There are two sects inside and outside Qinglong Temple, the disciples of the inner sect practice Buddhism, talking about the transformation of the world, and the disciples of the outer sect practice martial arts, talking about subduing demons and subduing demons, but the really powerful martial arts are not only focused on fists and feet, but also focus on cultivating the heart.

There are three thousand avenues, and the different paths go to the same place, and when you reach the top of the mountain, you can master all kinds of magical powers, and the difference is only in the road up the mountain.

Therefore, don't think that the monks who are accompanied by the ancient Buddha of the perennial green lantern are all powerless people, on the contrary, they can often not only bloom lotus flowers, help the world cross the sea of suffering, but also lift the Zen staff, suppress the demons and evil in the world, more than 100 years ago, there were monks from the Central Plains who traveled thousands of miles to Tianzhu to seek the true scriptures, this road is dangerous, but don't think that he can easily pass by relying on only two pieces of mouth, so in the Qinglong Temple, the real cultivation is the highest, not Zonghai, but his senior brother Zongneng.

The old monk with kind eyebrows and good eyes sat cross-legged, and a layer of dazzling golden light suddenly appeared around his body, just like the golden Buddha statue in the Daxiong Treasure Hall, the treasure is solemn, and it is not possible to look at it directly, this is the Buddha King Kong body, with the old monk's cultivation through the sky, it is to sit in this let the junior brother Zonghai fight for a day, and it is difficult to break its defense.

Not only that, but in front of him there was a simple scripture suspended in front of him, as he held the rosary in his hand and opened his mouth to recite it, the scripture opened by itself, and in an instant, there was a flame like a red lotus flying out of it, and Li Qingchen's scalp was numb, and he felt fear for the first time.

This thing is called "Red Lotus Karma Fire", which belongs to the list of yin fire, so there is no slightest sense of scorching, but it is extremely cold and intimidating.

This fire is dedicated to people's evil karma as firewood, although it does not hurt the flesh and body, but it is dedicated to destroying the soul, once contaminated, the immortals are difficult to save, it is the true immortal to see, but also to avoid it, dare not face its front, although it is slightly inferior to the Great Sun Golden Flame, but Li Qingchen's own family knows his own family affairs, and the Great Sun Golden Flame is displayed with his current cultivation, but it is just a false appearance, there is no fact, and he can't exert the true power of one ten-thousandth of the Great Sun Golden Flame, but the red lotus karmic fire in front of him can't be faked, because he just looked at it from a distance, he felt that his soul was turbulent, and he was so uncomfortable that he wanted to vomit blood, so he hurriedly looked away, and didn't dare to look more。

Li Qingchen secretly said in his heart, is it because the old monk of Qinglong Temple in front of him is also a detached cultivator, or because of that scripture, why can he use the red lotus karmic fire?

At the same time, the red-clothed young man in the azure armor also raised his head suddenly, white wings grew on his back, and he flew into the sky, stretching out his hand, looking ordinary, even simple, but the aura attached to it was extremely ancient, and the strange spear that was intertwined with divine and fierce qi fell into his hand.

Li Qingchen fixed his eyes and saw that at the tip of the spear, there was a little brilliant blood light, like a ruby inlaid on the tip of the spear, he hid behind the master, but there were not too many special feelings, but when others saw it, they only felt that their bodies and minds had been baptized, and at the moment, if they saw the true God, they couldn't help but bow down.

The three masters of the Cross Temple had all knelt on the ground, bowed their heads respectfully, drew a cross back and forth on their chests with their right hands, and recited the scriptures and teachings loudly in their mouths, Li Qingchen listened carefully, but he didn't understand it, so he gave up, just seeing that the monk of Zonghai and the Pure Land was also reciting the Buddhist scriptures in a low voice, he realized that these two people were trying their best to resist the influence of the spear on themselves, and he couldn't help but be shocked at the moment.

What kind of treasure is this?

The old monk sat cross-legged, chanting softly, the scriptures flew over, and the extremely cold red lotus karmic fire flew out and fell towards the old man, and the red-clothed young man who gave birth to wings and flew into the sky also let out a long roar, extremely happy.

"This is a sacred relic of my religion, and it has been stained with the blood of the gods! It is an honor for you to die under this spear as a heretic!"

The old monk and the red-haired young man are both the top masters in their own sect, and they both have artifacts to help, but the old man still has his hands behind his back, and the clouds are light and breezy, it seems that the red lotus in front of him is really just a good-looking lotus, and the spear is just a useless flower shelf.

Seeing that the red lotus karmic fire was approaching and the temperature around him plummeted, Li Qingchen hurriedly crossed the true qi into the girl's body and expelled the chill for her, and almost couldn't help but persuade the master to dodge, after all, this fire was too terrible, it was really an immortal, and it was not pleasing to go.

This kind of method of using karma as a method to attack the enemy is far from being imaginable in the world, and the great master who cultivates in the Heavenly Aspect Realm at will only want to kill himself in the face of this endless stream of red lotus karmic fire.

Li Qingchen watched the cold red lotus karmic fire fall on the master, and wanted to make a move several times, but he stopped, he understood that with his current cultivation, making a move would only help.

What's more, what kind of person is the master, the servants under him are all thousand-year-old dragons who have fought with Yuan Lao, since he does not dodge or dodge, he has his own reasons, where is his turn to talk more.

On this side, the red-haired young man held a god-killing spear in his hand, and with a fan of his wings, he set off a whirlwind, which accelerated instantly, and a shot stabbed out, and the tip of the spear slashed all the way, directly tearing the space, bringing up black lightning and hitting the old man's chest!

