"Vermilion Bird bathes in fire, Canglong is reincarnated!" Lu Zhixuan gave an order, and the disciples of the Shangqing faction obeyed the order and changed again, and the deep pit where the sword feather Suzaku was smashed suddenly became fireless**, turning into a large fire pit with a tongue of fire, and under the firelight, a high-pitched dragon chant suddenly resounded through the nine heavens, and the sword array formed a dragon shape and went straight to the clouds, which was the form of the dragon in the twenty-eight star array.

The sword light was clear and powerful, but Lu Zhixuan knew that it was difficult to compete with the giant Buddha in the sky with this array alone, so he immediately poked his sword finger with his backhand, and poked it into his heart, and when he pulled it out again, his fingertips had a drop of amber-like sticky and transparent heartwork. The heart and blood were separated from the body, and Lu Zhixuan's face turned pale in an instant as if the blood in his whole body had been drained.

But he didn't care about flicking his fingers, and his heart and blood flew high into the sky, and he was playing on the Jiaojian that was in the eye of the sword array, Jiaojian felt the master's blood, and the sword body trembled.

At this time, Lu Zhixuan pinched the law again, urged the true qi of the whole body, and praised the magic formula: "The sky kills the machine, the stars are easy to stay! The earth sends the killing machine, and the dragon and snake rise to land!". The heart blood was inspired, and the faint dispersed, spreading out countless slender blood vessels, but a little bit of blood wrapped the entire "Stegosaurus", and behind the blood vessels, tendons, bones, muscles, and scales were born...... If Fangcai's "stegosaurus" was nothing more than twenty-eight swords pieced together into a rough dragon shape, then it was now a vivid and lifelike real dragon. The fangs were terrifying, the head horns were terrifying, and the sword light was refracted on each piece of scale armor, and he roared towards the giant Buddha in the sky.

Lu Zhixuan's "Dragon and Snake Change", when he first practiced, he turned into a green snake, and then turned into a giant python and an evil Jiao, and he could turn into a divine dragon when he practiced to the extreme.

The dragon only swings its tail, it stirs up a gust of wind, cutting the space "clattering", seeing this majesty, the monks of the White Horse Temple are vigilant, the so-called phase is born from the heart, the giant Buddha with kind eyebrows is instantly replaced by the Ming King who raised his eyebrows angrily, the muscles are like the arms of the hill suddenly raised, the fists are clenched, and the explosive power is shot down.

The dragon did not shoot him straight, but turned over and bent over, the dragon's tail wrapped his arm tightly, and at the same time, the dragon's claws poked out and pressed on the chest of King Ming, vowing to disembowel him and dig out his heart and lungs.

And the king of Ming also changed again, the golden cloud from the inside out, turned into a layer of golden armor, the bright heart shield is blocking the dragon's claws, the armor is protective, the king of Ming has no scruples, his arms are together to tear the dragon, and the dragon is not to be outdone, the minions are used together, and the king of the Ming is entangled to make a mess, and it is difficult to distinguish the victory or defeat for a while.

At the time when it is difficult to inseparable, "Amitabha Buddha!" suddenly came from a burst of Buddha horns, the sound is like the yellow bell Da Lu, resounding through the four fields, the source of the sound, the master of Kuming and the monk of the Dharma come steadily, one is like a bitter practitioner, dry and thin, and the other is like the Dharma Protector Vajra, tall and mighty. Every time Master Kuming chanted the Buddha's horn, the sound vibrate, and the dragon scales of the divine dragon trembled, and the momentum withered a little.

The king of heaven took the opportunity to fight back, locking the dragon's throat with one hand and clamping the dragon's tail with the other, becoming the king of the Ming Dynasty to capture the dragon.

