At this moment, all the monks stopped their figures, their chests kept pounding, and the scene in front of them was beyond their imagination.

The senior brother, who was usually quite strong in cultivation, didn't even hold up a single move in the hands of the demon in front of him, and was split in half by the sword, and even his soul was gone, which was really terrifying.

Especially at the moment when the blood rain was sprinkled, the violence in Yang Tian's whole body soared, making people frightened and not daring to take a step forward.

They didn't know why when they faced Yang Tian, they had such a strange fear in their hearts, and they even had some doubts about whether the chanting of the Buddha that they had been chanting all along was correct.

And at this moment, Yang Tian's figure slowly dissipated and completely disappeared into the sky.

"It's fake!"

I don't know who shouted first, and all the monks came back to their senses one after another, looking around, where is there still Yang Tian's shadow?

As everyone knows, at the moment when he killed that monk, Yang Tian had already quickly used the formation to trap himself, and suddenly flashed into the maze.

Although he had a grudge against these monks in his heart, he knew that the fault was not on them, these were just small people, and the real big mistake was the real ruler in the Buddhist temple!

Seeing that the monks around him could not find their position, Yang Tian held his breath and concentrated his concentration, and after hiding in the void for a long time, he waited until the monks completely left, and then he cautiously looked at the sacred mountain and flew away.

In order to prevent that piece of golden light from sweeping into his figure, Yang Tian used nine hundred and eighty-one formation patterns to almost seal the breath of his whole body, so he dared to slowly probe inside.

Sure enough, the hard work paid off, and when the golden light touched his location, it didn't produce any strange phenomena, but it was a few big characters at the door of the temple, which scared him to death.

"Kill demons and demons, do the way for the sky, the golden Buddha light, shine on the world!"

The big words of slaying demons and destroying demons really made him have an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Generally speaking, these words are only said by those stinky Taoist priests, but he didn't expect to be pasted on both sides of the Buddhist door, Yang Tian couldn't help but laugh in his heart, is the Buddha the Tao?

But soon, he was relieved, this era is obviously different from the era he lived in on the earth, even if there are demons on the earth, it is just a temporary stir and waves, under the light of the Buddha, it can only be regarded as some small roles.

And this era is very different, demons have long threatened the safety of monks, Taoist priests, and Buddhists, and it is not impossible to put the demon slaying in the first place.

Just seeing these big words, Yang Tian didn't have a good impression at all, and he felt that it was contrary to what Master Pukong said when he was in Heavenly City.

Could it be that he has come to the wrong place?

Isn't the so-called demon demon dissolving the demonic thoughts in his heart, but killing him?

It's a pity that the East Dragon was destroyed, and the Pukong master didn't know where he was, he came to the Western Regions alone, he was really helpless, although he was a little disappointed in this Buddhist temple, but he still planned to go in and have a look.

With the idea of being at ease with what happened, Yang Tian no longer hesitated and walked cautiously inside.

Not long after entering, Yang Tian saw a lifelike bronze statue, almost the treasure of the Buddha temple, when his eyes touched this bronze statue, Yang Tian even had a feeling of wanting to bow down, and the pious heart in his heart suddenly rose.

"It seems that I am really related to the Buddha. Yang Tian couldn't help but laugh dumbly, obviously as a demon, but he had great respect for this Buddha, and it was estimated that he was the only one who came and went.

However, he quickly fixed his gaze and looked at the four Sanskrit characters under the bronze statue, but he read them: "Shakyamuni?"

Shakyamuni?

Yang Tian was stunned for a moment, he was stunned and the words Sakyamuni appeared here, but soon he was relieved, thinking that in the broken temple, he got the six-character mantra, obviously the earth and the immortal gods admired in this world are one.

And Shakyamuni is the founder of Buddhism, both on earth and in the world today.

For some reason, Yang Tian actually felt a trace of emotion, he didn't know what kind of mood Shakyamuni was like when he shuttled between various stars and witnessed so many different eras, but for Yang Tian, this was a memory that he cherished and kept looking back.

Walking further in, you can vaguely see monks sweeping the floor, monks chanting scriptures, monks knocking on wooden fish, monks ringing bells, and monks protecting the Dharma

To put it simply, there is not much difference with the Buddhist temples on the earth.

For three days, Yang Tian finally turned this Jinding Buddhist Temple down, during which he had seen many immortal masters, and I am afraid that it was not much worse than the emperor.

However, these monks were extremely low-key, just kept knocking on the wooden fish, or reciting scriptures, and each monk's breath was extremely stable, not at all like a master, and even less tempered than the unreasonable little monk.

Yang Tian observed in the Buddhist temple for a long time, and always felt that there was a haze lingering in his heart, but as for the reason for this haze, he himself did not dare to agree.

This Buddhist temple is so quiet!

It seems that every day is reincarnated in an orderly manner, but in Yang Tian's eyes, this kind of tranquility has no vitality at all

Rather than saying that this Jinding Buddhist Temple is a Buddhist temple, it is more appropriate to describe it as a cemetery, because with that huge divine thought, the feeling that the temple brings to Yang Tian is like this.

He felt more and more strange, and had to hide in this Jinding Buddhist Temple, and from day to night, he kept quietly observing.

