I Honor

Active Persecution

“Master Foolish Monk” Hearing Yan Chixia’s address, Nangong Chong couldn’t help standing up.

This is one of the three great masters in the world, the most top expert, the existence of almost gods and demons, the dream goal of every martial arts practitioner

The gray-robed old monk took one step and appeared at the entrance of the main hall. His eyes were still looking at Meng Qi. The silver snake danced wildly in the air, illuminating Lanruo Temple and the surrounding forests. It was swept away, full of the masculinity of thunder and lightning and the purity of glass.

Under the collision of such ranks, there is no place for any grandma or lonely ghost

Without making a move, without displaying the domain, without the power to move the heaven and the earth, just the energy pulls and stimulates each other, there is such a power like a demon, not only Nangong Chong, Du Qingqing, but even Yan Chixia can’t maintain a calm state of mind, shocked and stunned

This is the power of the great master

And being able to collide with the foolish monk’s aura without losing the wind, where is this man in the green shirt who should obviously have frost-white temples? Odd look.

Nangong Chong was even more stunned. He “knows” that the blue-clothed man from the Cangtian Sect is very strong, unmatched by ordinary masters, but he doesn’t know that he is so strong that he can go head-to-head with the “foolish monk”, one of the three great masters. not embarrassed

“Amitabha, the benefactor has disappeared for many years, and he never expected to appear in Lanruo Temple.” While being pulled by the energy mechanism, the foolish monk did not dare to look away rashly, otherwise the blow from stress would be very terrifying when the aura ebbs and flows.

It sounded like they knew Yan Chixia, Nangong Chong, and Du Qingqing from the stupid monk’s words.

Indeed, even if the man in the green shirt had a slightly worse past, he was still not far from the grand master, and he was one of the top group of people. It’s normal to know each other

Meng Qi stood up slowly, put his hands behind his back, coughed lightly, and immediately looked away, the implicated aura disappeared instantly. It made the foolish monk feel like he had punched nothing in the air: “The master is also here to find the old demon of Montenegro.”

Don’t mention the past, because I don’t know the past.

The foolish monk closed his eyes again, and whispered a Buddha’s name: “The benefactor of Black Mountain is poisoning the living beings, I have to take care of it.”

He went on to say: “The benefactor lost to him many years ago. Now that he comes to Lanruo Temple, it is heaven to make a breakthrough. The old man sees the benefactor rejuvenated. The silver thread turns black, and his eyes lead to the inner world. When you raise your hands and throw your feet, you can sway freely and freely, without sticking to external objects. Not being controlled by others, could it be that the sky has been pushed to an unprecedented level.”

“The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand.” Meng Qi stood upright with his hands behind his back, a smile hung on the corner of his mouth, but his breath was even deeper.

“The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should be established.” The foolish monk was a little startled, and then put his hands together: “Amitabha, first dies and then lives. Breaking and then gaining, congratulations to the benefactor who is completely enlightened. It may not be impossible to become a Buddha in the future.”

In the hearts of Yan Chixia, Nangong Chong and Du Qingqing. The dialogue between the two is full of Zen ideas, and the mysterious man in green shirt is indeed not at a disadvantage when facing the foolish monk, there is an obvious difference.

“The yellow sky of the sky should stand in the realm” Several people chewed on such news, and when they looked at Meng Qi, they felt that he was more and more unpredictable.

This is the demeanor of a great master

He is the lord of heaven

“The black mountain old demon is missing, master.” Meng Qi didn’t say much. Stretch your right hand forward, as if please. I plan to see the level of the world’s top powerhouses.

The foolish monk whispered a Buddha’s name, and took out a simple Buddhist scripture with a dark blue cover from his arms: “Amitabha. I will first save the demons and ghosts of Lanruo Temple, and let them be reborn in the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss.”

There are five ancient Sanskrit scripts on the Buddhist scriptures, with a faint golden luster flowing, Meng Qi carefully identified them, and his heart moved:

“Ksitigarbha Soul Crossing Sutra”

There is a version of A Chinese Ghost Story that really involves the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva Meng Qiruo thinking, if he can get this scripture, at least his master will not be hopeless because of incomplete skills

He narrowed his eyes to cover up the flashing heat, and deliberately sighed: “Ksitigarbha Soul Crossing Sutra”

If the head of the Cangtian Sect knew that this Buddhist scripture had fallen into the hands of the foolish monk, he would lament the sutra’s ability to cross souls;

“Ksitigarbha Soul Crossing Sutra” Yan Chixia and Du Qingqing looked incomprehensible, while Nangong Chong couldn’t hide the scorching heat in his eyes, as if he knew the mystery of this Buddhist scripture very well.

