In the City God Temple, a down-and-out scholar is telling a group of children stories about myths and monsters.

"But the Emperor of Jiuhua descended by the clouds, saying that this monster was his own gatekeeper beast, stealing into the nether realm, and asked a few noble hands to be brought back to the cave for strict discipline...... "The scholar's face was yellow, pretending to be a gesture, "Okay, I want to know what happens next, and listen to the next decomposition." ”

The children were not without disappointment, and one of them asked ignorantly: "Sir, is it possible that the monsters of the Immortal Bodhisattva's family eat people and only need to be strictly disciplined before other monsters will be killed?"

The scholar was stunned, and didn't know how to answer, he had told the story for so many years, and it was the first time he tasted it from this angle, which seemed to be a perfect refinement.

Children are innocent and less exposed to the world, but they can see the problems that adults take for granted.

He was about to open his mouth to explain, when suddenly there was a loud sound of earth-shaking water and the collapse of the embankment.

............

The great river rolled, rushed to the east, passed through the lofty mountains, ran through the plains of thousands of miles, and continued from the Middle Ages to the confrontation between the Great Jin Dynasty and the Northern Zhou Dynasty, which is a terrain that has not changed much.

According to the clues left by the Zhenwu Emperor and the rumors that the ancestor of the Zhenwu Sect had obtained the inheritance, Meng Qi narrowed the scope to a water area of up to three thousand miles, and after arriving through the teleportation array, he flew slowly in the air, observing the subtle changes of the heaven and earth qi machine, combined with the methods left by the Zhenwu Emperor, trying to find the clues of the entrance from the law.

After searching for a while, Meng Qi suddenly found that the embankment in front of him was washed away by the river, and the white waves smashed the water gate, poured into a city, swept away many people, and turned the prosperous red dust into a water town Zeguo, and there were tragedies of broken families and people everywhere. Fathers lost their sons, wives lost their husbands, and children lost their mothers, and the atmosphere of grief and despair condensed into "dark clouds".

A line of light stands in the air, and the exterior scene of this place either rescues people or recedes the water or repairs the forbidden law of the city, each of which hooks the heaven and the earth. Extraordinary power.

Crash!

As the water rushes, a woman struggles in the murky floodwaters, holding a wooden basin in her hands, in which a baby under the age of one is crying.

The flood became more and more rapid, wave after wave, and the woman gradually could not support it, her body became heavier, and she felt cold, and she was about to drag the wooden basin to sink. Let it overturn.

Gritting her teeth, the woman pushed the wooden basin away, and was swallowed up by the flood with a reluctant gaze, with only one thought in her mind, hoping that the high-altitude location powerhouse would rescue her child as soon as possible.

Such a tragedy occurred in many places flooded, and although there were many strong people on the outside, although the scope of control was wide, many victims could be rescued at one time. However, due to the lack of utensils that can hold people, there is a disconnect between rescue and placement. It was difficult to take care of all the people for a while.

After discovering that the tragic events had happened one after another, a man in a wide robe and big sleeves took a deep breath, appeared behind him, clenched his fists, summoned all his strength, and slammed down in the air.

Bang!

The fist absorbs the qi of the self. It grew bigger and bigger, striking the embankment, cutting off part of the rushing floodwater.

The ground wriggled and soared high, not only repairing the collapsed parts. And it's climbing, trying to block the flow of water.

No, how can there be a flood in this season? Meng Qi muttered in his heart, and with a single step, he appeared high in the city from thousands of miles away.

At this moment, the flood swelled violently, the waves separated, and a monster dozens of feet long drilled out, with a body like a snake, four legs, and a small horn on its head, like a dragon!

The dragon's mouth opened, and the water surged into the air, turning into a whirlpool, trying to devour the exterior scene of the wide robe and big sleeves.

It turned out to be a big demon making waves! Meng Qi's heart was suddenly, with a wave of his left hand, the cuffs opened, the heavens and the earth suddenly became dark, and the victims of the flood flew up one after another, throwing their sleeve robes, and there was nothing missing from the flooded land, only the dragon.

