When the words of the old monk Cangming, or the dragon descending arhat, spread throughout the entire mountain, Su Musha almost couldn't help it and took out the Buddha beads in his hand.

Mida Zen Buddhism really has a second Arhat Guru.

But this matter is not the threshold for Su Mu to make a move.

The real point is that the moment the dragon descended Arhat's appearance, Su Musha's reaction!

The qi and blood around the body were almost uncontrollable, and they went against the current towards the heart of the Jiang Palace, and in an instant, Su Musha's face turned red, if it weren't for the "Nine Dragons Driving Map" suspended in the Mud Pill Palace, at this moment, thousands of red rays were sprinkled, and Su Musha would not be able to break free in such a short time.

Whim.

In his past and present lives, Su Musha had practiced for decades, and it was the first time Fang had encountered such a situation.

Even when Nixia pointed out the opportunity of her physical path, Su Musha never reacted like this.

Could it be that the fate of his own flesh Dao will fall on this dragon-descending Arhat?

Su Musha suddenly had such a thought in his heart, and before he could think about the deep meaning, he felt that the qi and blood in his body were all smooth, and there was no hindrance in the slightest.

Su Musha smiled bitterly in his heart, when he came to the Buddha Land, his biggest thought was to find the opportunity of the physical body, but he never thought that it would fall on this person.

One is a small real person in the realm of building a foundation, and the other is in the position of the Buddha Gate, and his cultivation is almost equivalent to the existence of the Divine Dao King.

The difference between cloud and mud, even if it is an organic fate, how can Su Musha covet it?

Suppressing all the throbbing in his heart, Su Mu waited for the changes above the sky.

Su Musha could sense the trickiness of this matter, and how could the young and old monsters above the sky not react like this.

"The old body doesn't care who you are! You have the view of the Pure Land, and the old body also has the Xudu Prefecture, who dies and who lives, it is not yet known!"

In the depths of the clouds, there was a rain of blood falling, and the ghost flower mother-in-law and others rushed out of the clouds, she was holding the head of an old monk in her hand, but she was the contemporary abbot of Mida Zen Buddhism, and she was also the senior brother of Cangming.

This person has now fallen, dead at the hands of Granny Devil Flower.

Lu Mizi held a black stone platform in his hand, in which there was a crimson blood light emerged, which seemed to be connected to something, and the inner species contained a monstrous evil qi, almost just this thing, it washed away a lot of golden light traces on the mountain gate.

Su Musha felt a hint of throbbing from it.

It's as if this thing is still somewhat related to himself.

At the end of the mountain, the figure of the Dragon Descending Arhat appeared, and Su Musha saw the true body of the Arhat Master for the first time.

The old monk's body was thin, as if there was not much change from before, but Su Mu covered his eyes and saw the things under this person's feet.

Bronze altar.

Really...... Sure enough, it's like the pseudo-god that Su Musha saw back then!

It's just that on the altar, there is no divine fire burning, only a round of Buddha light surrounding, which adds a bit of magic.

"Amitabha, the old man doesn't want to share life and death with the donor, although most of your luck has been exhausted, but the old man has already seen that the person who killed you is not here. ”

The old monk clasped his hands together, without the slightest fireworks, but said so calmly that the ghost flower mother-in-law had little luck.

Even if the ghost flower mother-in-law is kind and kind on weekdays, she is also a demon path giant after all, her face became iron blue at this moment, and she no longer spoke, the void around her body exploded, and thousands of ghost flowers emerged, and it even hooked up the phantom of the underworld above the sky, and killed the dragon descending Arhat.

"Contemplating the Pure Land!"

The voice of the Dragon Descending Arhat was magnificent, his body did not move, and there was a void above his head.

Su Musha is still watching, he has not done anything, the foundation of this so-called Arhat Guru has been found out by Su Musha, and now he has doubts about whether this divine fruit is still effective.

The ghost flower mother-in-law shook the ghost flower in her hand and rushed into the pure land of contemplation, and the figure of the old monk disappeared in an instant.

Cang Junzi, the head of the sect, seemed to hesitate, but finally gritted his teeth, held the hanging mirror, and rushed into the pure land.

The void closed, seeing that for a moment and a half, the battle of such existence could not tell the winner or loser, Su Mu no longer paid attention to it, and continued to shoot, slaughtering the few disciples of Mida Zen Buddhism.

......

"I don't go to hell, who goes to hell!"

Halfway up the mountain, there was a magnificent Buddhist sound, and the roaring mana fluctuations attracted the attention of Su Musha and others.

A Buddha has blown himself up.

Xuan Xuzi's face was ugly, and at that moment, he almost used several killer tricks to escape from the exploding Buddha light.

Before the Buddha died, he actually wanted to use the Buddha's light to influence Xuan Xuzi, and then take him to transform the Tao together.

Even if he escaped with his life, Xuan Xuzi finally endured it for a while, and then highlighted a mouthful of black blood.

Su Musha just glanced at it and ignored it.

In Su Musha's heart, even if Xuan Muzi died, it was impossible to say that Su Musha would still be able to give birth to a little happiness.

In just a few dozen breaths, Su Musha just set fire to the mountain, and even pried open the leylines with Nixia, and didn't know how many mountain spiritual veins were polluted with poisonous flames.

These are all the spiritual veins that were detained by Buddhist monks with great mana in the past, or they were born and raised with the rise of the sect, and now they have all been destroyed.

What Su Musha hurt is the foundation of this way.

Then, someone found the Tibetan scripture pavilion of Mida Zen Buddhism.

