When Sun Kun crawled out of the collapsed temple again, Hou Ting stepped forward and asked anxiously, "What's going on? Has anyone survived?"
Sun Kun nodded, then shook his head again.
Hou Ting was in a hurry. "Is there anyone alive?"
"It's the abbot here, Master Fanwu. He was alive..." Sun Kun sighed and said, "It may be that the injuries were too serious, but he passed away in the end."
oh…
"We came one step too late... It seems that we have to go to the next temple." Hou Ting shook his head regretfully, then his doubts flashed, and he asked again: "You have stayed in it for so long, Does the other party have something to explain?"
Sun Kun frowned slightly, remained silent for a moment, and said slowly: "It's an account of the funeral. Master Fan Wu said that there is a treasure in the temple and gave it to us, but the condition is that we help the monks here to avenge!"
"What treasure?" Hou Ting's eyes lit up suddenly, "Did he say what kind of treasure? How did he get it?"
"He didn't say it. But he said it was in the hands of a god statue..." Sun Kun's eyes lit up, and he said, "Could it be... the treasure he mentioned is the key to the Holy Land we are looking for?"
"It's very possible! Hahaha..." Hou Ting exclaimed excitedly: "Disguise the key of the Holy Land as a weapon in the hands of the statue, clever, clever! Old Sun, what are you waiting for, we will look for it immediately."
"Okay!" Sun Kun readily agreed, looking at Hou Ting's rising figure, the melancholy color in his eyes flashed away.
boom!
The Jade Ruyi in Guanyin Bodhisattva's hand was smashed to pieces!
Hou Ting said: "No, this is not..."
Sun Kun's eyelids twitched...
boom!
Heng Ha Second General's Vajra Pestle was smashed by an iron bucket!
Hou Ting still muttered: "No, no, it's not here, it's not here..."
Sun Kun's eyes flashed.
Wow...
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was completely smashed by him, and when he picked up the gold-tin stick in Bodhisattva's right hand, he also broke it with force...
Sun Kun couldn't help but said: "They are all Buddhas worshiped by others, please be merciful!"
Hou Ting snorted coldly and said, "It's just that they are all made of mud, so what's there to respect?"
Sun Kun remained silent.
Hou Ting didn't stop, and came to a small square where the four heavenly kings were enshrined. He just glanced around and immediately ran to increase the sword in the hands of the heavenly kings...
Pont—
The sword smashed together with the head of the King of Growth...
Hou Ting turned around and left again.
Sun Kun called out: "The four heavenly kings each hold treasures, why not check the others?"
Hou Ting paused, and looked back at Sun Kun in surprise.
Sun Kun looked at each other head-on, and said calmly: "He holds the pipa of the Heavenly King of the Kingdom, the Heavenly King of Changchang holds the sword, the Heavenly King of Guangmu wraps around a dragon and snake, and the banner of the Heavenly King of Duowen...you only look at the sword?"
Hou Ting asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"
Sun Kun chuckled and said, "I just don't understand why you didn't check the jade bottle of Avalokitesvara, the luminous pearl of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, and all kinds of magic weapons of the other three heavenly kings..."
Hou Ting laughed loudly and said, "Because everything in this play doesn't look like a key..."
"Then how do you know that the key is not round, not square, not flat, not bottle-shaped... it has to be long?" Sun Kun asked repeatedly.
"I guessed it." Hou Ting stood still, staring at Sun Kun with a flash of light in his eyes, and said coldly: "The old monk has already told you what the temple treasure is, right?"
"Not bad." Sun Kun replied lightly.
"What is it?" Hou Ting's voice became colder.
"It's what you were looking for..." A trace of sadness flashed in Sun Kun's eyes.
"Do you know what I'm looking for?" Hou Ting smiled, looked left and right, took a deep breath and said, "The statues in this temple can be disguised very well, that is, those few Buddha statues... What? What have I forgotten?"
Sun Kun lowered his head, unwilling to look at his old friend again.
Snapped!
Hou Ting clapped his hands together and shouted: "Yes, there is also Wei Tuo Bodhisattva, the vajra held by Wei Tuo Bodhisattva is also very possible! Where is Wei Tuo Bodhisattva? Where is it? Where is it? By the way, it is in the Mahavira Hall On the opposite side..." Hou Ting looked around, then stared at a place suddenly, his eyes lit up, he turned his head to look at Sun Kun slowly, and said with a smile: "Old Sun, you are so naughty..."
