Zen Master Zhengci turned his head with difficulty, and saw that Dajue and Gu Feng were already dead, so he closed his eyes in pain at the moment, and said slowly after a long time: "Preach the Dharma, help me sit up!"

Hearing this, Hongfa hurriedly sat cross-legged in front of him, only to hear Zhengci whispering: "Everyone in the world knows that life is short, and it is always wasted in pursuit of fame and fortune; money is easy to earn and difficult to cultivate, and no one is enlightened or flashy." "Groan, close your eyes and pass away.

All the monks cried loudly, and the Zen master was stunned for a long time, and suddenly trembled all over, and laughed maniacally, like a mad demon.

I heard him shout: "Death is death, what are you crying about? A stinky skin, illusory, filthy and impure, is it worth greed?

All the monks were crying, and some people shouted: "The abbot is dead, how can we return to the temple with the face?"

Suddenly, the Mahayana monks shouted angrily, and many warrior monks had tears in their eyes, and they wanted to step forward and fight to the death with the Chunyang Palace!

"Idiot!"

The Zen master of the Dharma, whose eyes were split, shouted, "Go!

He suddenly pushed with both hands together, rolled up an endless wind, and attacked Xiao Qianli and the others directly. Liu Suifeng, Li Chengyuan and the others were unstable and retreated one after another, only Xiao Qianli had a calm face and stood in place, as if the wind had no effect on it at all.

A few impulsive warrior monks wanted to rush forward, but they were stopped by the few remaining golden-bodied old monks. The warrior monks were still struggling, but when they saw the tears on the old monk's face, they couldn't help but be stunned.

"Let's go—"

"Want to go?" Tao Shuangting was about to chase after him with his halberd, but saw a thicker and thicker black aura coming out of the Zen Master Hongfa.

"One thought becomes a Buddha, one thought becomes a demon!"

The golden body was revealed, and a huge idea slowly descended, with endless sorrow, and the light in the eyes of the Zen master gradually faded, leaving behind a color full of regret and pain.

He turned his head, and the remnants of the Mahayana monks had quietly left, and at the end of his sight, a ochre-yellow robe flew away.

Looking at the backs of the departing monks, the Zen master of Hongbo looked at it stupidly, but there was a heartfelt smile on his face.

"Even if you can leave a little spark, sooner or later it will take root and sprout......"

The golden body Buddha light turned into thousands of demonic qi, and the pure innate true qi that had been condensed for decades burst out in an instant, and the huge energy swept across the field, enough to destroy everything. Even Xiao Qianli couldn't help but take a step back, the yin and yang qi in his eyebrows flashed out, and the mysterious Zhenshanhe aura was displayed again, canceling out all the violent explosions.

By the time the aftermath of the explosion had dissipated, the bones of the Zen master had long since disappeared, and a crystal clear relic fell into the snow, exuding a faint luster.

Taking advantage of the fact that the Zen master of Hongfa burned his vitality and blew up his golden body, the Mahayana monks had already left.

Tao Shuangting strode over with a double halberd, bowed down and said, "Sect master, please allow Tao to go down the mountain to chase and kill!"

"No need to hunt down!"

Tao Shuangting couldn't help but be stunned, and hurriedly defended: "Teach the master, cut the grass to get rid of the roots!"

Xiao Qianli smiled slightly, looked towards the east, and saw that the night had passed, and the sky in the east gradually brightened.

"Someone is waiting for them—"

The monks escaped with their lives, and ran all the way to the bottom of the peak, and ran wildly for more than ten miles, only to look back in horror, only to see that there was no one behind them, and there were no pursuers, and they all breathed a sigh of relief at the moment.

The monks remembered the beginning of the Western Expedition, dozens of innate powers of the five Mahayana temples moved together, and there were no less than 300 warrior monks, which can be described as strong soldiers and horses, mighty and powerful, and the momentum was amazing, but now only this remnant of the army was defeated, and even the five abbots of high morality died together, I don't know who cried out first, and suddenly a cry sounded.

