"The list of the top eight of the Bathing Buddhist Association has come out... This means that the Dharma Assembly has come to an end."

The four of them went down from Crescent Mountain and headed towards the east of Mingsha Mountain.

"The five people who Lingshan attracted attention have received the above meaning. They were originally going to enter the mountain, so they all announced their abstention after confirming that they could enter Lingshan." Song Yiren chuckled and said, "So in tomorrow's Dharma Assembly, they will announce their abandonment one after another, and then Luzi and Zenzi will face off directly."

"This is what Lingshan means, and it is also what I mean."

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Ning Yi frowned and said, "If all abstain, then the skylark..."

Song Yiren said calmly: "Do you think the sky tart can compete with the Zen Rule?"

Ning Yi shook his head directly, "It is impossible. Even if it is just a battle between souls, there is no chance of winning."

"His practice time is too short."

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Ning Yi did not feel that this arrangement was inappropriate.

"The most important thing is to protect his safety." Ning Yi murmured to himself.

"That's natural." Zhusha agreed: "Yunqi is now a treasure. Master Xuyun is in seclusion and Master Jiechen passed away. The 'soul treasure' in his mind is almost an isolated book, which is crucial to Lingshan."

While speaking, several people walked onto a new mountain road.

Go to the top all the way.

"This is?"

Grass clips flew over their cheeks.

Ning Yi felt a faint vibration, and the "Long River of Dao" in the sea of ​​skull was slowly rotating, and the stars were flowing, and he actually felt a Taoist rhyme.

"There is an orthodox mountain in Lingshan, which is considered a 'fake'." Song Yiren walked in front of him with his hands on his back. The leaves blew in front of him, and were swept away by invisible energy. After reaching the top, he broadened his horizons and saw the many peaks of Mingsha Mountain and the night fog.

"Wudao Mountain..." Ning Yi murmured to himself, smiling: "The great Taoist qi is hidden in it. Practicing here should be able to gather luck. The methods of Buddhism are indeed mysterious and completely different from those in Zhongzhou."

"The point is not this mountain of enlightenment."

Song Yiren skipped the topic directly. He stood on the top of the mountain, stretched out his hand, and a ball of wind lingered in his palm. The milky white air flow became more and more solid as his five fingers gathered.

Pei Ling's face became solemn.

"Formation."

She felt the breath hidden in the mountains.

"It's the formation." Song Yiren turned around, looked at her admiringly, and said seriously: "Miss Pei's formation attainments are probably only a handful of people that can be compared to the world... There is a formation that is extremely important to the Little Leiyin Temple in this little Wudao Mountain."

Pei Lingsu spoke again.

"Falling Geese Formation."

Song Yiren smiled and said, "It's the Luoyan Formation... This is also the last trump card."

"The formation is connected to the hundreds of peaks of Mingsha Mountain, which can reach dozens of feet deep underground. A huge spider web of veins. Once activated, the geese falling from the sand cannot even fly out. The monk soldiers of Lingshan guard the outside world, and the inside is." He raised his hand, his palm facing the sky, and said, "The eyes of this formation are in the hands of Master Ju Xing, the abbot of Xiao Leiyin Temple... The three disciples of Master Ju Xing, Master Ju Xing, are the oldest, and are almost at their peak. Although they are protected by Buddha, their spiritual consciousness is no longer clear. The formation of the fallen geese formation has not been activated for more than ten years. I am always worried that something will happen."

He looked at Pei Lingsu, used a respectful word, and said seriously: "I know this formation very well, and I want to ask you for a favor."

...

...

The skylark woke up and found that there was no one in the two bamboo buildings around.

"Last night, they all left?"

Today's competition is very important. He has entered the top eight. Every battle next is quite difficult and should not be underestimated. He slept well last night and used the method of soothing the soul left by his master. After waking up, he found that he seemed to be the only one left on the hillside of Crescent Mountain.

Organized his appearance.

Yunqi walked out with her robe, got on the carriage, and asked the guards who were guarding her. Only then did she realize that Ning Yi and the other two had not come back last night after they left.

He had a vague guess in his heart, probably pointing to the word "borrowing fire".

Although he is an outsider, he is not ignorant.

The East Realm wants to "borrow fire", and this matter has been undercurrent, and only a few people know about the entire Little Leiyin Temple.

The removal of the past few days was very failed. The ghost cultivator was not caught at all, and it was impossible to confirm the speculation that someone in Mingsha Mountain colluded with ghost cultivators. The only way to take is to wait for the ghost cultivator to take action and give a countermeasure.

The carriage took the skylark to the final temple, Mount Huodao.

The carriage stopped.

He stroked his robe and lifted the curtain of the carriage, but was stunned. There was a crowd outside the curtain, surrounding him, and a warm and loud voice came into the world in his ears.

"Mr. Skylark."

