"Yes, there is no need to fight and kill between us. Mo Xian, although you are not a good person, this suggestion is good!" Xunxiang smiled, "I'm afraid some people don't agree!"

Mo Xian knew Xunxiang was sowing discord and smiled faintly: "The Buddhist temple is so big, no one can eat everything! Besides, there is a Buddhist monk outside who wants to come, is it a success or not? In one sentence!"

He said to Zhao Duluo, and Zhao Duluo's face changed a few times: "Okay, let's get in, and everyone depends on their ability!"

The three of them reached an agreement temporarily. Mo Xian knew that this agreement did not count at all, but now they can live in peace for the time being, and Mo Xian's goal has been achieved.

The three parties are temporarily living together peacefully, and everyone knows that this doesn't count, so the three parties are highly vigilant. Shi Xiaolian obviously feels this. She has the lowest meritoriousness and has no right to speak. Fortunately, after following Mo Xian, both parties' auras were blocked by Mo Xian. She couldn't feel it, but she also knew that she was not worth mentioning to the two of them.

When entering the hall in three directions, it was reflected in the eyes of Sakyamuni's six-meter-long golden body, sitting cross-legged on the lotus platform, with your left hand horizontally on your left foot, and your right hand bent to make a ring-shaped call called "Dhistoring Seal", which is "Dhistoring Seal", which represents the posture of the Buddha's teachings. There are two statues of monks next to the Buddha's statue. They are old one year old and middle-aged, and these are two disciples of the Buddha. The old one is called "Veteran Kasyapa", and the middle-aged one is called "Veteran Ananda". After the Buddha's Nirvana, Kasyapa followed in his disciples and later generations called him the Second Patriarch.

On both sides of the hall are enshrined with statues of the Eighteen Arhats, either sitting or standing, each with its own posture. On the wall behind the Eighteen Arhats, countless celestial beings, dragons, non-humans, and all kinds of sacred demons gathered together, lifelike, as if they walked out of the murals, with a grand momentum, connected to the roof of the palace, and on the roof, there are images of the heavens. The light of treasures is faintly emitted from these statues, forming a sea of ​​Buddha light. In the light of Buddha, the sound of Zen singing is faintly heard, and various subtle fragrances can be smelled in the nose.

The three parties entered it, and on the altar in front of the Buddha, there were several scattered sutras, looking for incense and shouting: "Buddha's treasure!"

Mo Xian understood that the so-called Buddha's treasure is the scriptures that inherit the Dharma. When he moved, it was not only him, but Xunxiang and Zhaoduluo had already moved. Mo Xian was still one step behind. With a bang, the scriptures dispersed and the fluffy golden light burst out. Mo Xian raised his sleeves and rolled up a pile of scriptures. Xunxiang and Zhaoduluo also collected some of them. In general, Mo Xian still felt that it was too slow. He only got about one-quarter of the scriptures. Even Shi Xiaolian took the opportunity to collect two Buddhist scriptures.

You should know that this is not a widely spread Buddhist scripture, but a Buddhist scripture in the true sense. The scriptures alone have an incredible effect. Each word in it has great magic power. If a person can recite it all year round, it is integrated with the Buddhist scriptures, and his merits will also increase in incredible growth. In a blink of an eye, the Buddhist scriptures are empty in three directions and one volume.

Everyone thought that the Buddhist scriptures were obtained, and the search for fragrance and Zhao Duluo had obvious bad intentions in his eyes, but both of them did not move. This was the reason why Mo Xian's three parties temporarily formed an alliance. Anyone would be restrained by the other two. The three of them formed a triangle, which was more stable because the three parties did not trust each other.

Everyone had their own ulterior motives. At this moment, the Sanskrit sounded three volumes of Baye Leaf Sutra appeared out of thin air. One seemed to be the past and remained unchanged, the other seemed to be the future and unpredictable, the three seemed to be from the charm of the great way that they exuded, and knew that the three books should not be underestimated. The three moved almost at the same time. Mo Xian was even faster. As soon as his hand stretched out, two unparalleled huge forces were rolled up behind him. Mo Xian's body shook, and the two huge forces fell, but they were hitting the three books. The book immediately emitted dazzling golden light, among which all kinds of

The vision burst out, and countless Brahma Talismans flashed, and others did not pay attention. Mo Xian leaned closestly and his eyes twitched because he saw that this should be the "Sutra of the Past Sutra of the Past", because it meant that he was too familiar with it. He obtained the incomplete "Sutra of the Past Sutra of the Past" from the killing monk. He looked at the other two books, and he remembered the Tao rhymes of the one with a future and the other was the present. Then the two scriptures should be the "Sutra of the Virtue and the Thousand Buddhas of the Present Virtue" and the "Sutra of the Future Stars and Causes".

Although the other two people didn't know what scripture it was, they also knew the preciousness of these three Bay Leaf scriptures from the great Taoist rhymes in the scriptures. At present, the two of them used all their unique skills.

Zhao Duluo's body shook and immediately turned into the Bull Demon King. His two golden horns suddenly appeared on top of his head, and his body also turned into a golden body with golden light flashing all over his body. The hammer in his hand shook and immediately turned into a hammer shadow in the sky, attacking the three of them like a covert earth, and even Shi Xiaolian didn't let it go. He knew that Mo Xian was his enemy, and Shi Xiaolian could be said to be Mo Xian's weakness.

Mo Xian's eyes were filled with anger. Although the other party's methods were despicable, they were very effective. Mo Xian knew that anger was useless. The other party's method was the same. It was not great for Mo Xian, but for Shi Xiaolian, he could not catch his hammer. Seeing one of the treasure hammers hit Shi Xiaolian, a full moon appeared. This is Mo Xian's lunar mirror obtained from other worlds, which had been refined by him. This treasure can be said to be stronger than the treasures on his body. It is a magic weapon in the cave heaven. It can be used to call the power of the blessings of the cave heaven, and more importantly, it is to capture the figures.

Shi Xiaolian heard Mo Xian's voice, asking her to relax and send her to another space. A soft light from the sun mirror flashed, and Shi Xiaolian felt a flash of her eyes and appeared in the palace group. She was magnificent, with a high sky and a light cloud, and was no longer in the place just now. She didn't know where she was, but Mo Xian asked her to rest assured.

She walked to a pavilion, sat down, and took out the sutras she had just collected from her sleeve. The two sutras were just combined. The auspicious light seemed to be faintly rushing out of the middle. Shi Xiaolian looked at the names of the two sutras, which were the "Moon Lamp Samadhi Sutra" and the "Lingyun Mantra". She didn't know what the two sutras were from, but it didn't prevent her from reading them.

She opened the "Moon Lamp Samadhi Sutra". As soon as the book was opened, countless Sanskrit words came to her face and merged into her body. She seemed to have learned it. She knew that she did not understand Sanskrit at all. She was so mysterious that she could understand it at a glance.
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