"The donor has a fate with my Buddha, why don't you go to the temple to have a look?" The old monk and Buddha are profound, and his voice is like Sanskrit.

"Okay, let's ask the monk to take the kid to visit your temple. Zhen Zheng is also very curious about Zhengda Zen Temple, why it can become the first ancient temple in the Western Desert, and wants to find out.

The two of them entered from the middle gate of the Zhengda Zen Temple, and there were four Vajra protectors on both sides, with blue faces and fangs, which were very terrifying. The two walked slowly all the way from the middle gate, and the old monk introduced the layout and history of Zhengda Temple to Zhen Zheng while walking, "This is the residence of the monks in the temple for a few miles, and the hundred-zhang giant tower over there is the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion." Zhen Zheng frowned slightly, he felt hundreds of Dao fluctuations of the powerhouses of the Void Realm from the monk's residence, and dozens of Dao fluctuations equivalent to the powerhouses of the Sword Sect. "This Zhengda Temple is worthy of being the first ancient temple in the Western Desert, and it is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. ”

The two of them came to the majestic treasure hall located in the center of the Zen temple, "This was once the place where the gods and Buddhas of our temple preached, and now it is the enlightenment hall of our temple." Zhen Zheng's face showed a trace of solemnity, and he felt three breaths equivalent to the sword saint powerhouse from this Enlightenment Hall, one of which was almost not inferior to the Second King Hall of the ancient clan.

"If you talk about peak combat power alone, this Zhengda Zen Temple is much stronger than the Central Plains and even the Eastern Islands, and I am afraid it is only one line weaker than the ancient clan without the Holy Emperor. Zhen Zhengxin said, "It's a pity that the monks of the Western Desert don't care about the world, and they don't care about who owns the world at all, otherwise if they can unite them to resist the invasion of the Central Plains by the ancient clan, it will be an excellent reinforcement." ”

The two walked into the majestic hall, Zhen Zheng was immediately attracted by a huge god and Buddha in the hall, the god and Buddha had a golden body, his hands were folded, his eyebrows were low, and his face was old, Zhen Zheng was slightly surprised, isn't this the god and Buddha who fought with Min Gongen, I didn't expect the Zhengda Temple to set up a statue for the god and Buddha.

"This statue is the god and Buddha of our temple thousands of years ago, which contains his relics, which is also a kind of alternative relic. The old monk introduced.

Zhen Zheng felt that the eyes of the golden body of the god and Buddha were slightly narrowed and stared at him as if they were nothing, and his demeanor quietly changed, and his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled into Sichuan characters. The old monk also noticed the strange appearance of the gods and Buddhas, and couldn't help but look at Zhen Zheng carefully.

The gods and Buddhas shined brightly, "Great Demon, Great Demon." A thunderous voice came from the statue of the god and Buddha. The golden body of the god and Buddha stretched out its giant palm and grabbed Zhen Zheng, who instantly moved outside the main hall.

Several figures appeared in the sky, "Amitabha, I didn't expect a big demon to come into my Zhengda Zen Temple, but no one found it, thanks to the statue of the god and Buddha to see through the face of the big demon, I am ashamed." An old monk with a ruddy face sighed, Zhen Zheng felt a powerful aura like the Second King's Hall from him, "This person is probably equivalent to a half-step heavenly powerhouse, but it is a little troublesome." ”

The white-eyed old monk stood beside the ruddy old monk, with a guilty face, it was he who led the "big demon" into the Zhengda Zen Temple. "Donor, you have a demon in your heart, please follow us back to the temple to purify the demon heart. The white-eyed old monk said to Zhen Zheng.

Zhen Zheng pouted, "Inexplicably, a broken statue says that I am a big demon, and you really regard me as a demon, it's really ridiculous." Zhen Zheng guessed that it was the gods and Buddhas who felt Zhen Zheng's soul and turned Zhen Zheng into an old enemy Min Gong'en and wantonly retaliated.

