Not to mention the impending bloody slaughter in South Korea, the Western Desert is still peaceful now, at least when Murong Feng walked to the gate of the Great Lei Yin Temple, he felt that the anxiety and hatred in his heart were gradually soothed by the sound of the Buddha's singing.

"When you arrive, please enter the temple and have an understanding. A broom appeared at the gate of the temple, sweeping the old monk with white eyebrows, smiling, but he didn't look at Murong Feng, just swept the fallen leaves in front of the door.

Murong Feng's heart froze, he had a feeling that this old monk was a person with strong martial arts, and his deep eyes didn't look at him, if he glanced at himself, he was afraid that everything on his body would be known to him.

Finding that Murong Feng had not moved, the old monk raised his head with some doubts: "Donor, please move to the temple." ”

The fallen leaves on the ground were automatically windless, divided into two piles and placed steadily at both ends of the temple gate, but Murong Feng saw that the fallen leaves at both ends sank into the ground at an extremely slow speed, and the fallen leaves were self-defeating? Murong Feng's pupils shrank, and his heart suddenly became interested in this Great Lei Yin Temple, which had been in the Western Desert for a long time longer than the Demon Sect.

So, he began to move, and asked, "Is this the Heavenly Immortal Realm?" or the Heavenly God Realm?"

The old monk smiled and shook his head: "This is the highest level of sweeping the ground, the old man has swept the fallen leaves for a lifetime, and he will only sweep the fallen leaves, as for the realm of those fights you said, I have almost forgotten it, the donor is in the temple, but unfortunately there is no abbot in my temple, and I have been to the Southern Tang Dynasty Dawn Temple for a long time, and I have not returned." ”

"So now in the Great Leiyin Temple, who can have the final say?" Murong Feng snorted coldly, looking at the old monk in front of him with bright eyes, he originally planned to come to the Great Leiyin Temple to try how high his martial arts were after so many years of concealment, but he didn't know why he couldn't do it before this old monk.

"Old man Wukong, he is probably the highest in the temple now, even if the abbot returns to the temple, he should be able to listen to my words a little, and the donor can naturally talk to me if he has anything. Wukong put the broom on a big tree on the side, rubbed his somewhat rickety back with his hand, and looked at Murong Feng in front of him, his eyes were kind, like an elder looking at his juniors.

Murong Feng was even more surprised, he forgot that he had heard the name of Wukong mentioned by a demon sect predecessor who had not only cultivated anywhere, Buddhism once had a Buddha named Dou to defeat the Buddha, and the monk with the highest martial arts realm would be given the name of "Wukong" and become the first fighter in the world of Buddhism, that is, the mortal world defeated the Buddha.

In the past three hundred years of Buddhism, there seems to be only one person who has had the Dharma name "Wukong", and that person seemed to be a lay disciple back then, and it was also a nightmare for the entire martial arts more than a hundred years ago.

More than 100 years ago, the heavenly realm above the rivers and lakes came out one after another, like bamboo shoots after spring, one by one, breaking the ground and existing, and imagine which person in the heavenly realm was not arrogant? And that nightmare originated from a person in the heavenly realm who was nicknamed "Heavenly Monarch" more than 100 years ago.

When Tianjun first realized the Heavenly Realm, he was already a cultivator of the Heavenly Immortal Realm, thinking that he was invincible in the world, and he had been to the Great Dao View, but the Dao Array of the Great Dao View was operating, and he had used all his strength to shake the slightest, and he had also been to the Academy, but the "Five Masters of the Academy" at that time had already become famous, and one of them repelled the Heavenly Monarch.

But who knows, after the defeat, the Heavenly Monarch has realized something, and entered the realm of heavenly gods, and only needs to comprehend the realm of heaven and man to enter the sainthood, so he thought of coming to the legendary Da Lei Yin Temple, which is the first in the realm of heaven and man, to worship the temple, and challenge the unknown Wukong monk.

Wukong refused to fight, and set up an eighteen Arhat formation to embarrass Tianjun, who was angry in his heart, but slaughtered all Wukong's close friends and relatives in the world, hoping to anger Wukong.

The Buddha was angry, and his thoughts became demons.

Wukong, who was burned with his heart, finally came out of the temple, but it is said that Tianjun could not stop Wukong's kung fu with a stick of incense, so his limbs were broken, and Wukong carried him like a dead corpse, angrily fighting the Great Daoguan, the academy, and those who claimed to be famous and decent people in various heavenly realms.

As a result, the Great Daoguan broke the formation, and Duan Chungang, the chief disciple of the Great Daoguan in the past, took advantage of the location and people, but he was only able to defend the Great Daoguan, and the academy was even more miserable, and the five masters were less than three people since then, and the remaining two were disabled and seriously injured.

