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The mountains, forests, ancient temples, bells, cicadas, and Buddhas chant and sing Zen, constantly echoing, as if they want to save all sentient beings in the world. However, there are always people in this world who want to transcend sentient beings and become those who control their own destiny.

The clouds are connected to the sky, and the wilderness is boundless. A figure slowly steps forward, step by step, wading through the long river of time and crossing the boundaries of space. Jiang Chen once again stepped into the world of reincarnation.

The revived main god, the restarted cycle, and the wheel of destiny, began to enter an endless cycle again.

However, Jiang Chen was sadly discovering that even though he had now cultivated into the Hunyuan Daluo Realm, opened up the universe, and possessed the power of taboo gods and demons, it was still difficult to break the shackles of reincarnation.

Following the footsteps of fate and following the trajectory of reincarnation, he can only keep moving forward and chasing the possibility of breaking fate.

Silently, he had already arrived at the foot of the mountain. He looked up and saw that the ancient temple was majestic and majestic. Here, Jiang Chen saw an old friend named Duanlang, a person who also wanted to transcend and control his own destiny.

Legend has it that in this world, there is a man called "Clay Bodhisattva" who can understand the secrets of heaven and predict the future. As long as you find this person, you can know your own destiny, and then go against the heaven and change your destiny, and control your own destiny. However, this Clay Bodhisattva has exposed too many secrets of heaven, so he was punished by heaven and was attacked by fire poison. He had to absorb venom on time before he could survive. Therefore, rumors in the world:

If you want to find the clay Buddha, you need to find the fire monkey first!

The fire monkey is a strange beast in the world. Its body is like a red fire and is good at absorbing highly poisonous poisons. It is actually the nemesis of all poisons in the world. However, its movements are very fast and sensitive, which is difficult for the world to see.

Duan Lang held the sword in his hand tightly, looked at the ancient temple in front of him, walked up to the temple, the ancient temple exuded a smell of historical vicissitudes. The houses built along the mountains can be said to be leaning against the mountains and rivers, with pleasant scenery around them. When he is in it, people feel calm and relaxed, as if he can forget all the troubles and sorrows of the world. The morning sun shines with brilliance, and puts on a colorful robe for the temple, which looks very confused. Occasionally, the sound of monks chanting scriptures gives him an unprecedented tranquility.

Walking in the temple, you will occasionally encounter monks in groups of three or three cleaning. The hall is decorated very simply on an altar. In the incense burner, the sparks are indestructible, and the fog is rising. Millerfo, surrounded by the fog, is like sitting on a cloud bed. Looking around, it looks sacred.

"Dong!Dong!Dong"

A great monk knelt on the cushion, fiddled with a string of Buddhist beads with his left hand, knocked on the wooden fish with his right hand, and recited scriptures in his mouth. Duan Lang walked in, and the monk had no reaction. Perhaps he was too obsessed, but Duan Lang could clearly feel that the monk was not simple. The faint breath revealed from his body showed that the monk was also a master, and his cultivation level was above him, and he had reached the innate extreme realm.

"Monkey Buxu, I'm in the middle of Duanlang, and I want to ask you for the use of the Fire Monkey."

Although he was shocked by the great martial arts of the monk in front of him, Duan Lang did not have any fear. Instead, a strong fighting spirit burst out from his body, and the scorching sword energy filled the void.

"well"

The monk Buxu couldn't help but sigh, "Another person who wants to ask about the secrets of heaven is foolish, but he doesn't know that the secrets of heaven are hard to predict. Sometimes he doesn't know better than knowing what comes."

"A monk is convenient for others, that is convenient for oneself. The great monk is so persistent that he offended him!"

As the thoughts moved, desires could not be stopped, a sinister smile suddenly appeared on Duan Lang's face. Then, with his hand raised, the sharp sword was unsheathed, and the sharp sword edge roared through the air.

Monk Buxu clasped his hands together, and the true energy surged. In an instant, a phantom of the golden Buddha suddenly appeared behind him, and waves of Sanskrit sounds were misty and resounded around him.

"laugh"

The hot sword energy gushed out, and Duanlang had no sympathy at all. The sharp sword light slashed straight towards the monk Buxu. The powerful heat wave made the surrounding air seem to be ignited, forming a burning heat wave.

Seeing this, Monk Buxu was not afraid at all. He used all his strength and accompanied by his palms. The power of the palm came out suddenly and suddenly surged out like a sea of ​​surging.

"boom!"

The moment the sword palms confronted each other, a powerful airflow exploded and in the huge Buddha hall, the airflow was surging, surging and rolling endlessly.

"This person's swordsmanship is vicious and fierce, as if he is carrying a fiery fire. He is very evil and cannot fight for a long time, and retreat!"

The monk Buxu thought and immediately pulled out of the area of ​​Qingliang Temple.

"Leave the Fire Monkey." Duan Lang let out a long roar from his mouth and followed closely.

