"Relics!" Facheng suddenly woke up and shouted, "Uncle Master, this evil beast wants to steal Master Zhaoying's relics..." Before he finished speaking, the Biwinged Bird had already hit the top of the tower, grabbed a colorful small tower with his claws, and swept out from the other window, "Wow" and flew to the north with a strange cry.

The monks were in a big uproar. Even though they were very wise and deeply practicing, they could not help but show their shock and anger. Master Zhaoying was the most respected abbot of Jinshan Temple in 50 years and his mentor. How could he allow this demon bird to take away the relics in full view of the crowd? He immediately let out a long roar, soared into the air, stepped on the Zen stick like auspicious cloud, and chased the bird at full speed.

The pilgrims were still in shock and looked up and discussed. They heard a monk shouting loudly, "The fire has been extinguished, donors, donors, please return to their original place. The injured Tan Yue sat cross-legged, and we will do our best to treat..."

At this time, the monks guarding the tower had returned to the top of the mountain one after another. Some of them worked with Facheng to rescue the monks who fell from the top of the tower; some rushed into the pagoda and continued to carry the coffin; some stood on the doorsteps of the Cishou Tower, looking around vigilantly. Xu Xuan didn't have to think too much, quietly turned over and jumped onto the eaves of the second floor, and drilled into the window covered by branches...

The moonlight shone in from the window on the east side, and the light smoke and milk flowed all over the ground. The tower room was spacious and empty, with nothing but a few grass cushions on the ground and the Tathagata Buddha's niche on the west side. In the center is a huge stone pillar that three people can embrace, carved with stories from the Metaphor. The stone pillars are surrounded by wooden ladders, reaching the top of the tower, and reaching the ground room. The voices of Abbot Dahui and others are faintly heard.

Master Huizhen said like a mosquito chanting: "The Biwinged Bird is a demon bird in the Demon Sect, and has long been tamed by Lin Lingsu's devil. Since it flew here, it means that the devil is not far from here. The abbot must be careful." Abbot Dahui said: "Amitabha, the devil has a deep relationship with the Monk Temple. If you really get here, it will be considered a cycle of cause and effect, and it will eventually be cut off."

Li Qiuqing had also returned to the ground room and said, "Master, my disciple really doesn't understand. Jinshan Temple is holding the ox ear of the Central Plains Buddhist Sect. It is now at the 'Immortal and Buddha Conference'. There are many masters gathering. How dare the devil seek death if he is brave?" Master Huizhen coughed a few times and said, "It's a long story." But he refused to say anything else.

Then he heard the voice of the round-faced nun Su Xin, saying, "That devil dares to come here, I am afraid it is not alone. If the demons gathered together, it will be bloody tonight and will be doomed. Since the abbot has no good plans for my master's injuries, can he ask Elder Great Compassion to show mercy? Saving my master alone is also saving the people of the world."

Dahui said: "Mr. Damei made a vow to not attain the great way or leave the Zen sect. Over the years, only Dazhi can talk to him. Now even Master Dazhi advised him not to move, but he was afraid..." He sighed and pondered without saying a word.

Su Xin said, "Abbot, the devil's call Biyi Bird took away Master Zhaoying's relics in order to attract Elder Dazhi to delay the opportunity. If..." When we were about to say something, Master Huizhen shouted and coughed, "How can we force the cause and effect in the world? Thank you for your efforts to save me. We have been lingering in Jinshan Temple for many days and have been bothering all the elders for a long time. It's time to say goodbye..."

Dahui said he did not dare and said, "The Master said this to me will make me frightened. Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, not to mention that Cihang Jingzhai has the grace of recreation in this temple. Since this is the case, please follow me to move."

Xu Xuan focused his attention and swept and judged from the direction of Liuhe Coffin and the voices of Dafeng and others. The tomb chamber where Liuhe Coffin should be at the feet of Dafeng. If you want to enter the tomb chamber, you must first pass through the underground chamber where they are. While looking for a countermeasure, you suddenly heard footsteps sound, and Abbot Dahui had led Huizhen and his side to walk upwards.

His mind turned sharply and he walked upwards like a gecko on the central stone pillar. Fortunately, the monks guarding the tower died and walked, and the tower rooms above were empty. Dahui and others walked along the wooden ladder layer by layer, without any intention of stopping. He had to hold his breath and slide straight to the highest level of Cishou Tower.

The top of the tower was hit by a bird with a wing, the eight eaves were removed from the triangle, and the top wall collapsed nearly half. The cross beam above was cracked and dozens of gaps were cracked. The strong wind blew and creaked. The full moon was just hanging on the edge of the open top wall tiles, illuminating the room.

Xu Xuan turned over the beam to find a place to live. This place should be where the famous monks of Jinshan Temple are stored. There are boxes of different shapes standing along the wall. There are objects about nine feet long in the center, covered with a black cassock. I don’t know what it is. Next to it is a bronze statue of a monk. The bronze monk held a golden bowl with his right hand and a colorful pagoda with his left hand. The small tower on the pagoda was gone. It must be the relic tower of Master Zhaoying taken away by the Biwing Bird.

