Rumble!

A behemoth fell vertically from the sky and smashed into the mountains on the edge of the Huai River, bringing a strong wind to sweep away in all directions.

Bang!

After a loud bang, the boulders in this place roared through the air, all carrying long fire snakes, like meteors, splashing in all directions, flying as far as thousands of miles away.

When Wuzhiqi landed, the huge soles of his feet stomped on a mountain that was shoulder to shoulder with the old monk's mountain on the spot, and he looked down at the old monk with fiery eyes.

"It's bad now, the Qiankun Holy Lord, a giant in the demon world, actually came to the Huaihe River to release this ancient demon Wuzhiqi, how should this be good?"

The picture fell in Xin Huan's eyes, which made his scalp tingle on the spot and gasped in his heart: "Judging from the punch he just made, his strength is above mine, don't touch it hard, go to heaven to move the rescue soldiers!"

Xin Huan had a certain idea in his heart, and when he was about to flappe his wings and fly away, he suddenly felt like falling into the ice cellar, and the hairs on his body stood on end, and he looked up at the place he felt in his heart, and saw Mu Changsheng staring at him with a smile, as if he had penetrated all his thoughts.

"Oh no......"

Xin Huan shouted, where did the whole person dare to hesitate at this time, and directly turned into a thunderbolt and rose into the sky, and disappeared into the sky in a blink of an eye.

Mu Changsheng still admires Xin Huan's personality very much, and his evaluation of both loyalty and righteousness is uprightness.

After he was subdued by Wen Taishi when he was a god, he followed Wen Zhong wholeheartedly, was loyal to him, and did not abandon him when he was defeated, and finally died under the golden stick of Lei Zhenzi, and the same is true of the heavenly realm, which is loyalty.

In addition, there are often many evildoers in the world, and there are rumors that he was hit by five thunders and died tragically, which is what he did as a thunder gong rewarding good and punishing evil, just now when he saw the white ape scourge the world, he was filled with righteous indignation and chased after him to kill the demons, which is enough to see that he is also an upright person.

If the gods of the Heavenly Court were all like Xin Huan, I think the Three Realms would not be such a smoky miasma now.

"Mother, my father is out of trouble......"

The two white apes cheered and jumped on the water, and the woman was also excited to see her husband, who had been trapped for tens of thousands of years, out of trouble, and her eyes were red and tears swirling in it.

"Old monk, what did you just say?"

Wu Zhiqi leaned his head over, and let out a cruel smile to reveal a mouthful of snow teeth: "Bad for your merits and cultivation?" It seems that you have put all the hope of becoming a Buddha on me, come on, come on, I will stand here, and you will show me one of you." ”

"Master......"

"Bodhisattva ......"

In the small temple behind the old monk, a heroic young man in white appeared with a gun, calling the old monk as a master, and there were four great generals behind him.

"Let's go!"

The old monk was solemn, and whispered to his apprentice Prince Zhang and the four gods: "If it is this Wuzhi Qi today, you can let go of fighting with him as a teacher, but now the Holy Lord of Qiankun is watching ...... on the side."

Speaking of this, the old monk sighed deeply.

"Want to go? Then you'll have to ask my fist if I say yes. ”

Wuzhi Qi couldn't help sneering, this old monk regarded his merits as the hope of becoming a Buddha, which made him hold back the fire in his belly.

The key is that this old monk has been here for thousands of years, every day at dusk and morning bell, ringing the bell and chanting Buddha, and still coming here to chant the scriptures in his ear at every turn, persuading him to go up, chattering endlessly, so that he is bored.

"Boom!"

Wuzhi Qi's golden claws clenched their fists, with golden light, with a bang, with violent power and an astonishing sound of the wind, they slammed down on the place where the national teacher Wang Bodhisattva on the top of the mountain was.

Before the fist fell, the momentum of the mountains and seas had already fallen, and the bodies of Prince Xiao Zhang and the Four Great Divine Monarchs trembled, almost out of breath.

"Amitabha, good, good!"

The old monk folded his palms and closed his eyes, pronounced the Buddha's name, and began to recite the mantra.

The thousand zhang of Buddha's light slowly flowed, condensed into a huge golden palm, raised and connected with the golden fist as big as a mountain.

With a loud bang, the Zen sound of chanting sounded all over the sky, and a golden Buddha with a solemn treasure also appeared, and that Buddha palm was his right palm.

"Is it Rulai who believes?"

The pastor sneered, and suddenly shouted: "National Teacher King, let's go back to Lingshan as your Bodhisattva, your achievements in this life have stopped here, and you have no life to become a Buddha." ”

The old monk's snow-white long eyebrows and beard fluttered, and his face showed the appearance of angry eyes, and the golden Buddha's light was released from his body, blowing the robe on his body and fluttering, and his hands raised and gritted his teeth to support the Buddha's light cāo control the big Buddha, and confronted Wuzhiqi.