Wukong made another book, so that the world's heavenly realm masters all came to the heavenly palace to meet, and the heavenly palace that has been standing at the highest place in the world, for some reason acquiesced to Wukong's approach, Wukong is said to be holding a stick, smashing the half-dead Tianjun into the sky, smashing a heavenly gate, and coldly watching those martial arts masters who claim to be people in the righteous path on weekdays, competing with each other for the opportunity to ascend to the sky, and killing each other.

Since that time, the martial arts have been in a slump, and most of the Heavenly Realm masters have either died, ascended to the sky, or been half-wasted, or like the old Taoist Duan Chungang, who does not care about the world. And Wukong, but there is no news.

Thinking of this legend, Murong Feng was even more horrified in his heart, I don't know if this Wukong in front of him is Bi Wukong, the demon monk back then, should also be regarded as a fellow believer in the Demon Sect.

The old monk seemed to know the surprise in Murong Feng's heart, and he didn't say anything, looking at the pavilion with the book "Tianxin Pavilion" in front of him, and paced into it.

There is a table, two chairs, a teapot, two teacups in the pavilion, and the heat in the pot is surging, and the fragrance of tea is permeated, which can clear the heart.

There is already tea in the pot and a cup on the table, could it be that this monk knows that he is coming? Murong Feng's eyes stared at the things on the table, and he thought a little in his heart, but he couldn't think deeply, and thinking deeply was a thrilling move.

"The donor came to worship the temple this time, is he here to fight, or is he here to invite?" Wukong poured two cups of tea, and one was pushed in front of Murong Feng.

"Murong is here, please invite the people in the Buddhist sect to come to the holy mountain to observe the ceremony in half a year, and the demon sect will be re-established on the holy mountain in half a year. Murong Feng didn't dare to guess the identity of the old monk, so he just whispered and handed over an invitation card in his hand.

"Well, the Holy Mountain, just the Heavenly Demon Mountain Range in the Western Desert, or the old neighbors who went home again, but the Buddha Sect should also come. ”

The old monk stretched out his hand and took the invitation from Murong Feng's hand.

Seeing that Murong Feng had a hesitant expression on his face, Wukong took the initiative to ask, "The donor is here, do you have any other important things to ask?"

Hearing Wukong's question, Murong Feng finally couldn't hold back and said: "Back then, my Demon Sect had done many things that were intolerable to heaven, but most of those real demons had already been killed in Wang Qi's battle of slaying demons, but there was a younger sister next, I only knew that she told me at that time that she was going to come to the Great Lei Yin Temple to find a beast who was said to have cut her hair and become a monk, and then she was nowhere to be found, and she dared to ......ask."

Wukong sighed lightly: "Alas, who said that the Demon Sect is ruthless? Your sister, but Murong Xue?"

Hearing the words Murong Xue, Murong Feng's eyes instantly brightened, and he nodded yes, but seeing the old monk's sigh and somewhat sad face, he felt a little uneasy in his heart.

"Bad fate, bad fate. The old monk folded his hands and showed compassion on his face, and the secret of the year gradually came out of his mouth.

Murong Xue did not ask about the Demon Sect back then, as for the Buddhist disciple she liked, she just had a good impression of what he did before becoming a monk, the Demon Sect and Wang Qi fought against each other back then, almost piercing half of the sky, although Murong Xue did not boast of being a member of the Demon Sect, but after all, she had an older brother who was the leader of the Demon Sect.

When she came to the Great Lei Yin Temple, she was angry with the man in her heart, and she also had inner uneasiness, who knew that the will of heaven would make people, and it was then that she met the killing god.

Hearing this, Murong Feng became excited, his eyes were round, and a nameless qi was brewing, the old monk just glanced at it, and Murong Feng was like a ball of broken qi, and he went down again.

"Don't be impatient, the old man hasn't finished talking yet. The old monk took another sip of tea and continued.

It's ridiculous to say, although Murong Xue said that she hated the man who entered the Buddhist sect, but what she did was no different from the Buddhist teachings, she wanted to use herself to save the killing god who used to hold a butcher's knife, although she was born in the Demon Sect, but the little girl's heart was always good,

After retiring from the killing god, she and him got along day and night, after all, there was still a trace of affection, under that affection and mutual birth, the little girl entered the Tao with love and realized the heavenly realm, and the killing god was to penetrate the breath in the bottom of her heart and understand the heavenly fairyland.

When I heard that Murong Xue entered the Tao with love, Murong Feng's complexion was already extremely complicated, if he didn't really like it, how could he enter the Tao? Could it be that the little sister back then, really loved that guy very much?

