Chapter Eighty-Three: There is a demon in the Buddhist Temple

Zhuge Chen, who was full of wine and food, saw that it was getting late, so he found an inn to live in, and after showing the elder jade pendant that the head of the Wang family had always left by his side, he was naturally able to stay in the Tianzi room.

The maid of the inn helped him bring the spotless quilt, and when he walked in front of Zhuge Chen, he even twisted his waist quite hard. She was already dressed coolly, but it was a pity that Zhuge Chen didn't take a few more looks.

The maid was inevitably a little annoyed, and she put on a look of letting the gentleman pick up, but the man in white was still a decent gentleman, and he was not moved by the beauty at all. If you can really enjoy the joy of fish and water, not only will you get no less rewards afterwards, but you will not lose the enjoyment on the bed alone.

Who called the young man in white so handsome, more pleasing to women than the little minister in the green building.

Zhuge Chen walked into the door of Tianzihao, ignored the maid's slightly resentful eyes, and instead put himself down on the bed, and fell asleep after a while.

Since he came to this world, he hasn't slept a single solid night, for fear that the crisis is quietly approaching. Now that he is in Wang Zuocheng, which is shrouded by the divine consciousness of the master of the Wang family, this Zhendao Immortal, no one will dare to plot against him, and he can finally remove his heart and let himself sleep until he wakes up naturally.

It wasn't until the next day that Zhuge Chen got up from the bed, stretched his waist, and felt refreshed.

After washing himself with sword qi as usual, he changed into a gorgeous white robe embroidered with double dragons playing beads on his sleeves, Zhuge Chen pushed the door out, and continued to wander around Wang Zuocheng idly.

After feeling a little hungry, he walked into a teahouse, listened to the opera on the stage, tasted tea, and ate the small cakes sent by the shopkeeper.

There were a few old men's chatter at the next table, and they also fell into Zhuge Chen's ears word for word.

One of the old men with walnuts in his hand said mysteriously: "Have you heard about the tragedy that happened in the Shaking Light Temple this morning, and I heard that the Wang family has sent people to check it out?"

"Really?!" Another old man, who was holding a birdcage and kept feeding the birds, said in surprise: "We naturally heard about that tragedy, but isn't it groundless for the Wang family to intervene?"

The other said firmly: "What are you lying to do, it is said that he is a long-famous demon in the rivers and lakes, who respects the Tao and hates the Buddha, otherwise he would not be able to kill the entire temple monk." How could a normal person be so crazy in seeking revenge, and dare to be so presumptuous in the realm of the Wang family...... Gee. ”

Zhuge Chen didn't listen attentively to the conversation later, he heard about the Shaoguang Temple two days ago, and he wanted to go to the temple where the incense was flourishing and the pilgrims were endless later today. Unexpectedly, it was only one day that the monks were wiped out, which made Zhuge Chen sigh that the world is unpredictable.

However, knowing that going to the Shaking Light Temple again was just to see the Shura Hell, Zhuge Chen still left a grain of broken silver and turned away. Although the journey was slow, he still walked in before the Wang family cleaned the temple.

As soon as Zhuge Chen stepped in, he saw the big butler with a sad face. He hurriedly said hello and asked, "What's the matter, Boss?"

The manager didn't seem to expect to meet Zhuge Chen here, and he was a little speechless for a while, and it took a long time to reply: "Master Zhuge Gongzi, why are you here?"

Zhuge Chen spread out his palms, frowned and said, "Why can't I come, is it strange?"

Looking at the butler who wanted to speak and stopped, his intuition told Zhuge that the tragedy of the Shaking Light Temple must be full of inside stories. It's just that he really doesn't want to be contaminated with these things that have nothing to do with him, after all, his sword intent is too pure, and he almost can't see the evil in the world, so sometimes it's better not to see it.

"Of course not. The housekeeper hurriedly explained: "Zhuge Gongzi misunderstood me. ”

Zhuge Chen didn't continue to say anything to him, and walked straight into the main hall of the Buddhist temple. The first thing that should be seen is the four Buddha King Kongs that are glaring angrily, which are stained with blood, adding a lot of strange beauty to them.

Even the well-informed Zhuge Chen was inevitably a little surprised by the ferocity of the demon, and the means seemed to directly drain the blood of the person's whole body, and swayed to the queen of heaven like a rain of blood.

The housekeeper stood outside the door and shouted: "Zhuge Gongzi is dangerous inside, come out quickly!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure rushed in front of him like lightning, raised his hand and slapped it on the top of his head.

Zhuge Chen roared: "Who sneaked up on the attack?!"

The bead on his chest, condensed by the Taoist secret method of calming his mind, was radiant and self-protecting the master, and it was only then that he was able to block the blow that was enough to kill him.

Zhuge Chen's body swept away violently and withdrew from the main hall.

In this fight, Zhuge Chen probably figured out the other party's cultivation, and it should be a cultivator who touched the mandate of heaven. And the body is weird, not a good thing to deal with easily.

Zhuge Chen frowned, and asked the housekeeper behind him: "Presumably he is the demon who killed all the monks, why didn't he see the head of the Wang family come forward to deal with him when he is so tricky?"

The housekeeper looked embarrassed, and finally confided the truth: "A confused account, how can you ask the head of the family to come forward?"

In Zhuge Chen's aggressive gaze, the housekeeper continued: "This person is the younger brother of the head of the family, how can you tell the head of the family to do it?"

