The sky is full of dark clouds, and the sky and the earth change color.

Looking up from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the bright mountain, the lights of the temple are like candles floating on the dark sea.

Ouyang Lian, I am ascending step by step, and there are still eighty steps to enter. A flash of lightning flashed, and there was a loud bang, as if the dark clouds that had been brewing for too long finally sounded, and for a moment the sky and the earth were daylight, but it was only a moment to cut through the thick dark clouds. Between the electric light and flint, a tall figure can be seen standing outside the temple gate, looking down at the people on the mountain. It wasn't a monk, the figure was broad and sturdy, with a stiff beard tied up, and a small bun of hair tucked back at the back of his head.

Ouyang Lian became more and more imposing, and when he walked to the door, he looked at the horseman. Pifu slowly dodged and made a gesture of invitation to Ouyang.

The old monk of the three precepts stood in front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, followed by the Sansi Courtyard. At this time, the three precepts that had long been dying, their eyes were fluorescent, and their spirits were strong. Usually when I saw the dark clouds, I should have taken an umbrella twice, but at this time, I was very serious and didn't make a sound.

The irascible Ouyang finally came to find Sanjie, and the thief monk made him uneasy, and he couldn't take the step of asking.

The three rings that returned to the light finally looked forward to Ouyang, and the arrogance of this proud son of the sky was too heavy, and he couldn't bear to let him go astray.

The two of them were dressed in robes and hunting. Sansi and Pifu quietly hid in the distance.

"Monk, why are you disturbing my mind and preventing me from going further?" Ouyang's voice was fierce, and as he spoke, thunder was rolling in the sky, as if there was the same tone as Ouyang.

"The young man's anger is too heavy, if you are obsessed, you should be more troubled than the Xuanyuan Ba a few years ago, if you restrain your anger and turn into chivalry, righteousness, and benevolence, you can become a giant in the rivers and lakes. "The Three Precepts.

"I want you to take care of it! My life is up to me! I can't help you!" The thunder in the sky overshadowed Ouyang's voice, and within a radius of hundreds of miles, you could hear the thunder in the sky saying that my life was up to me!

The old monk went to the side, the bricks and stones on the ground exploded, and only a phantom of the three precepts stood on the ground, but this phantom was not like the three precepts, and it was not like the three precepts, and the phantom was the appearance of the three precepts when he was in his forties, holding an arhat stick, a horizontal horse under his feet, and splitting the stick in front.

The true body of the three rings fell to the ground, and the phantom never dissipated. It's just that the old monk is obviously a little thinner than just now.

Ouyang's breathing was heavy, but at this time, he forgot himself in his heart, and he only wanted to kill the monk.

Another bolt of lightning struck, and the old monk dodged again. A phantom figure held a convenient chain shovel, holding a large shovel in his right hand, standing in front of his chest with his left hand, looking to the left with angry eyes, his clothes trembling. The shadow seemed to be a little older than the previous one. Sanjie is a little thinner.

Ouyang's eyes were bloodshot, but deep down, his scripture voice was clear.

Ouyang, who was wholeheartedly killing Sanjie, suddenly attacked a figure behind him, and the sword stabbed Ouyang in the back of the heart. Ouyang twisted his body and clasped his hands together to clamp the tip of the sword, and while twisting, his legs naturally sat cross-legged, forming a sitting Buddha shape.

It's just that before he could sit down, the ground exploded, and a dexterous figure rose from the earth, and Ouyang hurriedly jumped high. Faster than he was raised, there was a sledgehammer in a wing room in the backyard, slamming the roof, rising out of thin air, and being held in the hand by a figure standing high in the air at some unknown point. An angry expression, roaring and rushing downward. The kung fu of the imperial body gave him a downward speed in an instant.

The sledgehammer pressed Ouyang's arms and fell fiercely. It is two feet in circumference, like an invisible plane, and it sinks four feet evenly. Ouyang's arms rang straight. At this time, two figures, one on the left and one on the right, stabbed directly into Ouyang's head, and the cooperation was too tacit, Ouyang wanted to move, but it was difficult to move away instantly.

Ling Chi wanted to retreat desperately, but felt that someone was sticking up behind him. It was a withered old hand. Holding the hand knife with one hand and the sword with the other, he shook the two away and kept Ouyang's head.

"Liu Yun, Wentian, Xiaoyu, no! The puppet shouted when he saw the comer.

At the same time, it was a thunderbolt that slashed at the old monk, Ouyang Lian I deserve to be a handsome man in the rivers and lakes, the timing of the catch is unguardable, who would have thought that he would sneak attack the person who helped him at this time.

The thunder fell, and the old monk only left a phantom shadow, holding a ring knife, majestic.

Although Liu Yun and the three of them have good kung fu, and the cooperation of the three of them can exert several times their combat power, a thunderbolt exploded in front of them, which still scared them. The three of them jumped to the side of the horseman.

Under the four thunderbolts, Ouyang was already gasping for air.

"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground!" the three precepts spoke, compassionate and majestic, and intimidated the heart.

