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Ten sword lights were sprinkled, and the sword light itself was only the thickness of a three-foot-long thumb, and the quality of the light was also good, which showed that Sanle Zhenren was a realm stronger than Minhua and Min'e's cultivation, and his ability to refine sword light was also much higher. Near the sword light, there is a large amount of pink sè arrow-shaped smoke flying shè, the smoke is fragrant, with a strange smell that is smooth and greasy and makes people soft and soft, and a few little monks in the Tibetan Heart Zen Temple are still far away from the smoke, but they were hit by the smell and fell to the ground.

The old monk of Tibetan heart roared angrily, stomped on the ground, the earth shook suddenly, and a big hand composed of mud and sand rushed out of the ground with a faint Buddha light, and picked up a few little monks and threw them into the Zen courtyard. The old monk shouted: "Guard your heart, take everyone in, please use the power of Buddha to protect the Zen Temple!"

Beg had already jumped up, grabbed Chang Yu and the blood madman who were unable to move, and rushed into the main hall of the Zen Monastery with a smoke. With a kick of the yellow sackcloth spread on the offering table in the middle of the main hall, Beg stuffed Chang Yu and the blood madman under the long offering table, and sat down cross-legged himself. This slippery movement was so sharp that it was impossible to tell that he was an injured person whose vertebrae and ribs had been shattered.

The guards on the side hurriedly rushed into the main hall with everyone, and threw Minhua and other seven men and women in a corner of the main hall, and then led by the oldest old monk, the junior disciple in the mouth of the Tibetan heart monk, seventeen or eighteen big monks and small monks knelt on the futon of the main hall together, folded their hands and closed their eyes and recited the scriptures. Don't beg to listen to their scriptures, just like the Diamond Sutra is three or five percent different, the words are more jīng, the wording is more ancient, and every word is full of an indescribable and powerful charm.

Monk Qitian also knelt on the ground in embarrassment. His body was too fat, and when he knelt down, the Buddha hall moved a few times. With difficulty, he put his hands together in front of his fat chest, and then recited the Buddhist scriptures as well. The thing that surprised Don Beg was that the Buddhist mind power gushing out of this Qitian monk was actually only a little weaker than that of the old monk and the little monk who guarded the heart!

But the monk of Qitian clearly did not have the slightest cultivation. Don't look at the fat monk in surprise, and nodded secretly. Buddhism exercises are the most important to cultivate the heart, this fat guy is the same as the old monk, I'm afraid that a heart has been soaked in Buddhist scriptures?

Outside the Zen monastery, there was a loud shout from the old Tibetan monk, and the huge sound continued to sound, and the wind, thunder, golden light, and pink light were four shè, and the mountain gate and wall of the Zen monastery had been blown down by the strong wind. Suddenly, a vicious wind blew over everyone's heads, and the roof of the Buddha hall was swept up by the wind, and it flew away in the blink of an eye. The light of the sky was sprinkled, and more than a dozen Taoist monks brought by Sanle Zhenren were hovering above the Buddha hall with a smile, looking at the dozen monks sitting in the hall with mockery.

The three of them poked their heads out from under the offering table and glanced at the monks above. Chang Yu's lips trembled with anger: "If this king is not injured, these pigs and dogs can crush tens of thousands of people with one finger! Where is there room for them to be arrogant in front of this king?"

Bei Qi hit Chang Yu very unceremoniously and said: "Don't be wordy, people who can't walk steadily now are not qualified to say such big things." In a word, either follow me in the future and do what I tell you to do, or, ha, ha, ha!"

Chang Yu's scalp was tingling for a while by Beggar's laughter, and he whispered angrily, "What are you laughing at?"

Don Beg snorted coldly: "If you don't listen to me, I will ban your divine sense, throw you out, and let the men and women of the Great Paradise Palace take up your jīng qi, and let you Changxin Wang Changyu become their Ten Perfection Great Tonic Pill......! Those wealthy and deep mansion Mrs. Kuo, those ugly women in their seventies and eighties, will definitely favor you!"

Chang Yu was so angry that she trembled, but when she thought of her miserable situation after being recklessly treated like this by Beggar, Chang Yu, who was still angry just now, suddenly became weak, and exhaled softly: "Heh, you kid, don't fall into the hands of this king in the future!"

Glancing at Chang Yu deeply, Bei Qi said in a deep voice: "Swear." Swear by the blood of the original god, and in the future, you will willingly obey my orders. I won't force you to go to the Jedi, if the person who controls your primordial god wants you to do something, I won't hinder you! But you have to swear, if that person has a conflict with me, you must inform me in advance!"

With a panicked scream, Chang Yu jumped up suddenly, almost failing to overturn the heavy offering table. He looked at Beg in horror and shouted, "How do you know about that? Damn Ji Dan, he even told you about this secret......?"

With a roll of his eyes, Chang Yu lowered his voice and muttered, "You were sent by him, hehe, looking for the method to eliminate the ban?"

Beg smiled and stretched out his right hand: "My conditions are very favorable. In the future, if that person asks you to do something, you give me a notice, and I won't hinder you. If that person has a conflict with me, and I am an enemy with him, you can just tell me in advance. Before that, I saved you from trouble today, and you will be my person from now on, and this condition is very generous, right?"

Chang Yu pondered for a moment, he glanced at Beqi deeply, stretched out his right hand and shook Bebeg's hand heavily. The five fingers clasped the palm of Beggar's hand, and Chang Yu said in a deep voice: "If you find the way to lift the ban in the future, this king ...... What if you can help this king get out of that man's control, and this king will willingly do things for you?

