The ordinary pilgrims in the temple naturally didn't know what was going on. Looking at this bright and huge Buddha statue, they thought it was the appearance of the Buddha. Many pilgrims even knelt down on the mountain path and started to worship, muttering words.
Be it monks or Taoist priests, there are believers all over the world. Sometimes, when it comes to how to make believers believe in their faith unswervingly, in fact, after all the overwhelming truths, I am afraid that none of them is as effective as the occasional so-called spiritual apparition.
Chen Chao was on the mountain road, looking up at the huge Buddha statue, feeling the sword intent coming from the front, and was silent for a moment, then he probably guessed something.
The sword intention is very familiar because I have seen it a few days ago.
The person who draws the sword can only be the first swordsman in the world, the master of the Sword Sect.
Thinking of the increasing number of rumors in the world these days, Chen Chao's expression was complicated. It was really foreseeable what kind of turmoil it would cause in the world if the master of the Sword Sect realized that complete sword.
After Chen Chao came back to his senses, he did not want to miss this battle. Although he was not a swordsman, he still did not want to miss this top battle in the world.
Although I don’t know which eminent monk in Luming Temple is the one who responds, the fact that the master of the Sword Sect used his sword has already determined that this battle will be extraordinary.
Chen Chao walked quickly into the front temple, then walked through the courtyard and came to the back door. The middle-aged monk before was still sitting there cross-legged, silently adjusting his breath. After seeing Chen Chao, the middle-aged monk raised his head and calmly
He said: "Donor, please stay."
The front temple of Luming Temple allows pilgrims to come and go, but it is not that easy to enter the main gate of Luming Temple.
Chen Chao said: "I have been invited here."
The middle-aged monk looked up at Chen Chao and asked, "Who is the donor?"
Chen Chao smiled and said: "Commander of the left guard of Daliang Shendu, Chen Chao."
Hearing this name, the middle-aged monk looked at most of the people who came and said with emotion: "It turns out to be Commander Chen."
The relationship between Luming Temple and Daliang has always been good. Although it does not mean that all the monks in the temple have pure goodwill towards Daliang, at least the superficial relationship needs to be maintained.
"Uncle Master has already said hello. If Commander Chen comes, just ask him to enter the mountain gate. However, Commander Chen seems to have arrived a long time late."
As the guardian monk of Luming Temple, he naturally got the news as early as when the white-browed old monk returned. However, he originally thought that Chen Chao would come soon, but he did not expect to wait for a long time.
During this period, many stories have happened.
Chen Chao said with a smile: "I have been entangled in worldly things, and I really can't leave."
"Commander Chen, if he wants to go up the mountain now, he will have to wait. There is an uninvited guest coming up the mountain and he is trying to break into the mountain."
The middle-aged monk smiled bitterly. Luming Temple has been peaceful for many years. Who would have thought that a very unreasonable guest would come now.
Chen Chao smiled and said, "I just wanted to take a look."
The middle-aged monk raised his head and glanced at Chen Chao without stopping him, "Then please let Commander Chen do what he wants."
Chen Chao walked past the middle-aged monk, but quickly turned around and asked, "May I ask Master, who is blocking the Sword Sect master at the end of the mountain road?"
"How can ordinary monks stop the only great swordsman in the world? Now the abbot of the temple, Master Pingdu, takes action."
The middle-aged monk spoke slowly.
Chen Chao sighed: "A great Bodhisattva."
Among the three religions, I have already met the leader and dean of scholars. Now I am afraid that I will meet the Buddhist leader in front of me. When will I meet the master of Chixin Guan again, it will be considered a work together.
Chen Chao smiled. These big figures in the spiritual world seemed very far away back then, but they don't seem so far away now.
"Thank you, Master."
Chen Chao walked out of the door and came to the mountain road.
In the distance, you can see the back of the middle-aged man with the mahogany sword on his back, and the skinny old monk sitting on the mountain path.
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The leader of the Sword Sect stood on the mountain path, just standing with his hands behind his back, and did not make any movements. However, the sword energy all over the mountain path was powerful, and countless sword energy invisible to the naked eye were overwhelmingly heading towards the huge shining Buddha statue.
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Among the many schools of cultivation, warriors are looked down upon in the dust, while sword cultivators are vaguely said to be the strongest monks in the world because of their extremely powerful killing power.
In the eyes of sword cultivators, whether they are cultivators of the Three Religions or other cultivators within Qi Refining Masters, their methods are complicated. In the eyes of outsiders, they are naturally like Buddhas and immortals, but most sword cultivators must be right.
This is scornful.
As the strongest swordsman in the world, the master of the Sword Sect especially hated these methods. When the splendid Buddha statue appeared, the master of the Sword Sect had already made up his mind to cut it with one sword and teach him not to exist in front of his eyes.
Therefore, with a sword strike, the master of the Sword Sect exerted 60% of his strength. It seemed like an understatement, but I am afraid that not many monks in the world could stop him.
Countless sword energy invisible to the naked eye turned into flying swords and pressed overwhelmingly towards the dazzling Buddha statue. After a short time, they bumped into the Buddha statue one after another, but did not penetrate it. Instead, a crackling sound was heard soon.
The mountain road was filled with the sound of swords breaking.
Countless flying swords collided with the golden body and then broke.
It can be heard all over the mountain.
