Famen Temple Tiantai Mountain bottom 100 zhang high, a 10,000 zhang square cut into the peak, the square outside the high and low inside, step by step, to the bottom of the flat place, has been less than a thousand zhang square circle. Those steps are the viewing platform, and the bottom platform is the arena. The arena was covered by a sixth-order large array, all paved with smooth mountain stones, and the mountain stones were engraved with dense reinforcement arrays, showing a dark yellow color. On each step, there are golden futons, and from a distance, they look like thousands of stars, dotted around a yellow sun.

This is the famous arena of Famen Temple - a rooftop.

The precepts of Famen Temple stipulate that all monks are not allowed to fight privately inside the gate, except for the rooftop competition.

There is no life and death on the first-level rooftop, and there is no enmity on the first-level rooftop, which is the iron law of Famen Temple through the ages. As long as you go to the Tiantai level, you can openly make an appointment, life and death are up to your fate, and even if you kill people and set fire here, you will not be punished by the Discipline Academy.

Just when Princess Peony was still depressed in the secret room, the first-level rooftop of Famen Temple was already full of monks. On the steps of the futon, thousands of Buddhas sit together in twos and threes. Their cultivation gradually increased from the outside to the inside, from the outermost stage of foundation building, to the bottom edge, and they were already at the level of the Yuan Infant Ancestor.

The Nine Spirits, Nine Saints, and Eighteen Sons are all in place, sitting in three different areas at the bottom, east, west, and south. The old monk of Dry Regret and Dry Star actually brought a jade chair, like two living bodhisattvas, and the old god sat on the ground and recited the scriptures.

At the very center of the arena, there was a charming shaking, and then an old monk in full costume appeared, holding a heavy scepter, wearing a crown on his head, and holding his head high. A majestic and sacred appearance.

The old monk in costume was about to scream, and suddenly glanced at the two top bigwigs on the edge of the venue. I shuddered for a moment, then immediately smiled at home. Coughing lightly, he called out softly:

"Fellow monks, the little monk Tuo, the chief deputy deacon of the Discipline Academy, should be entrusted by the nine spirits and nine saints and eighteen sons to preside over this Tiantai ancestor-level competition. This competition is actually a ranking battle between the thirty-six peaks and the eighteen halls, and the original ranking should be very clear to the monks of the congregation. The new rankings will be determined by the results of this competition. The higher the ranking, the higher the immortal cultivation resources obtained in the coming year...... Ahem, the old rules, life and death are ......."

"Wait, Deacon Evil, this is actually a ranking competition, judging from last year's competition, although there were no deaths, but the injuries were still quite serious, so this time the old man and the withered master came to sit down. These talented people in this door. Most of them are party leaders, and after participating in this competition, they have to return to the south immediately to enter the battlefield, whether they can change the rules slightly. Don't fight for your life, lest you cause unnecessary casualties?" Withered Star opened his eyes and asked suddenly.

"This ...... This one...... Master of the Withered Star. Although you are reasonable, the rules are set by the Eastern Patriarch Lafayette. Didn't you also go south in the first two years, and it was also set according to the rules. The little monk is not good to change it privately, or you communicate with the peak masters and hall masters first, anyway, their respective strengths have long been known, and it doesn't matter if they don't fight, if they reach an agreement in private, even if they come up and go through the motions, or put a sentence on the side of the stage, just admit their ranking. In this way, the little monk has nothing to say. The old monk said with a smile, although his words were slight, he did not agree to the proposal of the withered star.

"Hmph, old stubborn, love what!" said Withered Star, closing his eyes again.

"The third child, you are looking for yourself to be bored, these guys from the Discipline Academy hold the grand ceremony of Lafayette, as long as you and I don't become Buddhas, they won't give us much face, at most they just greet each other with a smile. These little guys are fighting and killing all day long, and they have long become old fritters, don't worry, no one can die. It's that baby bump of yours, this time it is estimated that it is a bit hanging, the peak master's position is not guaranteed, the first evil lion of the nine spirits, the first evil son of the eighteen sons, it is estimated that they all want to fall into the well, and the challenge is inevitable!"

"That's because they killed themselves, is the first monk so easy to take?!Hmph, second senior brother, why don't we make a bet today?"

"Oh, bet, how to bet?" said Dry Regret opened his eyes with interest.

"Whoever can survive a hundred breaths under the hands of the sea of evil, the withered star will give you 10,000 spars and a bottle of purple infant pills. Survive a stick of incense time, give you 100,000 spars, and ten bottles of purple baby pills. Break the ...... of the Sea of Evil"

"Forget it, forget it, don't talk about it later, someone has broken the sea of evil, how about you give me your purple gold mallet?"

"Uh, Second Senior Brother, you're so unkind. If you want to take my Buddha treasure purple gold mallet, this is a Buddha treasure ranked one higher than the purple gold bowl, don't think about it. This gavel is reserved for the sea of evil, and I don't plan to take it with me. Of the ten Buddha treasures in Famen Temple, five have been brought to the spiritual realm, and there are five left, the third Buddha treasure 'Ten Thousand Buddha Robes', the tenth 'Purple Gold Heavenly Bowl' is occupied by the unfortunate flower monk, the sixth Buddha treasure 'Demon Suppression Scepter' is in the dry lamp, and the seventh Buddha treasure 'Le Nerve Book' seems to be on you, right?!