"Fart!" Ouyang shouted.

One after another, thunder fell, and there were more and more phantoms in the temple. Whip, Vajra Circle, Triple Stick, Meteor Hammer...... The phantom of each of the three precepts is a few years older than the previous one. And Sanjie himself is already as thin as the eldest grandson.

Until nine thunderbolts fell. Ouyang Lian's eyes were blood-red, blood and tears flowed from the corners of my eyes, and I was also coughing up blood in my mouth, kneeling on the ground, holding my hands forward, and it was difficult to be presumptuous anymore.

At this time, there are already nine three precepts in the courtyard, and the old monk jumps again, and it is a phantom, and then jumps, and then jumps, and then jumps until there are eighteen phantoms of the three precepts in the courtyard. To the last figure, which is the current age of Sanjie, but he no longer holds a blade in his hand, and he is also the only one who does not have a martial arts posture, and he is dedicated to the Buddha and facing kindness. And the true body of the three rings finally jumped onto the branch of the three-thousand-year-old cypress.

He no longer looked like a living person, his eyes were sunken, his cheeks were sunken in his mouth, and his wrists could only see a thin layer of skin wrapped around the ulnar and radius. The wide monk's robe could no longer hold up, and it was wrinkled and shrunk on the old monk's body.

Two skeletal palms together.

The three precepts said: "May the Dharma benefit all sentient beings." Three figures flew into Sansi's body. Think twice and recite the Buddha's name: "Amitabha." ”

Sanjie said again: "May the rivers and lakes be righteous and chivalrous." Three phantoms flew into Wentian's body. Wen Tian only felt that his strength had skyrocketed for an unknown number of years, and it was almost unbearable.

"May the rivers and lakes be kind and everyone will defend the Tao. Three phantoms flew into Xiao Yu's body. Xiao Yu's body seems to have risen a little, and her figure is very moving.

"May the rivers and lakes be the master, and don't form a party to fight again. Three figures flew into Liu Yun's body.

"May the Arhats endure forever and punish the evil and the traitors. The three figures flew out of the temple gate, and instantly fell into the three-energy abbot who rushed back at the foot of the mountain and carried Chu Changsheng's body on his back. The child, who had been nervous and closed his eyes, was startled and looked up at the top of the mountain.

"May the chivalrous man be on the right path and not add to the karma of killing. "Three figures flew into Ouyang Lian's body who was kneeling on the ground. Ouyang, who was already weak all over, felt that someone else had entered his body, trying to control his body in vain, and his unconscious gathering force stimulated the hidden power in the deepest part of his body. Ouyang controlled it hard, and then controlled it. "No, don't, no!" he roared, his own power, but not his own control. The black clouds in the sky frantically poured into Ouyang's body like a whirlpool, and he couldn't control it himself.

Liu Yun knew that this was a sign of asking the question, and Hu Zhanshan had given him a temporary increase in strength for him to see.

The black clouds that covered the sky all shrank into Ouyang's body.

"Ahh At the same time, there was thunder on the ground. The nine thunderbolts he led down slashed into the ground, but at this time, they converged into a pillar of thunder and soared into the sky, piercing the sky along the three-thousand-year-old cypress.

The black sky cleared again with the thunder, and there was no cloud.

At the same time, Ouyang Lian's blood-red eyes also became clear with the thunder. It's like a dream, in the dream you just want to kill people, there is no reasonable explanation, you can think at that time, it's yourself, but you just want to kill people. Now it's like waking up from a dream.

A charred body falls from a tree. With this ancient cypress, it became charred and dead, and there was no trace of business to be seen.

Sansi walked in front of his brother, picked up the charcoal-like corpse, turned around and walked into the backyard.

Halfway up the mountain, because his body suddenly became powerful, Chu Changsheng, who was clear-eyed, asked to get off Sanneng's back. Although the thunder just now made the people under the mountain tremble, he had no fear.

Xiao Changsheng raised his head and looked at the top of Gaoliang Temple for a long time. Sanneng didn't urge him to go up the mountain.

"Uncle Shi, who are those two people?" Changsheng asked.

"Where are the two of them?"

"There were two people flying on the top of the mountain, the one in front was transparent, the one in the back was golden, and there seemed to be birthmarks on their faces, and they were smiling at me. Xiao Changsheng said very seriously.

Sanneng didn't see a figure flying up at all, and asked Xiao Changsheng: "Then are you afraid to see them scared?"

"I'm not afraid, I'm very kind, like seeing my grandfather. ”

Sanneng smiled and said: "The one in front is the Buddha, and the golden-bodied Arhat in the back is your master." ”

Sanneng didn't see those two figures, but more than a hundred years ago, he had also seen the same scene, an illusory figure in front of him, followed by the shadow of his master, heading west. At that time, Sanneng didn't know who the person in front of him was, and the stupid Sanneng thought about it for several years before he thought that it was the master who had brought the Buddha to guide him to Elysium.

Sanneng seemed to be very relieved, and folded his hands towards the west and said: "Origin and extinction, if you go, you will come, Amitabha." “

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