Zhu Ganglie sat at the top of the main hall, looking at the black wind below, and listened to the old black wind with a flat expression.

"Uncle Shi, a year ago, a great monk named Fashan brought a group of singers to this Zhu Zi Country, and after the audience, he performed a heavenly demon dance, bewitching His Majesty and the officials in the city.

His Majesty specially ordered the construction of a Tianlong Temple for him.

Since then, this law has suppressed the people of our Taoism, and now countless ordinary Taoists have been captured to build Tianlong Temple and carve the Buddha. This huge Purple Cloud View is only me and the little apprentice left!"

Wu Feng said these words with indignation and helplessness, and wanted Zhu Ganglie to make the decision for him.

"Let's get up! What kind of cultivation is that Fashan? How many understandings have you opened the door to Buddhism?"

Zhu Ganglie didn't say too much, looked at Wufeng lightly, and asked.

"My nephew once tried with him, and the monk opened two senses, which is equivalent to the manifestation realm, but the heavenly demon dance of the singer around him is very powerful.

The monk preached that the singer around him was called Feitian, and that the Demon Dance was created by the Bodhisattva of Buddhism who refused the temptation of the Heavenly Demon, and he could comprehend great wisdom when he saw it often!

Tonight in Tianlong Temple, the Fashan monk will also hold a heavenly demon dance. ”

"Well, since that's the case, I'll go and investigate, I'm doing some calculations, you can wait and practice in the meditation for the time being!"

Zhu Ganglie groaned slightly, and he also had a plan in his heart, this monk is not to be afraid, but this so-called Heavenly Demon Dance, he wants to find out clearly.

Not long ago, I learned from the senior brother that the Extraterritorial Heavenly Demon was said, and I was a little jealous of this Heavenly Demon in my heart.

As he spoke, Zhu Ganglie got up and left this Purple Cloud Temple, ready to check out the so-called Etian Demon Dance.

When he got up, the robe that Baye Xiangyun turned into changed slightly, turning into a long coat, and Zhu Ganglie also became a personable son.

This change made the little Taoist on the side envious, and he looked at his master and asked, "Master, when will I have this ability?"

Wu Feng touched the head of this boy dotingly, and said with a smile: "These are all people who can be immortalized in the door, and they have the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth.

Your qualifications are excellent, and you will definitely become such a person in the future, but you must practice well!"

Zhu Ganglie didn't know that his change led to a cause and effect in the future, and at this time, he had already walked out of the Purple Cloud Temple and came to the Tianlong Temple.

This Tianlong Temple is vast, a statue of the Buddha about 100 zhang stands in the square, and countless believers around are bowing.

Zhu Ganglie looked at this Buddha statue and glanced at it lightly, a trace of Buddha power did not enter it, and a huge incense power was involved.

made Zhu Ganglie so unhappy, and hurriedly involved them in the Qingyang Ancient Lamp, but he didn't do too much, so as not to attract the attention of Nafa Shan.

Under this Buddha statue, Zhu Ganglie stayed for a long time, and as night fell, a team of officers and soldiers began to clear the field, and a huge high platform was put up.

It's just that when these officers and soldiers came, they didn't seem to find Zhu Ganglie, and let him stand under the Buddha statue.

When night falls, a faint Buddha light appears on the huge Buddha statue, illuminating the entire square and supporting the Buddha statue to the extreme.

Zhu Ganglie looked at it lightly, revealing a hint of laughter, this monk is also funny, and engraved the six-character Daming mantra on the back of this Buddha statue.

However, this vision also made many believers more religious, along with the radiant light of the Buddha.

After a while, all the people of Zhu Ziguo arrived in this Tianlong Temple, and a dignitary and noble person sat cross-legged below, and Zhu Ganglie also sat straight in one place.

After a while, on the high platform, many women with their hair combed into multiple braids, wearing ivory Buddha crowns, wearing Yingluo, wearing long and short red silk and gold skirts, gold miscellaneous jackets, cloud shoulders, closed-sleeved heavenly robes, ribbon shoes and socks, etc., walked up to the high platform.

These women are full of Buddhism and beautiful at the same time.

The lead dancer holds a bell and pestle in his hand, while the others hold a gabara-like instrument.

Seeing these utensils, Zhu Ganglie's eyes narrowed, and he could see at a glance that these utensils were actually made of skulls.

Similar to the magic weapon and the talisman between the artifact, there is a faint evil aura.

When these flying dances, a faint Sanskrit sound sounds, pouring into people's ears.

