Inaccessible, it is an independent Zen temple, surrounded by green bamboo, reflecting the blue and black stone bricks, looking at it from a distance is very Zen.

When the summer is strong, there are no cicadas and birds in the ears, and it is quiet. If it weren't for the cleanliness of the Zen courtyard, it would really make people feel like an abandoned courtyard.

Cen Jin stood outside the ancient wall, looked at it, and did not rush in. The breeze blows the green robe, which is very appropriate.

With a faint smile, Cen Jin took a step and pushed the door in.

"Wow!"

Suddenly, a Buddhist voice sounded in his ears, and the courtyard wall surrounding the meditation room changed abruptly. In the blink of an eye, the blue and black stone bricks glowed with a faint golden light, and the golden electric light swam quickly between the gaps, outlining the appearance of the blue bricks, and then climbed into the sky out of thin air, entangled and connected, and only one breath of effort gathered above the head.

The golden thunder turned into a huge golden bell, covering the entire Zen temple, and under the interconnection, it was like a golden silk robe. The courtyard wall meditation room disappeared, and the eyes were full of golden light and thunder in the ears.

Cen Jin couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly. looked at the old monk who was clasping his hands together not far away, looking at each other angrily.

"The golden bell jar of Buddhism? Master Lei has good skills, this thunder method and the golden bell jar are combined to form a formation, and it seems to be strong! It took a lot of time and used a lot of money, right? No wonder the incense of the Thundering Temple is prosperous, but there is no expansion, it turns out that the money has filled your pockets, master!"

"Bold devil, dare to come to the pure place of my Buddha Gate! Lao Qu wants to eliminate harm for the people today and send you to Shura Purgatory!" Master Yilei was too lazy to listen to his nonsense, and shouted angrily, mixed with the sound of the heaven-shaking Buddha, as if he wanted to defeat the demon cultivator's state of mind.

Cen Jin smiled, indifferent to this. Seeing this, Master Yilei's heart sank. Under the sound of the Buddha, it can not be affected, which shows that this devil's cultivation is definitely not weak.

"Are all the monks of your Thundering Temple so short-tempered? I just met a little one who wanted to kill me, and now the old one is going to take his life without asking the reason? Master, it's too unreasonable. ”

"Hmph, the adversary, don't say much, die!"

A thunder master's white beard flew horizontally, took out a gold-patterned Zen staff out of thin air, stepped out, trembled violently, and his body was like golden lightning, and he jumped in front of Cen Jin.

Raising his hand and slamming a heavy stick, the Zen staff slammed into the latter.

Cen Jin did not dodge or dodge, his right hand was raised high and raised above his head.

"Wow~"

A golden sound.

Master Yilei's palm was shaken and painful, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

I saw that Cen Jin seemed to be casual, grabbed the Zen stick directly, stopped in the air, and couldn't fall at all.

"I'm not here to fight, I just want to ask the master something, there's no need to do it. Cen Jin said with a smile.

Master Yi Lei was horrified in his heart, and only this moment he knew that the cultivation of this demon cultivator in Eternal Night City was definitely not weaker than him. But in the land of Buddhism, how can demon cultivation be allowed to run rampant?

Master Yilei stared at him, didn't say much, and twitched his hand, wanting to take back the Zen staff. However, the staff did not move, as if it were embedded in the latter's hand.

Seeing this, the master stomped his feet heavily on the ground and sank a foot to the ground. Reciting the Heart Sutra in his mouth, the palm of his hand seemed to become several times larger in an instant, and the golden thunder was dense. Angry eyes widened, without hesitation, a palm slapped.

The thunder turned into a huge golden palm and slapped in an instant. Seeing this, Cen Jin frowned, raised his left hand, and pointed to the void.

The fingertips were pointed at the palm of the golden palm, and a pure green light instantly gushed out, stopping the castration of the palm.

Suddenly, there was a thunderous roar, the golden palm collapsed, and the golden thunder was like an evil dragon, running around, and slammed into the huge golden bell that shrouded the Zen temple, roaring.

Master Lei's eyebrows were blown back by the vigorous blow, and he immediately let go of the Zen staff, and with an urgent order in his mouth, the whole person suddenly turned golden, and his momentum skyrocketed, his fists were clenched, and he shouted, and he approached and pointed at Cen Jin's chest.

Seeing this, Cen Jin actually showed a trace of joy strangely.

"Boom!" came a muffled sound.