This is also the foundation of a case.

Today, everyone broke in, Mida Zen was caught off guard, the people who guarded the pavilion before had died, and now there is no one in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to defend it, and all the Taoists joined forces to break the prohibition of this place, and the nine people were like locusts crossing the border, sweeping away the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

For a while, Su Musha's storage bag was full of Zen jade slips, which must have a lot of profound Buddhist heritage, Su Musha thought to himself, it is best to have the inheritance of Buddhism's physical body, if it helps himself, he doesn't have to worry about the dragon and Arhat.

......

As soon as the nine people swept out, a pitch-black crack opened in the sky above their heads, and a golden divine thunder descended, and everyone's faces changed, and they all used some means to dodge in embarrassment.

By the time Su Musha and the others stood still, Ghost Flower Mother-in-law and Cang Junzi had already walked out of the crack with ugly faces.

The black robe of the ghost flower mother-in-law was broken, and the ghost flower on it had dissipated a lot, and the corner of Cang Junzi's mouth was even more bloodstained, as if she was injured.

What's more important is the state of the dragon descending Arhat.

After a battle, this person did not seem to have lost the slightest, but as the Dragon Descending Arhat regained his footing on the top of the mountain, there seemed to be a deep Buddhist voice around him.

"This time, the two donors lost, don't stop the old man from making a move. ”

After that, the gaze of the Dragon Descending Arhat had vaguely fallen on Su Musha's waiting for the Daozi.

Su Musha complained bitterly in his heart, but he didn't dare to slack off, almost instantly, a punch blasted open the Buddha country contained in the Buddha bead, threw the god fruit into it, and there was a silver and white chain in the world, straight through the Buddha country, and then tore it apart.

The beads were shattered into powder.

A dark golden streamer seemed to be subsumed into the Pure Land of Contemplation.

Above the heavenly dome, before the golden handprint was formed, it was dispersed by the dragon descending Arhat.

The old monk was no longer calm, but his face changed greatly as he watched the changes in the Pure Land.

On the bronze altar, there was a faint golden divine fire lit, but there was a conflict with that round of Buddha light.

In the distance, a magnificent divine voice sounded.

"Jingtai Arhat, you have to give Benjun an explanation!"

In a place that no one could see, in the south of the Southern Regions, in the midst of the endless wilderness, a crimson figure rose to the sky, accompanied by flames, like a phoenix.

In the void, the face of the Arhat Master who was entangled with the Demon Sect's background changed.

......

Nine Heavens, Observation Deck.

Several Taoists sat here, watching the two people in the center play against each other on the chessboard.

One is dressed as an old Taoist, but the other is a young child, dressed as a Taoist child.

Lao Dao fell, and only then did he speak hoarsely, "This game of chess is variable." ”

Dao Tong's face remained unchanged: "What about the variables? This god monarch has been dormant for an entire era, and he has not participated in the changes in the last years of antiquity, it is said that for thousands of years, there is an obsession in his heart, and he wants to end the cause and effect with a person, I have joined hands with him, and I have traveled through the underworld together, he saw the book of life and death, and there is no record of the person's reincarnation in the book, thinking that even now, he has lived in the world, and today's reaction is not related to that person, even if it is a variable, it has not touched the overall situation. ”

When the old Taoist priest heard this, a trace of embarrassment seemed to flash on his face, "I am now using the Southern Regions Yunyun Monk as a chess piece, and when I jump out, I am just a chess piece of others." ”

This time it was not the boy who spoke, but an old man dressed as a fisherman on the side, the old man smiled, as if he had thought of something, "I can also jump into the chess game and play it in person, like those people, now they have no way to interfere with the chessboard, and can only wait for the ending curtain to come!"

Another musician shook his head, "Not necessarily, from the three ancient times to the present, where do you know how many backhands they have left." ”

The cold woman in white glanced at everyone, "Let's talk less nonsense, since he has already left, he has broken out of the Jingtai Arhat, and the Buddhism sect is really a group of people who don't speak well, and it is clear that the time has not yet arrived, but they have already intervened in the chess game! They have no shame, what should we do?"

Dao Tong picked up a chess piece and played with it in his hand, "Since the Divine Monarch has already left, the Buddha Gate will not take any advantage, since this is the case, we will also end up!"

The old Taoist priest chuckled, "I have an old relationship with Taixuanzong, so I went to Taixuanzong." ”

The musician put away the five-stringed piano on his knee, "Another generation of ancestors of Xuanyang Sect is my apprentice-in-law, and it can be regarded as an incense, so I will go to Taixuanzong." ”

The fisherman Lao Suo raised his fishing rod, "For thousands of years, the old man can't remember the causal friendship, I heard that the little lady of the Hehuan Sect was born well, and the old man went to the Hehuan Sect!"

Only Dao Tong and the woman in white were left without speaking, and Dao Tong put the chess pieces on the chessboard and looked at the woman in white with a smile.

"Bai Xun Goddess, I don't know which sect you like?"

The woman in white shook her head coldly, "Speaking of which, I don't like it much, I heard that there is a new sect, the Soul Cultivation Dao Sect, so choose this sect!"

Dao Tong nodded, "In this way, I will choose the Hanging Moon Demon Sect!"

The old Taoist priest got up, and his expression was rarely a little serious.

"Today, I will wait for the end, and in the future, I will rely on my own means, don't go out of the pool, not only did not seal the gods of the heavens, but also let the Buddha take advantage of it!"

Dao Tong also became serious.

"Sealing the gods is naturally a big deal, and we know the stakes!"