Chapter 424: Siege of the Zen Temple

Ten sword lights were sprinkled, and the sword light itself was only three feet long and the thickness of a thumb, and the quality of the light was considered excellent. It can be seen that Sanle Zhenren was one level stronger than Min Hua and Min'e's cultivation level, and her ability to temper the sword light was much higher. Near the sword light, there was a large number of pink arrow-like smoke flying, and the smoke smell was rich, with a strange smell that made people soft and soft. Several young monks in the Zangxin Zen Temple were still far away from the smoke, but they were hit by the smell and fell to the ground.

The old monk Zangxin roared and stomped on the ground with one foot. The earth suddenly shook. A big hand made of mud and sand rushed out from the ground with a faint Buddha light, and picked up several young monks and threw them into the Zen temple. The old monk shouted: "Shouxin, take everyone in, please use the Buddha's power to protect the Zen temple!"

Wuqi had already jumped up, grabbed Lao Ai and the blood madman who were unable to move, and rushed into the Zen temple hall. He kicked open the yellow linen on the altar in the middle of the hall. Wuqi stuffed Lao Ai and the blood madman under the long altar, and sat cross-legged in. The movements were so quick that it was impossible to tell that he was a wound with his spine and ribs broken.

Shouxin, who was beside him, rushed into the hall with everyone, and threw Min Hua and seven other men and women in a corner of the hall. Then, led by the oldest old monk, the junior brother of the monk Zangxin, the seventeen or eighteen monks knelt on the cushion of the hall, folded their hands and closed their eyes and recited the scriptures. Wuqi listened to their scriptures, just like the Diamond Sutra, but it was 30% different. His words were more exquisite and his words were more simple. Every word was full of a powerful charm that was indescribable.

Monk Qitian also knelt on the ground in a mess. His body was too fat. When he knelt down, the Buddhist temple moved a few times. He struggled to put his hands together on his plump chest and then he also chanted the Buddhist scriptures. What surprised Wuqi was that the Buddhist mind power that surged out of Monk Qitian was actually a little weaker than that of the old monk and the little monk Shouxin!

But Monk Qi Tian clearly had no cultivation at all. Wuqi looked at the fat monk in surprise and nodded secretly. Buddhist martial arts reliably cultivated his mind. This fat guy is like that old monk, so he is probably full of Buddhist scriptures?

Outside the Zen Temple, there was a loud shout from the old monk Zangxin, and a huge sound kept ringing, with strong wind, thunder, golden light, and pink light. The gate and wall of the Zen Temple had been blown down by the strong wind. In a sudden, a bleak wind blew over the heads of everyone, and the roof of the Buddhist temple was swept up by the strong wind, and it flew out of nowhere in the blink of an eye. The skylight shone, and more than a dozen Taoist decorators brought by Sanle Zhenren were floating in the sky, laughing and roaringly looking at the dozen monks sitting cross-legged in the hall.

Wuqi and the other two poked their heads under the altar and looked at the monks above. Lao Ai was so angry that his lips trembled: "If I were not injured, these things that were worse than pigs and dogs could crush tens of thousands of them to death with one finger! Where can they be arrogant in front of me?"

Wuqi attacked Lao Ai very rudely: "Stop talking. People who can't walk steadily now are not qualified to say such big words. In a word, either follow me in the future and follow my instructions, or, ha! ha! ha! ha!" Wuqi laughed three times strangely.

Lao Ai's scalp was numb by Wuqi's laughter, and he whispered angrily: "Why are you laughing at?"

Wuqi snorted coldly: "If you don't listen to me, I will ban your spiritual sense and throw you out, let the men and women in the Great Lotte Palace replenish your essence, and let your Changxin Wang Lao Ai become their ten-full replenishing pills! When they replenish you, I will save you, destroy your foundation, and sell you into brothels... Those rich wives in wealthy houses, those ugly women in seventies and eighties will definitely favor you!"

Lao Ai was so angry that she trembled all over, but when she thought of the miserable situation of being so arrogant as Wuqi, Lao Ai, who was just angry, suddenly became weak and let out a soft breath: "Ha, you kid, don't fall into my hands in the future!"

He stared at Lao Ai deeply, and Wuqi said in a deep voice: "Swear. Swear with the blood of the soul. In the future, you will willingly listen to my orders. I will not force you to the Jedi. If the person who controls your soul wants you to do things, I will not hinder you! But you must swear, if that person has a conflict with me, you must inform me in advance!"

He screamed in panic, and Lao Ai suddenly jumped up and almost turned over the heavy altar. He looked at Wuqi in horror and shouted: "How do you know that? Damn Ji Dan, he even told you such a secret? Ah, you are..."

With his eyes rolling, Lao Ai lowered his voice and muttered: "You were sent out by him, hehe, look for the method to eliminate the ban?"

Wuqi smiled and stretched out his right hand: "My conditions are very favorable. In the future, if that person comes to you for work, please inform me and I will not hinder you. If that person has a conflict with me, I am the enemy of him, and you will tell me in advance. Before that, I will save you today and you will be my person in the future. Is this very generous condition?"

Lao Ai pondered for a moment, and looked at Wuqi deeply, stretched out his right hand and held Wuqi's hand heavily. His five fingers tightly held Wuqi's palm. Lao Ai said in a deep voice: "If you find the method to lift the ban in the future, I... If you can help me get rid of that person's control, I will do my job willingly for you? But, you cannot hinder my actions!"

After thinking for a while, Wuqi nodded and said, "I am not a savior, you do whatever you like! As long as you don't endanger the people around me and the acquaintances you know, no matter what, you can do!"