Where Hou Ting's eyes fell was the ruins where Sun Kun had saved people before.
In an instant, the two faced each other.
call-
Hou Ting got up first and rushed straight away. Sun Kun shouted loudly and flew to intercept him.
bang bang bang bang bang...
The sound of intensive punches and kicks sounded like firecrackers.
Hou Ting's double iron barrels were powerful and heavy, and Sun Kun relied on his nimble steps to fight close to him, making Hou Ting unable to use a pair of sledgehammer-like iron barrels.
Seeing Sun Kun's desperate attack, he even broke through Hou Ting's defense line, and hit Hou Ting's chest with more than 30 punches in a row...
scold!
With a loud shout, an earthy-yellow stellar energy suddenly rose from Hou Ting's body, and a large amount of [earth-type] stellar energy quickly condensed, and Sun Kun's fast punch sent the loess flying, and the sky was full of dust.
When the dust settled, Sun Kun was surprised to find that his pair of fists not only failed to break through the opponent's defensive qi, but were even wrapped in layers of loess on the opponent's chest, making it difficult to withdraw for a while.
"Finished?" Hou Ting grinned grimly, "It's my turn now!"
Pont—
The violent rustic air exploded like a bomb, and Sun Kunbeng flew out in an instant.
The whole person spat out a mouthful of blood in the air, and his hands wrapped in rustic air were even more bloody, obviously suffering from extremely serious injuries.
After landing, Sun Kun rolled over a distance of ten feet with his face on his face. He was about to stand up with his hands supported, when a sharp pain came and he fell to the ground immediately.
boom!
The ruins were full of dust, and then Hou Ting's excited voice said: "I found it, sure enough, it really is it!"
The clothes were broken, Hou Ting flew down with the iron rod in his hand, and a cold voice sounded in Sun Kun's ear: "Old Sun, don't force yourself. You got hit by my [Exploding Soil Shield], hum, your hands are only 100% strong." I'm afraid that the bones will be broken into slag!"
Sun Kun turned over, looked up at Hou Ting, shook his head and smiled wryly: "Our old friend for decades, we didn't find your true face in the end, it's sad, ridiculous..."
Hou Ting sneered and said, "Having been friends with you for decades is indeed sad and ridiculous..."
Sun Kun suddenly raised his head, glared at the other party and said, "It's hard for you to hide for so many years, now that you have the treasure, you don't have to pretend anymore?"
"How is it possible?" Hou Ting's chubby face showed a hint of sarcasm, "After you've been dealt with, I still have to go see Ye Qingxuan and tell him that you are the insider of the Demon Sect, and that you took the key to the Holy Land while I was off guard." …”
"Is this the key to the Holy Land?" Sun Kun asked.
"That's right. This is the key to the Holy Land that we've been looking for for a long time." Hou Ting touched the iron rod in his hand, his eyes showed a trace of brilliance, and said: "When the holy corpse fell from the sky, my ancestors of the Holy Gate melted into a hundred people with their armor. Single eight pieces of tokens are given to "one hundred and eight magic star generals"; twenty-eight long swords are given to "twenty-eight stars"; twelve helmets are given to "twelve heavenly monarchs"; Six, is the order of the 'Six Royals'; the scepter is divided into two parts, the lower part becomes the decree of the 'Three Saints', and the upper part... hehe, it's what I have in my hand... you say, something like this, How could I go to Ye Mingzhu to look for it? Hahaha... "
Sun Kun was trembling with anger, and said angrily: "Hou Ting, you are really forbearing."
"It's not enough, it's not enough." Hou Ting shook his head, weighed the iron pestle in his hand, and said coldly: "After all, I couldn't figure out where you hid the half of the demon corpse... Humph, That stupid ass of Wuyuan, that idiot of Xing Wuwei, actually lost things... If the master knows about this, it will definitely make the two of them lose their skin!"
"Vimo against the sky..." Sun Kun gritted his teeth for a moment.
Hou Ting slowly squatted down beside him, boom, the iron pestle was directly on the side of his head, and a big hole was instantly shattered in the three-inch-thick bluestone ground. "For the sake of my friends for many years, tell me, where is the second half of the demon corpse hidden?"
