"Back then, Jin Liuzi and the others were hunted down by the Longevity Sword, so they should have fled into this ancient temple!"
After entering the mysterious ancient temple in Silent Valley, Fang Xing frowned and looked around while explaining to others. At the outskirts of Moyuan, he went to a valley to look for Jin Liuzi and the group from Daxue Mountain, but he did not see them, but saw many illusions, and even saw Jin Liuzi and the others being chased by the Longevity Sword in one of the illusions. After being killed, he was forced to escape into a mysterious ancient temple. Afterwards, he wanted to find that ancient temple again, but he had no clue at all. He never thought that he would see this ancient temple again in this Valley of Silence.
Inside the ancient temple, it was groggy, the light was dim, and even the consciousness was suppressed to the extreme.
Fang Xing, Wu Sang'er and his group wandered around the ancient temple along the small path. There was only silence. They didn't encounter any danger, but they didn't see any figures. It seemed that such an ancient temple was completely dead Generally, lifeless.
Moreover, when viewed from the outside, this ancient temple is quiet and sacred, with a peaceful atmosphere, but when one enters the temple, one can only see dilapidated and unbearable decay. Waiting for the cultivation base, I feel very uncomfortable. There is no sense of a sacred ancient temple, but it is clearly a dilapidated temple that has been ruined for an unknown number of years.
"Jin Liuzi and the others clearly entered the ancient temple, but where did they go now?"
Fang Xing muttered, and couldn't help looking at the little monk Shenxiu.
This ancient temple is clearly of Buddhist style, and the young monk must have some understanding.
Shenxiu also looked around curiously, before shaking her head for a long time, and said, "Senior brother, I really don't know what's going on with this ancient temple, it doesn't even look like how old it is It is something from the past, the time is too long, maybe it was left by ancient Buddhism, and I don’t remember much about the things in Buddhism, they were all taught to me by the masters and elders of Lingshan Temple, but In fact, they don’t know much, and they told me even less…”
"How can you be a monk? It's not professional at all..."
Fang Xing picked his nostrils and despised Shenxiu for a while.
Shenxiu was also a little helpless, and said: "The monks in our Lingshan Temple are not descended from Buddhism ten thousand years ago, but most of them are frustrated by being forced to escape into Buddhism for one reason or another since the end of Buddhism. People, even the Buddhist scriptures in the temple, were also found in the exploration of various ruins, but the Bi'an Temple is said to have some relationship with the Buddhism of thousands of years ago... "
Having said this, he also sighed, and said: "Speaking of it this way, it is also reasonable for the Bi'an Temple to say that we are not authentic!"
"It turns out that they are a group of fake monks...then why do they still abide by the rules and precepts..."
Fang Xing was dumbfounded, with a strange expression.
"Have you seen how many monks in Lingshan Temple abide by the rules and regulations? I have seen the first one steal pork several times, and the master of wine and meat clearly wants to eat it. Many other senior masters are also stinky. Ken, that is to say, has always been very strict with me, asking me to abide by the rules and regulations, saying that whether Lingshan Temple can become a real Buddhist sect depends on me or something... "
As soon as this chatter box was opened, Shenxiu really revealed all the old stories about Lingshan Temple.
The eyes of all the cultivators were dull when they heard it, and they thought to themselves, if word of this got out, where would Lingshan Temple, a sacred place of Buddhism, face its face...
"Xiao Zu, someone is here!"
At this moment, when King Xiaopeng yelled loudly from behind, everyone's hearts trembled, and they all turned around.
When they first entered this place, they were cautious, Fang Xing was bold and bold, Shenxiu knew the most about Buddhism, so naturally he walked in front, while King Xiaopeng and Kong Konger followed behind, Daozi Wuyingshan was cunning, but followed Chu Ci Wang Qiong, Wang Qiong, and Qinglu walked in the middle, and at this moment, it was King Xiaopeng who was walking behind the break, who was holding a golden spear and pointing to the gate of the temple.
The ancient temple is strange, they clearly just stepped into the temple gate, but they can no longer see where the temple gate is, they can only see where they came from, it is dark and deep, and they can't see the position of the temple gate at all, and at this moment, the black shadow Inside, there was a figure slowly appearing, calm and strange, all cultivators were already very dignified, but when they saw the black figure, they were very surprised.
Coming out of the shadows, it was the disciple of the Buddha in black from the Bi'an Temple, walking quietly with his palms folded.
"Stinky monk, how dare you follow me in!"
When Fang Xing saw it, he was furious and shouted sharply, "Tie him up!"
"good!"
Gold-winged Xiaopeng King agreed swiftly, took a step forward and grabbed the black-clothed Buddha who looked too thin to be vulnerable.
However, the black-clothed Buddha didn't even look at him at all, his eyes just quietly looked behind them, the layer upon layer of palaces of ancient temples hidden in the darkness, the golden-winged Xiaopeng king was about to catch him When he was on top of him, in the darkness behind him, there was a roar of anger, and then the golden light shone, a skinny monk with a golden light all over his body rushed over, and knocked off King Xiaopeng's hand with his palm.
"Yo, one of them came in, tied together!"
Fang Xing yelled like a king of the mountain.
