According to the records of the Demon Sect's classics, as well as the investigation of all the traces inside, it can be roughly concluded that there are many Demon Venerables, how many elders, and how many disciples there are in the Demon Sect.

After checking, the Demon Dao attacked Middle-earth, and the victories of the major immortal sects were ...... Coupled with the vast demon array that Su Ting induced, the twelve demon venerables that the Southern Heavenly God killed Jiang Baijian, more than a thousand elders, and tens of thousands of demons.

All of them are unified, and they are about the same as the entire Demon Sect.

That is to say, it can be roughly concluded that except for the Demon Dao Sect Master Su Guan'er, all the Demon Venerables, many elders, and Demon Sect disciples have almost all subdued the Fa.

The vast Demon Sect, only Su Guan'er remains.

"Did you really bury the entire Demon Sect?"

Su Ting gasped, although he had already guessed like this, he couldn't help but be surprised when it was confirmed.

Su Guan'er founded the Demon Sect, for thousands of years, he has been hiding extremely deep and extremely cautious, but this time he really didn't leave any of them, all of them were pushed out, and they were buried on the road to attack Middle-earth.

At present, the entire Demon Sect has been destroyed, and in the eyes of the various sects and clans in Middle-earth, the righteous path has smashed the conspiracy of the Demon Sect.

However, Su Ting understood that Su Guan'er, who founded the Demon Sect and was immortal for thousands of years, was by no means such an easy person to deal with, since he could bury all the Demon Sects created by thousands of years of painstaking efforts, he was completely sure.

Su Guan'er is now in Middle-earth, and I am afraid that success is not far away.

What kind of plot does Su Guan'er have, which can be more important than the Demon Sect he has created with thousands of years of hard work?

"I don't even know Su Guan'er's scheme, how can I stop Su Guan'er from acting?"

Su Ting scolded secretly and said, "A plot that is more important than the entire Demon Sect is by no means an ordinary thing, Heavenly Court will definitely think of this, why hasn't the emperor sent me a helper yet?"

He couldn't figure it out.

The emperor must have known that the Demon Dao's intentions must be great, but he didn't send him helpers.

Although he believed in his Su someone's ability, it was impossible to put such a major matter in the hands of him Su Ting, and he alone would crush the plot of Su Guan'er, the master of the Demon Sect.

"It's weird. ”

"What is the Emperor of Heaven planning to leave me here?"

Su Ting's eyebrows furrowed.

However, at that moment, the token on his waist flashed again.

This news comes from Yuanfeng Mountain.

This is the teaching of Yuanfeng Mountain.

Su Ting clicked on the token, and Fang was relieved.

He was afraid that Yuanfeng Mountain would teach and there would be some major changes.

At present, it seems that the Ming King of Nanshan Temple, where the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty is located, came out of retreat, and realized that the day of his death was approaching, and he called for believers to open the altar to preach the Dharma today.

"If you can't retreat, you can't do it, why are you going to die in the blink of an eye?"

Su Ting thought of the monk he saw at that time, and he was quite speechless in his heart.

In his impression, the cultivation of the Ming Dynasty Dharma King was quite high, his scheming was not shallow, and his wrist was also strong, especially above the Great Zhou National Teacher.

And the Dharma King of the Ming World is also quite young.

Su Ting didn't expect that he was actually running out of oil.

"Before you die, you still preach the Fa? What do you want to do?"

In the past, before the Pure Land of Bliss in the Western Heavens, Su Ting used the Demon Dao mask to exchange for the Dragon Elephant Yuan Zhu in front of the Great Bodhisattva of Baishi.

After that, he promised the Great Bodhisattva of Baishi to use the mirror of Buddhism to illuminate the Dharma King of the world.

Later, when he returned to Heaven, because Ge Zhengxuan achieved the true immortal, his heart was quite devastated, so he retreated for more than ten years, and it was not until this time that he came to the lower realm.

Thinking of Bai Shizhi's explanation to the Great Bodhisattva, there was no time limit, so Su Ting was not in a hurry, after all, the generations of the immortals and Buddhas were all endless, and the time was relatively light...... Even if he is the Dharma King of the Ming Dynasty, he is also a figure comparable to the half-immortal of the Daomen, but he has a lot of lifespan.

