Chapter 11 The Buddha is angry but not angry

With the sound of the bell, two groups of monks walked out of the depths of the monastery. Walking in the middle, it is naturally the abbot of Jinding Temple, and the following is the world.

Holding a red gold tin scepter, wearing a bright gold robe, squinting his eyes, he has a kind eyebrow, like a monk who has attained the Tao, and the exit is a Buddha name: "Amitabha!"

Although it looks old, a few people can know that the actual age of this end is not too big.

Seeing the arrival of the knot, Lichen stepped forward and said, "Abbot." ”

"Senior Brother Lichen. After returning the salute, he glanced around, and then asked Chen: "Senior brother, these people, who are they...... What are you arguing about?"

Lichen also looked around, shook his head, sighed, and then told all the things that happened not long ago, 1510.

Seeing the arrival of the end, Han Xuanming's eyes flickered with cold light, and when he looked at the person in the distance, his heart tightened. At present, although nothing unusual has happened, he is still involuntarily nervous in his heart.

Others don't know, but Han Xuanming knows very well behind this so-called demon slaying conference. The purpose of the end is to slaughter everyone present, and to create a bloody catastrophe!

Blood sacrifice, just two words, can make the common people cold!

Thinking of this, Han Xuanming's lips trembled. This catastrophe, if it can't be stopped, will cause such consequences, Han Xuanming can't imagine it.

Realizing that something was wrong with Han Xuanming, Le Kang turned around and asked, "Senior brother, what's wrong with you?"

"Yes, senior brother, just now, I felt that something was wrong with you, what was wrong?" Jiang Yiming also asked with concern, looking at Han Xuanming.

Han Xuanming pretended to be nothing, and explained to the two casually: "It's okay, I just saw the abbot come out and felt that this argument should be over." ”

Hearing Han Xuanming say this, Le Kang and Jiang Yiming, although they were puzzled, did not say more.

But although they didn't say much, the two couldn't help but think about it. Combined with what Han Xuanming said before, this Jinding Temple will become a Shura slaughterhouse, so what role will the abbot of this Jinding Temple play?

Seeing that the protagonist of this turmoil, the mastermind behind the conspiracy, this time, finally appeared.

However, although the main lord has appeared, it has not attracted the attention of many people.

On July 15th, the Demon Slaying Conference, originally, was to end his own plan, and specially prepared, on the surface, it was to give an explanation to the world about the White Deer Divine Beast.

But at this time, the people who really paid attention to the divine beast were already soft-spoken and talkative, and even more, they set their sights on the Heavenly Tribulation Sword.

The incorruptibility of the Blood Pine Forest, covering his face with a black cloth, only a pair of blood pupils were exposed, sharp and terrifying, staring at Yan Chenxu and Leng Chixia, Leng Sensen spoke: "What is on that ancient scroll?"

The giant gate is also threatening and intimidating: "I really think ...... Can you take the secret of the Heavenly Tribulation Sword with you?"

"Take away? We don't even have that kind of idea. The two of us, disdain!" Yan Chenxu's face was indifferent, his face was like frost and gloom, and he didn't care.

"You, you ......" Lu Cun stretched out his finger and pointed.

Leng Chixia smiled brightly, glanced at her husband, and said with a smile at everyone: "Don't be angry, no matter how arrogant we are, we are just two people, we can't really get along with the world, can't we?"

"Since you don't want to get along with the people here, then, you'd better spit out the secrets on the ancient scrolls as soon as possible!"

"That sword should belong to my Hell Dynasty! No one wants to take it away!" Leng Yu was all around, his strength was swirling, and his eyebrows were angry, not only against the two couples, but also at the people in the Blood Pine Forest.

At the scene, once again in a state of anxiety, a group of people are confronting, and at any time, a hot fight will break out again.

At this time, Leng Chixia saw the abbot of Jinding Temple coming, her eyes lit up, as if she saw a savior, she beckoned there, and shouted loudly: "Abbot!

Looking at it in a flash, he smiled, nodded in greeting, and said, "It turns out that the old man came here, and I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

Seeing that the two were so familiar, the crowd around them immediately became a commotion and began to discuss.

The people of the Blood Pine Forest were even more excited. Wu Qu's expression was cold, and he spoke first: "Abbot, we don't care what the relationship is between you, we are bound to get the news of the sword!"

"That sword belongs to my Hell Dynasty! Others, don't want to take it away!" Leng Yu emphasized again.

The rest of the people, either related or unrelated, in this case, are all crazy about the existence of the Heavenly Tribulation Sword, knowing that they have no hope of winning the sword, and they are still shouting loudly.

"Hand over the secret of the Heavenly Tribulation Sword!" the shout can be described as shaking the mountains and the sea.

Seeing this, in the hand of the end, a tin rod was firmly pointed on the ground. Just listening to the sound of "dong", the golden waves swirled and flew like big waves, rushing in all directions.

This move rushed out, like a big wave pushing sand, and the crowd that came forward was retreating for a while, and it took a few steps in succession before it could stop. Such a method immediately made the scene silent, and for a while, no one dared to speak again.

"Shut up!"

