Being shouted angrily by the abbot, Miao Xuan finally came to his senses, he looked at the figure of the Taoist priest by the still water lake, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and replied tremblingly:

"It's the Qingfeng View, it's Lin Heng, the master of the Qingfeng View!"

"He used the talisman to suppress the most terrifying corpse king, and then raised his hand to summon the heavenly thunder and split the corpse king into ashes."

"All three murderous corpses are dead, all dead......"

……

Silence.

After hanging up the phone, the Zenling Temple fell into a silence where the needle could be heard.

Every monk in the Buddha hall had their mouths wide open, and their expressions were shocked and unbelievable.

The spirit of the law is a little unrelenting.

The faces of several elders of the empty character generation were pale, as ugly as eating dead rats.

"What is his strength?"

"Even the three murderous corpses that have passed for decades and can't be solved have been killed by him one by one......"

"What kind of monster is this guy?"

The crowd couldn't understand it, let alone accept it.

To say that the evil spirit city god earlier was solved by that Taoist priest, although everyone was shocked, they were not shocked.

Because for the Zen Ling Temple, their abbot himself has the strength to solve the evil spirit city god, but it is just a little troublesome.

can suppress the three murderous corpses under the base of the Soul Suppression Division, that is the existence that the Soul Suppression Division has not been able to solve for decades!

According to the information held by Zen Ling Temple.

The last time those three murderous corpses were born, each of them showed the strength of the Xuantong Realm.

Among them, the corpse of the king is only one step away from the grandmaster realm.

Even today, decades later, their strength has been reduced, but the zombies' physique should still be terrifying.

But it's just that the three terrible zombies were really destroyed by the guy in Qingfeng Guan?

How can the monks of this Zen Ling Temple believe it? How dare you believe it?

"According to Miao Xuan's description, what that guy used shouldn't be the Five Thunder Righteous Law of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, right?"

Konghang's face was complicated, and he said to the abbot without saying anything: "Master, can that senior be his opponent?" ”

This is not to discourage others and destroy their own prestige, but the situation has reached this point, and the situation has to be re-analyzed.

All the monks looked at the abbot with apprehension.

At this time, Fa Ling was secretly glad in his heart, thanks to his cautious nature, he didn't listen to the two goods of emptiness, and he said to kill the other party at every turn.

Just the strength that the other side is showing right now.

If he really went to find the other party's stubble, he was afraid that Xiao Ming, who had just cultivated Dacheng, would have to be beaten alive.

Taking a deep breath, the Fa Ling reassured everyone:

"The methods of people in Taoism have the effect of crossing the border to restrain demons and evil spirits."

"It is not trivial that he can get rid of those three murderous corpses, but he doesn't need to be too high-spirited."

Speaking of this, Fa Ling paused, a trace of memory appeared in his eyes, his expression showed reverence, and said:

"Besides, you haven't met Uncle Transition, so you don't know how terrible he is."

"Let me tell you clearly, Uncle Du'er, as early as ten years ago, he stepped into the realm of Xuantong!"

What?!

When everyone heard this, they looked at each other, and there was shock in their eyes.

It's just that the air suspension is still worried.

"But the Taoist priest's methods are not simple, now he clearly knows, he has Maoshan Divine Power Palm Thunder, Qingcheng Mountain Innate Zhengqi, and the Golden Light Mantra suspected of Dragon and Tiger Mountain, and now there is a suspected means of five thunder Zhengfa."

"Although the cultivation realm of the predecessors is profound, I am afraid that I will suffer a loss in supernatural powers......"

The empty worries are not unreasonable.

As we all know, if a normal cultivator wants to exert his great supernatural powers, he must be promoted to the Xuantong realm.

Otherwise, you have to master some unique secret arts.

It is like the innate Zhengqi of Qingcheng Mountain.

If you want to say that the Taoist priest belongs to the latter, and he relies on the innate righteousness to exert all kinds of supernatural powers, then that's all.

But if it is said that the Taoist priest himself is the existence of the Xuantong Realm, and he also has several Dao Sect great magical powers.

It's hard to imagine that in the same realm, how can the Taoist priest lose?

However, what the monks did not expect was that these very normal analyses and worries were angrily reprimanded by the abbot.

"Shut up!"

Hung in the air, I didn't know why, and hurriedly bowed down in panic and said:

"The disciple lost his words, and please punish the master!"

Fa Ling looked at him with cold eyes, and there was more hatred in his tone, not only reprimanding the empty hanging, but also reprimanding the empty words and emptiness by the way, and said:

"You've been following this seat for so many years, why are you still so stupid? Don't you understand the deep meaning of this seat? ”

"Huh?"

The three of them looked at each other, doubts appeared on their faces, and they bowed down to ask for advice:

"I'm stupid, and I still ask the teacher to teach!"

Fa Ling snorted indignantly, and said angrily: "If it was empty, it must have been figured out a long time ago." ”

Angry to angry, Fa Ling finally explained in a deep voice:

"That Taoist priest has already affected the reputation of my Buddhist sect."

"If you don't invite Uncle Du to come and let the situation develop, how can the Buddhism sect not condemn me to the Zen Ling Temple?"

"The only thing we can do now is to let Uncle Er go and solve it."

"If he can solve the Taoist priest and then help this seat to intercede, I dare not say that he can be exempted, at least the Zen Ling Temple will not be banned, at most this seat will be blamed and resigned."

"What if it can't be solved?" Everyone asked, frowning.

"Can't solve it?"

A ruthless color flashed in Fa Ling's eyes, and he said in a cold tone:

"If a high-ranking monk from the Xuantong Realm of the Great Guangming Temple died at the hands of that Taoist priest, then what sin do I have for the abbot of the Zenling Temple of the Innate Realm?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at each other and finally realized it.

"So...... Whether or not the Taoist priest can be solved is not important at all. ”

"The important thing is that the predecessors of the doom have to come!"

"If the Taoist priest dies, nothing will be discussed."

"If the Doom Seniors die, then we will put all the sins on the Doom Seniors!"

"When the Shangzong investigates the sins of the Zenling Temple for negligence in the local Taoist temple, we can completely say that it is the predecessors who want us to keep it a secret."

"As for the reason......

Kong Hang was thoughtful, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Let's just say that it is the predecessor of the doom, and he covets the dust-whisking magic weapon of the Taoist priest!" ”

Hearing this, Gambit's empty words and emptiness, which had always been at the bottom, suddenly showed a surprised gaze.

Fa Ling, on the other hand, nodded, and then said expressionlessly:

"So, when Uncle Du is here, you must remember not to talk too much about the methods of that Taoist priest!"

"If you want to talk, let's talk about the dust brushing magic weapon!"

When he was in Nanling Cave, Fa Ling had already seen the power of that magic weapon, and according to his guess, it was kept at the sixth grade, and it was very likely to be the seventh grade!

But whether it is the sixth grade or the seventh grade, such a magic weapon is enough to make the greedy uncle salivate!

"Disciple understands!"

Everyone gathered their heads, and they felt more and more palpitations for the abbot's city.

(End of chapter)