"Hehe, it's okay, fifty percent is better than empty-handed!" said Kurehehe.

"Second Senior Brother, if no one survives the hundred breaths, how can you make amends?"

"I'm going to pay too......?

Seeing that the dry regret hesitated, the dry star immediately added: "Why don't you go and peel off the ten thousand Buddha robes on that kid, let's share them equally, you are one three five, I am two four six, in case one day the boss regrets it, and then snatch it back from the dead boy's hands, it will be too late to regret it." How?"

"We're big monks, isn't it too decrepit to peel off a junior's robe?!"

Kuxing glanced at the old monk who was still chattering on the high platform, approached Ku Regret, and whispered: "Don't hesitate, to tell you the truth, not only the boss, but now I heard that there are a lot of people in the Discipline Institute who are beating that kid's idea, once the Ten Thousand Buddha Robes fall into the hands of the old monks in the Discipline Academy, we will have no tears to cry about." Where did you hide him, boy? If you can't bear to peel him, I'll go!"

"No, no, no, I don't want him to die soon, and only I know where to hide. As for the Ten Thousand Buddhas, I'll ask for it myself. But. If I really lose, let's get three or seven points. You have three days and I have seven days, otherwise let's watch the competition in peace. What are so many gods doing?!" said Dry Regret with a shake of his hand.

"Okay, it's up to Senior Brother, hahaha!

At this moment, the old monk also finished his appearance, and he dodged and landed on the north side of the mountain, sitting cross-legged on the futon.

The fight began.

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Directly on the edge of the southern field, a bronzed lean monk was the first to shoot out, with angry eyes and thick eyebrows. The cheekbones are high and convex, and the pressure is faintly at the peak of the middle infancy. He clasped his hands together and landed firmly in the center of the field.

"Amitabha! The first son of the eighteen-day Arhat of this monk, the son of the evil heaven, the master of the eighteen halls, ranked third before, one step behind the thirty-six Zen Peak Evil Sea junior brother and the first Zen Peak evil lion senior brother, today this monk wants to directly make an appointment with the evil sea junior brother, I don't know if the evil sea junior brother dares to come out to fight?"

The sea of sin, which had been meditating with his eyes closed, opened his eyes. He replied with a smile: "Amitabha! The sea of evil is no longer the peak master of the thirty-six peaks, and he can no longer fight on behalf of the thirty-six Zen peaks, if the senior brother makes an appointment to fight in his personal name. The sea of evil can be accompanied!"

At the west head, the little monk of the sea sat alone in the corner, surrounded by ten zhang square. No one followed, no matter where he went. There is a world of difference between the situations in which people are crowded. It can be said that the tiger fell in Pingyang, and the birds and beasts fell apart.

"That's not good! My Son of Heaven is challenging the Thirty-Six Zen Peaks. If you win, you can take advantage of the situation to sit in the first position and challenge in your own name, which is thankless, it is better to go back and sleep!"

The Son of Heaven directly vetoed it. Then, he shouted loudly: "Who is the peak master of the thirty-six peaks now, get out, the hall master will give you a good time!"

Half a ring, no one answered. On the steps, the monks gathered together from the thirty-six peaks were in a commotion, and they all showed their anger.

The withered star on the side of the stage shook his head and sighed and said: "Amitabha, since the new peak master is not yet in place, you should do it for you, the thirty-six peaks have ranked first in ten years, and you can't rise and fall by you!

"A hundred breaths?!"

The whole arena exploded. The Son of Evil Heaven, who was standing in the middle of the arena, was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes were full of anger: "Okay, good! Since Master Withered Star values you so much, don't blame my Son of Heaven for killing the killer today! Come on, Evil Sea!"

"Amitabha! My Buddha is merciful, kill, kill, kill, how can a word kill!"

The eyes of the sea of evil were as deep as the sea, and he stepped out with vigor, and instantly stood outside the son of heaven, and continued to tremble: "The law is eternal, all of them are compassionate, and they have been going south for three years, and they are full of resentment, may I ask the hall master, is this a Buddhist gate or a demon gate?"

"Bold! Dare to openly slander the Famen, are you still worthy of being a disciple of my Famen? What is the first monk, but a cowardly person, he can't take down a small mountain peak in Dongling, what face does he have to gain a foothold in my Famen Temple, let this monk teach you a lesson today, a person who is afraid of death!" The Son of Heaven was furious, pointing at the sea of evil and roaring angrily.

Before the roar fell, a ten-zhang ring knife suddenly appeared, and on the head of the knife, a colorful tiger roared out. The whistling sound is terrifying, and everywhere it passes, there is a mottled color, and the little space collapses without a trace.

"Spirit Tiger Demon Slaying Knife, just a mid-level spirit treasure, just use it to embarrass people, Son of Evil Heaven, you still haven't made progress!"

The golden claw came first, and as soon as the ring knife was cut into the hollow, it was tightly captured by the golden claw, and in an instant, the golden light was magnificent, and the whistling sound shook the sky. The ring knife trembled all over the body, and on the back of the knife, thousands of rings flew down, winding the golden claws layer by layer like fine gold filaments.

"Ahh

The Son of Heaven daxiao, his fingers connected, and a tyrannical aura came out.

"Boom~!"

The burst power shook the entire thousand-zhang sixth-order magic circle, and after a dozen breaths, the sea of evil withdrew its arm, and the dark golden claw was already scorched, rising a trace of black smoke. (To be continued......)