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The low sound of Sanskrit singing, combined with the flickering sound of wooden fish percussion, echoed in Luohe's ears, enjoying two completely different feelings from the plan at the same time inexplicably appeared in his sea of consciousness. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Knock, knock, knock, knock!"

"As I heard: For a while, the World-Honored One lived in the Guardian Tree and gave it to the Garden of Solitude. At that time, Gu Shou Ananda went to the place where the Lord of the Worlds was. So far, saluting the world-honored but sitting on one side......"

If Luo He was in a completely conscious state, he would naturally hear that this scripture was a passage in the Buddhist scriptures, and he himself was also enough to recite it backwards. But at the moment, his consciousness does not seem to be completely dominated by his true self, and this passage does not seem to touch him at all.

"Knock! knock! knock!"

The sound of heavy wooden fish hitting sounded one after another, almost exactly the same as Luohe's heartbeat. No, it should be said that the frequency of the heartbeat began to be gradually affected by the sound of the wooden fish, and began to follow the beat.

The sound of Buddhist scriptures in my ears suddenly became a simple "put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot!" Eight words, and the cycle repeatedly, like brainwashing, did not give people a chance to breathe at all.

I don't know when it started, the two senior monks of the Dragon and Tiger Saint Monk don't know when they appeared near the gate of the Linglong Pagoda, the two of them have words in their mouths, but they don't seem to hear any sound, judging from the shape of the mouth, it should be not far from the eight words heard in Luo He's ears.

The pitch-black light suddenly lit up, reflecting the golden Buddha nature, and Luohe's eyes suddenly burst out with two rays of light, one black and one gold, and then whether it was the sound of Sanskrit singing or the sound of wooden fish, they all came to an abrupt end.

In the whole Linglong Tower, it was dark and calm again. dudu1;

Luo He was unmoved, and muttered in his mouth: "Tianlong Zen singing...... Nothing more than ......."

"Poof!" The two holy monks of Dragon and Tiger each spurted out a mouthful of blood, and looked at the young figure in front of them with extremely shocked expressions, almost in disbelief.

In the distant darkness, the wooden fish shattered all over the ground with a "dang" sound, turning into sawdust on the ground.

The two holy monks could hardly believe that the supreme secret technique of the Theravada Buddhist Temple, Tianlong Zen Chanting, could be broken by such a young person. According to the reason, the more guilty and murderous people are, when they encounter Tianlong Zen Singing, they will only have no power to fight back. And Tianlong Zen chanting requires more than three eminent monks to join hands to be able to carry it out, and even the abbot master may not have this Taoism, and he didn't expect it to be broken so cleanly and thoroughly.

"My knife...... Come on...... I have heard your call......" Luo He stretched out his left hand filled with black gas, and with a slight grip of his five fingers, the entire Linglong Pagoda suddenly shook the mountain, and the sky swirled, as if it was about to collapse.

At the top of the tower, five holy monks surround a stone platform, and what is placed on the stone platform is the magic knife building that is famous all over the rivers and lakes to listen to the spring rain overnight. For more than a year, Master Abbot hoped to rely on the supreme Buddha nature of these five holy monks to dissolve the killing intent and demonic nature of the magic sword.

But Xiao Lou listened to the Spring Rain knife overnight, and the souls of the dead were endless? Xiao Lou listened to the Spring Rain overnight, after all, it was Huang Yu's master, Luo Nian's saber, and with the sword god Ding Peng killed half of the sky of the knife man, although the five holy monks had boundless Buddhism, it was difficult to easily resolve the terrible killing intent in it for a while.

As if sensing Luohe's call, Xiao Lou listened to the humming sound of the spring rain all night, and the black qi emitted from the blade of the knife, and he seemed to be extremely happy.

"Oh no! The magic knife is about to break through the seal!" A holy monk was awakened from the retreat, saw the scene in front of him, and hurriedly waved his hand to shoot out a series of Buddha seals and put them on the magic knife.