The old voice was full of compassion, but full of anger. A pair of slightly cloudy pupils, the sharp essence of the Tao flickered, ordinary people saw it, unable to speak, and wanted to bow down.

This is a long-term cultivation, and the momentum cultivated is difficult to imitate and speculate.

A bunch of people looked there one after another, looking at each other, not knowing what to say, but a burst of surprise and admiration was written in their eyes.

Those present are all masters, and how many can do this, with their own strength, shake everyone?

When everyone was shocked, the Venerable Master Baitong suddenly spoke: "Shura Jin? ”

Hearing the words of Master Baitong, the surrounding group of people were relieved, and the end of such a power turned out to be caused by the evil attack of "Shura Jin".

Of course, what the Venerable Master Baitong didn't say was that even the "Shura Jin" would not be able to cause such a scene, and in this way, it must have been the result of years of immersion and cultivation.

And such a ferocious aura is not a Buddhist method at all, and it can be resolved. This kind of evil method must have killed the lives of thousands of living beings in blood before it can be cultivated.

From this trick alone, the Master Baitong already understood that the so-called Buddhist monks and the so-called gold-topped abbots were nothing more than false, and the person in front of him must not be a good thing, and he didn't know how many killings and robberies he had made.

Pushing this and that, Master Baitong, it has become clear at this moment that this demon slaying conference, who is the demon and what the purpose is, is absolutely ulterior.

What will happen to the Demon Slaying Conference? On July 15, where will things go?

However, I guessed in my heart that the Venerable Master Baitong had not told anyone. He understands that like him, he is well-versed, proficient in hundreds of schools, and can see the details of the knot, he is the only one present, and no one will believe his words.

Besides, even if someone believes, he doesn't want to say it.

At the end of the time of the Venerable Master's activities, he did not know about the activities of the Venerable Master, but said to him casually: "It is said that the Venerable Master Baitong has cultivated a hundred unique schools, and when I see it today, it really deserves its reputation. ”

"Shura turns into a Buddha, and the abbot is really a miracle of creation. "The Venerable Master Baitong is pretending to be flattering.

Listening to the conversation between the two, Han Xuanming couldn't help frowning, turned to thought, and secretly thought to himself.

From the words of the Venerable Master Baitong alone, Han Xuanming was considering whether this person, at this moment, had already understood the essence of the end, and whether he had any speculation about what he would do next.

Han Xuming is more concerned about whether this person is reliable.

"Abbot, you are a high monk, you must know that you can't be too partial. After some pleasantries, the words of the Venerable Master finally went straight to the core.

"The secret of the Heavenly Tribulation Sword, those two husbands and wives, should be explained to the world!" said the Venerable Master Baitong quietly.

"Yes, give me an explanation!" shouted the people around him.

After finishing around, he turned around and asked Yan Chenxu and his wife: "You two, do you really have anything to hide?"

"No!" Yan Chenxu replied coldly, not bothering to explain, and didn't bother to explain, turning his face to the side, not even bothering to look at the people around him.

Leng Chixia smiled softly, and said, "We really have no reservations, that parchment roll is just a waste product, and there is nothing on it." ”

"Will anyone believe us?" said the Belden Master in a deep nasal voice.

"Hand over the stuff!"

"Believe it or not, it's up to you!" In the hand of the end, a Zen staff was focused on the ground, and then a circle of qi pushed horizontally, again making everyone shut up.

"Shut up, today, let you come here, not to discuss what kind of Heavenly Tribulation Sword. For the sake of the disappearance of Bailu and the slaying of demons. ”

Angry but not angry, in the closed eyes, the divine light was brilliant, it was simply condensed into substance, and swept towards a group of people, and those who saw it did not dare to say much, for fear that it would really be powerful.

When the Buddha is also angry, he dares to make the Quartet tremble!

After finishing and scanning everyone, he said in a deep voice: "The matter of the Heavenly Tribulation Sword has come to an end, and everyone today should come for the Demon Slaying Conference." ”

"Since the Heavenly Tribulation Sword has not really appeared, everyone, there is no need to say more. In the closing voice, intentionally or unintentionally, there was a slight coolness, which made the hearts of the people present cold.

In this way, although the people around him do not understand, they are the most clear in their hearts about the Master of Belden.

Master Baitong couldn't help but gasp, and secretly sighed in his heart: "How many things did he do to hurt heaven and reason, and how many lives did he secretly harm?"

When everyone was arguing, Xue Linglu walked out of the crowd, and Lianbu came out, dressed in frost clothes, which attracted people's attention and suddenly became the center of the crowd.

With a smile, Yanran made Baihua embarrassed, did not spit out his words, and whispered, "End the abbot, you can't say that, who said that the Heavenly Tribulation Sword didn't appear at this scene?"

"If you want to say that there is no Heavenly Tribulation Sword, what is it?" said Xue Linglu, stretching out a slender jade finger and pointing at the sky.

At this moment, everyone at the scene, without exception, all raised their heads and looked at the sky.

What they saw in front of them made everyone stunned, full of astonishment, their eyes suddenly fiery, all of them moved, their blood boiled, and their hearts beat violently.

High in the sky, the Excalibur levitates!

The Ownerless Heavenly Tribulation Sword!