A handful of monks at Manjushri Monastery are quickly cleaning up the ruined temple. Most of the monks felt sacrificed to strengthen the seal on the abyss.

After a heavenly tribulation, the evil demons sealed inside have been lost, and most of them are afraid of Tianwei and hide under the abyss, taking advantage of this time is obviously the best time to seal.

"Abbot, these two people came to my Manjushri Temple, in a vain attempt to steal my Buddha's Supreme Heart Sutra, and also made a big fuss in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. Ask the abbot to take it down to make the Buddha vows. The leader of the elder stared at Ximen Tian and Su Qin, and snorted coldly.

"Abbot?" Ximen Tian stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the handsome monk suspended in mid-air, and suddenly felt like a great enemy. Su Qin also used the technique of teleportation to distance himself from a Zen master, and the dust sword in his hand was ready to go.

"Abbot, this person broke the Gate Gate King Kong, broke through the Handprint Forest, and injured dozens of my Buddhist disciples. Juehui also gritted her teeth, and she was angry, which meant to be a big fight. But under his seemingly fiery appearance, there is an evil and cold heart.

"Abbot, my Buddha's Sect Treasure and Immortal Relic has been snatched away, such a heinous person, all the monks please take it down from the sacrificial platform!"

"Nonsense, when will we steal your Supreme Treasure Relic!" Ximen Tian shouted, and several body protection sword qi hovered around him, showing great lethality.

"Qingluan, isn't that?" Master Yizen looked much more calm.

"Arcana. Su Qin touched Qingluan's feathers, and her face turned red. Although she looked down on these mortal immortal cultivators, she and Ximen Tian were already at a loss in this matter.

"Then what do you want?" Ximen Tian also knew that he was at a loss. Originally, I just wanted to get the Manjushri Heart Sutra, but I didn't expect to make such a big fuss, but I would have killed people a long time ago.

"Lay down the sacrificial platform and atone for your sins!" the monks shouted, and under the guidance of the elders, they quickly formed a large array.

"Wait. But it was a Zen master who stepped forward to stop him.

"Then what do you want?" Although Master Yi Zen has the cultivation of the Great Perfection of Heaven and Heaven, in terms of fighting methods, strength, combat experience and skills, he can't compare to Su Qin in any aspect.

"Although you have done many things to desecrate the Buddha's sect, and even stolen the relics of the supreme immortals and released evil things, you can not be blamed for these things. A Zen master looked directly at the golden statue of Manjushri and turned to the two of them.

The ......monks who were repairing the temple looked at each other.

"Abbot, if this person puts down the mountain, he may do something that hurts heaven and reason! It is better to be imprisoned in the Facing Wall Pavilion for hundreds of years, so that he can sincerely repent. Elder Juehui stepped on the auspicious clouds and slowly flew to the side of a Zen master.

"Don't think about it!!" Su Qin's strings were plucked, and the killing intent flashed.

With a wave of his sleeves, a Zen master enveloped the extremely concealed wind blade in his cuff. The wind blade was disintegrated with an understatement, making a dull noise in the sleeve. Juehui's pupils shrank, revealing a look of jealousy. A Zen master secretly touched the cuffs with his hand, looking a little surprised.

When he looked back at Juehui, Juehui hurriedly pretended to be unaware. The look of jealousy in his eyes quickly faded. Most of Ximentian's attention was also on the strong strength of Master Yizen, and he did not find anything strange about Juehui.

As everyone knows, all this is clearly shown under the round mirror technique of the waning moon. Since then, a huge intelligence network has begun to investigate Su Qin's identity.

"I can even give you the Manjushri Heart Sutra and let you go. As soon as the words came out, the top of Manjushri Mountain suddenly exploded.

"What, you didn't tease me, did you?" Ximen Tian did not appear happy, but showed a cautious expression. I broke into such a big mess in Manjushri Temple, and a Zen master was so willing to let himself go?

"Okay, then it's better to be respectful than to obey your fate. The Heart Sutra was originally what I wanted to use for the tribulation, but now that I have survived the tribulation, I won't take it. Ximen Tian disappeared in an instant, and when he reappeared, he had already held Su Qinrou's boneless hand, wanting to slip away.

"Hey, you can't go yet. A Zen master shook his head and stood in front of Ximen Tian's body, an invisible barrier enveloping everyone.

"What do you mean?" Ximen Tian glanced at the barrier around him, and his smile gradually froze. The hand holding Su Qin quietly let go and touched the scabbard on his waist. Su Qin immediately understood, and the immortal qi in the dantian was quickly withdrawn, lingering at his fingertips.

The monks of Manjushri Monastery quickly took their positions and set up a stick formation in a few breaths. At this time, Manjusri Temple can be described as a net of heaven and earth. At this moment, the atmosphere was tense.

"Mortal, you'd better get out of the way. Su Qin's face was like frost, breaking the strange and brief silence. A few faint immortal qi shocked every monk present with great threatening power.

"The poor monk has only one request. Master Yizen's face changed, and he could only say stubbornly. He could have learned the power of immortal aura, when the Sword Saint killed the demon, the sky and the earth were shattered, and the mountains and rivers were shattered.

Now the purple-clothed woman in front of him is not at all inferior to the Sword Saint in terms of her cultivation, and even has a faint tendency to surpass it.

"What requirements?"

"The three supreme immortal relics on the sacrificial platform are the abbot of Manjushri Temple who has been transformed by the flesh and soul of the whole body and cultivation, suppressing and transforming the ghosts and ghosts for thousands of years. A Zen master looked at the tattered sacrificial platform from afar and sighed.

Over the years, relying on the transformation of demons, Manjusri Temple has accumulated too much merit. Now that the relics are gone, I am afraid that the formation that I temporarily forcibly sealed will not last long, and the demons will break through the seal and harm the living beings of one party.

"Qingluan is a sacred object of Kunlun, and it also has the function of a relic. As long as Qingluan is left behind, you can go. ”

"No!" Ximen Tian and Su Qin refused in unison, and the weapons in their hands showed their tough attitude.

Not to mention that Xiaoqing is the princess of the Qingluan clan, as its owner, how can it stay in the small Manjushri Temple for the rest of its life?

"As a member of the Buddhist Sect, how can you decide the lives of others without permission! What's more, it's the princess of Qingluan, aren't you afraid that King Luan will find you in person?" Su Qin covered the contract mark on Xiaoqing's forehead, and obviously didn't have the full confidence to break through the big array.

"What about five hundred years?" said Master Yizen, who smiled and didn't break it, but continued to ask. Five hundred years was enough time for him to slowly overcome these heinous ghost monks.

"Monk, do you know how many years I've been cultivating?" Ximen Tian sneered.

"I want to hear about it. "For this peerless genius, even if he is a celestial consummation, he is a little unable to see through.

"Fifty years! Maybe I'll be ascending in five hundred years!" As soon as the words came out, the entire monastery, including the elders, was in an uproar. There are actually people in the world who dare to be so arrogant, and they actually think that they can transcend the immortal cultivation realm within five hundred years and soar to the legendary immortal realm.

"I've only been cultivating for fifty years. Su Qin's words were shocking, and countless jaw-dropping sounds sounded.

"You guys. Rao has practiced for thousands of years, and he has seen many great worlds of Zen, and he can't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva with difficulty.

"A hundred years, no more. ”