The two of them held their palms heavily and reached an agreement. Lao Ai immediately bit his finger and made a vicious blood oath of the soul. The blood madman followed the same thing, and followed his master to make the same oath. It is not easy to violate the blood oath of the soul of the monk. Unless he practiced to exceed the laws of the heavenly way, the blood oath of the soul of the soul will follow a monk for the rest of his life.

When Lao Ai and the Blood Madman swore, Wuqi also squeezed out two drops of natural essence and blood and added them to their blood oath. In this way, Wuqi's blood oath was completely controlled by Wuqi. Even if Lao Ai and the Blood Madman find spiritual objects such as soul-substitute puppets in the future, as long as the power of the spirit object does not exceed the limit that Wuqi can control, he is not afraid that the master and disciple will violate the blood oath and do things that harm them.

Seeing Wuqi adding a level of ban on the blood oath of the soul, Lao Ai said in disappointment: "You kid, be careful!"

He glanced at Lao Ai and said mockingly, "If you deal with a righteous gentleman, I will naturally use the means of a righteous gentleman!"

Lao Ai was stunned and then furious: "Do you think I am a treacherous villain?"

Wuqi ignored Lao Ai, but took out two ninth-grade immortal pills from the Black Dragon Spirit Ring and handed them to him, and then took out two top-grade spiritual pills and handed them to the Blood Madman. "Taking two immortal pills, your meridian trauma should be healed. The Blood Madman's cultivation is too weak and he can't bear the power of the immortal pills at all. Two top-grade spiritual pills are enough for him to recover!"

The master and apprentice snatched the elixir without hesitation and stuffed it into their mouths, fearing that Wuke would regret it and took the pill back. In the past six months, the master and apprentice have tasted the pain of being an ordinary mortal, and they are no longer willing to return to such a miserable situation.

Swallowing the immortal pill, feeling the huge amount of immortal power and medicine rolling rapidly in the body, quickly breaking the blocked qi and blood, connecting the broken meridians, Lao Ai exclaimed: "It's indeed an immortal pill! Hey, I owe you a great favor! Humph, that's right, I never think I am a good person!"

With his eyes rolled, Lao Ai muttered in a low voice: "When my two children were thrown to death by Ying Zheng, my soul stood by and watched. At that time, I had completely become a bastard!" With a grin, Lao Ai looked at the dozen male and female monks standing in the sky with resentful eyes. His cultivation had not yet recovered at all, but in Lao Ai's eyes, these monks had become ants that he could slaughter.

At this moment, the old monk Zangxin ran into the Buddhist temple panting and covered in blood. As soon as he rushed into the gate of the Buddhist temple, he tripped on the threshold and fell into the Buddhist temple several times. The old monk gritted his teeth and said, "Shouxin, the demon flame is rising. Please protect the temple with the power of Buddha, hurry up!"

The crazy laughter of Sanle Zhenren came from above his head. He had already chased him to the sky above the Buddhist temple with a group of monks. He looked down through the Buddhist temple with a ceiling and smiled: "Bald donkey, don't you want to move away properly. If you have to fight, then the Japanese real person will destroy your bald bunch! Quickly put back the grandson and guests of the real person, and the real person will make you die more happily!"

With a casual finger, a pink sword light was about to slash, when Monk Shouxin suddenly shouted the Buddha's name, and a brilliant Buddha light suddenly sprinkled out of both hands.

The Buddha's light shone on the five golden-painted Buddha statues in the hall. A Buddhist sing rose into the sky. Wuqi was hiding under the altar. But Lao Ai and the blood madman didn't know what to do. The sudden Buddhist sing made their eyes turn black and almost fell to the ground. The five Buddha statues emitted a faint golden light at the same time. As the sound of the Buddhist sings continued, a large area of ​​golden light rose into the sky, turning into a Buddha's light treasure pagoda several feet thick to wrap the entire Zangxin Zen Temple.

These five Buddha statues were carved by the old monk Zangxin when he established the Zangxin Zen Temple. For hundreds of years, a group of monks of all sizes have chanted Buddhist scriptures day and night to chant Buddhist scriptures day and night, and accumulated a large amount of Buddhist psychic power. Now, the Hinayana Buddhism stimulates the psychic power and immediately turns into a Buddha light treasure pagoda that is not open to water.

The Buddhist sects in the five Buddha statues are pure and extremely large in number. After all, it is accumulated over hundreds of years, and its momentum is like the water of a river, endless. The golden Buddha light enveloped the Zen temple. The sword light that Sanle Zhenren had just hit touched the Buddha light and suddenly sprayed out a piece of pink smoke, and flew back wailingly.

Sanle Zhenren was furious and shouted sternly: "Oh, you bald donkey. I didn't expect that you have such a little cultivation level and you have such a means!"

The extremely angry Sanle Zhenren shouted sternly: "Fellow Daoist Huo Crow, please use your magical powers to refine these thieves! Think about the Golden Pavilion Temple, since it has endured the tone of Yuta Temple, would it be that it would still cause trouble for a few casual cultivators?"

A handsome Taoist wearing a big red Taoist robe and kind-looking and virgin chuckled, walked forward a few steps in a squeak, reached out to take out a red gourd the size of a fist from his sleeve.

He carefully stretched out his two fingers and pulled out the gourd stopper. The Fire Crow Taoist hurriedly threw the gourd out.

There was only a muffled sound, like a volcano hanging upside down, and large scattered magma and red fire fell from the sky.
Chapter completed!