The foolish monk had a compassionate expression on his face: “Amitabha, here was opened the gap leading to the Nine Nether Ghost Realm by the benefactor of Montenegro, so the obsessions of ghosts and resentful spirits are difficult to dissipate. Ordinary salvation cannot help them to be liberated, nor can they be reborn in the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss. Gathering together again, endless life, I had no choice but to invite out the Buddhist scriptures of this town temple.”

It turned out to be the Zhensi Buddhist scriptures. It might not be appropriate to directly talk about the content of exchanging exercises. Meng Qi nodded slightly and didn’t speak again for the time being.

At this moment, disturbed by the stupid monk and Meng Qi’s energy, the gloomyness of Lanruo Temple completely disappeared, no different from ordinary ruined temples, the so-called grandma, all the ghosts and ghosts, all hid.

even ifDemons and ghosts are also afraid of the Grand Master

Holding the Ksitigarbha Crossing the Soul Sutra, the foolish monk turned around and walked outside Lanruo Temple. He had already seen that most of the problems were in the nearby woods.

At this time, Nangong rolled his eyes, had an idea, and quietly said: “Master, please uphold justice.”

“What’s the matter?” The foolish monk responded.

Nangong Chong said sadly and indignantly: “My junior, Ding Hunan Gongchong, happened to meet the disciples of the Huang Family Village on Chao Island, and learned that the Zuo Envoy of the Cangtian Sect robbed their family’s secret books seven years ago, which hurt many people. In this matter, it is a pity that the strength is not enough, and it is difficult to get justice after meeting them, but he is not reconciled, so he bowed his knees, endured the humiliation, and followed them to find opportunities, and now meeting the master is just the way of heaven.”

The foolish monk looked him up and down, and said via voice transmission: “Don’t be impatient, benefactor of Nangong, wait for the old man to save the demons and goblins of Lanruo Temple, find the whereabouts of benefactor of Heishan, and then separate with the two benefactors of Cangtianzong.”

After finishing speaking, he stepped out of the palace gate, growing lotuses step by step, and walked towards the woods.

Nangong Chong secretly clenched his fists, full of anticipation, the young master’s humiliation is not so easy to bear, he bears the burden of humiliation just to wait for the present

At that time, it’s best for both sides to suffer, and I can get the Ksitigarbha Crossing the Soul Sutra

Just as he was thinking freely, his heart suddenly moved, and he subconsciously looked at Meng Qi, only to see him looking at him with a half-smile.

Boom, boom, his heart beat faster.

Dump, boom, he heard a heart beating powerfully in Meng Qi’s chest.

“The old man also heard your sad and indignant words just now.” Meng Qi’s smiling voice sounded directly in Nangong Chong’s heart.

Nangong Chong’s eyes widened, and fear surged up. The man in the blue shirt could feel his heart, and overheard the voice transmission.

In his pupils, the slightly vicissitudes of the figure in the green shirt suddenly approached, occupying the entire field of vision

Too bad Nangong rushed to make a decisive decision.

Meng Qi suddenly felt that the world was completely dark, and his senses were restricted again, but this time, he took the initiative to oppress Nangong Chong, forcing him to use this method, so he was prepared and had room to react.

Chaos and chaos, no top and no bottom, space distance is incomparably chaotic, and time is also slightly chaotic. Meng Qi relies on the original singularity, the indestructible phase of the beginning of time and space, to pry into the secret of the “backward flow of time”

Even if it’s just that the state is not enough, it can only slightly confuse time, but under the conflict between the two, Meng Qi is confident that he can grasp a little “trace” from it

With his senses restored, Meng Qi saw Nangong Chong, Du Qingqing and Yan Chixia again, and saw Ning Caichen walking in small steps.

Everything has returned to the state before Ning Caichen’s brief explanation, and the foolish monk has not yet appeared.

“Even great masters can be affected,” Meng Qi thought to himself, just now, through the slightly chaotic time, he vaguely sensed a little “abnormality”.

At this moment, Nangong stood up and came over with a flattering smile on his face: “Senior, why don’t you accompany Young Master Ning to have a rest outside the palace?”

The attitude is standard respectful.

Then he saw Meng Qi’s eyes sweeping over, and there was an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth, as if all his secrets were no longer secrets in front of him

“Hehe, I should have thought too much, and I was frightened by the ability to touch my heart with my heart,” Nangong said to himself. to be continued

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