When the body of Monk Anci was shattered into mud, all the way to the south, thousands of miles away, it was a good season for the peanut trees and warblers to fly in the south of the Yangtze River.

On the bank of the Xin'an River, on the Oolong Mountain, in the Yuquan Temple, a famous dojo of the Pure Land Sect of Buddhism, Amitabha Buddha and Guanyin, Dashi to the two Bodhisattvas of the Golden Height, full of kindness and the ground stand in the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

At this moment, although it is nightfall, the three golden bodies still faintly reveal a brilliance as bright as gold.

Under the benevolent gaze of the three sages of the West, a fat monk sat cross-legged, his brows furrowed slightly, the seven red moles on his forehead shone with a slight golden light, his beard like iron thread trembled slightly, and even the fat flesh on his body as white as a fish belly trembled unnaturally.

Opposite this monk, sat a long man in a plain white robe, who looked quite tall, with five short locks of beard under his chin, but there were five colors in his eyes, and he looked like he had an extraordinary bearing.

It wasn't until the monk's body trembled that the white-clothed walker formed a complicated magic seal in his hand, and printed it on the monk's head and torso: "There are five great lands in my heart, and there are five kinds of royal city thrones, and the senior brother has not returned to the throne, when will he wait?"

With his shout, the monk suddenly spit out a stream of hot qi from his mouth, which was shaped like an arrow, and his whole body was condensed like red light, and flew straight out!

However, this red light shook in mid-air, and turned into a fire crow with a bright red body, and with a loud roar, countless fire feathers swept down like arrows!

In the blink of an eye, Yuquan Temple, the former Tang Dynasty ancient temple and the Buddha country in western Zhejiang, was shrouded in flames. I saw that the wooden protector in the Garan Hall lit a fire, and the mud venerable on the Arhat Hall was covered with smoke, and in a blink of an eye, it became a fire, and it burned a group of monks who sat in the meditation hall to cry and shout their mothers, and ran around with their bald heads. However, these monks did not shout Rulai Jia's grace or Guanyin to save the suffering, but just shouted: "The Buddha Mother Bodhisattva of the Great Ming Dragon Venerable King!"

In the shouting, two figures rushed out of the meditation hall and shouted: "Where did the evil demons dare to come to the temple to make trouble, you must not be released!"

In the midst of the shouting, the sword light had already risen, and between the cold and cold sword pressure sweep, most of the fire had been suppressed by several feet. Immediately, the sword qi leaked out from the ground, leading the underground water veins straight to the surface, and the spring streams sprayed in the room, which had already forcibly pressed down the Daxiong Treasure Hall, the Garan Hall, the Arhat Hall, the Meditation Hall and other places where the fire should have started.

However, between the spraying of the spring water, fire feathers could still be seen peeping out from the ash heap that had long been extinguished, and they were thrown towards the fire crow in mid-air.

The man of the sword could not allow this fire crow to be cunning again, and immediately beckoned: "Disciple, hit it with your gold bricks!"

With his greeting, someone gritted his teeth in response, and then saw a golden light draw a trajectory in the air, hitting the body of the fire crow. I could only hear the fierce cry of the fire crow, and the golden light turned into a ball of fire, which was falling on the bell tower of Yuquan Temple.

Suddenly, the ancient iron bell of Yuquan Temple, which was given by Qian Yu, the king of Wuyue, and the entire bell tower collapsed with a loud bang, leaving only a circle pit of several zhang square on the ground.

The man with the sword and his own disciple who sacrificed the gold bricks hurried forward, but saw that the iron bell and the gold bricks in the round pit had turned into a puddle of red gold juice, and they couldn't get close to each other. However, on this pool of golden juice, a sigil shaped like a three-legged black disappeared in an instant.

The sword light fell to the ground, revealing a thin Taoist man in a black scarf and soap robe, his face was cold, and with the face with high cheekbones and thin lips, he revealed a solemn aura.

Behind him stood a strong man, just staring at the puddle of gold juice in the pit with pity on his face.

The thin man didn't look back, but just said: "What, it's a pity that you have a new gold brick to refine?

While the thin Taoist was talking, in the Daxiong Treasure Hall, the white-clothed walker and the fat monk also strode over.

The strong man standing behind the Taoist man hurriedly hugged his fist towards the white-clothed walker and the monk: "Ming envoy, Dharma King, are you okay?"

The white-clothed walker shook his head and said, "I'm just protecting the Dharma for the Treasure Light Dharma King, and it's not a big deal, but the Dharma King seems to have suffered a lot of losses this time?"

The Treasure Light Dharma King shook his head and said, "Yuan Jue Monk has hit a big bad head this time. I thought that there were some ordinary people in the north of Zhuozhou, and I didn't know how to clash with the people and horses in the north of this sect, and I also broke a bright treasure tree mandala, and I was trying to use the method of séance to a killer, but I didn't want to bump into the one in the cave light spirit ruins! After all, this person is known as the first person in the world to scatter immortals, it is really a powerful cave yang away from the fire, such a domineering burning evil true meaning, I am just a little fire in the soul, and I can also turn into a fire crow to manifest!"

Listening to the words "Cave Light Spirit Ruins", the white-clothed walker also frowned and said, "Do you mean that the fierce god in the Yanyun Realm? Doesn't it mean that he is just quietly guarding the Cave Light Spirit Ruins, and has not been out of the mountain for more than ten years? What kind of charter does the Buddha Mother have for this person?"

King Baoguang shook his head and said: "If he is willing to ascend, then he should have been named Zhu Tianqi a long time ago, so why bother in the world? But most such people tend to have a donkey's temper, and as long as they are willing to hold him, they will not be afraid that he will be against us. This time, it's just that my disciple didn't succeed, and he actually provoked his disciple's relatives, but fortunately, I saw the opportunity early and didn't break my face with him, so I can't borrow anything from him in the future......"

Speaking of which, the footsteps of the Venerable King Baoguang were also a little vain, and the white-clothed walker hurriedly said: "The Venerable King was distracted, and he also used the great supernatural power of a thousand miles of descent, but I am afraid that the vitality is a little wasted, and it is better to raise it." Brother Bao Dao, Fang still has a detailed matter to ask about in the teaching, and in the follow-up, he will bother Brother Dao to protect the Dharma King. ”

The Bao Daoist nodded and said, "The envoy just goes by himself, and we can take care of the affairs of our master and apprentice." ”

After saying that, the white-clothed walker looked at the Treasure Light Dharma King again before turning around and leaving. It's just that this Fang Ming envoy seems to be casual on his face, but his heart is heavy: "Even the opportunity to ascend in the last ten years is willing to give up, how can this generation be at ease to be a scattered immortal in the mountain?

Thinking of this, his face was even more solemn, and as soon as he showed the white clothes on his body that looked like cranes and monk's robes, there were clouds and clouds with Rui Hao Xiangguang to lift his body and go straight down the mountain.