As soon as he saw the power of the "sleeve in his sleeve", Jiaolong knew that it was not good, and as soon as his body twisted, he was about to drill into the depths of the river.

Meng Qi had an additional colorful fairy sword in his right hand, and gently slashed down.

Bang!

Jiaolong just entered the water but it seemed to hit the iron plate, his head was dizzy, and then he felt that the surrounding void was superimposed on his body, like a cage and shackles, so that he couldn't breathe, used all his strength, and exerted many magical powers, but he couldn't break free.

"Great Immortal, Great Immortal spare your life!" Jiaolong's eyes turned, and he suddenly begged for mercy.

Meng Qi looked at the mess in the city below, felt the loss of many lives, and said with a calm face: "When they prayed for their lives, you didn't seem to listen. ”

Jiaolong heard that Meng Qi's killing intent was very strong, and knew that it was useless to beg for mercy, so he snorted coldly and said: "I am the mount of the Great Wisdom Holy Monk of the Han Cicada Temple, and I took advantage of his retreat to sneak out of the temple, so I accidentally caused this mistake, and I want to deal with my own law enforcement monk of the Han Cicada Temple, and I don't need you to act on my behalf, do you want to offend the Han Cicada Temple?"

"The Great Wisdom Holy Monk is a disciple of Maitreya Buddha, one of the four great holy monks in the real world, if you want to kill me, you have to consider the consequences!"

He quietly crushed a collar.

Meng Qipi smiled and said: "Maitreya Buddha is the Buddha who saves the world, and he is compassionate, how can he support you, a monster who kills the world." ”

Jiaolong saw that Meng Qi's will was unshakable, his heart trembled, and he hurriedly said: "Maitreya Buddha doesn't care, but the Great Wisdom Holy Monk will take care of it, I stole into the red dust last time, and the blood and food are not counted, he also asked me back, and punished me for thinking about it for a hundred years...... You, you, what do you want to do?"

Meng Qi didn't bother to listen anymore and planned to do it.

At this moment, the clear light of the void glass flashed, and a white lotus flower stood out, slowly blooming, turning into a lotus platform, and on top of it sat a little novice with red lips and white teeth but a strong breath.

As soon as the little novice appeared, he shouted loudly: "Donor's mercy!"

Seeing Xiao Shami, Jiaolong was like seeing a relative, and pretended to cry bitterly: "Senior Brother Haijing, save me! He wants to kill me!"

Xiao Shami's face turned pale, and he pointed to Ze Guo below: "Look at the good things you have done, and I don't know how many sins you have on your body, this time it is not good to make up for it, and the poor monk will not be the first to let you go!"

He turned his head to look at Meng Qi, sighed and said: "This benefactor, it is the mount of my Great Wisdom Holy Monk of the Han Cicada Temple, and it was the demon king of the disaster party before, and the wild nature is difficult to tame, so he has repeatedly made mistakes." Hey, it was also the poor monk who was not strict in the discipline of the Han Chan Temple, and the poor monk was deeply guilty, so he was allowed to sneak out of the temple, please hand him over to the poor monk and bring him back to the temple. Strictly discipline it so that it does not dare to do evil again. ”

"Just strict discipline, this side of the people died in vain?" The flood receded, and Meng Qi pointed to the mess below with an expressionless face.

The little novice sea mirror "Amitabha" said: "The dead are gone, and it is still a living being, how can the benefactor harm a life in order to take revenge?"

"I, the Han Chan Temple, should hold a water and land puja here to surpass the unjustified death, so that they can enter the Pure Land as soon as possible, and it will also do good deeds and accumulate virtue with a useful body to make up for their sins. Wouldn't it be better to just kill it?"

"That's it!" Jiaolong nodded frequently, and Senior Brother Haijing really had a sharp tongue.

Meng Qi pondered for a moment and asked, "It's not the first time it's sneaked out of the temple, is it?"

"Yes, it is the fault of my Han Cicada Temple, and it will be strictly disciplined in the future. Haijing said calmly, repeating what he meant before.

