After Chen Yi's golden cicada incarnation performed the "Golden Cicada Dance Technique" and left the Pure Land Sect, he quietly returned to Luoyang. Every day, he either instructed Angel, Sun Wukong, Chen Xi and Moeller to practice, or took care of their own business, or accompanied Angel and Li Xiuning to travel around the mountains and rivers near Luoyang, and the days were comfortable and leisurely.

And his deity was practicing in the Pure Land Sect, and with the Amitabha Sutra in hand, his current realm was completely stabilized, and he began to open up the realm unique to the monks of Jiedan.

In the blink of an eye, nearly a year passed in a hurry, and on this day, Chen Yi was cultivating in his cave mansion, when a warm and soft voice suddenly came from his ears: "Apprentices, come here as a teacher." ”

Hearing the master's call, Chen Yi didn't dare to slack off, hurriedly collected the exercises, and his body melted into a breeze and flew away.

When Chen Yi fell from the sky, he saw that the five senior brothers had already arrived first, and he hurriedly stepped forward to salute the master and the senior brothers.

Seeing that the ceremony was over, the six disciples stood in line on the left and right, and Dao Zhen said: "The teacher summoned you to come here today, just because a major event happened. ”

Speaking of this, he raised his hand, and a stone tablet flew out of his palm and landed in the open space in front of the Buddha hall. When the stele landed, it rose to a height of more than 100 zhang, towering like a pillar of optimus. The front of the stele is carved with eight blood-red characters that reveal indescribable ferocity and arrogance: "Punish the Buddha and destroy the Tao, only the devil is the only one." There is another line of slightly smaller font on the back, and the color is also as red as blood: "Three days is limited, and the Heavenly Demon Palace swears to destroy the Pure Land." ”

Together with Chen Yi, the six true disciples of the Pure Land Sect were all at the same time.

Shenzhao, the first disciple of Daozhen and known as the "Sword Monk", stepped forward and asked, "Master, where did this thing come from?"

Dao Zhen shook his head and sighed: "Fang Cai is in retreat, and this thing suddenly flew from the sky, broke through the barrier of our small world, and fell into the hands of Wei Shi. ”

Shen Zhao's expression was grim: "In this way, this thing is the battle letter given to me by the Heavenly Demon Palace to the Pure Land Sect?" But I don't know where the confidence of the Heavenly Demon Palace comes from, and the tone of 'punishing the Buddha and destroying the Dao, only the demon is the only one' is too big. If they really have such strength, they won't have to hide in the dark and play some shady tricks like rats in the gutter for thousands of years!"

Dao Zhen said: "Having said that, but the so-called comers are not good, and the good ones do not come, since the Heavenly Demon Palace rarely puts on an upright teacher with great fanfare, it must be somewhat relied on." ”

Shenzhao sneered: "No matter what those demons rely on, the head of the Pure Land Sect who came to me first always had the wrong idea. Master, how should we deal with this time?"

Daozhen smiled: "After all, it's just the soldiers who come to block it, and the water comes to cover it." Huijing, the demons have always been unscrupulous, you arranged for the inner court cultivators to escort the monks of the outer court to the side for a while, while suffering from the fish in the pond. Then order the 18 Dharma Protector disciples to stay behind and meet the enemy together with our master and apprentice. ”

After receiving the order, Huijing immediately went to arrange it in person, and the remaining five people, including Chen Yi, stayed in place.

Huijing's efficiency was extremely fast, and in less than an hour, he turned back and said to him: "Master, everything has been arranged, and the eighteen Dharma Protector disciples have stayed in the inner courtyard to wait. ”

Dao Zhen got up and said, "Okay, you all go out with your teacher." ”

As he spoke, he flicked the sleeve of his robe towards the stele. A gentle breeze blows on the stele with the sleeve.

The stone tablet made of unknown stone began to annihilate from the top and turned into nothingness, and disappeared in an instant, leaving not even a trace of dust and debris.

After the seven masters and apprentices came out of this small world, Dao Zhen suddenly said to Chen Yi: "Xuanzang, take the mountain and sea bowl for the teacher." ”

"Yes. Chen Yi agreed, and hurriedly took out the fist-sized bowl and offered it with both hands.

Dao Zhen took the mountain and sea bowl and threw it into the air, and the bowl flew into the air, and a large area of golden light was emitted from the mouth of the bowl. Under the golden light, a bubble-shaped object slowly rose and flew towards the mouth of the bowl. Chen Yi could see clearly that there were mountains and rivers in the bubbles, and the shape of the mountains and rivers was very familiar, which was the small world where the master was located.

The bubble grew smaller and smaller, and eventually disappeared into the bowl as a crystal point of light. Dao Zhen beckoned to take the bowl back, then handed it back to Chen Yi.

Chen Yi was stunned and asked, "Master, what are you ......?"

Dao Zhen said with a smile: "Since ancient times, you have to think about defeat before you think about victory." This is also done for the teacher just in case. ”

Chen Yi was silent for a moment, raised his hands and solemnly took the bowl and put it away.

Dao Zhen nodded and stopped talking, and took the six disciples to the Daxiong Treasure Hall in front.

On both sides of the main entrance of the main hall, eighteen monks of different ages and shapes are separated, among which there are four monks such as Fa Jun. Seeing Daozhen and others coming, they stepped forward together to give a salute and called "Master Ancestor".

Daozhen waved his hand to the monks to exempt him, and then went to the hall with six disciples. Seven futons have been placed on the ground in the main hall. Each of the seven masters and apprentices chose one to sit cross-legged, and the eighteen Dharma Protector disciples were still standing around the temple gate.

Time passed bit by bit, and at this moment everyone already knew what the evil path giant Heavenly Demon Palace was about to commit in a big way.

Dao Zhen and the disciples of the Six True Traditions have always been calm.

Among them, although Chen Yi has the shortest cultivation time among all of them, as the top assassin in his previous life, his countless experiences of wandering on the edge of life and death have already polished his heart as hard as a golden stone, and he will not be inferior to the five senior brothers.

Among the eighteen Dharma Protector disciples, six or seven of them were initially high-spirited, but after the long wait, they gradually became a little impetuous, and their expressions and breathing rates were no longer natural.

Chen Yi has been carefully observing every bit of change in the audience, and found that these people are inappropriate at that time. He looked around at the master and the five brothers, and saw that they were all sitting with their own eyes on their own, as if they were unaware of this. After a moment of reflection, he opened and closed his lips and teeth and recited a section of the Mahaprajnabramita Heart Sutra in a low voice. When chanting, a trace of the power of the Amitabha Sutra is incorporated without a trace, and the effect of calming the mind is naturally born.

As the sound of the scriptures came into their ears, the minds of the Dharma Protector disciples gradually calmed down, and they began to reconcile their true qi like others, gradually reaching a state where no one has no one and no self.

After doing this, Chen Yi also closed his eyes to breathe, but he didn't see his master and senior brothers opening their eyes at the same time, making eye contact with each other, and a satisfied smile appeared on their faces.

In a blink of an eye, on the third day, Dao Zhen, who was sitting on the futon, suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the sky and said loudly: "The distinguished guest is coming, the poor monk has not greeted him, and it is rude." ”

The rest of the monks were shocked in their hearts, and they all knew that the enemy had finally arrived.

Immediately, a magnetic and clear male voice came from outside the temple: "We are not distinguished guests but evil guests, and we dare not be treated as Taoist scholars." ”

The doors of the temple were silently disintegrated and shattered into nothingness at the same time, and the monks in the temple looked out and saw a group of ten people walking leisurely in.