"okay!"
Wei Wuji, Taoist of Wuying Mountain, readily agreed, jumped out with one step, and wanted to fight with King Xiaopeng with Golden Wings.
"Who dares to hurt my disciple..."
But it was too late, and then soon, behind Foyin, there were people rushing continuously, all of them were dressed in golden light and Buddha spirit, and their cultivation base was high. They looked at Fang Xing and others coldly, and stood quietly behind the Buddha, Beimingxiao and Beimingqingdi two brothers and sisters were also inside, and when they were outside, those Arhat Bodhisattvas who had been enlightened by the Buddha all came in, and their reputation shook the sky for a while, surpassing Fang Xing and others in momentum.
"I'll tie it later..."
Fang Xing shouted in a hurry, for fear that King Xiaopeng and Shu Daozi would suffer.
Secretly vigilant in his heart, he looked behind them, but he was slightly relieved when he found that no one came in again.
The scene between the scenes became slightly dignified again, from Silent Valley to the ancient temple, the murderous aura remained undiminished.
Facing Fang Xing and the others, Bei Mingxiao was already full of evil spirits, but he was the first to walk over in a big stride, and sternly shouted: "Nie Zhan, how many evil things have you done to prevent the Buddha from coming today, and now it's finally time to punish you!" Is it time? Ladies and gentlemen, it is not too late for the Buddha to come, and now we are in this ancient temple again, the cause and effect are changing, and it is difficult to understand, and let me kill the devil together, and return the inheritance of Buddhism... "
After hearing his words, the other god sons of the ancient clan took a step forward at the same time, and even Foyin's mana was condensed, but Beiming Qingdi did not move.
Now, they have learned that the Buddha in black clothes called them here ten days ago because of the Silent Valley, and they have many doubts in their hearts. Since they have followed the Buddha into this ancient temple, their fate will naturally be different The Buddhas are bound together, and it is impossible to have selfish intentions, and everyone has already seen Fang Xing's abilities. In this place, I don't feel relieved to have such a great enemy by my side.
The most urgent task is to help the Buddha to obtain the fruit of Buddha first, and at the same time avoid future troubles.
"Damn it, it's not outside now, you have thousands of troops..."
Fang Xing looked around and felt eerie and weird. This square seemed safer, but it was not easy to escape directly. The Pure Land cultivator also hated enough, so he simply walked over and held the sword firmly: "If you dare to fart at this time, come up and ask about my sword first!"
"Hey, Fang Mo, I'll fight with you, don't forget to compensate me afterwards..."
Kong Kong'er grinned, and also took a step forward, dragging the big stick of water and fire, staring strangely at the Pure Land cultivators.
"Xiao Zu, and me!"
The Golden Wing Xiaopeng King also came up, side by side with Fang Xing, held the golden spear, and pointed at the ground obliquely.
Beside them, Wang Qiong and even the trembling Shu Daozi also came up and confronted the monks of the Pure Land. As for Chu Ci and Wu Sang'er, they were not good at fighting after all, and they knew that they could not match up with the Shenzi of the Ancient Pure Land Clan. It was too far away, and I didn't want to get in the way, so I simply backed away, and each took a defensive magic weapon to protect themselves, so as not to be affected by others in the middle of the battle, which would affect the minds of Fang Xing and others.
"Even here, we have more people than you!"
Bei Mingxiao smiled, and walked forward at the same time as the ancient tribes, while Beiming Qingdi was lagging behind, hesitating, while Beimingxiao and the monk Foyin, the protector of the Bi'an Temple, looked back at her at the same time. Qingdi's face was as pale as paper for a while, and after hesitating for a while, he slowly walked forward and formed a formation with the Pure Land cultivator. He just lowered his head, not daring to look at Fang Xing...
"It was indeed a fierce battle!"
Fang Xing thought to himself, slowly circulating the murderous aura in his body.
Although there are very few Pure Land cultivators who have entered the ancient temple, and there are only seven Buddhist disciples in the Bi'an Temple, except for that Buddhist disciple, the others are all top masters. He even received the enlightenment from Huineng, attained fruit status, blessed the Dharma, and his strength went further. On his own side, no matter whether he wins or loses, there are only five people who can fight...
"It's amazing how many people..."
Fang Xing secretly made up his mind that he could only share a little more pressure by himself, and with a swish of the murderous knife, he was about to rush forward.
No matter how many people there are, let's fight first!
"Die!"
Bei Mingxiao yelled loudly, and was the first to sacrifice the gold chain that Huineng had given him attunement, and wrapped around Fang Xing like nothing.
But at this moment, suddenly there was a strange cry of "quack" in the darkness in the northwest, and the golden light was in full swing. The Dharma blessed on his body was even more dazzling, and soon he saw a round of sun flying out from behind the ruined palace on the first floor in the northwest, rushing towards this direction...
"I seem to hear a familiar voice... Damn little bandit is that you?"
There was a trace of panic and nervousness in that voice, and it reached Fang Xing's ears, but it was as if he heard the fairy voice and Buddha's truth...
"Now we have too many people!"
He looked at Bei Mingxiao, and laughed involuntarily, relaxed and proud.