"Don't you want to know." Sun Kun said with a chuckle: "I'm dead, and you will never find that half of the demon corpse in your life."
"Tch." Hou Ting sneered, and said, "It's just this journey. How many opportunities do you have to hide the demon corpse? If you don't tell me, I will order someone to report everything that I have talked to you along the way." People, all of them will be killed, and no chicken or dog will be spared!"
"Then you can't even imagine it!" Sun Kun's eyes were red, and he said fiercely: "How many people can you kill? Ten thousand, one hundred thousand, one million? Hehe, no matter how many people die, your demon sect will eventually lose this This rare treasure, Vimo Nitian's treacherous scheme will eventually go bankrupt... At that time, I want to see if Vimo Nitian will spare you!"
"Bastard!" Hou Ting finally couldn't bear it any longer, and struck Sun Kun's knee with the iron pestle in his hand.
As long as this blow is solid, the kneecap is guaranteed to be shattered, and it is impossible to stand up and walk in this life.
at this time-
hum!
A strong suction came, which made Hou Ting unable to hold the iron rod in his hand, and flew out suddenly.
On the ground less than a foot away, a big hand suddenly broke out, and firmly grasped the flying iron rod.
Hou Ting's eyes widened to the limit in an instant, and before he realized what strange things happened to him, Sun Kun, who was lying at his feet, punched violently, and Hou Ting's body shield was triggered by the stress, and suddenly shielded his chest.
But this time was different from before, Sun Kun's punch was not blocked by the protective qi, but like an iron pillar that broke through the rock wall, it suddenly broke through the thick protective qi, and hit his chest with a bang. …
Hou Ting's weight of more than three hundred catties flew out like a cannonball in an instant.
Hou Ting, who was in mid-air, finally saw with his wide eyes that Sun Kun's back was resting on another big hand...
Then, Ye Qingxuan's grimly smiling face broke through the ground following his big hand.
How can this be
Wow!
Hou Ting's chest was in pain like a twist, and a mouthful of blood spurted out directly.
The body flew straight twenty feet away, and before it landed, the sky was full of wind and snow, and Mei Yinxue's icy sword fell from the sky, piercing straight!
Long—
An earthquake-like sound sounded the moment Hou Ting's body touched the ground, and then a large amount of soil shot up into the sky, covering his figure...
When Mei Yinxue's sword swept away all the dirt and froze the ground, Hou Ting's fat body had already disappeared.
Sun Kun spat out another mouthful of blood with a "wow", glared at Ye Qingxuan resentfully, and said angrily, "Damn it, why did you come here?"
Ye Qingxuan shrugged aggrievedly, and said: "The technique of earth escape you taught is too strenuous. It took me a long time to dig for the right location."
Mei Yinxue landed lightly, looked at the two suspiciously, and asked, "You guessed it was Hou Ting?"
"Never." The two replied in unison.
Ye Qingxuan sighed slightly at the end, and said: "It's Brother Sun's last question, which reminded me... Who said that the key to the Holy Land of the Demon Sect must look like a key? The key to the 'Bronze Dragon Pagoda', or the six swords?" — Hou Ting never asked what the key looked like, either he was as stupid as me and didn't think about it at all, or he just... "
"I already knew the real shape of the key." Sun Kun said slowly with a gloomy expression.
Ye Qingxuan smiled to himself, and said: "After all, he is a rare friend. I hoped that my guess was wrong..."
Mei Yinxue said slowly: "Before you interrupted me and deliberately threw the blame on Zen Master Wu Nian, did you just want to scare the snake?"
Ye Qingxuan nodded silently.
Sun Kun rubbed his chest and smiled slightly, "You really expected it. Our Zen Master Wu Nian is indeed 'Demon Monk' Wu Yuan pretending...You were right in your suspicions." Then he turned to Ye Qingxuan again. Rolling his eyes, "Did you doubt me too?"
Ye Qingxuan was suddenly embarrassed.
"Forget it." Sun Kun shrugged indifferently, and said: "For the sake of your timely rescue, I will spare you this time... After all, I would be suspicious..."
Taking the iron pestle from Ye Qingxuan's hand, Sun Kun waved it vigorously, and said, "Since we have taken the initiative, the next move must be quick and precise!"
Looking at the vast mountains and plains in the depths of Shengyu Mountain, Ye Qingxuan sighed and said: "It's not just people from the Demon Sect who are waiting for us..."