"Why?" Before Li Qingming could say anything, Long Xuhu shouted dissatisfiedly, "Why? Why should we help you?"

The rest of the people also looked at Xuantian.

Xuantian smiled confidently and said, "Because I know what you want! Moreover, I am the only one who can lead you to find what you want!"

Li Qingming's eyes lit up and said, "Oh, Daoist, let's talk about it!"

Xuantian flicked his sleeves and put away the blue and blue sun in the sky, and said calmly: "My teacher's name is Gong Loser, and Dao is the second realm master of the puppet spirit realm!"

"What!"

Li Qingming and Yin Xi were terrified when they heard this, and their expressions changed greatly.

"But Lu Ban, who is known as the 'ancestor of workers for all generations, the teacher of artists for thousands of years', is the public losing class?"

"But the first Yan calendar, Lu Ban, a native of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, and the public loss class?"

Li Qingming and Yin Xi asked almost at the same time.

"Not bad!" Xuantian nodded indifferently, "Now, you're willing to help me, right?"

The rest of the people were a little unclear, but Li Qingming and Yin Xi were full of shock.

Li Qingming's previous life was to live in the 21st century when information was developed, and in that country that has inherited the history of Chinese civilization for 5,000 years, the image of the ancestor of Luban carpentry has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. At least nine out of ten people knew about Luban, and the remaining one was still a newborn baby......

And Yin Xi lived in the Zhou Kingdom in the First Yan Period. Although he was born earlier than the public loss class, he was guarding the Wanling Pass at that time, and many of the great powers who went west out of the Wanling Pass. are all geniuses who shine in the contention of a hundred schools.

From their mouths, Yin Xi naturally learned that in the public loss family of Zhou State, there was a genius public loss class.

It's just that before Yin Xi left, he hadn't seen the public loss class go to Wanling Pass. Therefore, his face is now full of amazement!

"Big brother, what's the matter? Do you know who the public loss class is?" Li Qingquan tugged at Li Qingming's cuffs and asked softly.

"Ah, hmm! This Gong Lose Class is a genius who lives in the Great Thousand Realms of Pangu in the First Yan Era, and he is quite accomplished in the art of mechanisms. Li Qingming touched his chin thoughtfully. The look on his face was slightly solemn.

"When the old road was not out of Wanling Pass. I heard that the public loss class is full of talent, and he is a peerless demon talent in the cultivation world! I didn't expect him to come to the road to heaven and inherit the position of the realm master of the puppet spirit realm! I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it!" Yin Xi also held his long beard. Said to the crowd.

"Oh, that's not right! Since his master is the realm master of the puppet spirit realm. Then how could he be hurt by others, only the original god remained. Still being refined into a puppet?" Hearing the words of Li Qingming and Yin Xi, others may be shocked in their hearts. But the dragon beard tiger in the rectum didn't think so much, and directly asked the key question.

The rest of the people were also stunned. The heart said: "Yes, since your master is so good, you are still in the realm of a saint, you shouldn't fall into this step?

Li Qingming was also puzzled, and asked, "Yes, Daoyou, since Master Ling is the realm master of the puppet spirit realm, how did you end up here, and you have been refined into a puppet?"

Xuantian smiled bitterly and said, "A tribulation ago, when the master broke through the realm of the Heavenly Dao, he was unfortunately passed on by the Heavenly Demon, and when he was dying, he passed on all the lifelong mechanism design and puppet tempering methods to me, and asked me to inherit the position of the realm master. But ......"

Saying this, Xuantian's face became hideous due to anger: "But in addition to me, Shizun also has two disciples, named Xuankong and Xuanluo! These two guys are wolf-hearted, and they actually disregarded Shizun's last order and laid a black hand on my back, hitting me hard, and even the Yuan Shen was almost annihilated. Later, they even turned me into a puppet......"

"Oh!"

When everyone heard this, they all looked at Xuantian sympathetically, but they didn't expect that the murderous saint in front of him would have such a tragic past.

The scene fell silent for a moment.

After weighing it for a long time, Yin Xi said to Li Qingming: "Qingming, the technique of the organ of the public loss class is unpredictable, and when the hundred schools of thought of the first Yan Ji contended, there were many great powers who died under his organ technique! If what he said is true, then I am afraid we will really have to rely on his liliang!"

Li Qingming touched his smooth chin, thought for a while, and said to Xuantian: "Okay, fellow Daoist, we will help you obtain the position of the realm lord of the puppet spirit realm, but you have to make a natal oath, and after obtaining the position of the realm lord, give me the creation of the world!"

"Swear?" Xuantian was stunned for a moment, then nodded, and said, "Okay......! Realm Lord...... The Thing of Creation...... If you break this oath......"

"Boom!"

The avenue should make an oath and make a loud noise.

Li Qingming bowed slightly to Xuantian and said, "Fellow Daoist, when we solve the matter of the Endless Buddha Domain, we will go with you to the puppet realm!"

Speaking of this, Li Qingming nodded to Yang Jian.

Yang Jian understood, swooped down into the clouds, lifted the unconscious Buddha Lord and flew back.

Li Qingming summoned a handful of snow water and poured it on the face of the Buddha.

