Shake off the new blue robe and put it on your body.

The dark purple belt around his waist was tightly tied, and Zhang Yan hung the leopard-print storage bag that was standard in the sect around his waist. He also put the "red slant" that did not have the scabbard into the improvised scabbard and inserted it on the other side of the belt.

An outstanding, handsome and dashing disciple of the mountain appeared in the water mirror that appeared out of thin air.

After a few glances, he took off his blue shirt again, asked for a red pen, and drew a simplified image of a mountain in front of and behind him. The front and back are different, and you can see at a glance that these are two different sides of the same mountain. In front of the mountain, there is a circle in the middle of the painting, and the pattern inside looks like Tai Chi at first glance, but it seems to be an abstract "Dao" character when carefully recognized.

This is the pattern embroidered on the front and back of the robe, and it is also the only place where the clothes of the great disciples of the Shan Sect are different from other true traditions. It's just that Master Yunlin uses gold thread patterns to teach, and he can only use pen and ink cinnabar.

Strictly speaking, last night's incident had nothing to do with his penny.

Compared with these "ancients", Zhang Yan is a modern society and does not pay so much attention to face.

He doesn't value the face of the five factions of Longshan very much. Especially not because he lost it.

The reason why he was so enthusiastic this time was only because he was determined to take this opportunity to return to the mountain and reappear in front of the people of the five factions of Longshan. Tomorrow will be equivalent to the stage where he will shine. If you want to do it, you must do your best, of course, you must be upright and show your identity as a great disciple of the mountain!

The night was dark, Zhang Yan meditated cross-legged, and exercised pranayama. A robe, a sword, and a bag in front of him.

After the fifth watch, far and near in the city, the rooster's crowing of "oh oh oh oh~" continued to enter the room. There were suddenly two more bright lights in the room, Zhang Yan opened his eyes, saw that the time was almost up, got up and dressed neatly, shook his body, and went out of the room. Silently, the sword light was retracted, and it flew high in the air, stealth above the clouds.

Sunlight hits the body more directly.

Floating in the stratosphere, the extreme cold around it can highlight the characteristics of sunlight. The scorching sunlight sprinkled on his body, as if even the darker and thicker dark veins in his body were going to be transformed by the sunlight and change his attributes.

"If the Tao is poor, it will change, the demon will eliminate the Tao, and the yin and yang will give birth to ......" Zhang Yan repeatedly chewed on the few words left by the notes of the Black Sun Demon Lord, as if he understood something, but as if he didn't understand anything.

It was close to noon when I saw several sword lights flying out of the city.

On the left and right, one person controls a hunting flag. The other person, the flying weapon is a long banner that the warlocks often carry by the warlocks of the rivers and lakes, with the four big characters of "advance and retreat tending to stop" written on it, and there is a four-headed and eight-armed statue of a god who steps on the void on the reverse side.

It is the "Feather Crown and Green Flag" Li Fazu, and the four-screen Taoist Wan Hongchang.

The sword light in the middle is brilliant and beautiful. Flying all the way, it seems that flowers are flying, green willows are accompanying them, and countless flowers and willow leaves are flying and falling all over the sky.

"Qi Nanqing!

Compared with the cultivation realm, at least Shan Hongmiao and Yuan Miaozhen are above her. Zhang Yan didn't expect in advance that the candidate to go back to visit on behalf of Longshan would be Qi Nanqing.

He moved and followed from afar.

The trio flew all the way north.

The monks of Daxue Mountain, led by Venerable Luo Duo of the Gara Duo Temple, said that they had arrived in the north of the ancient city of Shui, but in fact, the place where the leaders were stationed, was still dozens of miles away from the ancient city of Shui.

The outside of the city was devastated, and there were traces of burning, killing and looting.

The group went straight to a hill slightly east of the north.

This mountain is not much larger than the mound where the Nanshan Temple is located, and the same road curves upward.

On the slopes and mountain roads, there are a group of monks from the snowy region in the east and a bunch in the west, and at a glance, there are no less than two or three thousand.

Zhang Yan, who was hidden in the sky, couldn't help but be startled when he saw it: "There are so many monks! I'm afraid that not only the junction of Longshan Mountain and Gasha Shamen Mountain, but also the entire snowy region is convenient to mobilize, and if you can come to Longshan in a short time, I'm afraid they are all here!"

On the mountainside, there is a walled temple and an ancient temple.

Qi Nanqing, Li Fazu, and Wan Hongchang knew that the leaders of Buddhism in the snowy region here must be stationed in the big temple on the mountainside, regardless of the large group of monks at the foot of the mountain and on the slopes. Three rays of light, across the crowd, like three rainbows, landed in front of the temple gate on the mountainside.

"Da Ri Rulai Temple!" Qi Nanqing snorted lightly, and the jade face was raised. Today, she took off her red dress and changed into a neutral green shirt and long dress. Wearing a jade crown on his head, a jade belt of the same color as the crown but more green around his waist surrounds and locks the flexible and slender waist.

The autumn waves are like water, the expression is dashing, and the beauty is dizzying.

Usually dressed in women's clothes, she is far inferior to Yuan Miao's true fairy beauty, ethereal and gorgeous. Dressed like today, it makes people's eyes shine, and they marvel at how there is such a woman in the world!

Seeing a few people falling straight in front of the temple, they rushed forward in a crowd, and the monks who wanted to ask were stunned and speechless for a while.

There is silence in front of the temple on the big day.

I saw that the corners of her mouth seemed to be smiling, and she pointed to the plaque with the words "Da Ri Rulai Temple" written on the door of the temple, and said in a clear and tactful voice: "There is a friendly heart on weekdays, and you are allowed to preach and establish a temple in Longshan." Now it has become the foothold of the snowy Buddhism to invade Longshan. In that case, what's the use of keeping you?"

