This presumptuous voice was not high-pitched, but it was full of arrogance and pride, although it sounded far away, it still penetrated the evening breeze, and every word came into the ears of the young man very clearly.

As soon as the man's voice fell, another man was heard praise one after another:

"That's nature! Master Luo Xianshi made a move, of course, he was able to catch it. What's more, Brother Luo has recently practiced to the realm of the Three Flowers Gathering Peak, which is different from that time in Zhenyang......"

As soon as he heard the word "Zhenyang", the young man who was still a little sleepy was suddenly startled and secretly screamed:

"Not good!"

Just as he jumped up and wanted to wake everyone up, he heard a muffled sound of "boom", and then saw the fire rising from the broken temple window. I only heard a sound of "beep peeling", and in a moment, the bamboo and wood window edges were licked by the tongue of fire.

The ferocity of this sudden fire was much more than the surprise of the awakening. Before he could shout a few times, he saw the beggars leaning against the temple gate, suddenly rushed up by the raging fire outside the door, and threw them at him like sacks.

Caught off guard, Rao was quick to say that he could only barely slow down the fall of a few old beggars nearby, and then, he was knocked back four or five steps, and fell to the ground with a "bang". Before he could get up, Xingyan endured the pain and shouted before the raging flames licked his body:

"Qiong Wei, splash water!"

As soon as she heard her brother shouting, the sleepy-eyed little girl seemed to react instinctively, and with a "bang" in front of the mountain temple with a radius of less than a zhang, she suddenly lowered the scoop and poured water, and instantly extinguished the fierce tongue of fire licking and spitting!

Seeing that the fire had stopped, Qiong Wei stepped on the bricks and stones with green smoke emitting from the vultures, ran to Xingyan's side, and asked with a worried face:

"Brother, let me see if my eyebrows are burned~"

“…… Probably not. Qiong Wei, you will soon extinguish the fire outside the temple!"

It turned out that although there was no flame near the left at this time, there were still raging flames outside the temple gate, and they were reaching the threshold from time to time. Although this mountain temple is made of bricks and stones, it will inevitably be burned and collapsed after being burned for a long time.

Listening to the awakening words, Qiong Wei said "oh", and concentrated on extinguishing the fire. After a while, the fire that originally surrounded the mountain temple was completely extinguished by this little girl who was proficient in water splashing spells, and there was not even a single spark left.

Stopping the splashing of water, the little girl wiped the curtain of water that had just been poured on her face, and Xingyan hurriedly leaned forward to see the injuries of these beggars. Unexpectedly, they all turned over and knelt down, kowtowing to their side, and shouting "fairy and fairy" in their mouths.

Seeing them like this, the young man was about to thank him, but he suddenly remembered something, and immediately raised his eyebrows, and the sword behind him roared like a tiger, flew out of the sheath, and roared towards the night sky outside the temple.

The sword that was out of the box flew back and forth in the starry sky on a moonlit night, like a nighthawk looking for prey, hovering back and forth above the mountains and fields. At the same time, the young man standing in the temple had a solemn face, his eyes closed, and a wisp of divine thought was firmly connected with the fluttering Yao light, inspecting every inch of land within a radius of five or six miles.

The young man now cast this method of flying sword divine patrol, and it was from his head master Venerable Lingxuzi that he learned it. The young man who was sharp and wise, when the road was lonely recently, recalled the wonderful scene of the Lingxuzi Flying Sword probing Zhao Wuchen's whereabouts a few months ago. In addition to admiring, Xingyan also tried to imitate some of the scenes according to the current situation. Although this method of flying sword fugue is extremely profound, fortunately, his grotesque Taihua Dao power can be separated from a bystander eye when it is running, so occasionally he has an idea, and he uses that method to use his sword control technique. After trying it, it was quite effective, and when he was exercising the method, his eyes seemed to grow on Yaoguang's body, and he saw the general situation of her flying through every place.

It's just that, probably because this profound spell is imitated ambiguously, and now Xingyan can only vaguely see the general scenery of the place where the flying sword passes, and basically it can only be used for the purpose of finding people. Moreover, this spell is very mind-consuming, and it can only have some effects within a radius of five or six miles.

So, after about half a cup of tea, the young man who had been closing his eyes opened his eyes and said to the beggars around him who didn't dare to come out:

"Sorry, we couldn't find any trace of the arsonist. ”

As he spoke, the Divine Sword had already flown from outside, and with a wisp of wind, it was impartially inserted back into the sharkskin scabbard behind Xingyan.

Seeing such magical powers, how could these beggars think about arsonists? Now they can only care about calling the fairy master there.

