Chapter 270: The Great War is Imminent
After rushing to the peak of purple qi, it was the first time he used this kind of domineering object transfer spell. Under the urging of his own full aura, the mountain moving trick exerted unprecedented power, the towering courtyard wall within ten zhang of the temple gate was grabbed by me Qi Gen and thrown to a hundred steps away, the wall and the dust splashed by the broken temple gate was blown away by the mountain wind for a long time, since you don't open the temple door for me, I will open one myself.
There are three reasons why I want to use the method of moving mountains to remove a large part of the temple's exterior walls, the first is to take revenge on Zen Master Minghui for neglecting us, and the second is to cut off my own way and completely abandon the idea of reconciliation and use force instead. The third point is to strengthen one's own might, thwart the enemy's sharpness, and show one's own magic power to one's comrades and enemies.
Because he deliberately showed off his spells, he didn't just scratch and skim when he used the mountain moving trick, but first used the aura to divide the foundation and fracture of the wall smoothly, so after removing the left and right courtyard walls, the foundation of the courtyard wall and the left and right fractures were very neat, as if this wall had never existed at all.
The exclamations from behind me and in the courtyard proved that my actions had the desired effect, and I must let my comrades have absolute confidence and trust in me when I go into battle, otherwise it will be difficult to boost morale. The exclamation from inside the monastery showed that my magic had shocked the monks inside, and the scene of the entire monastery wall being removed out of thin air was still terrifying, but when I sneered and retracted my gaze to look at the monastery, I found that it was only some young novices who had made exclamations earlier, and the monks in golden robes were not moved at all, still chanting the scriptures aloud. Although the scriptures recited by the monks are not the same, they are not chaotic and noisy at all, and they are like ten thousand Buddhas singing in unison, which is solemn and solemn.
Although the temple is located at the foot of Jiuhua Mountain, the sun can still shine here, and the scorching sun in the afternoon is still very hot, but the monks have not entered the main hall to escape the heat, and there is no sweat on the nose. As far as I could see, I saw that such monks were not sitting in a mess, but were divided into eight places at slight intervals, that is to say, the nine masters invited by the Netherworld Temple belonged to eight different monasteries, plus Jianzhen, Jianxing two light purple cultivators, there were a total of eleven purple qi masters in the Netherworld Temple, among which there were two Tibetan Buddhist lamas and monks in strange costumes.
Just when I was wondering why Zen Master Minghui was not among the monks, the Jianhe monk who had been detained by me before jumped out of the main hall, and his body shook sharply, and he came to me in an instant, stretched out his hand and pointed at me and scolded, "Little Zamao, what do you want to do?"
"The bald donkey's mouth is cleaned, and you are looking for death, uncle, who are you scolding?" Before I could speak, the people behind me had already begun to scold back. Jianxue was previously attacked by me and the Vajra Cannon and detained his soul, so he naturally hated us to the core, and I and the Vajra Cannon also destroyed the body of Zen Master Minghui, and he was naturally very angry. Although he is a disciple of Buddhism, his temper is extremely hot, and it is not difficult to understand that when he saw that the mountain gate and the wall were destroyed by me, he couldn't help but jump out and scold.
"Poor Dao came here this time to visit Master Lingshi Minghui, disdain to see you as a junior, go quickly. "I deliberately raised my head to show a look of disdain, I am much older than me, three years ago I was also a light purple aura, and now I have cut two levels in a row to jump to the peak of purple qi, as the saying goes, there is no one who has learned to be a teacher, and it is not an exaggeration for me to call him a junior. And the reason why I want to deliberately anger him is to provoke him to strike first, and then I can take the opportunity to "punish the big and the small", and get rid of the other party's purple qi master first.
"Shameless miscellaneous hair, you actually came to my Netherworld Zen Temple three times and twice to provoke, are you afraid that you will not succeed as a poor monk?"
"Senior brother, don't be reckless. At this moment, Monk Jianzhen chased after him, stretched out his hand and grabbed Jianxing, "Bear with me for the time being, don't forget the master's entrustment." ”
"Senior brother, this person is too deceitful. Jian Shi looked at Jian Zhen angrily, although he was irritable, he still had a lot of respect for his senior brother Jian Zhen, so although he was unwilling, he also stopped coming.
"Amitabha, a real person came from afar, and the Netherworld Zen Temple did not have time to greet him, and he was guilty of sins and sins, so please enter the temple. Jianzhen stepped forward and saluted me.
I was already ready to go, but I didn't expect Jianzhen to give me such a set, and I was stunned on the spot for a while, I didn't understand what kind of medicine this guy was selling in his gourd?
"Senior brother, although the master said to let them into the temple when he was in the fugue," Jian Xing frowned. "But our Netherworld Monastery is the Bodhisattva's palace, and if it doesn't enter reincarnation like this, how can people with incomplete seven senses let it in. ”
"Hmph!" the three elders of Chenzhou snorted coldly at the same time. The so-called non-reincarnation refers to their three Jinjia zombies.
"Ouch, master, what's wrong with the little girl?" Da Mei'er deliberately puffed out her chest and threw away her seductive eyes, and the latter snorted coldly and turned her head.
