In Xu Qian's mind, there are ten thousand grass and mud horses galloping past. If the dream appears on the TV, he will rush over and block it so that no one can watch it.

What does it mean to reveal your identity in the pagoda?

The Witch God Church will do whatever it takes to kill him, and Buddhism will do whatever it takes to convert him.

When the time comes, let alone unblocking Shenshu and regaining the dragon energy, he himself will not be able to protect himself.

Seeing this scene, everyone present, whether they were Leizhou people, Buddhist monks, or Eastern sisters, all had their attention attracted by the "dream".

"This, what is this?"

"Foshan, the uniform of the watchman...seems familiar."

Everyone was confused and curious, and they didn't react for a while. Leizhou was too far away from the capital. Most of the people present had never seen Buddhist fighting or Xu Qian himself.

"It's a Buddhist fight, and that person is Xu Yinluo."

Tang Yuanwu, the master of the Double Sword Sect, said loudly.

He was in the capital during the Buddhist fight. His original intention was to go there for the struggle between heaven and man. As a result, the fight between heaven and man was postponed for more than a month. Instead, he happened to witness this huge Buddhist fight.

"Wow!"

The noise came immediately, and the heroes in Leizhou pointed at the picture and talked endlessly.

"He is Xu Yinluo. He is much more handsome than the portrait. One look at his face and you can tell that he is the best among men."

"I didn't see Buddhist fighting that day, but I didn't expect to see it in this way today, hahahaha..."

Sister Dongfang also opened her beautiful eyes wide and stared at the young man in the silver gong uniform without blinking.

I have heard his name for a long time but have never seen him in person. It would be nice to have such an opportunity to see him. After all, the capital is the headquarters of Da Feng and they cannot go there.

The secret agents of the watchmen are all over Kyushu, and the investigation of all forces is very detailed. The fact that the East China Sea Dragon Palace is an affiliated force of the Wushen Cult cannot be hidden from the watchmen.

If you go to the capital, you will die.

Therefore, they had no hope of meeting the legendary Xu Yinluo.

"He is indeed handsome, but not as handsome as Li Lang."

Dongfang Wanrong examined Xu Yinluo and made a judgment.

"A mere formation made him hold his head and scream. At that time, Xu Yinluo did not have the legendary heroic spirit."

Dongfang Wanqing thought.

On the other side, the monk Jingyuan looked at the Zen master Jingxin and whispered: "Is this the Buddhist son that the Arhats and Bodhisattvas want to join in Buddhism?"

Jingxin said "hmm" and stared at Xu Yinluo intently.

Jingyuan asked: "What do you think of Mahayana Buddhism?"

Jingxin was silent for a long time and said slowly:

"It is like a door that is full of madness, danger, but also extremely desirable. Duerluohan wants to push it open, but is afraid to push it open. Jialuoshu doesn't want to push it open, but can't help it.

Want to see push it away.

"The dispute over Mahayana Buddhism has remained stalemate to this day. Apart from the fact that the Buddha was sleeping and unable to make a clear decision, the hesitation of Bodhisattvas and Arhats is also a crucial reason."

Monks do not practice Zen. Regarding Buddhism, it is enough to have a general understanding of it. There is no need to be proficient in it. In the eyes of monks, it does not matter whether it is Mahayana or Hinayana.

Of course, if you have to choose, the monk would prefer Hinayana Buddhism to save yourself. Because the path of the monk and the warrior are very similar, they both cultivate themselves.

As the two monks murmured, Xu Yinluo, who was trapped in the formation, suddenly went berserk, held down the handle of the knife, and struck out with a shocking and brilliant strike, a strike that made all the four people present tremble with fear.

The Eight Pain Formation was shattered on the spot.

Then, Xu Yinluo slashed through the Buddhist Vajra Magic Power with one sword, discussed the Tao with the old monk under the bodhi tree, saved the old monk, climbed to the top of the Buddhist sect, and refused to kneel under the huge pressure of the Dharma.

Summon the Confucian sage's carving knife to break through the Buddha's realm.

"It's too strong. It turns out that Xu Yinluo was already this powerful when he was fighting in Buddhism."

"Yes, he had just returned from Yunzhou during the fight. In other words, Yunzhou alone held off eight thousand rebels. This is not a rumor."

"What eight thousand, isn't it twenty thousand?"

"You are worthy of Xu Yinluo. No wonder he was able to subjugate heaven and man with both hands. No wonder he was able to kill 200,000 enemy soldiers of the Witch God Cult with one sword per man in the battle at Yuyang Pass."

"Yes, Xu Yinluo has only been practicing martial arts for more than ten years. He is much better than the trash like us who have been practicing for decades and have not yet reached the fourth level. This is a true talent."

The people in Leizhou were very excited. Leizhou is far away from the capital. The stories about Xu Yinluo would inevitably be exaggerated and inconsistent with the facts.