The latter was hit hard and hit the Admiralty directly, and the golden electric dragon seemed to have discovered the enemy, and immediately rushed in, and hundreds of lightning bolts smashed on his back, knocking him away again.

When Master Lei saw that he had succeeded in a blow, he immediately took advantage of the victory to pursue, and the Buddha was full of light, and he took out a white jade relic with his fingers, and recited a word silently in his mouth, and the relics suddenly turned into a streamer and shot at Cen Jin, who had just stood up.

Seeing that the relics went straight to the latter's forehead, he was about to smash open his head and destroy his altar. Seeing that the latter's eyes were cold, he suddenly raised his hand, and he grabbed the relics directly out of thin air.

Above the relics, the holy aura was permeated, trembling between Cen Jin's fingers. The latter's white fingers, as if they were only scorching in the flames, made a sizzling sound, and in a moment they were burned black.

Seeing this, Master Yilei's heart sank, and he hurriedly folded his hands, his brows were furrowed, and the Buddhist scriptures in his mouth kept chanting, and his vitality was churning, and he tried his best to urge the relics.

Cen Jin looked at him and sneered.

"Buddha Gate Holy Weapon? Hmph! You can't talk about it properly, okay, this king wants to see how profound your Dharma is!"

After that, Cen Jin concentrated on his fingers and pressed the relics fiercely.

Master Yilei's body tightened, as if he was pinched by a giant hand, and he couldn't help but feel his breath stagnate. Immediately, he didn't dare to be careless, his legs sank, and he took root in the ground. Gritting his teeth, he opened the purple mansion, his vitality rose sharply, and the sound of chanting Buddhist scriptures came out from his heart, and suddenly resounded through the world. The white light on the relics suddenly bloomed, and the holy qi surged, resisting Cen Jin's finger force to the death.

Seeing this, the latter smiled gloomily, and the magic skill worked in an instant, and the green robe shone brightly, with brilliant and ethereal changes. The fingers holding the relics suddenly changed, turning from white to black, as if they were crystal clear ink stones.

The demonic qi overflowed from the fingertips, counteracting with the holy qi, and the follow-up was powerful, constantly gushing out, quickly wrapping the relics, looking like a black projectile from a distance.

Master Yilei's face was solemn, and his wrinkled face was even more difficult to twist together.

Cen Jin let out a low cry in his heart, and his fingertips exerted force, and the demonic qi was like a sharp blade, quickly cutting through the relics, and then pinched it fiercely.

The golden thunder suddenly exploded on the fingertips of his fingers, and suddenly the smoke and dust filled the air.

Master Yilei suddenly felt a burst of qi and blood chaos, the golden body suddenly faded, a sickly flush appeared on his pale face, and the next moment, as if suffering a heavy blow, the whole person staggered to the ground, in his chest and abdomen, qi and blood surged, and he couldn't help vomiting a mouthful of blood.

The down-and-out realm that has been cultivated for thousands of years retreats again and again, and falls directly to the divine soul.

The natal weapon was destroyed, the realm fell, and Master Yilei only felt a severe pain and weakness all over his body, dizzy, and looked at the place where the smoke and dust dissipated in horror.

Walking out in a green robe, Cen Jin looked at Master Yilei with a soft smile on his face, and when he saw the latter's miserable appearance, he suddenly put on a surprised expression.

"That's a natal artifact?" Cen Jin was surprised, "Oh, master, didn't you say it earlier, I still have something to ask you for in the future, now that it's like this, how can it end!"

Hearing this, Master Yilei struggled to prop himself up, sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, put his hands together in front of his chest, and took a few deep breaths.

"Amitabha~"

Seeing this, Cen Jin raised his eyebrows, and couldn't help laughing, "That's right, the eminent monk who eats fasting and recites the Buddha, how good it is to chat calmly, and when you come up, you are fighting and killing, where is your identity as a master?"

"Lao Qu does his best, worthy of the Buddha's ancestors, Buddhism is pure, and there is no room for demons! Buddhism is inexhaustible when he is born, and he goes to the West, and asks Zen in front of the Buddha!" Master Yilei said to himself calmly.

Cen Jin's eyes narrowed, and he didn't know why.

Suddenly, the golden vitality on the body of Master Lei ran out wantonly, and in all directions, it quickly crashed into the huge golden bell that enveloped the Zen Temple, and the golden bell let out a trembling sound, and the golden thunder was like a thunder dragon with a huge mouth open, quickly devouring the vitality.