The old monk Pingdu sitting on the mountain path put his hands together and showed compassion on his face.
The leader of the Sword Sect said calmly: "Master has some tricks."
The old monk Pingdu smiled and said: "I have been practicing for many years. Although I am not good at killing people, I have learned a lot about the ability to take beatings. Even if the sword of the sect leader is the sharpest in the world, it may not be able to break my golden body."
"It's too early to say this now. Since the master is confident, I would like to ask the master what the realm of the great Bodhisattva is like."
The leader of the Sword Sect took a deep breath and ignored the flying swords that were still broken. Instead, he raised his hand slightly, and sword energy surged out from his sleeves and went in all directions, all along the mountain road.
, countless rubbles rose from the ground at this moment, and poured into the sky.
Then they gathered into a towering giant sword, the tip of which pointed at the dazzling Buddha statue!
The leader of the Sword Sect waved slightly, and the huge sword made of broken stone crashed into the dazzling Buddha statue. The sword energy in the sky suddenly shrank at this moment and crashed into the stone sword.
The body of the old monk Pingdu who was sitting on the mountain path shook when the stone sword hit him, as if he was about to fall down in the next moment.
The great Bodhisattva at this moment is like a small boat in the stormy sea, which may be submerged by the strong wind and waves at any time.
Chen Chao stood on the mountain road, watching this scene, his mind swaying.
No wonder monks in the world have always had an inexplicable feeling towards sword cultivators.
On the mountain road, the wind and clouds surged, creating a magnificent scene.
If the Sword Sect leader's first sword was only six points of strength before, this time it was actually eight points of strength.
The stone sword had already crashed into the heart of the dazzling Buddha statue, and then continued to penetrate deeper, but there was still no reaction from the Buddha statue. It seemed that it had already resigned to its fate and allowed the sword to pierce through it.
The pilgrims on the mountain path looked up and saw this scene, and they were extremely shocked. The splendid Buddha statue was indeed like a miracle, but what happened to the huge stone sword at this moment?
The old monk Pingdu's body was shaking more and more, and this Buddhist leader seemed to be about to be defeated.
But at this moment, no one expected that the old monk Pingdu, who was looking at the precarious situation, suddenly stopped shaking, slowly raised his head, and sighed slowly: "Being a Bodhisattva can save the world, but it cannot influence the sect leader. In this case, the old monk
It’s time to become the Angry-Eye King Kong!”
As Monk Pingdu finished speaking, the abbot of Luming Temple slowly raised his head, and then suddenly opened his eyes.
In a pair of eyes, golden light shines brightly.
The dazzling Buddha statue behind him also opened its eyes at the same time, and then the originally kind face of the Bodhisattva suddenly turned into an angry-eyed Vajra!
King Kong pressed the hilt of the stone sword in front of him with both hands, suddenly exerted force, and slowly pulled the stone sword away from his body.
The leader of the Sword Sect raised his head, his expression unchanged, but the sword intent in his eyes was a little stronger.
The stone sword that had been pulled out was now slowly moving towards the body of the Buddha statue.
This is a fight.
On a smaller scale, it is a dispute between swordsmen and Buddhist monks; on a larger scale, it may be a dispute between swordsmen and Buddhist monks.
The stone slab at the feet of the old monk Pingdu had broken into pieces, and then spread to the feet of the Sword Sect leader.
The leader of the Sword Sect was still standing with his hands behind his back, but his robe was already swaying slightly.
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Chen Chao stood on the mountain road and looked at the two people who were always wrestling. Even though there was a gap in realm, Chen Chao could still see that the abbot of Luming Temple was probably at a disadvantage at this moment.
Although the old monk said he was highly virtuous and respected the mysteries of Buddhism, it seemed that he was not very good at fighting as he said.
And the leader of the Sword Sect happens to be one of the best people in the world who is good at fighting.
The old monk Pingdu sighed. Although he had changed from a Bodhisattva's low eyebrows to a Vajra's angry eyes, the gap was still there. It was good to be able to hold on until now.
If you keep fighting like this, you will really lose.
The sword intent reappeared in the eyes of the Sword Sect leader, and the stone sword suddenly swept forward. He could no longer hold the dazzling Buddha statue, and could only let the stone sword pass through his heart.
The dazzling Buddha statue began to shatter, like a tall building collapsing.
There were many exclamations on the mountain road.
The leader of the Sword Sect turned a deaf ear and just looked at the old monk Pingdu in front of him and asked: "Do you still want to stop me?"
The old monk Pingdu smiled and said, "If I say that I want to stop him, will the sect leader really dare to kill him with one sword?"
The head of the Sword Sect had no expression on his face.
He said that he wanted to kill this Buddhist leader, but even if he was the leader of the Sword Sect, he would not dare to do it easily.
After all, once you take action, you will be enmity with the entire Buddhist sect.
In fact, to put it another way, if Luming Temple really wants to stop him, it can send out all the strong men in the temple. Even if he is a great swordsman, it will be difficult for him to escape intact.
"This is the only wish I have in my life, and I hope the master will make it come true."
The leader of the Sword Sect looked at the old monk Pingdu with complicated eyes.
Before the old monk Pingdu could speak, a sigh suddenly came out.
"Since you are so persistent, let's listen to some gossip."
That voice was very timeless, as if it had traveled through countless years.
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Some people died, but not completely...
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