But seeing Xu Yinluo's strength in the battle today, the heroes of Leizhou completely believed in the fact that Yunzhou could stand alone against 8,000, oh no, 20,000 rebels.

He also believed in the miracle of one man killing 200,000 enemy troops in the Battle of Yuyang Pass.

The Dongfang sisters looked at each other and took back what they just said in a tacit understanding.

Compared with this Xu Yinluo, their Li Lang really pales in comparison.

The dream slowly dissipated, and everyone had endless aftertaste.

Suddenly, the first Hengyin of Sanhua Temple said loudly:

"Why is there a Buddhist fighting scene here?"

This sentence makes everyone either sober or aware of the irrationality.

Yes, why does Buddhist fighting appear here?

Everything you see before you is a dream, so whose dream is this?

...........

"Hey, why are they not standing still?"

Mu Nanzhi narrowed her big eyes and peered at the orb condensed from the mirror beast's tears in Duran's hand from a distance. She found that the image reflected by the bead was still.

"It's weird, like I'm under some kind of illusion."

The fourth guest from the Leizhou Chamber of Commerce said in a deep voice.

"Li Lang, what do you think?"

Wenren Qianrou asked her lover what he thought.

Li Lingsu frowned:

"No wonder, no wonder Rong...let me think about it.

"No wonder Buddhism wants to cooperate with the Witch God Sect. It turns out that the second floor of the Pagoda was eroded by Nalan Tianlu's power. As soon as they climbed to the second floor, they were immediately involved in Nalan Tianlu's dream, so they stayed put.

.

"If you want to successfully pass through the dream, you must have the cooperation of Nalan Tianlu, otherwise these people will not be able to leave the second level at all, and will remain in the dream until the physical life of the outside world is cut off."

Wenren Qianrou frowned slightly and said with some worry: "It seems that Senior Xu has not been able to escape from the dream..."

Li Lingsu's expression suddenly became strange. He found that he couldn't understand this bad old man more and more. He obviously had extraordinary status and cultivation, but he always showed the same ordinary cultivation as his appearance.

Is this intentional, or is there some reason that prevents him from exerting his full strength?

"Let's not care about what he planned. In fact, it is not difficult to break Nalan Tianlu's dream. No matter what level he is, the dream witch's spells must rely on dreams as a medium. This is a rule."

Li Lingsu talked eloquently: "So there are two ways. One: awaken Nalan Tianlu in the tower, and you can escape from the dream. Two: find and communicate with Nalan Tianlu's consciousness in the dream, communicate with him, and ask him to let him go.

Help you escape from the dream."

As a close friend of Dongfang Wanrong, a fourth-level dream witch, and a Taoist master specializing in Yuan Shen, Li Lingsu has a deep understanding of the dream witch's methods.

"Consciousness in dreams?"

Mu Nanzhi asked back, the little white fox in her arms stuck out her head and looked at Li Lingsu curiously with her big black eyes.

Li Lingsu said: "Without consciousness, you cannot have dreams. Naturally, there is human consciousness in dreams."

After a pause, he sighed: "As a fourth-level peak dream witch, Dongfang Wanrong is too simple to find Nalan Tianlu's consciousness. But why does she stand still and linger in the dream world?"

It feels so good to call Sister Rong by her first name... The Holy Son of Tianzong thought secretly.

One of the two sisters is cold and the other is charming. At first glance, it seems that the younger sister Dongfang Wanqing is more domineering and proactive, but actually she is not. When in bed, the seemingly charming older sister is often more domineering and domineering, like a queen.

After thinking about it, Li Lingsu couldn't help but rub her waist again.

Since being placed under house arrest by Sister Dongfang for half a year and working hard day and night, he has become more and more indifferent to women, and he feels that he has gradually come into contact with the true meaning of the Supreme Being's forgetfulness.

Sure enough, we were on the right track.

"Junior sister, junior sister, you came down the mountain with me, and now you have become Feiyan Nuxia, and I am gradually "forgetting love". When the three-year period is up, your envious saliva will flow from your eyes.

"Oh, the majestic saint of the Heavenly Sect has turned into a heroine who is anxious for justice and loves justice. You have taken a wrong path."

Li Lingsu was very proud when he thought of this.

............

"What, no one answered?"

Monk Hengyin raised his voice and shouted again. At the same time, he scanned the crowd with sharp eyes.

Jingxin and Jingyuan seemed to have thought of something, their expressions changed slightly, and they searched the crowd with sharp eyes, as if they were looking for something.

"Sister, can you use the dream witch's method to trace back to who the owner of the dream is?"

Dongfang Wanqing's originally cold face now became more serious and cold.

"I know what you mean..."

Dongfang Wanrong nodded slowly.

Seeing the Buddhist monk's expression, the people in Leizhou were not fools. They immediately realized what was happening. They stepped back, looked around, and stared at the people around them.

When Xu Qian saw this, his heart sank.

"Master Tang, I remember that your Shuangdao Sect once went to the capital to witness a grand fighting ceremony."
To be continued...