The next moment, the golden light was sheng, and the thunder dragon turned into a dense net and quickly retracted. Where Jin Lei passed, the earth was cut into a series of smooth and thin holes.

Seeing this, Cen Jin's eyes were cold.

"Master Yilei is going to be martyred!?"

The latter turned a deaf ear, his face was calm, and he continued to release his vitality and gather the golden bell.

"Hehe, this formation is good, but it's a pity, Master, your Dharma is not deep enough, so I underestimate it. Cen Jin smiled and said, "I heard that the power of your living soul realm is the Martial King? In our place, in a realm like mine, you can call yourself the Demon King, they are all kings, who do you say is strong and who is weak?"

The words came into his ears, and Master Yilei suddenly opened his eyes, shocked.

"Demon spirits!?"

Cen Jin sneered, then jumped up, raised one hand high, and directly held the top of the bell.

The golden thunder dragon quickly gathered, like a quick knife, slashing at the big hand that blocked castration.

"Kang!

On Cen Jin's palm, only a few white marks appeared, but no injuries were left.

Demonic energy suddenly poured out, and the heavens and the earth changed color. At the Leiming Temple, the day suddenly turned into night. Whether it is a layman pilgrim or a practicing monk, there is no reason to break out in a cold sweat at this moment.

Cen Jin's eyes were dark, and there was no white kernel in sight. The momentum of the whole body continued to rise, as if it had the intention of shaking the way of heaven. Master Yilei sat cross-legged, frightened, practiced for thousands of years, never seen such a demon cultivator, recited a lifetime of scriptures and Buddhism, he thought he was not afraid of life and death, but at this moment he was actually scared because of a demon cultivator.

He hurriedly chanted a meditation mantra in his mouth, suppressed his mood fluctuations, and tried his best to stabilize the formation.

Cen Jin's hand touched the golden bell, and he shook it suddenly, his palm was like a tough claw, and he grabbed the thunder dragon in the palm of his hand, and then pulled it back. The sturdy Admiralty was like a light shirt at the moment, and a large piece was dragged out and collapsed.

The thunder dragon wandered uncertainly, and suddenly confused.

A huge amount of demonic qi shot out from Cen Jin's palm, clinging to the golden thunder dragon, and following the entangled thunder dragon, it crawled all over the entire Golden Bell formation in an instant. The gold in front of him darkened, and it turned into darkness, and the face of a thunder master was like ashes. Cen Jin's method was to directly cut off his connection with the Thunder Bell Array that had been painstakingly arranged.

The trend of the formation convergence stopped abruptly, Cen Jin clenched his fists and did not loosen his fists, his body went up again, and he shouted "Break!"

I saw the figure in the green robe, like a thin needle, flying into the sky. The original golden bell with thunderous light was like a fragile film, which was pierced by Cen Jin in one fell swoop.

The golden bell collapsed violently, and the demonic qi released the thunder dragon and dissipated the heavens and the earth. The golden thunder flew away like a headless fly, leaving only ruins and ruins in its path.

The monks of Leiming Temple all saw the thunder light running around, and hurried to protect the pilgrims who came to the temple to worship the Buddha. When the thunder disappeared, he immediately rushed to Master Yilei's meditation room.

The night fades and returns to day.

Cen Jin quietly fell, stood in front of Master Yilei, and said with a smile.

"How is it, Master Yilei, can you see it in this hand?"

Yilei knew that Cen Jin's demon path cultivation was profound, and he was powerless to resist, so he simply closed his eyes and chanted the scriptures softly.

"Master, let's talk?" Cen Jin asked, but saw that Master Yilei was indifferent, chanting the scriptures by himself, as if waiting for him to do it.

Cen Jin smiled bitterly, "Why bother? There are so many monks in the temple, and there are so many pilgrims, aren't you embarrassed for me, master?

The chanting stopped abruptly, and dozens of monks who were not weak in cultivation came to the monastery together. Seeing the injured appearance of Master Yilei's mouth bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and then looking at the green-robed man standing beside him, he immediately sacrificed his magic staff and club, and was about to take down the latter.

"Stop!" shouted Master Yilei.

The crowd stopped.

Cen Jin smiled and looked back, looked at a bunch of bald monks, and winked at them.

"Abbot?"

"Go back and appease the pilgrims. ”

"Abbot, this person is a demon cultivator!"