These Sanskrit sounds and these dances make people bewilder, and gradually fall into a state of excitement, piety, and even madness.

Zhu Ganglie swept around lightly, and saw that many people were already confused and looked crazy, and some even danced with their hands.

Zhu Ganglie sighed softly, didn't pay attention to it, and looked at the so-called flying sky above, and gradually became solemn.

I am afraid that this Heavenly Demon Dance was only used to praise the Buddha, but it was turned into a dance of the mind that deceived people by that Fashan.

However, this is not valid for himself, not to mention his current cultivation, which is the Buddhist method, and he has also realized a knowledge.

Moreover, these so-called flying heavens are mostly ordinary people, and they don't have much cultivation, so they don't have to be afraid.

When Zhu Ganglie looked at it, the women on the high platform looked at Zhu Ganglie one after another, and only this Zhu Ganglie was sober among the people below.

This increased the degree of charm, wanting to attract Zhu Ganglie's mind and let him also worship under this Tianlong Temple.

"That's it!"

Zhu Ganglie didn't bother to look at it, with a wave of his sleeves, a strong wind swept away, blowing these groups of women on the high platform directly out of the air.

"Where the evil demons are outside, dare to come to the Buddha to make trouble!"

The women did not fly far, a huge Buddha light shone out, catching them all, and a young monk wearing a white monk's robe, holding a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, and holding a golden bowl slowly walked out.

"You are the Fashan, right? This Zhu Ziguo is the shelter of my Daomen, and my Daomen can't help you from preaching Buddhism, why do you hurt the people of my Daomen?"

Zhu Ganglie swept the monk and said coldly.

"The bull nose from there, the old monk is a sitting disciple of the Tianxing Zen Master, and it is a blessing to come here to preach, and it is not quick to weird my door!"

This Fashan smiled coldly, and the bowl in his hand exuded the light of the Buddha, and his face was full of vigor.

However, Zhu Ganglie heard this Fashan words, but he glanced at it coldly, he was the authentic sect of the Daomen, even if the Buddha Sect Bodhisattva arrived here, he could not harm the disciples of the Daomen.

Even if this Dharma is a disciple of the Buddha, he must abide by the rules of this time and not say anything about the Zen master.

I didn't bother to ramble at the moment, and with a flick of my wrist, the Tianxing Sword Pill turned into a rocket and crashed into it.

"An dare!"

Fa Shan drank loudly in his mouth, and the rosary in his hand was thrown up, emitting a dazzling light.

It's just that Zhu Ganglie's eyes are extremely disdainful, these prayer beads are afraid that they are not even magic weapons, and they are just engraved with some Liuzi Daming mantras.

As soon as the sword pill hit, the rosary was directly shattered.

This made Fa Shan's heart hurt a lot, and the golden bowl in his hand slammed into the air, flew into the air, and spun around, emitting a huge absorbing force, wanting to absorb the Tianxing Sword Pill.

This purple gold bowl made Zhu Ganglie move a little bit of thought, the power was good, and with a shake of his hand, the protective robe flew out, turning into a huge heavenly river.

Boom, the waves above are ten thousand acres, the waves are monstrous, and the ice is biting, and a sprint wraps the golden bowl in this huge heavenly river.

"You give me back the bowl, this is my master's treasure, you are killing yourself!"

Fa Shan roared angrily, his body shook suddenly, and two circles of Buddha light appeared behind his head.

A circle of Buddha light fell on his hand, turning into a Buddha shovel, and a circle of treasures, guarding the top of his head.

At the same time, Fashan jumped on top of the Buddha's head.

On the huge statue of the Buddha, the power of faith poured into the angry eyes of the Vajra.

The figure that supports it is getting bigger and bigger, and it is getting bigger and grander.

After Zhu Ganglie saw the figure of this Fa Shan, he showed a hint of banter, and the other end of the Tianhe River in his hand swelled again, and the huge force directly collided with it, directly smashing the huge Buddha.

The pieces turned into ice cubes before they fell, and Fashan, who was sitting on top of his head, was also wrapped in the heavenly river.

The icy river water, churning and tumbling waves, crushed the treasure and Buddha shovel in the hands of this Fashan.

Fashan's body was also crushed by the water of the heavenly river, and it was frozen and cracked into pieces of broken ice.

After Zhu Ganglie withdrew the waves, the clump of broken ice fell to the ground and turned into powder.

At the moment of the destruction of Fashan, in a Buddhist temple deep in the mountains, an old monk's face changed greatly, and he shouted: "My disciple!"