"Shut up, Adversary!"

Hearing this, the old monk turned his head and shouted: "If it weren't for you, the old monk would have crossed his life without branches, and his merits would have been complete, and he would naturally have become a Buddha, but now everything has been ruined by you......"

"Even if you cross the Wuzhi Qi and get merit, you won't be able to become a Buddha, and it has nothing to do with the merit in your mouth......

The pastor said, and suddenly waved his hand with a smile: "Forget it, this seat has some festivals with your Buddhism, what are you talking about." ”

"Impossible!"

The old monk shook his head in disbelief, and suddenly scolded angrily: "You devil wants to spoil my cultivation and Buddha's heart in a few words, don't think about it." ”

"Believe it or not!"

Mu Changsheng said lightly, what he said was indeed true, but he was not in the habit of answering questions and solving doubts for the enemy.

"Do you dare to be distracted by following me?"

Wuzhi Qi smiled and put away his fist and swung it sideways.

"Master, be careful!"

Prince Xiao Zhang lost his voice, and when the old monk turned around, his eyes shrank suddenly, and he saw that the huge fist had reached his eyes.

Bang!

With a loud bang, Wuzhiqi shoveled the mountain into the ground with a punch, smoke and dust rose everywhere, and the old monks and small temples on the mountain disappeared.

Phew!

On a mountain wall in the distance, a Buddha light suddenly rose into the air, wanting to swallow it and leave.

"If you don't speak, who told you to leave?!"

Mu Changsheng, who was on the side, raised his eyes, and the sword in his hand slashed down like the Buddha's light.

The next moment, a snow-white horse that was so dazzling that it was difficult to look at directly appeared in the heavens and the earth, piercing the sky and sweeping forward for hundreds of miles.

Bang!

The sword light directly crushed the Buddha light, like a firework, blooming in the sky, forming a large rain of light.

Finally, five pale relics floated in the sky, and with a gesture of Mu Changsheng's hand, they flew and landed in his hands.

"Holy Lord Qiankun, my tens of thousands of years of Taoism have been destroyed by your hands today, do you want to kill them all?"

A relic glowed, and the voice of the national teacher Wang Bodhisattva came, with horror and anger.

"What will you do if this seat falls into your hands?"

Mu Changsheng asked rhetorically, and as he said indifferently, he raised his hand to erase the memories of the six relics, beating their primordial gods into a trace of souls, and then let them reincarnate.

Back then, Buddhism wanted to attack him in his Wanling Mountain, but now that he has seen the people of Buddhism, Mu Changsheng naturally has no reason to let go, not to mention that he is still a Bodhisattva.

A veteran Bodhisattva of Buddhism, now rì disappeared under his sword, and the only thing left in the world is the relics that condense the Buddha in his hand.

The shepherd was silent for a long time.

On the other side, the Wuzhi Qi family was so shocked that they couldn't speak, a Buddhist Bodhisattva with profound Buddhism and extremely old qualifications was killed by him casually, this Qiankun Holy Lord was simply a mess.

On the other hand, if the shepherd is interested, wouldn't it be like this old monk who has no branches......

They didn't dare to think about it anymore.

"Thank you Lord for helping me out of trouble, the great kindness is unforgettable, please accept the worship of Wuzhiqi. ”

Wuzhi Qi's body shook, turned into an ordinary person's size, and stepped on the clouds, clasping his fists in front of the shepherd Changsheng and bowing sincerely.

"Thank you for not needing, this seat just happened to meet, and you have been locked up for tens of thousands of years, and the punishment is enough. ”

Mu Changsheng raised his hand and said lightly: "Wuzhiqi, I ask you about the existing matter of this seat, I hope you will answer honestly and solve the confusion in my heart." ”

Wu Zhiqi was stunned for a moment, and said, "Holy Lord, please ask, I will know everything." ”

Mu Changsheng said: "Are you the one of the four monkeys in the mixed world, who knows yīn yang and can predict good and bad fortunes?"

"Hmm, it turns out that the Holy Lord wants to ask about this, but unfortunately I don't have the ability to know yīn yang and predict good and bad fortunes......"

Which Wuzhi Qi shook his head when he heard this, and said with a smile: "Otherwise, I wouldn't have known whether I was alive or dead, ran out to make waves and block Dayu's way, and finally ended up being locked here for tens of thousands of years, and was ridden on my head by an old monk?"

"Isn't it?"

Mu Changsheng frowned slightly.