Unexpectedly, this time King Ming Shi was going to die.

"If King Ming Shi is dead, won't I break my word?"

Su Ting rode the clouds and headed towards the capital of the Great Zhou.

As an immortal god, he escaped very quickly, and he came suddenly.

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The capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty is located.

In the past, the imperial court relied on the Si Tianjian of the Daomen.

Later, the first emperor began to rely on the Nanshan Temple of Buddhism.

When the new emperor ascended the throne, he not only attached importance to Si Tianjian, but also did not despise Nanshan Temple, and he controlled the balance and paid equal attention to the two sides, and there have been many years.

Si Tianjian and Nanshan Temple, in the capital, are mostly hostile.

This time, the Ming Dharma King of Nanshan Temple, because of a mistake in his practice, is approaching the day of his death, which makes Nanshan Temple, countless Buddhist disciples, feel gloomy. However, Si Tianjian was quite happy, and he only beat the gongs and drums, but as for the Great Zhou National Teacher, he didn't stop it, which shows that he actually had a sense of joy in his heart about the death of the Ming Dynasty Dharma King.

"It's here. ”

Su Ting stood high in the air, and the heavenly eye appeared in his forehead and swept it.

With his heavenly eyes, he is no less than the fairy eyes of any character like Dao Xuan Immortal Weng.

Under normal circumstances, unless Su Guan'er is hiding somewhere, trying his best to restrain himself, and not moving at all, it will be difficult to escape his heavenly eye.

He swept it through, but he didn't find the slightest bit of demonic energy in the capital, but he saw the gloom of Nanshan Temple and the joy of Si Tianjian.

As for the vacant space in front of Nanshan Temple, there are already more than 1,000 Buddhist disciples, sitting cross-legged and listening quietly.

The Dharma King of the Ming Dynasty is located in the front, facing more than 1,000 Buddhist disciples, reciting Buddhist scriptures in his mouth, the words are like pearls and jade, clear and sound, imprinted into the heart, making people suddenly enlightened.

Many Buddhist disciples listened to it fascinated and immersed themselves in the Buddhist scriptures.

Su Ting listened to it for a long time in the sky, although he was an immortal of the Daomen, but he also heard a lot of subtleties about the Zen sound of the Buddhism, nodded slightly, and said secretly: "No wonder this Ming World Dharma King wants to try to cultivate the golden body of the Buddha, his perception at some levels is indeed not shallow...... It's a pity that there are still places where there is not enough harmony, and a lifetime of practice will eventually fail. ”

With the Dharma attainments of the Ming Dynasty, if you can meditate and polish it, and after another three years and five years, you may be able to cultivate a golden body.

It's a pity that he didn't know what he was doing at the beginning, so he was in a hurry, and he failed to cultivate the golden body, but instead hurt the foundation, and now the oil is running out.

One wrong step and no return.

At the beginning, the Buddhist monk with clear eyebrows and eyes and a gentle voice is now drooping and old, and his breath is sluggish, and he is aging much faster than ordinary people...... His voice was weak, relying entirely on his Dharma attainments, supporting his own words and turning them into Zen sounds, and although the sound was in his ears and imprinted in his heart, he became more and more weak.

At this moment, King Ming Shi took a breath and paused.

The two old monks behind him were busy stepping forward to help.

Many Buddhist disciples are still immersed in the scriptures.

But there are many, suddenly hearing this, the Zen sound in front of me is cut off, and I can't help but wake up, and then see that the Dharma King of the Ming World is so weak, all of them have complicated expressions, and they are worried.

"It's okay. ”

King Ming Shi gasped and said: "Everything has a fate, and the poor monk cannot cultivate into a golden body, which is also a fixed number, and it is also a fixed number to perish today...... The sun rises and sets, the fate gathers and the fate is scattered, there is always an end of time, and I just hope that when there is still time, I will preach the Dharma for you, clear the fog, and increase the practice. ”

He patted the palm of the old monk beside him and was about to continue speaking.

But at this moment, I suddenly heard a sound in my ears.

"King Mingshi. ”