Master Yilei shook his head, "Amitabha, go back and send the pilgrims down the mountain." ”

When the monks saw this, they stood in place and looked at each other.

They also saw the scene of the discoloration of the heavens and the earth before, and knew that it was a big demon, and the means reached the sky. Now seeing the appearance of the abbot, I understand in my heart that they can't help this devil.

"Amitabha~" The monks thought bitterly, and had to turn around and leave.

Master Yilei looked at Cen Jin and said, "What do you want?"

Hearing this, Cen Jin smiled, squatted down, approached the former, and whispered, "I heard that there is a thunder sound bodhisattva altar in Leiming Temple, and a monk who has attained the Tao can enter the altar to refine his body with thunder and cultivate a big thunder gold body." I came here under admiration, and I also wanted to build a solid gold body. ”

When Master Yilei heard this, he frowned and said, "You're late, the Great Thunder Bodhisattva has been invited away by someone who is destined." ”

"Tsk, how can you get the Tao and the monks also lie?" Cen Jin complained, "I'll just go and see, you Thundering Temple won't be missing anything, don't be so stingy." ”

"Believe it or not, the Lei Yin Bodhisattva Altar is in the forbidden land of the back mountain, you can go and see it yourself. Master Yilei said in an unkind tone.

"Master, stop. If you don't start the formation, how can I see the Great Thunder Bodhisattva? Or does the master want me to break the formation by myself?" Cen Jin said, "That's not good, the movement is too big, the time is too long, it's not good to say that it will be blocked before the next formation is broken." ”

After that, Cen Jin stood up, "Master, I don't have much time, if I drag it out any longer, this king will first take eight thousand heads and pile them at the gate of your Thundering Temple." ”

When Master Yilei heard this, his face was embarrassed and he sighed.

"Take you, and you won't harm the innocent?"

"This king promises!"

"Hmph!Outland Demon Cultivation Guarantee, what's the use!?"

"Then you don't have to choose the master!" Cen Jin said with a smile, "Forget it, this king will make some effort, first take the heads of the pilgrims who came to offer incense today, and show them to the master, lest you think I am too idle." ”

Cen Jin said, about to fly away.

Seeing this, Master Yilei's heart sank, and he said helplessly, "Wait!

"That's right, the indiscriminate killing of innocents is too tasteless, and this king has never liked to do it. When Cen Jin heard this, he smiled.

"Your Excellency's cultivation is high, and I hope you can keep your word! If you don't get angry, the old man is willing to let you take your soul and suffer for a hundred years. ”

"The master is so good, I admire it! Don't worry, just kill you, and I won't do anything superfluous. Cen Jin praised.

Hearing this, Master Yilei had to believe it. Stand up and fly to the forbidden place in the back mountain.

The forbidden land is located on the top of the mountain, and there are not only high monks guarding it along the way, but also layers of formations blocking it. Master Yilei walked ahead and led Cen Jin to the top of the mountain.

Passing through the dense forest, a wide flat area appears at the top of the mountain. Among them, there is only a large array altar covering an area of more than ten zhang, three feet from the ground, and eighteen Arhat statues stand evenly. A circle of clear ditches surrounds the altar, which is full of lotus flowers in season. The whole body is glowing with gold, each flower is the size of a person, and the lotus leaves are coiled like a small boat, verdant and dripping.

Master Yilei looked at the array altar and sighed again.

"Master, this is the Lei Yin Bodhisattva Altar?" Cen Jin asked curiously.

Master Yilei ignored him and said lightly, "The golden body is not something that anyone can cultivate, if the Great Thunder Bodhisattva can't help you cultivate the golden body, your Excellency should not implicate others." ”

"Understood, understood. Cen Jin said with a smile.

"Your Excellency, go up, and the old man will fight for you. ”

"There is Master Lao!" With that, Cen Jin jumped and flew to the middle of the array. After looking around, I couldn't help frowning.

"Master, has this array been externally forced?"

When Master Lei heard this, his face sank, showing a trace of annoyance, and he couldn't help but think of the strange young man who was so high that he beat almost all the monks in the temple, forcibly rushed to the forbidden land, and finally disappeared on the altar.

A thunderbolt said in a deep voice, "No." ”

"No, then why are there so many new scars on this altar?" Cen Jin asked in surprise.

"In disrepair. Master Yilei said casually.