Li Qingchen was shocked when he saw it on the side, only to feel that this thing was even far more terrifying than the Buddhist scripture that gave birth to the red lotus karmic fire, even if he held it, it was enough to easily kill the martial artists of the Heavenly Phase Realm!

However, when the spear came to him, the old man held the tip of the spear with his bare hands, and when the red-haired young man saw it, not only was he not afraid, but his face was happy, and he scolded with a smile: "What a fool!"

This gun is the general church to the Central Plains branch of the town of the artifact, is one of the ten holy weapons, if the Central Plains division of weapons, should be the heavenly artifact, because its original owner once held this gun pierced the body of the son of God, the tip of the gun was stained with divine blood, so it is sharp and unparalleled, dare to hold it with your hands, no matter who you are, you will inevitably be cut in the palm of your hand!

And the power of this spear is that as long as it cuts a hole, no matter how small, the wound will never close, and it will get bigger and bigger over time, until death, so when he sees the other party holding it with his bare hands, he can't help but laugh at the other party's "stupidity".

After the old man took it with one hand, he held the tip of the gun with the other, and said nonchalantly.

"A gun is a good gun, but it's a pity that you use it. ”

After saying that, with a slight shake, before the red-haired young man could react, he had already easily snatched the spear in his hand, and seeing that the town sect artifact fell into the hands of the enemy, the red-haired young man panicked, and immediately shouted: "Return my artifact!"

The old man glanced at him.

"Okay. ”

As soon as his hand was released, the spear hovered in the air on its own, and he stretched out a finger and swiped forward at will, and the spear instantly reversed its direction and stabbed towards the red-haired youth!

This holy relic is not allowed to be used by people in their sect, but it is okay if there is enough brute force.

Seeing the spear approaching, the red-haired young man's originally frightened eyes suddenly changed, two divine white lights shot out of his eyes, and even the wings behind him were coated with a layer of dazzling light, in Li Qingchen's divine sense, his whole person's aura changed, as if he was possessed by something in an instant, but it was not a demonic thing, because that kind of sacred and solemn aura could not be faked.

The red-haired young man with white light in the seven orifices suddenly stretched out his hand, and the spear stopped and fell on its side, but he didn't take it, but stretched out his hand and drew a huge cross mark in mid-air, and in an instant, a magnificent white light rose up to the sky, reaching the clouds!

He opened his mouth, but his voice seemed to fall from the sky, producing endless resonance, and neither his tone nor tone was the original him.

"God said, Let there be light. ”

The next moment, endless white light fell from the sky, and in the divine white light that illuminated people who could hardly open their eyes, a large army appeared, all of them with wings, helmets and armor, riding white horses, swooping downward, and the red-haired young man also grabbed the spear in his hand, flew into the sky, and as the vanguard of the entire army, he killed the bottom.

Mr. Yuan Mei, who had already arrived at the front, immediately stopped the idea of the three junior and younger brothers launching the Chang'an Great Array to stop this army of unknown origin, after all, Jingjiao is now on the side of the imperial court, and the real danger is actually the man below.

Mr. Yuan Mei, who had just triggered the big array, also discovered the fact that Da Luo's national fortune was cut for it, for Da Luo, this has far exceeded the harm that blood corpses can cause, blood corpses may be able to slaughter millions, but once the national fortune is dispersed, it is Da Luo that will die, and the troubled times will reappear, and he doesn't know how many people will die, so he can distinguish which is more important.

Thinking of this, he even opened his mouth and said to Bai Jingque: "If Bai Wudu is willing to make a move, I will work together to kill that person, and after the matter is completed, the four of my senior brothers are willing to help Bai Wudu reverse yin and yang, turn this blood corpse into a heavenly corpse, and lobby Your Majesty to hire you two as my Daluo Town National Martial Artists, I don't know what Bai Wudu wants?"

Bai Jingque squinted, looking at the mighty army of white horses rushing down from the sky, especially the red-haired young man who led the way, and then said very seriously: "I can make a move, but I also ask Mr. Yuan to make plans in advance, and prepare to invite Lord Martial God to come to Chang'an." ”

When Yuan Mei heard this, she was immediately shocked: "Has it come to such a point? What kind of cultivation is this person?"

Luoyang Martial God, the ancestor of the martial arts, is also the real patron saint of Da Luo, but because of a public case, he has imprisoned Luoyang for decades, and the relationship between this person and the court is actually very delicate, so the last time the Zhenwu Palace attacked, the Chang'an catastrophe, the loss was so heavy, and the court did not think of asking him to help, this time Yuan Mei took the initiative to help Bai Jingque refine the blood corpse into a heavenly corpse, not to mention, but also made a promise that he would lobby His Majesty to hire two people as martial artists of the Zhenguo, which can be described as turning disasters into blessings, no matter how you think Bai Jingque should be happy, it is too late, but now that she said so, Yuan Mei immediately understood that she still underestimated the strength of that person。

Bai Jingque did not hesitate, but generously said the speculation in his heart, or his worries.

"I can't see through him either, but what I can tell Mr. Yuan is that the last time the Lord of the True Martial Palace came to Chang'an, I think he is not such a person. ”

Mo said that it was Yuan Mei, and everyone present suddenly widened their eyes and was shocked.

"What?"

As soon as the words fell, the old man raised his head, put his hands behind his back, and said loudly.

"I said, There is no light in heaven and earth. ”