Finally, on the night of the third day, when the moon was full, he clearly saw a huge demon shadow hovering on the roof of the inner courtyard of this temple, and the demon shadow almost enveloped the entire temple, so shocked that Yang Tian was completely speechless.

This is clearly the most pious temple, why is it shrouded in a demonic shadow?

And as the full moon faded away, the ephemeral shadow disappeared again, replaced by golden light again, and everything seemed to return to normal.

But for Yang Tian, this is very abnormal, he always feels that this Golden Dome Buddhist Temple has a treacherous aura, and that demon shadow has been remembered by him.

The inner courtyard was heavily guarded, even if Yang Tian hid in the big array, he didn't dare to say that he was sure that he would not be discovered after entering, and he always felt that the inner courtyard was like an abyss, even he himself was unwilling to set foot with it.

But in order to continue chasing some clues, Yang Tian still made a bold decision.

In the dead of night, he quietly used the magic movement of three thousand to separate a part, body, transformed into the appearance of a little monk, holding a jar of wine in his hand, raised his head and drank wildly, stumbling towards the inner courtyard.

It was dark now, and even the monk who kept vigil was asleep, and almost no one noticed the little monk's actions.

Moving forward unhindered, under the manipulation of Yang Tian's mind, the little monk couldn't help but speed up his footwork, but before he could move forward for long, the little monk suddenly stopped.

Just because through the cold moonlight, a tall figure was reflected on the muddy ground, and now it was behind the little monk!

A trace of sweat oozed from Yang Tian's palm, and he almost decisively made the little monk turn around!

"Poof!"

There was a loud bang, and it was clear that something pierced the little monk's chest, and that demonic thought suddenly dissipated

But even under this glimpse, Yang Tian could still see the face in the moonlight

For a moment, his face turned pale, and he felt that the scene he saw was too terrifying.

This is clearly a senior monk in the inner courtyard!

Of course, the most important thing is not who it is, but the whole body of this high monk exudes, but it is an extremely huge demonic aura!

It's a demon monk!

Yang Tian was confused all of a sudden, only to feel that the thoughts in his mind were a little irreversible, and the scene in front of him completely subverted his cognition.

The monks of the Jinding Buddhist Temple actually have a demonic spirit, what is going on?

In fact, in the past three days, Yang Tian had also paid attention to this high monk several times, just because he deliberately contracted the aura of his whole body, if it weren't for a deformed divine thought like him, ordinary people would not be able to see his true strength at all.

However, what puzzled Yang Tian was why this monk would exude demonic energy on the night of the full moon, but he hid it on weekdays?

Time passed quickly, and there was no word for the night.

When the morning sun rose the next day, Yang Tian saw the monk again in the courtyard outside, knocking on the wooden fish with his eyes closed, as if he didn't know anything about the events of last night.

It's so weird!

Yang Tian frowned, the scene in front of him was really difficult for him to compare what happened last night, but that face was impossible for him to be mistaken.

"There must be a demon in this Jinding Buddhist Temple, and I think that the haze I have always felt is the reason. Yang Tian was almost sure.

He instinctively wanted to go to other temples for verification, even if this golden-topped Buddhist temple was filled with demonic energy, it was not necessarily the case in the entire Western Regions, otherwise the person who cast the spell would definitely use the means to reach the sky, and no one in the world could stop it.

It's a pity that such a thought was ruthlessly interrupted by him as soon as it arose.

The scene that happened outside the sacred mountain before, he didn't experience it, as a demon, it was a fantasy to want to be recognized by the monks!

"You can only rely on yourself. ”

Yang Tian shook his head, still did not act rashly, but hid in the void, quietly observing everything.

From day to night, he would almost open his eyes and pay attention to every monk in the Golden Dome Buddhist Temple, so that he could find some clues.

The hard work paid off, and he finally noticed a strange aura from a young monk, because this little monk always went out early and returned late, did nothing, and went out empty-handed, but when he came back, there was always a big bucket in his hand.

When the morning sun rose on this day, the little monk left the mountain alone and walked towards the dense forest further west.

That dense forest is also very extraordinary, perhaps because of the desertion, there are many spirit beasts, which can hardly be seen after walking far, and can even be called a spirit beast forest.

After the little monk entered the dense forest, he seemed to have completely changed, and skillfully stretched out the black axe in his hand, and killed several elk under the axe, the little monk was full of blood, and put the head of the elk on the top of the big bucket, and the red blood suddenly flowed into the bucket.

The little monk is very fast, not like a monk who can only carry water and chop wood, and his movements are so skillful that he is even faster than a hunter who is good at hunting.

And Yang Tian also clearly felt that the strength of the little monk in front of him was at least above the Dragon Five Heavens, and it was not as simple as it seemed on the surface.

The little monk had been killing spirit beasts all the time, and soon filled the barrel, but at the moment when he stretched out his little hand to close the lid, he was grabbed by a big hand.

The little monk suddenly raised his head as if he had seen a ghost, and looked at Yang Tian with some horror in his eyes: "You, what do you want to do?"

Yang Tian grabbed his arm tightly and sneered, "What do I want to do?"