readx;? The Theravada Buddhist Temple, one of the three sects of the hidden great power Buddhism in the Central Yuan Domain, may have really been unlucky recently. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

First, the Buddhist temple was demolished by a leader of the ordinary Jianghu forces in their eyes, and then the leader of the giant blood domain in the hidden world was hit on the door, and even the abbot master was seriously injured. As for now, even the living Buddha hall in the forbidden place of the Buddhist temple has not been able to be saved.

The pitch-black sword light and the golden sword qi almost burst this forbidden land treasure pavilion that had experienced hundreds of years of sun and rain, wind and rain. From top to bottom, the Pavilion was completely turned into broken bricks and tiles, and it collapsed with a bang.

At that last moment, Emperor Tianxuan seemed to have noticed that something was wrong, and hurriedly exerted his soul power, rolled up the old man who was standing on the spot, and rushed out of the gate of the Sitting Forgetting Pavilion at a lightning speed. It is precisely because of this that the old man was able to avoid the catastrophe.

"Uncle Hui'an, what happened?" Master Abbot's injuries have not yet fully recovered, but his daily actions are no longer serious. Just now he heard a loud noise, and he hurriedly broke into the forbidden area, and happened to see the scene of the two of them escaping for their lives.

"It turns out that the Tianxuan seniors are also there, offended and offended, good and good. The abbot had just had time to salute the two of them when he saw this scene that he would never forget.

The entire Sitting Forgetting Pavilion, in front of him, the abbot of the Central Buddha Temple, was wiped out of ashes and vanished, and was erased from the history of the Central Yuan Domain.

Hui An, that is, the old man, knelt in front of the Sitting Pavilion, his head lowered, and he kept chanting: "Wronged, really wronged, am I really wrong?"

Far away, I heard a thunderous roar, and then a slightly bloated old monk fell from the sky with a fierce face, saw the scene in front of him, and couldn't help shouting: "How can this be reasonable, who is the demon, dare to come to my Zhongcheng Buddhist Temple to make trouble!"

The Tiger Saint Monk had just landed, and the tall and thin Dragon Saint Monk also rushed over. The temperament of the Dragon Saint Monk was completely different from that of the Tiger Saint Monk, he was also stunned for a moment, and then put his palms together and said, "Senior Brother Hui'an, I don't know what happened to the Sitting Forgetting Pavilion, you actually broke through?"

Hui An ignored the questions of the two, but still looked at the front stupidly, and shook his head: "Am I wrong? Am I wrong? No, it doesn't make sense, there's no reason!"

Emperor Tianxuan didn't care about the shortcomings of these individuals, stretched out his hand and patted the shoulders of the dragon and tiger holy monks, and drank: "Dragon boy, tiger boy, where else is there enough Buddha nature in your temple, the Sitting Forgetting Pavilion is gone, and I am not suitable to take it under the big sun."

Although the Dragon Saint Monk is relatively good-tempered, the Tiger Saint Monk is notoriously short-tempered. In the face of Emperor Tianxuan's words, they replied respectfully like juniors: "Senior Tianxuan, there is also a Linglong Pagoda in the back mountain, which is a forbidden place for the hidden cultivation of our senior brothers, you can go there." ”

"In that case, the scourge here is your own creation, and it has nothing to do with me, so I'll take the first step. Remember, you don't need to do everything, everything has yin and yang. ”

After saying that, Emperor Tianxuan turned into a blue light and swept straight towards the mountain behind the current Foshan.

The two highly respected holy monks of Dragon and Tiger, plus the three abbot masters, are waiting for the battle. Behind them, there were five old monks who were rushing and a number of law enforcement monks, as for the old man Hui'an, he was still kneeling in place, motionless.

The smoke gradually dissipated, and a figure gradually walked out of the smoke.

Sometimes black, black and dark, sometimes golden without five fingers, bright blind eyes, shining all beings.

From this figure, the Dragon Tiger Holy Monk and the Abbot Master even smelled an extremely dangerous aura, a feeling that made them feel comfortable, but also extremely uncomfortable.

Among these people, perhaps only the abbot master and the five old monks know best who this figure will be, and I am afraid they will never forget it in their lives.

The golden light was the Buddha nature they were most familiar with, and the Buddha light was deeply enveloped in half of the figure's body, condensed but not emanated.

The pitch-black shadow was the murderous aura they hated the most, and the killing intent also wrapped around half of the figure's body, lingering.

Not to mention the conflict between murderous energy and Buddha nature, the conflict between the two can be said to be more violent than the conflict between yin and yang, water and fire, almost to the point where there is you without me, and there is me without you. And the murderous aura, in their impressions and memories, should have been blood red and scarlet, how could it be such a color?

Black, on the contrary, is more inclined to the color of the legendary demonic energy.

Vaguely, I saw that the figure waved his left hand lightly, and a curved pitch-black knife qi rapidly amplified, with the sound of whistling air tearing, almost slashing at the waist.

"Drink!" Seeing that the situation was wrong, the two holy monks hurriedly stepped forward and rushed to the front of the position where the old man was kneeling. The Descending Dragon Palm and the Fu Tiger Fist were unleashed by the two holy monks at the same time, and two huge qi-shaped phantoms, one dragon and one tiger, appeared out of thin air, stopping directly in front of the pitch-black sword qi.

The sword qi collided with the fist wind and the palm wind, and the two holy monks were in a hurry, and their strength was insufficient, and they actually let out a muffled snort in unison. The two of them had a mouthful of blood surging up, and it had already rushed to their mouths, almost spurting out. Each of them took a step back, and hurriedly used all their strength to as much as eighty percent before they could barely stop this sword qi, but the sword qi was still moving forward slowly, but the speed was much slower than before.

This is just a random knife of the figure, and it has already forced the two respected holy monks to show embarrassment, it is really unimaginable how far the figure's cultivation has reached.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the abbot master flew forward, and the Heavenly Buddha palm came out in response and slapped on the huge sword qi together. Although the abbot's skill has been crowned by the entire rivers and lakes, it is still slightly inferior to the two holy monks, and he only feels that his hands are numb, and the Buddha power contained in the palm of the Heavenly Buddha is completely unable to offset the killing intent contained in this knife, but it seems to be gradually digested and dissolved.

"Three masters, this person is Luohe, the owner of the Blood Knife Villa on the rivers and lakes, and the descendant of the Blood Knife Guest!" Master Abbot's injuries have not yet fully recovered, so he can only fight and forcibly display twelve percent of his peak skills. With the strength of the three of them, they finally succeeded in completely intercepting the terrifying sword qi, so that it could no longer move forward for half a minute.

Suddenly, the old man lifted his old and disheveled head, and his eyes radiated bursts of golden light.

"I made the mistake, and I have to bear it myself! What if everything has yin and yang? As long as everything that should not exist is extinguished, the Buddha is still the Buddha, and I am still me!"

A huge "swastika" mantra appeared in front of the old man, accompanied by the old man's firm eyes, and blasted towards the last vacant place of the sword qi! To be continued.

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