"......" The Buddha Master, who was shivering all over the body stimulated by the cold snow water, opened his eyes in confusion, and when he saw the situation around him, he was even more frightened.

"Buddha Lord, I am here to accept my original words, are you ready?" Li Qingming looked at the Buddha Lord with a smile, but his words were full of murderous intent.

"Since this seat has fallen into your hands, naturally there is nothing to say! You can do it!" The Buddha's face turned green with fright, but he still said stiffly.

"Okay! That's what you said!" Li Qingming raised his foot and kicked on the stomach of the Buddha Master, and said: "Give you another chance, as long as you hand over the creation of the world now, I will spare you a soul to be reincarnated and reborn! ”

The Buddha Lord was kicked away by Li Qingming, sitting in the air in a demented state, thinking of the scene of the dissipation of Fang Cai's soul, and his whole body had an inexplicable trembling feeling.

After a long time, the Buddha Lord gritted his teeth and said, "I hope you keep your promise!"

As he spoke, he slapped his chest.

"Buzz!"

Brilliant Buddha power rose from the top of the Buddha's head, and then everyone faintly heard a faint chanting of Zen, as if coming from a distant place outside the heavens.

At first, they thought it was an illusion, but as the Buddha's light became more and more intense, the Buddha's voice gradually became larger, lingering in the entire void, like Huang Zhong Dalu vibrating, incomparably vast and mysterious.

The snowflakes fluttering in the sky are gradually dyed with a layer of gold dust, and the brilliance is shining brightly.

"Leave the Po and leave the Po Di, ask for the Ha Di, Dharani Di. Neharati, Vili ......"

This is the classic mantra of Buddhism, the mantra of the seven Buddhas to eliminate sins, I don't know who is chanting, resounding through the sky.

When this incantation resounded throughout the ancient star, the golden light burst out, and a rusty bronze plaque appeared above the head of the Buddha.

The bronze plaque is one zhang six feet six inches long, nearly three feet three inches high, engraved with four avenue runes, four runes carved like dragons and snakes coiled, Zen is endless.

"Great Thunder Sound Temple!"

Li Qingming read it word by word, but he felt a little emotion in his heart: "This big thunder sound temple is just a plaque of the temple, it exudes majestic power, and its jiashi is comparable to an innate treasure." ”

He was even wondering now if he would wait until he returned to Pangu Daqian Shijie and quietly go to Da Lei Yin Temple to get the plaque back.

However, when he saw Shakyamuni's expression, he immediately dispelled this thought.

I saw Shakyamuni staring at the bronze plaque in mid-air with an ugly face, and his expression was almost gritting his teeth.

"Shakyamuni Daoyou, Shakyamuni Daoyou......" Li Qingming felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly called Shakyamuni.

"Whew!" Shakyamuni, who realized his gaffe, exhaled a deep breath and said, "Let Master Li Shi see and laugh!"

Li Qingming shook his head and said, "Fellow Daoist, why is this like this?"

Shakyamuni looked at the bronze plaque of the "Great Leiyin Temple" floating in the air with some nostalgia, and said: "When my senior brother and I decided to establish the Buddhas, we burned all the refining materials and spiritual treasures collected by my brothers from birth to that time, and refined a temple and a plaque. On the day when the temple was completed, the gods descended from the sky, and the beasts descended from the sky! On the day the plaque was completed, thunder fell from the sky, and ten thousand birds worshipped. ”

"Daoyou are talking about the Great Leiyin Temple on Mount Meru?" Li Qingquan seemed to understand something and asked.

"That's good!" Shakyamuni nodded and continued: "I don't know why, after the plaque of the Great Leiyin Temple was traversed, a big golden hand suddenly appeared in the air, snatched the plaque from my brothers and disappeared without a trace. My brother and I searched along the way, but we couldn't find it. I didn't expect to be here, it's really a creation to make people, and a creation to make people......"

"That's not right! Your big Leiyin Temple obviously has a plaque!" Li Qingming interjected.

Shakyamuni's face darkened, and he said, "That was later refined by us with a piece of innate jade crystal. Compared to this piece, it is not a star and a half!"

"According to what Daoist friends said, hasn't it only taken a little more than a little bit of time since this thing was refined?" Li Qingming suddenly realized a problem, turned his head and stared at the Buddha Lord whose face had turned pale and said, "Buddha Master, are you sure you didn't deceive us with fakes?"

The Buddha was about to cry, and with an old face, he said, "Don't deceive people too much! Now that things have come to this point, is it still useful for this seat to lie to you?"

Li Qingming saw that his expression did not seem to be fake, and said: "It seems that this matter is still to be discussed! When you figure out the key, it's not too late to kill him! What do you fellow Daoists think?"

"Amitabha, just follow the Lord Li!" Shakyamuni was eager to know the mystery of this, and readily agreed.

"Big brother, listen to you!" "His grandmother's, it's cheaper for him!" Li Qingquan and Long Xuhu have always looked at Li Qingming's horse, so naturally they all agree.

"Just according to my lord!" Although the three brothers were unwilling, they also understood that it was indeed difficult to kill the Buddha at this time.

In this way, the endless Buddha domain dispute with twists and turns is over here. (To be continued......)