After this toss, everyone in the mountain temple lost their sleepiness, and barely survived until dawn, and Xingyan let these people who had escaped death go to Zhenyang County in the south to earn a living. With the silver two charms given by the "living immortals", these beggars went on the road with a thousand thanks.

Looking at their staggering backs, Xingyan thought in his heart:

"Now that Fan Chuan is in charge of Zhenyang, there shouldn't be any Xiaoxiao who dares to make trouble again, right? Now it seems that the villains last night should have nothing to do with the fire in the Zhenyang Dragon King Temple. ”

Thinking of this, I remembered that Peng Xiangpu once said that the fire in the Zhenyang Dragon King Temple burned several disabled old beggars. As soon as he thought of this stubble, the clear young man who had always had a peaceful face suddenly became gloomy.

Seeing him like this, even Xiao Qiongwei didn't dare to ask him for a while. The little girl was full of wonder, wondering why her brother suddenly became so unhappy, even if she used to buy things and negotiate the price, she was accidentally deceived by the shopkeeper of the badass shop, it seems that the brother of the hall owner is not so sad......

When the little girl was confused, she saw that her brother's face suddenly became relaxed again, and she smiled at them and said:

"Xue Yi, Qiong Wei, this time we are in Sihaitang, and we are going to hoe demons and destroy monsters again!"

"Good!"

Seeing her brother laughing, the little girl screamed with joy, overshadowing her Sister Xue Yi's gentle promise.

Looking at Xiao Qiongwei's excited appearance, Xingyan turned another thought in his heart, and added:

"Qiong Wei Xueyi, this time you can help me take care of it, don't beat the good guy by mistake again......"

"Yes!"

It was the little girl with an excited face who answered first.

After listening to the awakening advice, Qiong Wei stopped playing along the way, but wrinkled her little nose and sniffed from time to time, looking like she wanted to follow her brother and rely on the smell to find those bad guys.

At the beginning, seeing Xiao Qiongwei sniffing along the road, Xingyan was still full of expectations, and after a while, he couldn't help asking:

"Qiong Wei, have you found any traces of the demon?

"No~"

"I only smell the flowers very fragrant, just like Sister Xue Yi. ”

Only came to this conclusion, Xiao Qiongwei was a little frustrated. Seeing her like this, Xingyan comforted:

"It's okay, we'll figure it out somehow. ”

"Oh, but that's all I know~"

So Qiong Wei continued to sniff again.

After walking for about an hour, the three of them came to a market town.

At the entrance to the town, a tall bamboo gate stands tall. On the wooden plaque hanging in the middle of the bamboo door, the words "Qinglin Town" are written in black lacquer. It may have been blown and sunburned for a long time, and this wooden sign has cracked and withered white, but the name of the town is still fresh, and it should be often painted for it.

This market town is quite prosperous, and it is one of the best villages and towns seen along the way. As in other rainy areas, most of the houses here are stilted buildings made of thick bamboo. The pedestrians coming and going in the town, dressed in different costumes, seem to be Han Yao living together. Along the way, Xingyan also learned a lot of indigenous customs, like this, the hem cuffs are embroidered with exquisite patterns, and the hair is tied into thin braids coiled around the head, and then surrounded by five-colored bead chains, it should be a Yao family woman. And those Yao men have their hair in a bun, blue and red coarse cloth wrapping their heads, wide trouser legs, and white cloth shoulders on the outside of their clothes.

After shopping for a while, Xingyan squatted in front of a silver jewelry stall and picked up with the two daughters to see if there was any jewelry suitable for them to wear. Just when Xingyan pinched a pair of silver earrings to ask for Xue Yi's opinion, he suddenly heard many people behind him shouting:

"The Golden Bowl Master has opened the altar again!

"Master of the Golden Bowl?"

When I looked behind me, I noticed that the idle pedestrians on the side of the street were now pouring towards the west of the market town. Seeing this situation, Xingyan was a little curious, so he asked the Yao family stall owner in front of him who the golden bowl master was.

Listening to his inquiry, the Yao man explained to the foreign guest in stiff Chinese:

"This Golden Bowl Zen Master is amazing, the Dharma is boundless, and he is the master of our Pure World God Sect!"

When he said this, this man looked in reverence, as if as long as he mentioned the words "Golden Bowl Zen Master", he already felt infinite glory.

"Cult of the Pure World?"

The first time I heard about this sect, and when I saw the worship on the face of this stall owner, Xingyan was quite curious and asked a few more questions. It's just that this Yao family man is not proficient in Chinese, and he was busy collecting stalls to listen to the lecture of the golden bowl master, so he didn't ask anything more.