"Dalin Temple wants to ask you to preach, but I don't know when I have time?"

"Lord Suncut, after the Dharma Assembly is over, do you have free time to come to Bohu to discuss it?"

Yunqiu had a headache, but then he realized that the eight strongest people in the Dharma Assembly had appeared. Except for Zenzi and Luzi, he was the youngest and most unfamiliar face. The others were all practitioners who had become famous in Dongtu before. Most of the people in this Dharma Assembly were aiming to worship Lingshan... Those few were no exception.

He got off the carriage and thanked them one by one. Later he found that there were too many visitors and it was difficult to resist. Fortunately, at this time, the formation master who presided over the Xiaoqieshan Taoist temple came to Yunqie, slightly turned sideways to stop these enthusiastic practitioners for him, and said aloud: "Thank you all for your kindness. Please send the invitation to Yueya Mountain. Mr. Yunqie will respond after the Dharma Assembly."

Skylark said in surprise: "It's you?"

The formation master smiled and said, "Mr. Just call me 'Ting Yu'. Senior Brother Jinglian has instructed you to protect your safety. Some dangerous people may have been mixed in the Dharma Assembly. It is so crowded that I may be surprised... I will send you to the temple."

Skylark nodded, but there was no ominous sign in his heart.

When practicing the soul and the realm of the soul can be profound, you can divine good and bad luck.

After entering the temple, there were fewer people. The top of Mount Wudao, because the monks in Lingshan were guarded strictly, those "enthusiastic" practitioners were stopped outside. In the temple, there were four high-rise stone arenas that were used to meditate and practice every day. At the annual Dharma Assembly, it was used as the final showdown and array.

Logically speaking, there are three days left before the Dharma Assembly will end, and we have been in the duel of Mount Wudao since then.

One by one, the sky beads floating outside the Taoist temple of Wudao Mountain, reflecting four clear stone table pictures.

The skylark came very soon. Zenzi and Luzi had not arrived yet, but everyone else had arrived. He raised his head and noticed a different look... At the top of the four dojo arenas, an old man in a white shirt was sitting on a wooden wheelchair, slightly closing his eyes, as if he was taking a nap, his head slightly lowered.

"It is Master Gu Xing, the abbot of Xiao Leiyin Temple."

The formation master Chang Yu bowed to the top, "The leader in charge of the 'Falling Geese Formation' and sit in Mingsha Mountain."

The skylark was a little confused.

He looked at the old man who was so old, as if he was asleep and would not wake up again.

Juxing... is as famous as his master, and is Xuyun's three disciples.

He took a deep breath, stepped onto the ring, and looked at his opponent. He was a young man who was not much older than him. He had met him from afar. He had a fierce murderous aura on his body and he also fought from the Shura Field in the southern realm, but now he was introverted all over his aura.

On the arena in the temple, except for Zen Zen, there were also Luzi, and everyone else took the stage and bowed to each other.

Skylark also bowed to his opponent.

The talisman waiting for the opening... the top of the entire Wudao Mountain was quiet until the strong wind blew the leaves, like a tornado, rolled into the dojo.

The crowds on both sides of the north and south made way. At the entrance of the dojo in the north, dozens of young monks gathered in clearing the crowd.

At the highest point of the dojo, a young man with a hat stood behind Ju Xing. He pressed his hands on the back of the wheelchair with his face in a complicated expression. The scene he saw in the fog and fire in the dense forest seemed to be reappearing again.

The monk's robe was rising and falling, flying.

Those young people come from Zen Buddhism...the momentum is huge.

Shen Xiu clasped his hands together and looked compassionate. He was doing what he did all the way, and the ascetics gave way to bow. Outside the hall was cheering like thunder. In the past few days of competition, he had won all his reputation and momentum.

And in the direction where countless fallen leaves swept, there was only a lonely figure.

Lu Zi Daoxun.

There was no comrade beside him, and there was no one watching him even.

Because he went out to kill for many years, Daoxuan's murderous intent was quite cold, and his whole body was covered with chilly spring cold. Whenever he got close, he could even feel a substantial murderous idea.

Shenxiu walked into the temple, came to his opponent, and bowed, as gentle and easy-going as in every previous competition.

The opponent paid a gift.

Daoxuan stood at the entrance of the dojo, and the fallen leaves flew over his shoulders. The light shone through the darkness. He walked calmly in one direction, crossed his own arena, and continued to move forward.

The sky tart stared at all.

At the same time, the young Southern Shura in front of him raised his right hand, and the talisman in his palm shattered with the movement of raising his hand, and the light was everywhere.

A clear sound rang in the dojo.

"I give up on the showdown."

It was not just one person... In this temple, the five people except the Skylark seemed to have a heart-to-heart relationship and made the same move at this moment.

The boy stared at this scene in a daze.
To be continued...