Outside the Mountain of Death, the monks gathered.

Huineng, the true monk of Daxiong Temple, opened the altar here to preach the Dharma, and the monks who happened to gather for the Samadhi True Fire came to listen one after another.

The Sanskrit sound was bursting, the golden bell struck thirty-six times, and everyone sat on the ground or stood around.

As the leader of the new generation of Daxiong Temple, Monk Huineng has become famous in recent years, and his merits of subduing demons and subduing demons have been spread.

He put on a snow-white robe, slowly ascended the altar, and pronounced a Buddha horn.

The voice resounded throughout the earth, and all eyes looked at this dusty monk, Rao is Zen heart firmly Hui Neng, and at this time he was also a little complacent.

Ku Yuan under the altar sneered, and secretly cursed a bald donkey in his heart to know that he was in the limelight, but his eyes looked at the mountain of death suddenly.

That day, the kid in the clouds, looking at it, was very familiar, and after listening to his apprentice Yun Yin, he remembered that this Chen Chang'an was not a junior who was broken by himself in the Taixu Palace.

This kid's senior brother wanted to take him as an apprentice, and he dared to refuse, but he didn't expect that he was really lucky.

broke his leg by himself, it was impossible for him not to avenge this revenge, but fortunately, this time he made a timely move with Huineng Bald Donkey, and did not develop a major trouble.

In his heart, he also hoped that Chen Changan could survive from the mountain of death and come out to save people.

In that case, he might be able to force out a set of methods for absorbing dead energy, as well as a wonderful technique for treating 100,000 sentient beings.

When the time comes, maybe he will be able to surpass the master brother Ku Xuan and become the first person in the Taixu Palace to cross the tribulation.

Thinking of this, Ku Yuan was faintly excited, the senior brother can have today's achievements, it is said that it is because when he was a teenager, he was once instructed by a master.

This master taught him a set of exercises, and after practice, he could produce a lotus platform.

Although the current Heavenly Tribulation is powerful, it is rumored that as long as the seven-petal lotus flower is cultivated, it can easily resist the Heavenly Tribulation.

The Dharma explained by Huineng is very attractive, and many people unconsciously smile.

Ku Yuan glanced at it disdainfully, and then scolded: "Evil words confuse the public." ”

He knows that the Dharma is powerful, and if he is not careful, his mind will be taken away from him, and from then on he will concentrate on serving the Buddha and lose his self.

Daxiong Temple is not only a million Buddha slaves, but also hundreds of monks, and it is not too much to say that they are all powerful in the world.

Huineng's wonderful mouth is full of flowers, his tongue is full of lotus, and when he talks about the wonderful, he suddenly changed his words, looked at him angrily, and scolded loudly: "Although the Dharma is grand, if someone harbors demons and harms the world, the Buddha will not forgive." ”

After speaking, he rose up in the air, floating in mid-air, and pointed to Xuan Wei, who was tied to his hands and feet with a red rope, and was dragged to the altar by him.

There was a ban on this rope from Daxiong Temple, which made Xuanwei lose all her mana and fall to the ground in embarrassment.

Her expression was much haggard, her lips were a little pale, her chest was heaving, and her wheezing was a little rapid.

Xuan Wei raised her eyes and glanced at Huineng, her eyes flashed with a hint of contempt, if she had been before, she would have admired the true monks of Daxiong Temple, but now, Xuan Wei has completely seen the faces of these people.

Huineng was fine on her face, but when she saw her expression, some evil fire appeared in her heart, and she wanted to kill her immediately.

"If you don't have to ask that kid's exercises, how can you be arrogant until now. ”

Huineng meditated in his heart, blessed with the supreme Dharma, and shouted loudly outside the mountain of death: "Xuanwei, are you guilty?"

The sound echoed in the sky, lingering for a long time.

"Phew!"

Xuan Wei took a sip and turned her head, as if she looked at him, and she was disgusted with her eyes.

The people below let out bursts of exclamation and curses, not understanding why anyone dared to be disrespectful to the real monk.

Nowadays, there are so many monks, and there are only a few people who really understand, all of them holding their arms and sneering.

This is clearly to lead out the little Taoist priest who almost became holy that day, once he gets him, it is a great opportunity to ask him about the exercises he used that day.

There is a lack of spiritual energy in this world, but there is no shortage of dead energy!

It's a big deal to kill tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of mortals, if you can go further in cultivation, what is it.

Many monks who have been famous for a long time have watched from below, holding this idea.

Huineng never glanced at the mountain of death, and said loudly: "The Dharma is boundless, and you don't cross the stubborn people, since you die without repentance, the poor monk has no choice but to purify you on behalf of the Buddha! ”

Xuan Wei bit her lip, a pair of apricot eyes seemed to be on fire, if she hadn't been bound by the red rope, she would have stepped forward and fought hard with this shameless monk.

Huineng pinched his orchid finger and pointed towards the sky, raising his hand above his head, looking compassionate.

With a flick of his fingers, a snow-white bone-piercing nail hit Xuan Wei, wanting to nail her to the altar first.

Xuan Wei was not afraid at all, facing the bone nail, raised her head, and scolded non-stop.

"Bang".

The nail hit a sudden iron-armored monster and landed on the ground, and not even a small pothole appeared in the man's armor.

Everyone held their breath, this kid really didn't die, and he dared to come out?

Xuan Wei's beautiful eyes were damp, "Chang'an... Run!"

Chen Changan turned his head, bared a mouthful of white teeth, and said with a smile: "How can that work? ”

Xuan Wei's eyes were red, and she only said in her heart that Chen Changan didn't even want her life for her.

Although my heart is distressed, deep down, there is a trace of joy.

Chen Changan has a bottom in his heart, he is not in a hurry, and he has leisure and elegance and Xuan Wei's eyebrows.

With a slight stroke, he cut off the red rope on Xuan Wei's body, her fairy sword was destroyed, and she was seriously injured, and she could only barely stand up.

Chen Changan stretched out his hand to support her, took the opportunity to wrap his arms around her waist, and very arrogantly took out a bone stick from his back and placed it diagonally on his shoulder.

When Hui Neng saw him come out, he was even happier than Xuan Wei, and his fingers couldn't help but tremble slightly.

In his opinion, Chen Changan is a supreme treasure, and it is not impossible to become a Buddha by himself if he has mastered his exercises.

Huineng clasped his hands together, and then his left hand was flicked, and in the palm of his hand, a golden "swastika" appeared, like the jade of pure yang, born in the air, and the color of the golden crow was the secret art of Buddhism.

This move is extremely measured, Huineng must knock down this little Taoist priest before everyone rushes up, and then bring it back.

Otherwise, they will be scrambled.

Sure enough, as soon as he made a move, Ku Yuan couldn't sit still, and stepped forward in an instant, sacrificing his flying sword.

At this time, many people sacrificed magic weapons, Chen Changan straightened his chest, stood in front of Xuan Wei, and blocked these attacks together.

"Don't!" Xuan Wei shouted anxiously.

The monks were even more nervous than her, for fear of beating the little Taoist priest to death.

After a burst of light, everyone relaxed and let out a long breath.

Then they realized that something was wrong!

Why is it so durable?

A monk took the lead, rushed over, and reached out to grab Chen Chang'an.

"This little Taoist, I want it!"

With a snap, the bone rod struck him like this, and this Jiedan monk's body slowly dissipated, and he was instantly beaten into a piece of powder.