"From now on, this Great Day Nyorai Temple doesn't have to be opened anymore!"

As he spoke, Jade waved his hand. A cut of gold and jade, the extremely sharp edge flew out of her hand, and split straight between the words "Dari Rulai Temple", "Ru" and "Lai".

The plaque hanging high in the center of the temple entrance was cut in two from the place where the sharp slash was made.

The temple gate was separated from it, and the whole majestic mountain gate was divided into two halves and collapsed completely.

The monks left and right were in an uproar.

Qi Nanqing smiled coldly, and raised his voice: "Qi Nanqing of Chunming Gate came to visit all the eminent monks on behalf of Longshan! Luo Duo, how can you have the courage to sneak into the ancient city of water to provoke, and don't you have the courage to accept a return visit from your fellow monks in Longshan?"

The beautiful sound suppressed all the noise outside the temple gate, like a pleasant bell ringing, up and down the mountain, all clearly audible.

"Hahaha! Since you're here, please come in!"

A word came from the temple of the Great Ri Rulai.

Without warning, the original temple gate, as well as a section of the front wall facing the three people, were suddenly destroyed from the inside out. The bricks and stones flew sideways, and the tiles and timbers used to build the temple gate were broken into pieces and branches, like countless blade spikes, shooting densely at the three people.

"Carving insect skills!" Wan Hongchang, a four-screen Taoist, sneered, and waved a long flag in his hand, enveloping him, along with Qi Nanqing and Li Fazu. The three of them were illusory for a while, avoiding the chaos caused by the brazen attack of the person inside, and reappeared on the inside of the temple gate.

Outside the vanished gate and the façade wall, there was a lot of mourning.

A yellow-robed master stood up and said with an accusation: "Master Yakgu, you are too reckless!

"Yes!" Two yellow-clothed monks, who were younger than him and dressed as gurus, sat cross-legged outside the hall and stood up and followed the older lama out of the temple grounds. When passing by Qi Nanqing and the others, he nodded lightly, and he couldn't see much anger.

He was slapped in the face by three of his own people, and he was the first to attack, standing in front of the main hall, a fierce man in a white robe stomped his feet in anger.

The ground shook, and the tall and majestic main hall trembled. Tiles and gravel fell.

"Bull Rush!"

A huge yak phantom instantly enveloped his body.

The fierce monk in white turned into a yak with red eyes and angry hooves, found the direction of the three people, and rushed straight up.

"Hehe, decades have passed, and you still haven't grown much!"

Wan Hongchang long banner exhibition, a stroke, a collection.

The yak that flicked its hooves in anger disappeared without a trace, and the fierce monk in white did not appear, and disappeared without a trace.

"All laws return to the sect, dust to dust, and soil to earth. Little cow, you can rest in peace!"

"Release the Yak Ancient Master!" Among the monks sitting cross-legged in front of the main hall, two more white and one red, and the three gurus got up.

A round of blue light passed.

The green flag in Li Fazu's hand waved like a wheel, enlarged to more than a zhang long, like a spear. The thorns are like thunder and lightning, majestic and extraordinary!

"Wan Shibo, Miss Qi, this time, I took it!"

Strictly calculated according to time, Li Fazu is forty or fifty years younger than Mu Yuda, Wan Hongchang and others, almost a generation younger.

After watching the four-screen Taoist of the year, the people were dying and old, and their majesty was undiminished. Li Fazu couldn't help but itch his hands, the pride in his chest surged, he let out a long howl, and stood up the green flag and stabbed.

The tip of the Qingqi spear was full of shadows, and the screams followed.

Although there are thousands of pride in his heart, in the battle, he has never been grandiose. Li Fazu's shot is to watch the family, activate the natal supernatural power, the ten strengths are superimposed, wave after wave, and the power that far exceeds the level of the supernatural power bursts out in an instant!

Don't look at his move, facing the formation formed by the Shenguang monks of the Tianhou Palace, he still can't win quickly. When facing Tianhou Qiying, he couldn't succeed for a long time. If you want to dodge with your body, it is not easy to cultivate to a monk with a similar realm.

"Heavy Mountains and Stacked Waves" is still a very powerful killing move, and it is not as easy to be restrained as Zhang Yan imagined.

Without the mysterious formation of Tianhou Palace, the evil exercises of the monks of Tianhou Palace, the fighting style of not fearing death, the peak of supernatural powers, and the initial realm of Judan, in the face of his move, it is impossible to resist, and it is not easy to dodge!

The three Snowy Realm Buddhist Sect Masters who are equivalent to the supernatural combat power joined forces, and they were still losing and retreating under the banner of Li Fazu, and their defeat was imminent.

Seeing that the situation of the three masters was becoming more and more dangerous, the White Elephant Venerable Luo Duo, who had been staying firmly in the main hall, could not wait any longer.

"Amitabha!" Rhodo clasped his hands together and proclaimed the Buddha's name in front of the three Buddhas.

To his left, an old monk with white eyebrows understood, bowed his head and folded his head, and also responded with a Buddha name. He got up and picked up his staff, threw it hard, turned and strode out of the hall.

Before anyone arrives, the rod arrives first!

A staff that is black and shiny, like gold, not gold, not wood, I don't know what material it is made of, is simple and unpretentious. The staff flew out of the hall and was pressed down with a strong force.

Li Fazu tried his best to pick up the tip of the gun, and took three steps back in a row. His calf stepped on a gravel slab and sank deep into the dirt, barely reaching his knees.

Ten outbreaks, only to fight a draw!

Li Fazu withdrew the cyan flag, and was far away from the red-robed old monk who walked out of the hall.