"Hey, who are you, when were you behind me?" Qingliang Temple is indeed lonely, the temple is in tatters, the Buddha statues are dusty, and the monks are nowhere to be seen. And after half a year of training, although Yang Fang's cultivation is still in the early stage of qi, the five senses are more in line with nature, and ordinary people will have intuition if they get a little close. Where is it like now, people are already behind but they don't know, so Yang Fang was really taken aback.

"Amitabha, I am the abbot of Huiwen of this temple, you ask me why I am here, then why are you here?" the old monk said slowly. I saw that the old monk was like a dead wood, although the appearance was gloomy, but it gave people the feeling that the dead wood was like a spring breeze. His voice was slightly hoarse, and he seemed to have not spoken to anyone in a long time.

Yang Fang was stunned, there was still an abbot in such a dilapidated temple. Moreover, this person must be a good cultivator, even if a person at the peak of the Casting Body Realm is within five meters of him, he will definitely be perceived by himself, and this abbot is already standing less than a meter behind him, and he doesn't know anyone. So this plain-looking old man is definitely a master. "The abbot is polite, the kid heard the legend, admired the Qingliang Temple Qingliang Stone name, so he came to take a look, but he really couldn't see the doorway, so he looked a little fascinated. The abbot suddenly appeared behind him, which really frightened the boy. Yang Fang said with his hands folded.

"The legend of the Qingliang Stone is just a false rumor, but the mountain is cool, the stone is exposed to the wild, and it has been contaminated by dew for a long time, so it has a sense of coolness! The night is cold in the mountains, and there are no guest rooms in the ruined temple, so the donor should go down the mountain early after reading it!" After the abbot finished speaking, he slowly turned around and left, and he didn't just go anywhere.

Just like when the abbot came in, if Yang Fang hadn't seen the abbot go out with his eyes, he wouldn't even know that he had left just by feeling it! Yang Fang pondered: "Although Qingliang Temple is dilapidated, there are such profound people practicing here, there must be something strange here! However, why doesn't this abbot have a trace of popularity, and the master didn't give me this feeling when he reached the peak of his qi, could it be that this abbot has turned into a spirit and even recast his body to break away from the mortal flesh and bones? It seems that although the aura is thin in this red dust, I don't know how many powerful people there are!" You must remember the master's teachings and be careful in everything!"

Late at night, Qingliang Temple. A drought thunder sounded in the sky, there were red clouds rolling in the sky, the wind and rain were coming, and there was a sense of slaughter outside the Qingliang Temple.

I saw the abbot sitting on the cool stone with his hands folded, only the thunder rolling was heard outside the temple, and the other four peaks of Wutai Mountain seemed to be shrouded in smoke and clouds, and it was not real. I saw a flash of lightning across the sky, instantly illuminating the dilapidated Qingliang Temple. I saw the abbot's eyes open slightly, and his eyes tore through the black clouds like knives, as if he had seen something.

"Since the donor has come, why do you act like this, why don't you step down from the clouds and talk to the old monk about the scriptures?" the abbot stood up with his hands folded.

"Huiwen, I won't talk to you either, the cool stone heart has been in the hands of the empty bald donkey for three hundred years, I didn't dare to come here when the empty was there, now the empty is dead, you are just a little demon cultivator under the empty monk, you dare to stop me?"

The abbot was not angry, only took out the wooden rosary on his wrist and circled it in his hand: "Donor, although the old monk's cultivation is short and demonic, but the empty abbot has a life-saving grace for me, and I dare not report it." Before the abbot passed away, he said that Chiyun Mountain's major was to reach the late stage of the merger realm, but he was too radical and killed innocents indiscriminately during his cultivation, and he could not break through the level and cultivate the golden body realm without external help. Therefore, I will definitely come here to snatch the cool stone heart, and I must not hand over the cool stone heart to you. I also hope that the Chiyun donor will not embarrass the old monk!"

"Huiwen Bald Donkey, it seems that you are determined to find death, then I will fulfill you!" As he spoke, he saw lightning flashing in the red clouds in mid-air, and before he saw anyone, he saw a pair of red short spears from the main priest of Chiyun Mountain.

"It seems that the donor is preparing to be good with the old monk today. Although Huiwen's cultivation is sparse, he has to be gracious, and he swears to protect this stone heart to the death!" the abbot suddenly said with anger on his face.

"Thief bald donkey, there is a lot of nonsense, suffer death!" the lord of Chiyun Mountain snapped. I saw the red clouds rolling on the red short spear, and it seemed that there were countless unjust souls staring at the abbot and howling in it, only to hear a "click" of thunder crossing, and countless unjust souls gathered on the tips of the two short spears, and rushed towards the abbot with the power of countless unjust souls.

"Lord of Chiyun Mountain, evil obstacles, you have lost your conscience so much, it is just enough to kill people, you actually detain your soul on your Red Cloud Spear, are you not afraid of heavenly punishment?" The abbot of Huiwen is actually a tree spirit illusion, when he turned into a human being, he was bombarded by the thunder, you must know that the essence of the grass and trees is afraid of fire, not to mention the fire and thunder punishment, Huiwen was rescued by the former abbot of the Qingjing Temple when he was about to die, and since then he has followed the empty practice of Buddhism and magic, although he is a demon but has never injured a person, today he saw that the lord of Chiyun Mountain lost his conscience and rejected the soul of the soul of the person was furious.