Cen Jin raised his eyebrows, smiled, and didn't ask any more. Stand quietly in the center, waiting for Master Yi Lei to rise into battle.

A thunder hands clasped in front of his chest, exuding vitality, the whole body is flooded with Buddha light, the mouth is more than singing, the Buddha sound is melodious, in the canal, the clear water is powerless to spin, and the lotus is swaying.

A moment later, the sound of the Buddha fell. The eighteen Arhat statues raised their heads, opened their eyes, and shot out cyan thunder. Gather into one, forming a cyan thunderball.

The array altar under Cen Jin's feet suddenly glowed with blue light, and a pillar of light of more than ten zhang soared straight into the sky. The thunderball was bathed in blue light, peeling off piece by piece, turning into a lotus flower, and in the center of the lotus, a holy figure sat in it, a bodhisattva with kind eyebrows.

Master Yilei bowed his head respectfully and recited Amitabha Buddha silently.

Cen Jin only glanced up slightly, then turned his gaze to his feet. Squatted down, put one hand on the white jade of the array altar, closed his eyes, and felt it deeply.

Seeing this, Yilei frowned, not knowing what his intentions were.

The Great Thunder Bodhisattva hung above Cen Jin's head, and there was thunder in his ears. After a moment, the Bodhisattva raised his hand and gently tapped the lotus flower, only to see a petal falling.

The moment he left the Thunder Light Lotus Seat, it turned into thunder, and with a thunderous momentum, it pressed on Cen Jin's body under it. Cen Jin only felt that a burst of numbness quickly spread all over his body, and the green thunder was swimming among the flesh and blood, which was used to temper his physique, but it did not have much effect on him.

At this moment, he was motionless, maintaining a strange appearance of holding the ground with one hand, his brows furrowed from time to time, and his head swayed from side to side, as if he was looking for something.

Another lotus petal fell, still hitting his body. Cen Jin concentrated, carefully felt the thunder and lightning, and began to grope with his palm.

Yilei looked at his actions, and his heart was full of doubts.

"What the hell is this adversary doing?"

A quarter of an hour had passed, and the nine-layer lotus petals had already fallen seven layers. Cen Jin didn't make any movement from beginning to end, as if he didn't feel anything about this Thunder Law Refining Body at all.

The more Monk Yilei looked, the more frightened he became, and the more he looked, the more confused he became.

Lei Fa is stronger than the other, this demon is so ignorant, and his physique is really amazing. The key is that the speed at which this petal falls is too fast, the thunder refining body is different from person to person, if you can't completely digest the thunder of refining the body in that petal, then the next petal will never fall.

He only had the opportunity to see the Great Thunder Bodhisattva when he was in the realm of the divine soul, and he only carried the seven layers of petals and cultivated into a golden body.

But the demon cultivator in front of him, in just a quarter of an hour, had completely consumed the seven-layer thunder method!

The nine-layer lotus flower can make him cultivate a golden body? No matter how you look at it, it is not enough! With such a physique, why do you need to come to his Thundering Temple?

Monk Yilei was pondering, but saw Cen Jin suddenly open his eyes with a look of surprise.

Cen Jin immediately stood up, flew up, and came to the Great Thunder Bodhisattva in one fell swoop. Then he opened his big hand, and the demonic energy gushed out, turning into black chains, trapping the latter firmly.

"Devil, Hugh is disrespectful to the Bodhisattva!" Seeing this, Yilei's eyes were about to split, and he immediately shouted angrily and rushed towards Cen Jin.

"Get away!" Cen didn't look back, his body shook, and hundreds of black sharp arrows appeared in an instant, shooting towards a thunderbolt.

A thunder hurriedly resisted, but it was difficult to parry, and more than a dozen holes were punched out of his body, and he fell to the ground heavily, and it was difficult to get up again.

The black chain tightened suddenly, and the huge force directly smashed the tall body of the Great Thunder Bodhisattva, and then withdrew the green thunder that was left behind.

Cen Jin grabbed the thunder light, his eyes condensed, and looked at the array. Then the figure hung upside down and fell straight down. The moment he touched the array, he suddenly let out the green thunder in his hand.

The blue light of the closed eyes scattered, and the forbidden place on the top of the mountain was extremely bright. A thunder propped up the ground with one hand and looked at the array.

The blue light flashed away, but at this moment, the array altar was empty, and there was no human figure.

"Gone again!?" Thunder muttered in horror.