"Amitabha, Lu Daochang disturbed the pure place of Buddhism yesterday, injured the disciples of Dafuxian Temple, it was already at fault, and this morning he made a heavy hand, hurting the monks of my White Horse Temple, although Buddhism is not the same way, but they all pay attention to cultivating the mind, and please Lu Daochang to be arrested, just apologize to the injured disciples in front of my Buddha seat and admit their mistakes, we will never be embarrassed. Although Master Kuming's words have the intention of establishing authority for Buddhism, he also saw that Lu Zhixuan was willing to fight against sentient beings, and he couldn't bear to hurt Shouyuan too much.

But Lu Zhixuan has been holding back the fire in his stomach for the past few days, how can he listen to Master Kuming's half-threatening words. Said fiercely: "Wrong, I am no longer a person in the Daomen, why should I be restricted by the precepts of the Daomen, you monks of the White Horse Temple are looking for my bad luck, don't blame me for being beaten back, now I want to bow my head, and I want you to have that ability!" Lu Zhixuan's skills were destroyed to the extreme, and he had no strength to speak, but at this time, he had fire in his heart, and he couldn't care about it so much, and after saying all this mouth, he couldn't stop vomiting a mouthful of blood.

"Anger is the fire of burning wisdom, all because of paranoia, the old monk has no choice but to help the Taoist to let go of attachment. Master Kuming sighed, and stepped forward again, heading in the direction of Lu Zhixuan.

Lu Zhixuan felt the pressure of withering Ming, his breath was disordered, and the divine dragon in the sky also seemed to disintegrate, and suddenly, a clear and harmonious voice came from the sky, "Buddhism is known for its tolerance, and it is the magnanimity of the Buddha to repay grievances with virtue, and the master is aggressive at this time, forcing others to admit their mistakes, how can it not be persistent?"

Looking up, a little finger crane folded into rune paper waved its little wings vigorously, carrying a Taoist flying, the Taoist tiptoe lightly on the paper crane, the face was like white jade, three locks of beautiful hair fluttering in the wind, like an immortal, it was Sima Chengzhen's big disciple, Li Hanguang.

Still in mid-air, Li Hanguang flew down from the paper crane as soon as he lifted his body, the paper crane spontaneously combusted without fire, turned into a touch of bright red and fell on the dragon's body, this rune fire instantly ignited the vitality of the dragon, the dragon's eyes lit up, and the sideburns on his body seemed to burn.

And Li Hanguang was as confused as a feather, and fell lightly in front of the two monks of Ku Ming and Duanfa. Sima Chengzhen was ordered by the emperor to live in Luoyang City so that the emperor could invite him at any time, and Li Hanguang spent most of his time staying in the main sect of Wangwushan Balcony View, replacing Sima Chengzhen to preside over the overall situation of the Shangqing faction.

The Duanfa monk saw that Li Hanguang brought the dragon back to life with only one talisman, and by virtue of this, he knew that his cultivation was more than one step higher than Lu Zhixuan, Sima Chengzhen's most proud disciple, and there was really no vanity under his fame, but he was not afraid at this time, and stepped forward and shouted: "Li Hanguang, I heard that Lu Zhixuan has been expelled from Taoism, and you still don't forget to protect him, the punishment of the Shangqing faction, is it just pretending?"

Suddenly hearing the hustle and bustle behind the people, Du Ruzhi and Zhang Shouzhi also led a wave of disciples to arrive at the same time, of course, Ying Feiyang was also mixed in the crowd, Du Ruzhi said: "I am in charge of the precepts of the Shangqing faction, if the master of the Duanfa has doubts, you might as well follow me back to the view, you can know if my punishment is just pretending?"

Monk Duanfa frowned and said, "Du Ruxue, what do you mean by this, do you want to punish me?"