Seeing that this man only locked the silver ornaments in a small wooden box, he ran towards the west entrance of the town regardless of the crowd, and Xingyan couldn't help but chew the words "Pure World God Sect" in his heart for a while, and then he also greeted, and took Qiong Wei Xueyi to follow the crowd and rush towards the west of the town.

When I arrived in the west of the town, I found that outside the bamboo village gate, there was a high platform more than two zhang high. On the stage, an old Zen master in a snow-white robe was speaking in a gentle tone on the stage. Behind him, there were several men in white, standing with their hands lowered and pleasing to their ears.

At this time, the front of the moso bamboo platform was already crowded with people, and the inner and outer three layers were tightly enclosed. Seeing that the local people were so enthusiastic, Xingyan was also full of interest, wanting to see how the golden bowl Zen master on the stage with kind eyebrows, white beard and white eyebrows [***]. Seriously, although he has a lot of knowledge about the hundred schools of thought, he has only seen some of the principles of Buddhism, and he doesn't know much about it.

At this moment, where he was standing, he was far away from the high platform, and he didn't deliberately listen to it, but the words of the golden bowl Zen master on the stage still came to his ears word for word.

"Yes, yes, it seems that this old Zen master is respected, and it is not all unreasonable. ”

Seeing that the monk was quite a disciple, he was even more energetic and listened carefully to what he said.

It's just that after listening to it for a while, he was a little disappointed. It turned out that although the tone of the Golden Bowl Zen Master was gentle and gentle, and his words were very contagious, the content of the matter was basically just to persuade people to be good, or how to accumulate merit. Although these are also famous teachings that are worth preaching, at this time, the Golden Bowl Zen Master paid a lot of attention to those details. After a long time, I was a little drowsy when I heard the words.

However, in addition to being boring, what made him quite strange was that although what the people on the stage said was trivial and not very subtle, everyone in the audience listened to it like crazy, and they all stared intently at the [***] Zen master on the stage. Seeing this situation, although I felt a little regretful in my heart, I still sincerely praised the words:

Although the Zen master did not expound on the profound teachings, he did preach the virtues of observance that are closely related to his words and deeds. For these people, these are more appropriate in comparison. ”

After a short time, the sermon of the Golden Bowl Master on the stage came to an end. After that, the white-clothed men who were on the side took out a few stacks of hemp paper and threw them around the stage like snowflakes.

Picking up a piece of paper that Qiong Wei ran to pick up, he woke up and found that it was propagating the "Pure World Divine Sect" mentioned by the Yao family man earlier; after a very contagious text, he said that if he wanted to enter the Pure World Sect, he only needed to pay 50 yuan.

"Fifty wen, it doesn't seem to be cheap......

When he was calculating the price in his heart, he suddenly saw a man in white come over and enthusiastically pull a few of them into the church. It turned out that this Pure World Sect believer, seeing that these young men and women dressed as lay people were well-dressed, became enthusiastic and vigorously encouraged them to join the church.

In such a battle, in his memory, even the most enthusiastic businessman who sells goods will be much more disgraced compared to the Pure World Sect disciple in front of him. Seeing that this person was so enthusiastic, although Xingyan had no intention of joining the religion at all, he was embarrassed to walk away for a while, so he had to listen to him politely and patiently. Anyway, I just want to know what this Pure World Sect is all about.

After listening to the lecture, the Four Seas Hall Master was surprised to find that the eloquence of this Pure World Sect disciple in front of him was by no means below him!

Listening to him shake his lips and puff his tongue, he gradually gained some understanding of this Pure World God Sect. It turned out that the doctrine of this Pure World Sect claimed that the human world in front of him would actually suffer three calamities before and after, the Qingyang Tribulation, the Red Fire Tribulation, and the Cold Ice Tribulation. If the world can survive these tribulations, it will become a god and a Buddha. And the Qingyang Tribulation is exactly what happened in the ancient heavens, and the world has already experienced it. Right now, this world is just before the Red Fire Tribulation comes. If it is the time of the red fire tribulation, then the sky will appear red stars, and then there will be red lotus karma fire from the heavens, earth, mountains and rivers, burning all the turbidity and filth in the world. At that time, all the mountains will collapse, all the slopes and ponds will be broken, and the people of the world will have no way to escape, and there will be no escape.