Speaking of this, the old monk unconsciously praised: "These two people are wonderful, one is to kill the enlightenment, the other is to understand the Tao, the world says that the first immortal is Li Gongyi of the Southern Tang Dynasty, but who knows that Li Gongyi enlightened the heavenly immortals among the mention of killing the gods? The killing god is a real martial arts wizard who is rare in a thousand years." ”

It's a pity that he was born jealous, and there is a man called Xuanyuan Ce next to the God of Killing, who is the brother of life and death of the God of Killing, and also his personal guard.

Hey, the Xuanyuan family, the origin is deep, the palace keeper of the Heavenly Palace more than a hundred years ago is the Xuanyuan family, and this Xuanyuan policy, it is a coincidence that it is the descendants of the Xuanyuan family.

As for why there are celestials who possess Xuanyuan Ce, it's hard to talk about this matter in detail, but Xuanyuan Ce's sudden change, the killing god can't guess, so he was seriously injured in the fight with his brother, originally, injuries between battles must be inevitable, if you take care of your injuries, it's not too much of a problem, but this kid, between the anger and heart, is crazy, almost killed.

As I said before, the little girl is a kind-hearted person, and she would rather block the kid by herself and change the result of his death, rather than move away and let the killing god kill all the corners and kill all the evils, the result......

Then the old monk was silent, took another sip of weak tea, and glanced at Murong Feng deeply, Murong Feng's eyes were already red, and there were tears in them, but he didn't flick it.

Come to think of it, the little sister who entered the Tao with love, even if she entered the heavenly realm, what if the killing god was seriously injured, she would definitely only be able to block one block, so she had to do something to the man she loved? The understanding of killing gods is so high that it is rare in the world, I am afraid that if I put myself in the position of the little sister at that time, I can't stop the killing god, not to mention, it is her lover after all.

"The little girl died well, the killing god came to the Great Leiyin Temple some time ago, originally realized the heavenly god realm, and entered the holy realm, but he gave up the Buddha nature and demon nature, and only respected the lover in his heart, that is, your little sister, so now, it is only half a step away from the holy realm, I think when he enters the holy realm, I am afraid it is the day when he goes to the heavenly palace to collect debts. The old monk stopped talking, but folded his hands and chanted another Buddha chant.

"Since the donor has got his wish, please leave the pure place of Buddhism, the old man can only hope that the donor will learn some lessons from the events of the year, and then after establishing the Demon Sect, he will do less killing. The old monk got up and turned back, and walked away with his hands.

Murong Feng hesitated for a moment, seeing that the old monk had already walked out of the pavilion, and only the sound of the wind was blowing in his ears, he couldn't help but ask in a loud voice: "Dare to ask the seniors, but the blood monk Wukong more than a hundred years ago." ”

The old monk's footsteps paused for a moment and continued to move forward, but in the wind blowing through Murong Feng's ears, there were two faint words, "My Buddha is merciful, good, good." ”

......

Murong Feng, who had left the Great Lei Yin Temple, had blood in his heart, and the blood flowed from someone many years ago to his heart now, he shouted angrily for nine days, he had decided to put aside the matter of sending invitations for the time being, and he was going to go east, to the Tiangan Mountain Range, and go there to meet the person who didn't want to meet so early.

People are depressed, demons are angry, and they are about to come out, and he suddenly regretted hiding in the heavenly palace for so many years, and groveling to that enemy for so many years, he seemed to remember the identity he had deliberately forgotten for so many years.

I am the demon of the world, and I am Murong Feng.

From today on, there will be demons in the West Desert, and the demonic spirit is rampant, but its intention is great, and there is a trace of murderous aura quietly hidden in the goodness, and the murderous aura is to the west, to the unattainable heavenly palace, and to the height of the blue sky that is difficult to touch in the world.

Yes, Murong Xue died in the hands of Wang Qi, but if it weren't for that Xuanyuan Ce, she would have lived in this world instinctively, Murong Feng closed his eyes in pain, and let the wind whistle and slap on his face, and the green tendons on his neck rose first and then flattened.

Little sister, do you remember, when I was a child, I promised you that you would see you in a wedding dress and smile, at that time, my brother will definitely personally indoctrinate your confidant, so that he knows how powerful my brother is.

The daughter in the wine cellar, my brother has always existed in the place of the past, even if he was not abandoned when he broke the religion, and now he has a twenty-year appearance, but how can you accompany his brother to drink a glass?

The daughter's face is red, how many taels of sincerity are there? How many people know? Now the daughter is no longer red, and she has nothing to spare, and she is burning all over the man's body.

On the top of a certain mountain, there was a sound of crying, which lasted for a long time, and the cry went straight to the bottom of people's hearts, which made people feel moved.