Zhang Shouzhi stepped forward and said: "The master misunderstood, but the two masters came and went in a hurry, and they didn't have time to say goodbye to the master, the master blamed us for being apprentices for being rude, and specially ordered me to invite the two masters back, master, the tea has been prepared in the Shangqing Temple, and please move the Fa Driver." ”

Master Kuming said: "This time I heard that Sima Zhenren's body suddenly fell ill, I waited for fear of disturbing the real person's rest, before leaving first, if it is rude, it is also our rudeness, a few Taoist leaders or please go back first, for me to tell Sima Zhenren, I hope that the real person will recover as soon as possible, and the door of the White Horse Temple will be open for Sima Zhenren at that time." ”

Zhang Shouzhi smiled with a gloomy face: "The master's fate is difficult to disobey, the master should say these words himself with me when I go back." As he spoke, the disciples behind him spread out into a semicircle, encircling the two monks.

"Click!" A drop of sweat dripped from the head of the Duanfa monk to the ground, this time Lu Zhixuan made a big fuss about the Luoyang Flower Meeting, the Daomen was in front of the loss, the Buddha naturally wanted to hold on to this little braid, make a big fuss about this matter, and take the opportunity to suppress the prestige of the Daomen, who knew that Lu Zhixuan's disciples, the monks of the White Horse Temple, the master of Kuming and the Duanfa monks, Li Hanguang, Du Ruxue, Zhang Shouzhi, the two sides of the people and horses seemed to have made an appointment one after another, constantly adding new weights to their own scales, in front of the White Horse Temple, half of the elites of the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism in Luoyang gathered here.

The purpose of making a big fuss has been achieved, but it seems that the big one is a little difficult to clean up, and now, the words of both sides of the Buddha and the Tao have been stiff, but they really start to move, but they are not sure of victory, and the pilgrims and believers who are watching from a distance in the periphery are gathering more and more, watching this "fairy and Buddha fight" with great interest, and if either side loses, they will become the words of the spectators, and they will not be able to raise their heads.

The atmosphere present was treacherous, hundreds of people confronted each other, there was no sound in silence, and even the Ming King and Shenlong, who were fighting in the sky, also gathered their attacks, one did not move like a mountain, and the other circled.

Just when no one dares to move lightly, "Let's compare again." Lu Zhixuan shouted to break the deadlock, he lost his identity as a disciple of Shangqing, and he no longer cared about acting, at this time, under an order, his disciples also cooperated with the magic trick, and the twenty-eight people worked together, and the divine dragon once again opened his teeth and claws to meet the king of Ming.

A stone fell, stirring up ripples in the pond, everyone moved again, the monks of the White Horse Temple chanted the Buddha's name, urging all beings to wish, and the Duanfa monk wanted to draw salary from the bottom of the kettle, and turned into a golden handprint, blasting towards the disciples who cast the sword array, but saw the green robe flashing, Du Ruyu's short and fat figure blocked in front of him, turned around and palmed, "Burning Jade Tianyan Seal" struck, a red palm print collided with the golden palm print, and there was a bang, and both of them took a step back together.

Above the sky, the Ming King Shenlong started a vicious battle again, the Ming King's whole body muscles were knotted, his fists were clenched, and he made a sudden punch, and his clenched fists seemed to hold all the powerful and flamboyant temperament in the world, and he shot down again with the power of subduing demons and clearing up the easy.

And the divine dragon defended strongly, his whole body straightened, and a sharp arrow shot straight into his fist, and Sen Ran's giant teeth were about to bite King Ming's fist.

Before the two mighty forces clashed, the surrounding clouds had been blown away by the strong wind, leaving only a clear blue sky, like a ring that no one dared to disturb, for them to distinguish the winner and loser.

At this moment, a purple figure descended from the sky, falling into the center of the ring like a meteor!

ps: When naming a few Taoist priests, it was basically decided in a second with a pat on the brain, and then I always felt that Du Ruhui's name was familiar, and today I suddenly thought, "Fang Mou Du Xuan", Du Ruhui is not the name of the decisive Tang Xianxiang? So he quietly changed Du Ruhui to Du Ruxuan, as if nothing had happened.

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