Seeing this, Daxin Zen Master was one of the few remaining innate golden body powers, and when he saw this, he shouted angrily: "What are you crying for? If you lose, you will lose! We have studied martial arts for many years, and we will inevitably encounter this sword, and if we have practiced our skills, we will take revenge again!"

Zen Master Zhishan also shouted: "The brothers and sisters are gone, and the living people must take responsibility even more! The five Mahayana temples have been seriously damaged this time, and you don't think about how to rise in adversity, but cry and cry here, what do you look like?"

was drunk by the two Zen masters, and the monks silently wiped their tears. Several old monks discussed in a low voice for a moment, and Daxin Zen Master said angrily: "Chunyang Palace will definitely not let us go easily, and now the plan is only to divide the troops and go south, each east and south, if they catch up, there will always be a few survivors." ”

Everyone said yes, and immediately assigned the team, divided the troops into six ways, ready to stop, and was just about to flee, only to hear a sharp arrow shoot up, and shouts sounded in all directions at the same time, and countless people in yellow flocked to kill people when they saw them.

Daxin, Zhishan and others were shocked, and hurriedly looked up, only to see that this group of people in yellow were all superb in martial arts, and they were the new force that had been recuperating for a long time.

Several old monks gritted their teeth with hatred, and were just about to step forward to fight, but they saw a yellow shadow rushing over extremely fast, raising a sword in his hand, and stabbing a golden tall man who was caught off guard under the sword.

The person who came was really Lu Chenzi, he laughed and shouted: "Don't let go of any of them!"

Seeing Lu Chenzi's appearance clearly, the hearts of the monks suddenly sank to the bottom, this Kongtong head Lu Chenzi is the top figure of the Five Great Dao Sect of Xuanmen, even if Dajue, Zhixing and others are still there, and he is only five or five. What's more, the five Mahayana temples went west to fight for thousands of miles, and after a night of hard fighting, almost everyone is injured now, who is its opponent at this time?

At this time, the Kongtong faction is also the elite, headed by Lu Chenzi, in addition to Lu Zhendaojun staying in Kongtong, there are three of the four elders of Kongtong, and the second generation of the sect is full of twenty-seven, Gengchen and Xue Kaishan, the two leaders of the three generations of the sect, are among them.

Just the three innate elders of Kongtong are enough to wipe out this group of remnants, not to mention Lu Chenzi's personal action, in less than half an hour, the Mahayana monks who had just escaped were killed cleanly, and only the remaining Daxin Zen Master was hit in the right rib by Lu Chenzi's palm, barely standing up.

"Lu Chen Daojun, you were used as a spear by the Pure Yang Palace, are you still obsessed?"

Daxin Zen Master's golden body is already dim and shaky, as if it will be shattered and invisible in the next moment, and he still shouts loudly.

"When the gunman?" Kongtong people began to clean the battlefield, and when they encountered a bald head, they would make up for a sword, for fear that someone would pretend to be dead, but Lu Chen Daojun Shi Shiran walked up.

"Daxin, you and I have known each other for more than 30 years, who am I Lu Chen, don't you still know?"

Zen Master Daxin's face froze, and he raised his head with some doubts.

"Instead of watching the decay of Xuanmen, it is better to give it a go when an obscure Kongtong is in charge. If one day Xuanmen is popular in the world, even if I Lu Chenzi is a loose person, I will be very happy in my heart!"

"Xiao Qianli gave me a little hope, even if he was used as a gunman, so what?"

"Don't think that only Buddhism has the truth of unity and prosperity. Among my Xuanmen, there are not all short-sighted people who are cowering and looking ahead!"

Zen Master Daxin suddenly woke up, raised his hand tremblingly, put his palms together, closed his eyes, and muttered: "Amitabha Buddha ......" A bald head hung down, and he was already dead of anger.