Zhen Zheng turned around and wanted to leave, but was blocked by two strong men equivalent to the early stage of the Sword Saint, "The donor should go back with us, the gods and Buddhas of our temple will expel your demon heart and give you a clear mind." The white-eyed old monk and the red-faced old monk appeared behind Zhen Zheng. Zhen Zheng said in his heart, the statue of God and Buddha will definitely not treat the reincarnation of the enemy well, and going back with them will not be a sheep in the mouth of a tiger. "If you want to catch me, it's up to you to see if you have the ability. ”

Zhen Zheng teleported to the middle gate of the Zhengda Zen Temple, the four King Kongs guarding the door were suddenly resurrected, and the four of them scattered around the Zen Temple, their hands were sealed, and they saw a golden light curtain enveloping the entire Zhengda Zen Temple, with the mysterious Buddhist mantra written on it, Zhen Zheng's sword qi could not penetrate this light curtain, so he could not teleport out.

Zhen Zheng's face is ugly, teleportation is his trick to escape, tried and tested, now he is surrounded by the four great sword saints, and he is deeply trapped in the Zhengda Zen Temple, the first ancient temple in the Western Desert, but he can't use teleportation, Zhen Zheng has no way to retreat, and can only fight.

"Donor, let's go back with us. The white-eyed old monk flew over and nagged that line.

Zhen Zheng's face was dark, anger rose from his heart, and evil was born to the side of the guts, "Back to your uncle!" Xiao Yin turned into a huge soldier, and slashed at the white-eyed old monk. The old monk's right hand formed a magic seal, and his left hand gently lifted it upward, and the giant soldier instantly froze in the air, unable to move.

Zhen Zheng secretly said in his heart, "The Western Desert Buddhism Dao Gong Fa Xuanmy, I have to be careful." Zhen Zheng was slightly surprised when he saw that "Sword Eight" was so easily blocked, and sighed that Buddhism in the Western Desert was different. "Little Silver is back. Zhen Zheng summoned Xiaoyin, "Master, I can't move." Xiaoyin's voice was like nothing, and in the end, Zhen Zheng lost contact with Xiaoyin.

"What did you do to Xiaoyin?" Zhen Zheng was angry, he regarded Xiaoyin as a friend, worried that Xiaoyin's spiritual sense would be worn out. "Amitabha, don't worry, your sword was only temporarily trapped by me with the Buddha's supernatural powers, and the sword spirit is unharmed. It is said that the sword move used by the donor just now is very powerful, I use one of the three major magical powers of Buddhism to be able to resist the heavenly seal, I am the number of monks in the Great Zen Temple, if I can't resist, the donor can commit a big killing, and with this kind of strong attack sword move is easy to make people violent and unkind, impermanence, it is better for the donor to go back with me, join the Buddhism, learn some Buddhism, my Buddhism is good at defense, gentle as jade, practice not only to strengthen the body, but also to improve the mind. ”

Zhen Zheng was full of black lines, clenched his fists tightly, and resisted the urge to throw his shoes over, this white-eyed old monk was so much, too persistent, he wanted to bring Zhen Zheng back, and now he wanted Zhen Zheng to join Buddhism.

"Ahem, Senior Brother Silence, let's first capture this great demon and bring it back to the Enlightenment Palace, imprison him in the meditation palace in the hall, and then think about his Buddhahood. The red-faced old monk's face was not good-looking, and he coughed dryly, interrupting the white-eyed old monk's words.

"What Senior Brother Lonely said is that this demon is powerful, the junior brother is invincible, and the senior brother needs to take action, but when it comes to the Meditation Palace, it is really an excellent place to imprison demons, where the time and space are different from the outside world, one day outside, three years inside, you and I chant spells to exorcise demons outside the palace, and I believe that this demon will be dispersed in less than a day. This kid is really a blessing, the Meditation Palace can only allow one disciple of this temple to enter the cultivation day every year, and this year's quota was actually given to a big demon, blessing and misfortune, Amitabha. ”

The red-faced old monk's face was slightly pale, his fists were clenched, and he immediately sighed, folded his hands, and listened patiently to the words of the silent junior brother.

Zhen Zhengke didn't have the patience to listen to the monk talk about his disposal plan, his hands turned into ghost hands, his two hands were almost as tall as people, his palms were wide, and his ten fingers were like ten slender and sharp finger swords, trembling slightly, and the entire Zhengda Temple shook.