Meng Qi suddenly showed a smile:

"Again and again, you can't teach well in the Cicada Temple, so I'll teach it for you!"

As soon as the words fell, his right hand shook away from the fairy sword. The void cages around the dragon suddenly tightened and shrank.

"Save ......" Jiaolong only had time to shout, and was crushed into a puddle of flesh by layers of void. The obsession reverberates, with disbelief and horror.

He didn't even give face to the Cicada Temple at all!

If you don't give face to the Hancia Temple, you don't give face to the Great Wisdom Holy Monk, and if you don't give face to the Great Wisdom Holy Monk, you don't give face to the Maitreya Buddha!

Haijing's shot was half a beat slower, and he failed to stop it in time, and his heart rippled. There was anger in his eyes: "You, you are so cruel, you don't have a little compassion!"

"It has become a deceased, and it has recited the scriptures several times, and has done many good deeds to accumulate virtue. Isn't it possible to make up for it, with the same compassion?" Meng Qi smiled and replied with Haijing's previous words.

"You, you!" Haijing couldn't say for a while.

Meng Qi continued: "Could it be that the little master wants to punish a certain person, how can he take revenge on a fresh life for the deceased?"

Haijing restrained his expression, and said after reciting the Buddha's name: "The donor's murderous heart is too heavy, and he likes to fight violence with violence, why don't you go back to the Han Cicada Temple with the poor monk, face the wall for ten years, and dissipate this anger?"

"The little master is in the picture. Meng Qi shook his head and smiled, seeing that the flood had receded, his sleeve robe was opened, and one after another figures flew out and fell lightly in the city, "You see, saving people's lives is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter, I don't know how many heavy floating slaughter support, dissipate anger, why do you need to face the wall?"

Haijing said in a deep voice: "Strong words!"

"A certain person who is not a Buddhist, why can't he use violence to counter violence?" Meng Qi said lightly, "I have seen Arhats, Bodhisattvas, and even Great Bodhisattvas and Buddhas, they don't know where they are higher than you, and they have never said similar words to So-and-so, you go back and ask the Great Wisdom and Holy Monk for advice." ”

After that, Meng Qi stepped on the somersault cloud, flashed out of the city, and continued the process of finding Jiang Xinyuan, Haijing saw that he easily subdued Jiaolong, knowing that his strength was not something he could contend with, his face changed for a while, and he left in a huff.

After several days of searching and observing the changes in the qi of heaven and earth, Meng Qi finally found the source of Jiang Xinyuan, cast the secret method left by Emperor Zhenwu, went deep into the bottom of the river, and opened the entrance.

Meng Qi was not greedy, so as not to seriously damage the course of history, and looked at the source of the flowing river, leaving a hidden causal connection at the entrance, once someone entered, he could immediately perceive it, and he could immediately descend from the sky.

Exiting Jiang Xinyuan, Meng Qi flew out of the river, and suddenly his heart moved, and he took a step back.

One step is a thousand miles.

Seven monks appeared in front of them, the leader was Haijing, and the remaining six monks had dark skin colors, not Arhats, but Bodhisattvas.

"The Great Wisdom Holy Monk asked the donor to go back to the Han Cicada Temple. Haijing said loudly.

Each of the six bodhisattvas and arhats opened their right hands and held in their hands a fragment of a golden talisman, each with a character on it, which was written in Sanskrit:

"Om", "Ma", "What", "Horn", "Mi", "Huh"!

Meng Qi's heart sank, and he suddenly felt that things were not as simple as they seemed.

............

At the entrance of the Pure Yangzi Mausoleum, three rays of light fell, and the overlord's body was hidden, taking the lead, followed by Gurdo and Su Daji.

A knife is slashed out, the entrance is open, the overlord is about to move forward, and suddenly there is a pause, because there is an old man with gray hair sitting cross-legged in front of the Broken Dragon Stone of the mausoleum.

"Not bad...... Overlord whispered, and a smile appeared on Guldo's face. (To be continued......)

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