"The thief is so rude, how can it be easy to get under the throne?" Huangmei Daoren was also furious, he and Da Mei'er were both beast body cultivators, and they were all scolded for not knowing all the seven tricks.
"Amitabha, the poor monk and brother have no words, don't blame the real people, please come in and serve tea. Jianzhen stretched out his hand to the guest.
"Senior brother?!" Jianzhen wanted to stop again, but Jianzhen glared back angrily.
"Dare to ask the master, where is Zen Master Minghui now?" I did not enter the temple immediately, but turned to look at Jianzhen.
"Amitabha, the teacher has left the temple yesterday, before leaving to ask me to receive guests, but the friends of the real people are different from ordinary people, the poor monks and the younger brothers hesitated and failed to greet in time, which snubbed the real people. Jianzhen Heten said.
"Ah, ran away?" exclaimed.
Although I didn't speak, the surprise in my heart was no less than that of the Vajra Cannon, and Zen Master Minghui clearly knew why we were going to go out to fugue, and you must know that iQue was indeed suspected of dodging at this time, since he had invited a helper, why did Minghui leave the temple as the master.
In addition, Jianzhen's words also made me suspicious, I don't know where Minghui is now, his Dharma is better than my Taoism, if he deliberately hides his breath, I can't find him, if this old guy sets a trap for me inside, it is not wise for me to rush in.
I raised my eyebrows suspiciously, and looked at the positions of the monks sitting cross-legged in the monastery, but I didn't find anything unusual. Turning his head to look at Wen Xiaofeng, Wen Xiaofeng shook his head, signaling that he didn't find anything unusual or ambushed. I looked sideways at Murong Chaifeng again, and Murong Chaifeng nodded lightly. She often went down the mountain in her previous life, she was well-informed, and she was more familiar with the layout of the formations of various factions, and she nodded to mean that the position of many monks was not a formation, and we could enter. Although it was just a simple nod and shake of the head, with more than 30 years of getting along with each other in their previous lives, I could still accurately guess what the two wanted to express, and there was no need to use words at all. One last glance at the King Kong Cannon, this guy was stunned and gave me a sentence, "What do you think I'm doing?"
"Master, please. I turned around and stretched out my hand in a humble gesture and led the group into the Netherworld Meditation Temple. Wen Xiaofeng deliberately followed the palace, and only after everyone had entered without any abnormalities occurring, did he follow in. His action was not to be afraid of anything, but to prevent all of them from falling into the trap, and there would not even be anyone to rescue at that time.
"Master, did Zen Master Minghui explain the past and return date before leaving?" I must enter the temple, otherwise I will be suspected of showing weakness, and I have no need to enter their main hall.
"Not yet. Jianzhen Heten said.
"Senior Brother Poor Dao has already sent the Worship Mountain Dharma Slip before, why did the teacher flee from the battle?" I asked angrily. I had imagined many possibilities before, but what I didn't expect was that Master Minghui would run the day before we went up the mountain, where he went, and when he would come back, no one knows.
"Amitabha, before leaving, the teacher told the poor monks to treat real people with courtesy, and try to avoid fighting for no reason," Jianzhen said. I used to describe Minghui Zen Master Jianzhen as very unhappy, and his tone was not so peaceful.
"Don't give me this set, hurry up and call the bald donkey out for me, the monk can't run away from the temple, don't wait for the uncle to tear down your nest." The King Kong Cannon took a few steps forward and shouted loudly. It stands to reason that he has no place to speak on this occasion, but this guy doesn't care about that, he can say whatever he wants.
"What do you want, you miscellaneous hair?" the puffing appraisal couldn't help but break his mouth.
"Amitabha, the donor has repeatedly insulted his teacher, could it be that the Netherworld Zen Temple is really afraid of the nine battles?"
"Master Jianzhen, what do you mean by that?" I raised my voice in confusion. Although I did have the idea of fighting rough when I went up the mountain this time, I didn't even decide on a few fights, and he could expect to fight nine times.
"Amitabha, don't hide from the real person, the teacher has already expected that the real person will come this time to set up nine fighting methods, and welcome me with the Xuantian Dao technique, and decide the high and low of the Buddha's path as a void, and the old things of the past are true. "Jianzhen and Ten Western Rites.
"Hmph, I don't know if Zen Master Minghui has said that if the poor Dao is lucky enough to win, what will he do?" Although I was surprised by Zen Master Minghui's supernatural powers, it also aroused my arrogance.
"Amitabha, fighting for the law is not admired by Buddhism"
"Don't talk nonsense, what did your master say?" I angrily interrupted Jianzhen's words, the use of force is inevitable, I don't believe that he smashed his field, he can still hide and not appear.
"Amitabha, if the real person can win five games, the teacher will personally go down to the underworld to ask the Bodhisattva to give you the grace of the Dharma, and return your Wang's soul. Jianzhen Heten said.
"Okay, please set up the master. "I put my head up and my hands behind my back to make the final decision.
"Old Yu, something is wrong, why do I feel like he is leading us by the nose?" King Kong Cannon looked at Jianzhen who turned away.
"Let's take it, I'll see how long he can lead. I snorted.
Soon, a huge open space was vacated in the middle of the Netherworld Monastery, and the monks of the temple moved many chairs from the back of the monk's house.
The big war is imminent