Chapter 140: A Thousand Years of Tragedy

The old monk had a ruddy face, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, dressed in a white monk's robe, and looked plain from a distance, like an amiable old man next door. The old monk of the pen and fun pavilion www.biquge.info looked at the red light, gave a Buddha call, and walked over slowly.

"Xuanfang bald thief, you have finally come out!" The red light flashed, and a coquettish voice came, and the person in the red light turned out to be a woman!

"Female benefactor, the sea of suffering is endless, and turning back is the shore!" Xuan Fang folded his hands and sighed softly.

Zhao Xinming saw the old monk and said softly: "Master Huaiyuan, who is this senior monk?"

"Master Zhao Shi, this is the sixth generation of Master Xuanfang, the head of our temple. Master Huaiyuan's eyes lit up, and he said again: "Master Xuanfang is the first Outer Gang Sevenfold 'Domain' Extreme Realm Master in my temple!"

Zhao Xinming was shocked in his heart, and couldn't help but look at Master Xuanfang. The old monk seemed to react, turned around and glanced at Zhao Xinming, and smiled faintly. Zhao Xinming panicked in his heart, and hurriedly folded his hands in return, and the old monk nodded and continued to walk forward. Zhao Xinming breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the red light, and asked again, "Master, who is in this red light?"

Master Huaiyuan showed a trace of anger and said: "The person in the blood light calls himself 'Blood Red Lady', who was originally a woman from a good family, but because of the misfortune of her family, her heart has changed greatly since then, and she takes pleasure in killing. This person's talent is ridiculously high, and he has cultivated to the Outer Gang Sevenfold in just over forty years, and has joined the Dao 'Killing Realm', and has also become a Waigang Sevenfold 'Domain' Extreme Realm Master. It's just because the monks of our temple once stopped her, this person has always held a grudge, and now he has achieved cultivation, so he came to retaliate. ”

Zhao Xinming nodded, with such monstrous killing intent, I really don't know how many people this "blood red lady" has killed, and for a while, I also have a trace of worry about the many monks in this "Longteng Temple". Just thinking about it, the "Shura Knife" and Master Xuanfang had already fought together, Zhao Xinming looked up, only to see two bright lights, one red and one white, flying up and down, ever-changing, neither could see the figure clearly, nor could he hear a trace of sound. Zhao Xinming saw this kind of top master fighting for the first time, and he wanted to steal the master to learn a move and a half, but found that the two sides were not at the same level at all, and he didn't even have the opportunity to steal the master!

Looking at the two, Zhao Xinming suddenly had doubts. Ever since Hei Ji mentioned the masters of the "domain" realm, Zhao Xinming has also paid special attention to the fact that in the entire Great Zhou Dynasty, there are only two masters of the Outer Gang Sevenfold "Domain" extreme realm who have been documented in history for a thousand years. One of them was a real person of the "Ling Tianzong", who lived to be more than 260 years old, while the other was a high-roller, and no one knew the origin of this person. This person was incognito after the battle with Zhang Zhenren, and no one dared to look for this person. But what about the Xuanfang master and the "blood red lady" in front of him?

The more Zhao Xinming thought about it, the more confused he became, and he couldn't help but say: "Master Huaiyuan, there is something unclear below, and I ask the master to give advice." ”

"Master Zhao, please speak. Master Huaiyuan nodded.

Zhao Xinming was silent for a moment and said, "Master Huaiyuan, I have heard someone mention the master of the 'domain' realm, so I have also paid attention to it. I remember that in the Great Zhou Dynasty for a thousand years, there were only two Waigang Sevenfold 'Domain' Extreme Realm masters. ”

When Master Huaiyuan heard this, he suddenly sighed, and two lines of tears rolled down. Zhao Xinming was shocked, only to feel that there was a flower in front of him, and the two of them returned to the starting point. A huge mountain range stretches for hundreds of miles, and a huge temple sits on it. At this moment, there was a sudden earth-shattering noise in the distance, and the whole heaven and earth were shaken! Zhao Xinming was shocked, and hurriedly looked up, only to see a dragon qi breaking through the sky and breaking through the sky.