"Ahh

Hearing what he said was terrible, Xiao Qiongwei couldn't help but look panicked, covered her mouth and exclaimed, but she Xue Yijie was still indifferent. Seeing that the little girl was frightened, the white-clothed disciple happened to take over the conversation, and said with a smile:

"Don't worry, little sister. These red lotus karmic fires will only burn the greedy crowd to death, and those who can enter my Pure World God Sect are all emperor-born saints, not only will they be fine, but they will also become immortals and Buddhas in response to the robbery. ”

Speaking of this, the Pure World Sect had an excited face, licked his lips and said with a little mystery:

"You don't know, the last Qingyang Tribulation was mainly Daoni who crossed the Daoni, and this time the Red Fire Tribulation is the turn of our Pure World God Sect!"

"I see. ”

Xingyanxin said that he had missed the opportunity to become an immortal last time. Hearing this, I felt a little hungry, so I took over the conversation and said:

"Heh~ Thank you for this uncle's explanation, but a few of us don't have the heart to join the teaching, I'm very sorry!"

Seeing that he turned around and was about to leave, the Pure World Sect member hurriedly grabbed him and hurriedly said:

"Don't hurry, little brother, listen to me, we can't just covet the food in front of us. If the calamity comes, no matter how good you are, you will-"

As soon as the man was halfway through the serious consequences, he saw the young man in front of him frowning slightly, so he hurriedly changed his kind tone and said to the rich young man with a sword on his back:

"Actually, the young man doesn't know that the main reason for joining our Pure World Sect is to do good deeds. Everyone has said that entering the world religion is itself a good deed. Moreover, all men are like one family, and they are all brothers and sisters to each other, and if they are bullied by outsiders, then—"

As soon as he nagged here, Xingyan couldn't help but intercept the conversation:

"Uncle, no need, these two girls and I are already brother and sister, and if anyone is bullied, they will not stand idly by. I'm sorry, I'm hungry, so let's leave. ”

After speaking, Xingyan took his two daughters, left behind the man in white who was bent on encouraging them to join the church, and walked towards the place where the food flags fluttered in the town.

When the restaurant was using Yaojia dishes, Xingyan couldn't help but think of what happened in the morning. Suddenly, I don't know what to think, the bamboo chopsticks in the young man's hand suddenly paused:

"Imperial Saints?"

At this moment, in the young man's heart, he remembered the words of the arsonist he heard last night:

"Tonight, Ben Xian, and for the purification of the world, I will remove a few turbid untouchables!"

After being stunned for a long time, Xingyan exhaled with relief, and picked up dishes for Xiao Qiongwei unhurriedly.

Skipping the reminder that they were wandering around the town without mentioning it, at the end of the afternoon, in a dark peach grove outside Qinglin Town, there was a fierce dispute between two groups of people.

On one side of the dispute, there were about six or seven people, both men and women. At this moment, the sturdy man with thick eyebrows and big eyes at the leader of this side was shouting loudly at the person reading power on the opposite side with an angry face:

"Golden bowl monk, after all, you are also a disciple of Buddhism, do you also have to learn to bully people in the market?"

It turned out that the person standing opposite him was none other than the Zen master of the Golden Bowl who was giving a speech on the high platform before noon. At this moment, this kind and kind white-eyed monk stood alone in front of these angry young men and women. Although there were many people on the other side at this moment, and the speaker was aggressive, the Golden Bowl Zen Master was not afraid, and still replied in an unhurried tone:

"Master Zou, you misunderstood the old man. The poor monks just think that if you Zhurongmen disciples in Yangshan County merge into my Pure World God Sect, you can show your strengths, and together you can cleanse the filth of this world and reduce the damage caused by the coming of the calamity. This is a great thing, why is Zou Shizhu so persistent. ”

"Hah!"

Hearing him say this, the man surnamed Zou from Zhurongmen laughed angrily and sneered:

"Then can the Golden Bowl Zen Master tell me that if you want to join me, why do you want to persecute these lonely widows of the Hongpahui? They are just forming associations to help each other, and they will not help you to survive the calamity!"

Seeing him sneering and questioning, the golden bowl monk with a Buddha face was unmoved, and still smiled and said:

"It seems that Brother Zou still hasn't carefully read the Pure World Doctrine given by Lao Gao, thinking that my Pure World God Sect, since I have made a great will to save the common people in the world, I need the imperial womb that can continue the tribulation - if before the Red Fire Heavenly Tribulation comes, all the people in the world will become the Holy Saints of the Imperial Fetus, maybe the Great Tribulation of the World will not happen. That's why we need the sisters of the Red Pals Society to match their brothers with the secret methods of this sect—"

"Shut up!"

As soon as the golden bowl monk said this, the middle-aged woman who had been silent trembled with anger, and could no longer hold back, and immediately intercepted the unpleasant words from it.