After thinking for a while, Don't beg and say: "I'm not a savior, you can do whatever you like! As long as you don't endanger the people around me and the acquaintances of the people around me, whatever!"

The two shook their palms heavily and reached an agreement. Chang Yu immediately bit his finger and swore a vicious blood oath of the original god. The blood madman did the same, and followed his master to make the same oath. The monk's primordial blood oath is not easy to violate, unless the cultivation reaches the realm beyond the laws of the Heavenly Dao, the primordial god blood oath will follow a monk for a lifetime.

When Chang Yu and the blood madman swore an oath, Beqi also squeezed out two drops of Honmei jīng blood and joined them in the blood oath. In this way, the blood oath of the master and apprentice is completely controlled by Beggar, even if Chang Yu and the blood madman find a spiritual object such as a substitute soul puppet in the future, as long as the power of the spiritual object does not exceed the limit that Beqi can grasp, they are not afraid that their master and apprentice will violate the blood oath and do something harmful to themselves.

Seeing that Beg had to add a ban to the blood oath of the Yuan Shen, Chang Yu said stupidly: "You kid is careful!"

Squinted at Chang Yu, don't beg and sneered: "When dealing with a righteous gentleman, I naturally use the means of a righteous gentleman!"

Chang Yu was stunned for a moment, and then became furious: "You said that this king is a villain?"

Don't pay attention to Chang Yu, just took out two nine-grade elixirs from the black dragon spirit ring and handed them to him, and then took out two high-grade elixirs and handed them to the blood madman. "Take two elixirs, and your meridian wounds should be healed. The blood madman's cultivation is too weak to withstand the power of the elixir at all, and two high-grade elixirs are enough for him to recover!"

The master and apprentice unceremoniously snatched the elixir and hurriedly stuffed it into their mouths, lest they regret it and took the elixir back. In the past six months, the master and apprentice have tasted the pain of being an ordinary mortal without the power to restrain the chicken, and they are no longer willing to return to such a miserable situation.

Swallowing the elixir, feeling the huge immortal power tumbling rapidly in the body, quickly breaking through the clogged qi and blood, and connecting the broken meridians, Chang Yu exclaimed: "Sure enough, it's an elixir! Hey, this king owes you a great favor! Hmph, too, this king has never thought of himself as a good person!"

Rolling his eyes, Chang Yu muttered in a low voice: "When the two children of this king were killed by Yingzheng, the soul of this king stood aside and watched. At that time, this king will be a bastard through and through!" With a cruel laugh, Chang Yu's resentful eyes looked at the dozen or so male and female monks standing in the sky. At this moment, his cultivation has not recovered at all, but in Chang Yu's eyes, these monks have become ants to be slaughtered by him.

At this time, the old monk of Tibetan heart panted and ran into the Buddha hall covered in blood, and just rushed into the gate of the Buddha hall, he tripped on the threshold, and fell into the Buddha hall several times. The old monk gritted his teeth and said: "Guard your heart, the demon flame is rising, please protect the temple by Buddha Li, quickly!"

There was a wild laughter from the top of his head, he had already chased a group of monks to the top of the Buddha hall, looked down through the Buddha hall with the canopy opened, and said with a smile: "Bald donkey, if you can't move away, you have to make a big move, then now the real people will destroy your nest of thieves! Quickly put back the grandchildren and guests of the real people, and the real people will make you die a happy death!"

With a finger in his hand, a pink sè sword light was about to split, and the monk who guarded his heart suddenly shouted a Buddha name, and a brilliant Buddha light suddenly spilled out of his hands.

The Buddha's light sprinkled on the five gold-lacquered Buddha statues on the main hall, a Sanskrit chant rose to the sky, don't beg to hide under the offering table, but Chang Yu and the blood madman didn't suddenly Sanskrit chanting shocked his eyes black, and almost fell to the ground. The five Buddha statues emitted a faint golden light at the same time, and with the continuous sound of Sanskrit singing, a large piece of golden light rose to the sky, turning into a piece of Buddha light treasure building several feet thick to wrap the entire Tibetan Heart Zen Temple.

These five Buddha statues, is the Tibetan heart of the old monk to establish the Tibetan heart of the temple carved by their own hands, hundreds of years, a group of monks of all sizes rì night to the Buddha statue chanting Buddhist scriptures, accumulated a large number of Buddhist mind. Now, with Hinayana Buddhism, the power of thought is stimulated, and it immediately turns into a treasure of Buddha's light.

The Buddhist mind in the five Buddha statues is pure, and the number is extremely large, after all, it is the accumulation of hundreds of years, and its momentum is like the water of a great river, endlessly. The golden Buddha light shrouded the Zen temple, and the sword light that Sanle Zhenren had just hit touched the Buddha light, and suddenly spewed out a cloud of pink smoke, and flew back backwards with a mournful roar.

Sanle Zhenren was furious, and he shouted: "Okay, you bald donkey, I can't imagine that you have such a little cultivation, and you still have such a means!"

The furious Sanle Zhenren shouted: "Fire Crow Daoist, please use your magical powers to refine this group of thieves!

A handsome Taoist man wearing a big red Taoist robe with kind eyebrows and kind eyes like a virgin chuckled, took a few steps forward, and reached out and took out a fist-sized red gourd from his sleeve.

Carefully stretched out two fingers and pulled out the gourd stopper, and the Fire Raven Daoist hurriedly threw the gourd outward.

There was only a muffled sound, like a volcano hanging upside down in the air, and a large area of magma and red fire roared down from the sky.

In the blink of an eye, the valley with a radius of more than ten miles turned into a sea of fire. Except for the Zen Temple, everything else was burned clean by the fire.