After a while, the dragon qi dissipated, and the entire sky instantly darkened. The wind and clouds moved, and the entire sky turned into a huge funnel, and an endless stream of evil qi condensed and formed, frantically pouring into the leylines from beneath the loopholes. The sound of "boom" stretches for thousands of miles from far and near. The mountains in front of me exploded, and the entire mountain range fell. "Longteng Temple" fell apart in an instant, only to see a few figures rising into the sky, and a few ups and downs falling far away. But under the power of heaven, these people have exhausted all means to no avail, the only difference is only the time of death.

Zhao Xinming saw it in his eyes, thinking of the many monks in the temple, his eyes instantly blurred. The catastrophe lasted for a month. Zhao Xinming looked at it again, and the originally towering mountain peak sank more than 300 zhang. "Longteng Temple" is only a piece of broken tiles, and a few monks in the temple who have escaped the catastrophe are looking around on the ruins, maybe the head, maybe the elder, maybe the master, maybe the same door.

Master Huaiyuan sighed and said slowly: "Master Zhao, the name of this mountain is 'Wangtian Peak', which is the place where the dragon veins in Zhongzhou are located. More than 8,000 years ago, a generation of high monk Ziyu Master was ordered by Emperor Cheng to open a mountain here and establish the 'Longteng Temple'. Although the "Longteng Temple" is built in accordance with the emperor's order, it is the way of Buddhism's "compassion for the heart", so it has flourished for more than 5,000 years, and has gradually become the first temple in the world, and even the emperors of all dynasties have come here to visit the Buddha and worship the Buddha. It's a pity that more than 3,000 years ago, Qin Ziyang defeated Zhongzhou, and for his own selfishness, this person actually attracted the dragon vein of Zhongzhou and poured evil qi into it. The dragon vein is where the essence of heaven and earth is located, nourishing all things and being born by the common people, and now it is infused with evil energy, and the result can be imagined. The entire Zhongzhou became a dead place in an instant, and since then, all that can survive here is all kinds of poisons. ”

Zhao Xinming listened attentively, he had also heard Qin Ziyang's history many times, but this time he felt extremely heavy. Master Huaiyuan was silent for a moment, and then said again: "After the catastrophe, only a few elders of the 'Longteng Temple' escaped by luck. After that, several elders once again opened a mountain and established a sect, wanting to continue the Taoist system of 'Longteng Temple'. It's a pity that things have changed, and the whole of Zhongzhou has become a paradise for evil demons and crooked ways, and it is not easy to save sentient beings! When it comes to my generation, there are only a few people left in the temple to talk to. ”

Master Huaiyuan sighed, smiled self-deprecatingly, and said: "It's ridiculous that I took over the position of the head of the family, only meditating on penance, not asking about the world, thinking that as long as the path is successful, I can rebuild the 'Longteng Temple', but I have achieved nothing." Now that I think about it, how can I be the only one if I am obsessed with my thoughts and the six roots are impure! Master Zhao, please accept the worship of the poor monks. If it weren't for the donor, the poor monk wouldn't know how many years he would have been in this barren mountain and wilderness. Now that he has woken up, all the things in the past are over, and the poor monk will leave. Before leaving, the poor monk had a word to give, and hoped that Zhao Shizhu would remember: cherish the present and live in the present!"

After speaking, Master Huaiyuan looked calm, folded his hands and bowed again. Zhao Xinming hurriedly returned the salute, Huaiyuan smiled slightly, and turned to leave. In an instant, there was no trace, but only a lamentation was heard from afar: "I came from the wind, born on the earth and grew up in the sky,...... Bodhi has no heart, and mediocrity disturbs himself,...... The thousand-year-old prosperity has finally dissipated, and the blood is empty,...... The past is gone, and the green lantern ancient Buddha is always accompanied. ”