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Chapter 113

The Taoist Huanzhen was silent and whispered: "I'm really looking for death."

These monks who set up magic weapons to escape from the Jinguang Temple suddenly saw waves surging from all directions. With one slap, some monks were swept into the surging stream like ants.

The surroundings of Jinguang Temple were instantly swept by the sea, and only a layer of Buddha light formed a light film, like the ark of the sea of ​​suffering, protecting the countless sentient beings above.

As for those monks who escaped from Jinguang Temple, they naturally couldn't save them.

Some monks returned to the square. They were all with some cultivation. When they suddenly encountered such disasters, they would not be as panicked as ordinary people.

However, there were still many people looking at Venerable Baoyue. After all, people with such magic power and a huge wave of waves out of thin air will have great magic power. If it is the same as the origin of the monster in the demon cloud, Venerable Baoyue will be alone today.

Such demons are already on par with the earth immortals and the like. It is not an exaggeration to call a demon immortal. However, these demon kings roam all over the world and will never care about the title of immortals. Occupying a land and separating the king is the true nature.

Song Qingyi said astonished: "Senior Brother Chen, what should I do?"

Chen Lian's expression was not chaotic. With his current ability, although he was far from able to compete with a monster of this level, he still had a chance to escape in such a situation.

However, he saw that Venerable Baoyue was quite calm and secretly guessed that he might be prepared.

The Buddha lamps that were all over the mountains and fields were not unintentional, otherwise when the surging sea water surged up, the Buddha light would not condense and shrink so quickly. It can hold the demon clouds up and prevent them from falling, and it will resist the invasion of sea water on all sides.

Although the Buddha's light dimmed a lot, it was not broken in the end.

Chen Lian did not take action rashly. After all, it was a fight between gods and other people, and it might not be helpful if they were mixed in.

He replied slowly: "Fellow Daoist Qingyi is now in an urgent matter. You may contact the real person of Xiangshan?"

Song Qingyi smiled bitterly and said, "I'm afraid it can't. After using the incense stick last time, I will no longer have the means to contact my master."

Chen Lian twitched his mouth and said helplessly: "Since that thing is so precious, why did you use it?"

Song Qingyi said: "When I came out, my master told me that if I use it, I would use it. At that time, I thought it could be used, so I used it. Besides, even if I contacted my master, he would sometimes go into seclusion and understand the great way and be isolated from the world. Even if I pray to him, I might not be able to respond."

Chen Lian looked at Song Qingyi deeply and whispered: "I understand. The true person of Xiangshan is indeed very clever. You can easily use the incense stick he gave you, which is enough to prove that you can get rid of your dependence on him. Now you are in danger and are unpredictable. You are afraid that he will not come. If you want to inherit the great Dharma, you will suffer first." How could people like Lu Jiuyuan spoil their disciples without limit? What he did must have a deep meaning. Song Qingyi deserves to be valued by him. Of course, he has unusual characteristics. Chen Lian takes a few more steps than him, but Song Qingyi may not be able to come later and come in front of him.

After hearing this, Song Qingyi said, "Actually, I understand what you said, Senior Brother Chen. If I really find it difficult to get rid of this, you can save Qixiu first."

He glanced at Qixiu indifferently. His expression had changed at this time. Unlike the recklessness of the past, he was quite calm.

He called Senior Brother Chen Lian, which was like Senior Brother Chen Jianmei. He regarded him as a master. In fact, Song Qingyi was not as unwilling to care about everything as he looked like. He watched Chen Lian enter the Tao, but he had no idea.

Qixiu suddenly realized that she hadn't noticed it, but just watched the sea water outside the Buddha's light, crushing the Buddha's light, causing its shape to be constantly distorted and changed. The impact of the waves was like a heavy hammer. She suddenly said: "The sea water outside is transformed into a one-yuan heavy water. If I had practiced it into a clean bottle, I would definitely be able to collect them all."

The sea water separated, and a young man in a gilded ornamental garment appeared in the middle. It was naturally the young man. He smiled slightly, his voice penetrated the Buddha's light, and said, "Bao Yue handed over the relics to me today, and I will leave immediately, otherwise you will have the responsibility to ruin the creatures."

This was clearly heard by everyone, and at the same time the scoundrel was domineering.

Venerable Baoyue chuckled and said, "If you want relics, you will give them to you."

After hearing this, Mr. Hai's eyes flashed. From a distance, everyone could see a trace of cold light, swaying, and said, "If you want to play something, I will kill the bald donkey that is 5,000 miles apart."

Venerable Baoyue looked at Master Hai and said lightly: "I have never lie in my life."

He continued: "Chongxiao invites the relics out."

At this time, a monk who looked in his early thirties walked out of the temple with his scalp bright. He didn't expect that after an ordinary monk would have a green skin, his hair would disappear without any hair roots.

Chen Lian looked at him and recognized him as Ling Chongxiao, who had not seen him for many years.

Although I had known from Kuhui that Ling Chongxiao became a monk, I felt very moved when I saw him at this time.

Early experiences are like clouds and smoke, leaving no traces.

Ling Chongxiao came to Baoyue and looked like Master Baoyue.

He took out an iron box from his arms, with complex Daowen on it, and then the moon-white light lit up from Ling Chongxiao's hand, which was completely injected into the iron box. The lid slowly opened, and the light was everywhere in the sky, like daylight.

Many "卍" characters, like fireflies, splashing out, wandering in the air, and at the same time make people feel peaceful and no longer have the heart to struggle.

At this time, after Hong Zhen looked at the Buddha's relics, his eyes showed a complicated expression, and then muttered to chant a mantra. Suddenly, a faint light appeared on Chen Lian's body, and the speed was as fast as lightning, and he swallowed the relics in in an instant. Chen Lian suddenly encountered this change, and the first person he looked at was Hong Zhen.

At the same time, the sword intent in my heart was about to move, and a thin sword light emerged from my eyes.

The gloomy light was incredibly fast, and it seemed that even Venerable Baoyue could not react.

Let him wrap the relics and swallow them in. Prince Hai said furiously: "You dare."

At the same time, the demon clouds in the sky surged, trying to destroy the entire Golden Light Temple.

Suddenly, golden pineapple flowers grew in the sky, clear and clear, as if the supreme Buddha landed.

At the same time, a sword light flew over from the sky. When this sword appeared, it seemed to absorb all the moonlight on the dark clouds at once. At the same time, the sword was intent, locking the nine-headed demon king in the dark clouds.

The person who used the sword light was a one-armed monk with a peaceful face, a faint smile, and a sing of Zen, shaking the void, causing the golden pineapple flowers to tremble and produce an unspeakable charm. The pineapple flowers actually fell into the dark clouds before the sword light. They really "swept the clouds and saw the moon brightly" all at once, and the dark clouds dissipated in the blink of an eye.

Faced with this unrivaled knife, the Nine-Headed Demon King laughed wildly, and his whole body exploded like a tiger and leopard thunder. He waved a punch and continued to extend and expand in the void, crashing straight towards the light of the knife.

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