Say!"