The two of them were standing in front and behind, between rising and falling, and had reached the foot of the mountain. Two figures stood side by side, blocking the way. Aside, an old woodcutter and his six or seven-year-old granddaughter were worried.

"Master Buxu, Qin Shuang, the world is here to help Qin Shuang and his junior brother Bu Jingyun come here to borrow the fire monkey." A figure slowly spoke, and layers of frost aura evaporated from his body.

"Why, even the people from the World Association are coveting the fire monkey." Monk Buxu complained secretly in his heart. Now there are strong enemies in front and pursuers behind. He had to stop his steps and turn his head and say, "Old woodcutter, you go first." As he spoke, he put down the small tripod that set the fire monkey in his hand and had already fought with Qin Shuang.

"Duanlang!" At the same time, Bu Jingyun took a step forward and came to Duanlang's figure. "I didn't expect that we would meet again."

"Bu Jingyun, I know you look down on me, but do you think I really can't beat you? If Xiongba hadn't asked me to lose to you, would you think you could beat me? I'm afraid that it wouldn't be your turn to the position of the three hall masters of the Tianxiahuihui today." Duan Lang spoke proudly, looking unhappy, but because when Tianxiahui selected Tianshuang, Feiyun and Shenfeng, although he had the strength and expectation to win the championship, he had to deliberately lose to Bu Jingyun because of the suppression of the Tianxiahuihuihuihui gang leader Xiongba. All of this was just because Bu Jingyun was Xiongba's disciple, and he was just a groom!

Upon hearing this, Bu Jingyun couldn't help but smile disdainfully: "Don't put gilds on his face. You, a fence-between, betrayed the World Club and ran away from Wushuang City, and now you are going to curry favor with the Sword Saint. It's so sad."

"All this is domineering me." Duan Lang said coldly. As he spoke, his right hand had already pressed the hilt of the sword.

"Stop talking nonsense, Duanlang, today I will clean up the door for the world's association!" Bu Jingyun shouted coldly, and the true energy urged him, and he poured his palms into his palms, carrying a surge of palm force, and slapped straight towards Duanlang.

As the saying goes, Feng Wuxiang, Yun Wuchang, Bu Jingyun's fighting spirit was erect, and the clouds suddenly surged, and his whole body seemed to be covered by a cloud of mist. His body was rotating, and even a series of clouds appeared on his palms, surging, but it seemed that there was endless murderous intent hidden in it.

"Zheng"

The sword was unsheathed again, but like the first ray of light in the morning light of heaven and earth, it pierced in mid-air. Duan Lang held the sword in his hand, and the sword intent was thriving, and his whole body seemed to be covered by a layer of evil red light.

"Paiyun Palm!"

As the misty clouds surged, an amazing palm force instantly burst out from Bu Jingyun's palms. Wherever the energy passed, sand and stones suddenly flew away, and pieces of gravel, dust and dead leaves were driven, as if they turned into hidden weapons, wrapped in the clouds and mist, and flew out around them.

"Sun Eclipse Sword Technique!"

Duan Lang did not retreat at all. He had been waiting for this battle for a long time. In an instant, a long sword in his palm stabbed out, and a scorching sword energy suddenly appeared, like the scorching sun, extremely powerful, as if it was carrying a terrifying power of burning the sky and destroying the earth.

The clouds cover the sun, and the scorching sun is like fire. When the two meet, they feel like they are born nemesis. The powerful energy suddenly bursts out, and a terrible force suddenly surges out from the void around them, sweeping through the waves like storm waves.

On the other hand, Qin Shuang has also launched the strongest move of Tianshuang Fist. The endless frost air emits a strange cold that penetrates the heart. The air around it condenses and turns into frost, flying in the air in the air.

Monk Buxu has extremely high internal skills and has reached the ultimate state of innateness. He is still above Qin Shuang, Bu Jingyun and Duanlang. The Great Compassion Palm Technique unfolds, and the sound of Sanskrit resounds throughout the void. The golden Buddha light shines everywhere, and the palm power is surging. In the fierceness, it exudes infinite mysterious aura.

"boom!"

The four innate masters fought fiercely, and the forced airflow immediately swept across the surroundings. The mountains, forests and trees were like hurricanes swept by, and there were terrifying vortexes that ordinary people could not imagine everywhere.

"squeak"

At this moment, a monkey with red blood suddenly emerged from the small cauldron beside him. After seeing everyone, he seemed to be frightened and quickly ran to the distance. The monkey's figure was as fast as lightning and rushed out of the distance in an instant.

"It's Huo'er!" Seeing this, the granddaughter of the old woodcutter who had just walked not far couldn't help but exclaim.

"Fire Monkey!" Everyone couldn't help but be shocked when they saw this monkey and shouted in disarray. Duan Lang was the first to come back to his senses and quickly chased the fire monkey.

"Leave the Fire Monkey!" Monk Buxu shouted loudly and hurriedly chased after him.

"Bon Lang let go of the fire monkey!"
Chapter completed!