With the Buddha seal, the vibration of the magic knife seemed to have slowed down a little compared to before, and the resistance was no longer as strong as it was just now. dudu2;

Although the Dragon Saint Monk and the Tiger Saint Monk were slightly injured, they saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly pounced together. The dragon palm and the tiger fist, which are familiar with one hand, were used by the two of them with great power, and it can be said that they did not leave any way for Luohe to live at all.

Luo Hetou didn't reply, but frowned slightly, and his right hand, which exuded a golden Buddha-like light, stepped back a little in the shape of a sword finger, and more than a dozen golden sword qi suddenly gushed out from the feet of the Dragon and Tiger Holy Monks.

Only a "stab" sound was heard, and before the two holy monks could go any further, their feet had been completely pierced by the sword qi, and blood flowed all over the ground.

The sword qi condensed but did not disperse, just like a real sword blade, so that even if the two holy monks wanted to move their feet away, they could not easily do it.

The faces of the two holy monks of the dragon and tiger couldn't help but change greatly, and they forcibly urged their true qi, trying to shatter the golden sword qi with their majestic true qi. Why did the cultivation of the two holy monks reach this level? Even the Blood Swordsman could smash the famous second-level weapons on the rivers and lakes, but the golden sword qi was extremely condensed, and no matter how they shook with their true qi, there was not the slightest movement.

"Come back...... Luo He was lucky again, and the black qi above his left hand was great. I saw that his five fingers were closed, and when he retracted it, the magic knife on the top of the tower seemed to sense his summoning, and the black aura on the blade swept away again.

"Buzz!"

Xiao Lou listened to the spring rain flying up from the stone platform overnight, and a black knife qi rolled out, easily penetrating the stone walls of the Linglong Pagoda layer after layer, and came to the bottom layer steadily, and slowly floated in front of Luohe.

The holy monk who had come to his senses at the top of the tower was injured by the sword qi, and he couldn't help coughing up a mouthful of blood, and the murderous aura entered his body, and his expression was extremely painful.

Luo He's left arm gently brushed on the small building floating in front of him and listened to the spring rain overnight, and said in a whisper: "I remember...... It's back, it's back...... "dudu3;

As he spoke, his palm actually touched the blade of the magic knife, and a wisp of blood dripped from the palm of his hand, seeping into Xiaolou listening to the spring rain overnight.

The strange thing is that the blood did not drip down the blade of the knife, but was absorbed by the blade of Xiaolou who listened to the spring rain overnight.

"Boom!"

A loud bang suddenly came out, and a huge sword aura rushed into the sky! The Linglong Tower, which had been crumbling before, was shattered under the sword qi, and even the top of the tower was broken through. The bricks and tiles flew horizontally, and the dark sword qi was above the sky, scattering the clouds in the sky.

Thankfully, although the Linglong Pagoda has been dilapidated, it still hasn't completely collapsed after all. Otherwise, it will provoke a group of old immortals in the Zhongyana Buddhist Temple, and the consequences will be unimaginable.

Holding the magic knife in his hand, Luo He felt for the first time that the endless terrifying power came from above the magic knife.

Only such a magic knife is worthy of being called a real Zhongyuan magic knife, a peerless demon soldier who can win the world!

Outside the distant Heavenly Pass, the alien patriarch was surprised to forget a glance at the south. From such a distance, of course he couldn't see the dark sword qi that rose into the sky and went straight to the sky, but he could clearly feel that that absolutely fierce and vicious demonic nature was not inferior to the purple giant knife behind him!

"Zhongyuan Demon Knife has finally woken up again. Without the Heavenly Sword, it will be difficult for the patriarch to find an opponent in the world, I hope you will not let my magic sword down!"

Zihe Che stood with his hands in his hands, standing in the air at a height of more than twenty zhang, and his mood seemed to be excellent.