I saw the abbot of Huiwen holding a rosary in his left hand, pinching the seal of the Buddha Gate with his right hand, the golden light shining between the five fingers, there seemed to be a colorful light wheel behind him, and in a moment the body was covered with "swastika" characters, and the abbot of Huiwen shouted loudly, and the glyphs in the sky were one, and instantly fused into a palm-sized "swastika" character rose to the sky to resist two short guns, and vaguely saw that there were ten thousand Buddhas chanting the sound of the soul, and the soul on the red cloud gun was rapidly reduced.

"Thief bald donkey, after being a human being for a few days, I really think that I am a human being, right? I still dare to resolve the soul of grievances at this time, I think you are really looking for death! Look at the move, the clouds move for nine days. The Lord of Chiyun Mountain sneered, and used twelve points of strength as he spoke, only to see the red clouds in the sky rolling non-stop, as if there were two red clouds connecting the Red Cloud Spear to the Nine Heavens to take the power of the heavens, and the unjust souls that would have been turned into evil spirits were all more fierce and evil than in the past.

"Chiyun, it seems that your means are no more than that. Look at my Buddha... Before the word was finished, I saw Yang Fangzheng, who heard the sound on the mountain at the bottom of the mountain, wanted to go up the mountain to watch, and was about to arrive outside the pure temple, and was stunned by the true yuan scattered by the main body of Chiyun Mountain. I was stunned for a moment, only to see that Huiwen was directly hit in the chest by a red cloud gun, and the whole person flew out upside down, and only heard the sound of "click" a few bones breaking in the middle, I am afraid that the sternum has been broken for several heels, and then the thin body hit the wall of the Qingjing Temple. I only heard the sound of "boom" in the dust, and the whole person fell to the ground.

"Hahahaha... Thief bald donkey, I think you are deliberately looking for death today, right? First forcibly cross my soul, and then be stunned by the qi realm ants, so the old man will give you a ride!"

I saw Abbot Huiwen stand up tremblingly, "coughing" and spitting out a mouthful of blood mixed with pieces of flesh and blood. I only felt that the golden light flashed in front of me, and I knew that I was carelessly hit hard at this time, and the broken bones in my chest must have been inserted into my heart, lungs, and intestines. Abbot Huiwen cheered himself up, and the corner of his eyes swept over Yang Fang, who was fainting, and thought. "Even if the old monk escapes from this difficulty, he will not live for ten days, this child has clean eyes, polite words, and does not seem to be a wrongdoer, it's just that, this stone heart will be handed over to this child, it is better than being hindered by this evil obstacle to endanger the world!"

"Evil animal, even if the old monk dies today, he will not let you get what you want, if you take away the stone heart cultivation and take a step closer, it will definitely harm the world. Abbot Huiwen shouted angrily. The whole body of the monk's robe was windless, and the originally thin body was glowing with golden light at this time, and the left hand shook, and the string of 18 prayer beads that had been held in the left hand quickly flew to the top of the head at this time, and continued to grow. Abbot Huiwen turned his left hand to pinch the treasure bottle seal, his right hand made a flower finger shape, his eyes glared at the lord of Chiyun Mountain, and he drank in his mouth: "Om, ma, what, horn, Mi, huh!" Buddhist six-character mantra.

"Da Ming Mantra, Eighteen Arhat Formations, Old Bald Donkey, you really don't want to die, you actually return to your roots and use your body as the eye of the formation, and the magic weapon of dual cultivation of life as the foot! If I die, you won't be able to live! Bald Donkey, you are ruthless enough! But I don't believe in fate. Ten Thousand Souls Kill the Heavens!" said the Lord of Chiyun Mountain with a frightened face.

The word "Huh!" fell, and I saw eighteen prayer beads in mid-air turning into eighteen Buddhist protector Arhats flying down. Even so, it can also tightly suppress the Ten Thousand Souls Killing Heaven under the madness of the Chiyun Mountain Lord! Looking at it from a distance, I saw a circle of golden light shrinking tightly, and the crimson light inside instantly rebounded out. Abbot Huiwen's body shook and a mouthful of blood spit out, and the monk's robe was stained with blood and turned bright red, but there was a relaxed look on his face.

I saw that the abbot of Huiwen began to return to the original from his feet, and the blue green loomed under his body, and he saw the abbot woodened to his shoulders in an instant, and at the last moment, Abbot Huiwen paused and used his magic power to take out a silk silk from the monk's robe, and a crystal clear stone was placed on Yang Fang's side. "Huh!" Abbot Huiwen let out a lion's roar, and his whole body turned into a dead tree and flew to the top of the eighteen Arhat array. In the formation, the Lord of Chiyun Mountain roared angrily, obviously he couldn't parry the eighteen Arhat Formation with the eyes of the formation. In the array, the golden mangs were shining, the red color flew wildly, and finally the Chiyun Spear was shattered, the roar of the Chiyun Mountain Lord gradually dissipated, and a strong middle-aged man and a dead tree fell together in mid-air, which was the body of the Chiyun Mountain Lord and the abbot of Huiwen. "Huiwen old thief, count you ruthless, but this stone heart is a thing of my Chiyun Mountain sooner or later. A red light flashed above the head of the Red Cloud Master, and then he stared at Yang Fang and Deadwood, who were still asleep, and thought fiercely.