Huh ~

Above the sky, the strong wind whistled.

Standing on the back of the crane, the Red Sun King looked down at the sea of ​​clouds, the mountains, rivers and earth that were as undulating as lines. At a moment, he suddenly smiled:

“Finally found.”

Trepidation!

The red-topped white crane roared, and then its wings split the wind and clouds, and swooped down at an extremely fast speed. A thousand feet high passed in an instant. Before long, it had already landed on a barren mountain.

Doudou~

In the ancient temple of barren mountain, the sound of wooden fish is spreading rhythmically.

Hearing the sound of the crane, wearing a single robes, Su Ming, who was sitting in front of the Buddha, slowly looked up and saw a tall and handsome young monk walking outside the temple gate.

Cinnabar was lit between his eyebrows, and his two long eyebrows flew to his ears. He looked only young, but his eyes seemed to have vicissitudes of time.

"Who would have thought that the Buddhist son who was personally presented to the mountain gate by the old thief, Guangjue, would transform into a 'Buddha demon' that hated and feared by the believers in the world overnight?"

The Red Sun Dharma King stopped and looked at the young monk who became famous among Buddhism in recent years and was said to have the "Buddha appearance".

At this moment, several months have passed since the Lanke Temple.

But when he thought about what he saw that day, he still couldn't help but sigh that there has never been such a shocking thing in Lanke Temple for thousands of years.

"Whether it is a Buddhist son or a Buddha demon, I am just me, and I have never changed."

Su Ming was very calm.

It seems that the person in front of him is not the Red Sun Dharma King who was regarded as a living Buddha in the Dali Dynasty, but a very ordinary monk.

"interesting."

Upon hearing this, the Red Sun Dharma King smiled and was quite interested:

"I heard that a Buddhist son appeared in Lanke Temple a few years ago. I don't care much. Now it seems that it is a bit meaningful..."

Su Ming didn't say anything, just quietly knocking on the wooden fish and chanting scriptures.

At this moment, it was not long after the Great Ridge came out, and wisps of scattered golden light hit him from the gap. Along with the sound of chanting scriptures, an inexplicable aura emerged.

"Zen state?"

The old monks following the Red Sun Dharma King were shocked, and their expressions became peaceful, but they were affected by their state of mind.

"I never believe in the Arhat Linfan and the Bodhisattva's reincarnation, but you do have a bit of Zen heart, which is worth my journey..."

The Red Sun Dharma King smiled slightly and invited:

"I am a Buddha's kingdom that is stationed in the world. If you ask for the true meaning of Buddhism, sooner or later, you will have to go there. Why not walk with me?"

His voice was neither high nor low, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Su Ming had to stop hitting the wooden fish. He slowly raised his head and glanced at the handsome monk again:

"You have no compassion."

The Red Sun Dharma King asked again:

"You, are you going?"

"Lanke Temple treats me like a demon. The monks in the world hate me, hate me, hate me, aren't you afraid if you invite me to Dali?"

Su Ming asked seriously.

"Afraid?"

The Red Sun King laughed out loud:

"I am not even afraid of Zhang Xuanba now. Even if you are a real Arhat Linfan and the reincarnation of the Bodhisattva, how could you scare me?!"

"If you are really not afraid, why should you mention it by name?"

Su Ming is serious.

The Red Sun Dharma King laughed and his eyes were slightly cold. Just as he was about to take action, Su Ming had already put away the wooden fish, bid farewell to the Buddha statue, and walked out of the ancient temple:

"I heard that there are wreckages of the temple where Bodhisattvas practice in the Eternal Tianlun Temple..."

The Red Sun Dharma King smiled slightly, and was about to speak, his heart felt slightly hot, and a golden light flowed out of the relics in his arms, and a sound came from the inside:

“Master…”

"Um?"

The Red Sun Dharma King frowned, and his movements disappeared into the ancient temple.

It appears again and is already standing on the top of the barren mountain.

A sound came from the flooded relics:

"Master, Zhang Xuanba had already left the customs several months ago. A few days ago, he appeared in Longyuan City and stopped the emperor's imperial guard..."

"He's out of seclusion..."

The Red Sun Dharma King narrowed his eyes slightly and immediately asked:

"He went to Longyuan? That junior brother of Dark Moon..."

"Dark, Master Dark Moon was blocked outside Tianlang Pass and was forced to retreat to Black Mountain..."

An answer came from the relics.

"Zhang Xuanba takes action, is he still alive?"

The Red Sun Dharma King was shocked:

"Was that old guy so seriously injured?"

“…”

The sound in the relics was silent for a moment, and carefully explained:

"Outside Tianlang Pass, the Yang Yu, who was separating the northwest, suddenly appeared and shot Nayoudu, the left Khan king of Tianlang, with an arrow. Later, he forced him to retreat, Master Dark Moon..."

"Who?!Yang Yu?!"

...

...

boom!

boom!

Between the white mountains and black waters, the sound of thunder sounds resounded through the mountains and forests.

The monks stood in the distance, and when they heard the movement, they all lowered their eyebrows and didn't even dare to look up. No one dared to speak at this moment, for fear of angering the master.

Bang!

After a long time, accompanied by a sour bone explosion, Dark Moon Dharma King finally repelled the alien power in his body.

"puff!"

A mouthful of dirty blood was spit out, and the old monk's face returned to blood, but it was still extremely ugly, with a glimmer of shame and anger in his eyes.

"Prime Yang!"

An indescribable murderous intent filled his chest, making his eyes slightly red.

Who is he?

The Dali Dynasty is different from the countries of the times. It is the "Buddhist Kingdom" of Zhengjiaoheyi. The Eternal Tianlun Temple is the real master of the country.

As one of the four great masters of Dali, he was in charge of the monks who protected the temple. His words could make hundreds of millions of believers kneel down and ask his wife to offer his son.

In the past century, except for suffering a great loss under Zhang Xuanba, how could he have had such a shame?

At this moment, his chest couldn't help but undulate, and he could hardly help but want to lead the monk soldiers back and slaughter the whole family to vent his anger.

"Master!"

His eyes swept over, and the monks and soldiers hiding in the mountains and forests knelt on the ground.

"Where is Senior Brother Hongri at this moment?"

Dark Moon Dharma King closed his eyes.

"Return to the master, a few months ago, Master Hongri returned after a battle with Master Guangjue, Lanke Temple, and may be able to arrive outside the pass soon..."

A monk soldier bowed to respond, panic and nervous:

"I'd like to ask the master to extinguish the thunderous anger for a while, and wait until Master Hong Sun returns, and then defeat the Tianlang and capture this beast..."

"No, no day..."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Dark Moon Dharma King's chest was undulating, his anger was surging, and his anger was still not gone.

But the sudden news extinguished his anger like cold water.

The light of the relics flowed out from the chest, and there was a panic and horrifying voice:

"After, Master, outside Tianlang Pass, you found Zhang Xuanba's traces..."
To be continued...