Seeing that she was annoyed, the golden bowl monk disagreed, shook his head and sighed:

"Alas, if you don't enter the Divine Religion, you can't penetrate this illusory skin, and you still see such a woman. ”

After saying this, before the person on the other side could refute it, the Pure World Sect's guru suddenly changed his tone and said in a loud voice:

"Zou Yanzhao, you only have to delay the last agreement, but my brother in my sect is impatient. Now that the Pure World Master is entrusted by them, no matter what, you have to give me an explanation. ”

Listening to the straightforward words of the Golden Bowl Zen Master, the Zhu Rongmen who had always been indignant softened and said kindly:

"Master Jin Bo, what your sect said last time I was really in a hurry. It must be known that although it is Wu Zhu of the main door in Yangshan County, it is not for me to have the final say on such a big matter. Therefore, I would like to ask the Zen master to be lenient for a few more days......"

"Oh?"

Listening to his explanation, the golden bowl Zen master remained silent, responded slightly, and then stopped answering. Seeing that he was silent, Zou Yanzhao was a little uncertain in his heart. When he was about to add a few more sentences, he saw that the golden bowl monk suddenly took out a copper bowl and said calmly to this side:

"Donors, have you ever heard of the name of my bowl?"

"The poor monk's magic weapon is being called the 'Golden Lack Soul Lock Bowl'!"

Before he finished speaking, he saw the dull gray and yellow old copper bowl in his hand, and suddenly a burst of golden light shone, and in an instant he saw that the gaps on the edge of the copper bowl were shining like sharp fangs that were intertwined.

Just when everyone was stunned, the gap golden bowl suddenly flew up with a "bang", and it couldn't stop flying above everyone's heads, and kept sprinkling dazzling golden rays in all directions.

At this moment, before Zou Yanzhao could react, he only heard a "whoosh", and in a trance, he saw a black shadow flying up beside him, and then he disappeared into the golden light, and disappeared.

Startled, Zou Yanzhao knew that something was wrong, and when he turned his face to look, he found that the senior brother who was originally standing beside him was nowhere to be seen!

"You!"

When he was angry, Zou Yanzhao clenched his teeth in his mouth, raised his hand vigorously, and a fire shadow quickly devoured the opposite monk like a giant python.

However, as soon as this fire python swam out, the golden bowl that was circling above his head sprinkled a piece of golden light, extinguishing the fierce flames he cast. Witnessing this scene, Zou Yanzhao's face turned pale.

Seeing that his face was gloomy, the golden bowl monk laughed and said:

"Zou Yanzhao, with your spell, how can you save your brother?"

"Well, in fact, speaking seriously, the old man also respects you for being quite self-aware. Don't fool me into not knowing your minds. All kinds of prevarication and procrastination are nothing more than wanting to wait for the good players in the sect to come and win the gambling battle. It's just that there is no such cheap thing in the world? Today, you must give a word to the poor monk whether or not you will agree to the scheduled date. ”

When he said this, although the tone of the Zen master of the golden bowl was calm, his tone was very aggressive.

After breaking through the trick, but seeing that Zhu Rongmen, the witch Zhu, was still a little hesitant, the golden bowl monk smiled coldly, pointed to the golden bowl that was whirling above his head and said:

"Master Zou, although the name of my magic weapon is terrifying, the person who is received will not lose his surname for a while. It's just that if you procrastinate like Your Excellency, I'm afraid that in the end, your brother will turn into a pool of blood. Sins and sins, Amitabha!"

Seeing the white-eyed monk on the opposite side and chanting the Buddha with his palms together, these local leaders of the Zhurongmen Hongpahui were all colorless. At this time, the scattered branches and leaves of the peach trees were covering the sky, making the clearing near the edge of the peach forest show a bit of gloomy ghostly aura, and the bright yellow light of the golden bowl that hovered and whistling above their heads also took on a gloomy color in the eyes of everyone.

"Well, it looks like I'm going to have to say yes anyway. ”

Looking at the scene of disparity in strength in front of him, Zou Yanzhao sighed secretly, and said in his heart that he couldn't delay it no matter what.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to agree, he saw another black shadow crossing the air.

"Huh?!"

Zou Yanzhao was shocked, and hurriedly turned his head to check, but found that there was no shortage of manpower. looked at the evil monk opposite, but saw that he was also stunned.

Just as I was surprised, I suddenly heard the excited voice of a little girl outside the forest:

"Brother, look at me picking up a bowl!"

"Huh?!"

Hearing this, everyone in the forest woke up like a dream, and couldn't help but look overhead—only to see that the golden bowl that was originally full of power was long gone!

Just when everyone was in shock, they heard a young man's slightly majestic voice outside the forest:

"Qiong Wei, didn't I tell you, don't pick up other people's things-"

"It's especially a broken bowl like this~"

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