Zhuge Chen gritted his teeth and wanted to walk back to the main hall but was stopped by the housekeeper: "Master Zhuge Gongzi, don't go in and make trouble." It would be good to wait until he calmed down, and now he can't listen to what he says. ”

"Can't listen?" Zhuge Chen lowered his voice, and invisibly revealed his anger: "Then I'll beat him until he listens!"

The monks of the whole family died unexpectedly, and your Wang family just sat back and watched it, which is really chilling!

The butler slapped his thigh, and in a hurry, he almost knelt on the ground and begged: "Why are you doing this?"

Seeing that Zhuge Chen was silent, the housekeeper said suspiciously: "Zhuge Gongzi, don't you have any special feelings for Buddhism? If that's the case, I won't stop it." ”

Zhuge Chen shook his head and said: "No, I have a deep relationship with Buddhism since I was a child, and I don't have much intersection with Buddhism, and I just know a little novice." ”

He paused and continued: "This matter has nothing to do with this, allowing him to continue like this will only cause more people to die, and I can't stand idly by." ”

The housekeeper sighed: "I didn't expect that Gongzi Zhuge still has this ancient way hot intestines." ”

Zhuge Chen took a step forward and said, "Lifted." ”

The housekeeper opened half of his body sideways, made way for Zhuge Chen, and reminded: "Then you can go, pay attention to safety, and come out quickly if the situation is not right." ”

Zhuge Chen jumped into the main hall, and his sword qi was furious like a tornado, permeating every corner. He turned his head and pouted and said, "It's better to remind me that I have some sense of proportion, don't kill him." ”

The housekeeper was surprised by Zhuge Chen's pride and was speechless.

The ghostly figure struck again, and Zhuge Chen, who was prepared, stepped up to him, catching a glimpse of the other party's face when he breathed and smelled it.

The eyes that felt that there were countless pains hidden, but there was no way to resolve them, made him lose his mind for a moment, it was just this moment, his sword qi appeared a little stagnant, and the other party took advantage of it and punched him in the heart!

Zhuge Chen flew out upside down, and his breathing stopped. But he still handed out a sword, and the two mountain peaks landed and pressed on each other's backs, so that Zhuge Chen had time to breathe. Otherwise, with the opponent's violent attack, he would definitely be defeated early.

Zhuge Chen spat out a mouthful of blood, took advantage of the fact that the other party was entangled by the Kunlun sword, stepped forward, and the sword qi dragon moved with him, turning into a streamer roaring and attacking.

A sword!

Zhuge Chen left a deep scar on the other party's chest, but this only made him more violent, roaring angrily and tearing apart the Kunlun Phantom, raising his hand to bind the dragon!

Then his figure suddenly flashed away, Zhuge Chen looked around and didn't see it, and suddenly looked up and found that the other party was sitting on top of the Buddha.

The devil sits on the head of the Buddha, the most ironic in the world!

Zhuge Chen stood up with his sword, and shouted angrily: "Kneel down for Lao Tzu!"

The sword qi turned into a sword array, constructing this magnificent sword pool. Among them, the blue light revealed, and there was a dragon with two horns looming in this sea of swords.

The only thing that answered him was a roar that was even more deafening than Long Xiao.

Zhuge Chen threw the rubber pillar sword into the sword pool, slowly pulled out the fist and said to himself: "Reasoning with the devil is like playing the piano to a cow." ”

The next moment, Zhuge Chen, who was carrying the Shattered Sky Diagram, smashed into the sword pool and collided with the demon. Zhuge Chen, who was already in tattered white clothes on his body, could simply see it, and his moves were the same as those of the devil. Don't talk about retreating with your whole body, just ask for injuries for injuries.

The two of them have long had nothing to do with the lethal power of cultivation, it was purely a comparison of who could hold on for a longer time, and whose chest was long and broken first.

Even if he was hit in the chest by the devil's punch, Zhuge Chen didn't stop punching and went to breathe, but brushed the top with his hand and smashed it heavily on the opponent's head.

The young man in white quietly operated the Taoist secret method, no longer only pursuing the reincarnation of the sun and the moon outside the body, but abandoning his own emotions and turning into a ruthless person who has the same path as the devil.

One person is unreasonable, one person is unreasonable, and it is unknown who killed the deer.

In the end, the two of them almost threw punches based on obsession, even if their bodies were seriously damaged, they still hoped that the next punch could break each other. If one punch is not enough, and tens of millions of punches are thrown, there should always be a time to distinguish the winner and the loser.

The solemnity of the Buddhist temple has long been lost in the main hall, and even the blood stains of the monks have been covered up under the traces of the fight between the two. Even the roof has turned to powder, enough to get a glimpse of how fierce the battle between the two is.

The housekeeper watched the two of them go up to the sky and into the earth, and the center sighed: "The master of the family, your vision is really good, you have a son like this, why worry about the results of the Wang family's meeting of all races this time?"

Although the two of them punched a lot, it was only the last move that could determine the final victory. And apparently now they have no idea of continuing to fight inextricably, and hand each other their last punch.

Heaven and earth change color!

As if battered, the two fell from the sky like scattered birds, and fell into the dilapidated temple.

The butler was shocked, and hurriedly beckoned the guards of the Wang family to walk in.

At this moment, Zhuge Chen stood up from the ruins slowly, not to mention how happy he was when he spoke: "I said that I would beat you to my knees, and I would beat you to my knees, and I still dare to disagree?"

The young man in white looked back at the housekeeper, and said with a smile: "It's just that the reasonable things will be handed over to the housekeeper, and this son will sleep first." ”

With that, he fell to the ground on his back and fainted.