Without waiting for a closer look, Dahui and others' footsteps had already reached the fifth floor. Without thinking too much, he jumped from the gap on the top of the tower.

Unexpectedly, his body was moving, so he heard Abbot Dahui say, "The middle of the night is cold, the wind is cold and the frost is thick. Why should the friend on the top of the tower come down to have a cup of vegetarian tea?" He was shocked, his feet slipped, and he almost couldn't hold back and rushed down the eaves of the tower.

The wind was howling, the bells of the eaves were jingling, and the glazed tiles were covered with thin frost, cold and slippery. He grabbed the eaves and barbed them. But he saw the stars hanging down, the vast wilderness, the moon surging the river, the lights on both sides were full of lights, and the noise was boiling. The magnificent night view and the cold wind blew his mind and the panic disappeared.

The stone pagoda below was like a forest, and the monks ran around, but no one noticed him. If they wanted to leave at this time, no one could stop him, but it would be even more difficult to find the real Liuhe coffin again. What's more, this time, we went south to take revenge. If we wanted to overthrow the Gouguan family named Zhao, we would face more than a Jinshan Temple? Not to mention the mere Abbot Dahui, even if the Taoist and Buddha sects gathered here tonight, why would we be afraid? At worst, we could pretend to be Lin Lingsu and fight for a bloody path.

In an instant, his blood surged, and he jumped back to the tower room. At this time, the strong wind blew, lifting the robe covered in the center and rolling it upwards. There was a "buzz" in his mind, and he was ecstatic and could not believe his eyes.

There was a pitch-black coffin under the robes, which was exactly the Liuhe coffin he was looking for!

But how could the divine coffin be transferred to the top of the tower even though it was clearly stored in the secret room underground? Why did the compass in your arms have no reaction at all? Could it be that this coffin is not the other coffin, just a relic coffin with similar appearance?

This thought suddenly showed a little difference in his life. The real Liuhe coffin was cast in bronze. Under the light of fire, it would change into various colors of black, purple, green and green. The coffin in front of him only had a black and purple luster; the edge of the coffin of the real Liuhe coffin was engraved with ancient characters that looked like seal and not seal, and although the edge of the coffin was also engraved, it was always a bit awkward and stiff.

I couldn't help but feel curious and opened the lid of the coffin to find out. But I saw that the coffin was empty, without Tai Chi concave diagrams, and there was no ancient seal and carving. Instead, there seemed to be a round cover about half a foot in diameter at the bottom of the coffin, with a faint white light shining along the surroundings. He reached out and pulled it up easily, revealing a bottomless round hole, which was filled with cold air.

At the same time, a golden light burst behind him, and a wave of wild air suddenly rolled up like a whirlpool, covering him with his head. His heart sank. In the dazzling light, I saw that the bronze man beside him seemed to be alive, holding a golden bowl dancing with a blazing light, like a glaring Vajra, and Mount Tai was pressing down on the top.

Fahai!

Xu Xuan was shocked and angry. He never expected that this guy would not reflect in the precepts hall, but instead pretended to be a bronze man and wait for the rabbit here! At this moment, he flew quickly and wanted to pull out the Sky-Splitting Sword to fight back, but it was too late.

"Boom!" The round hole at the bottom of the coffin also exploded and shot out thousands of colorful lights, swept wildly, attacking up and down, forming an indescribable rolling cyclone. Before he could even touch the handle of the knife, he had already swung into the golden bowl and was sucked into the extremely rapid and chaotic light at the bottom of the coffin. Then he heard a loud bang, and his eyes were black, as if he had been sealed into the boundless dark abyss.

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The vortex danced wildly, and his breathing was as if suffocating. Xu Xuan fell towards the bottomless dark spiral. After a moment, he hit the ground with a "bang" and his bones were about to split, and the fierce and fierce cyclone around him suddenly disappeared.

It was pitch black around, and my fingers were gone. The smell of dampness and rottenness was like being in the bottom of an abandoned well. He touched his arms, and the bag of Qiankun in his arms was still there. Although her breath was weak, she could clearly hear it. Seeing that she was safe, she was shocked and angry, and felt relieved.

At this time, I vaguely heard Abbot Dahui above say "Huh" and said strangely: "Fahai, didn't the law enforcement master ask you to think about your mistakes in Jingsi Hall and wait for the murder to come out? Why did you get here privately?" Fahai said: "The cushion is the West, and there is no difference between thinking about your mistakes. I have been sweeping the tower here for more than a year, and I am pious. Even if I am not in vain, I dare not delay it for half a day." Abbot Dahui said "Yes", as if he was quite commendable for his answer.

Xu Xuanxun looked up and vaguely saw a very thin white circle, which was undoubtedly the round hole I saw at the bottom of the coffin. When he thought of the stone pillar in the center of the Cishou Tower, he suddenly realized that the middle of the stone pillar must be empty, with the upper end connected to the coffin on the top of the tower and the lower end directly to the ground. Fahai knew that he would be unable to help but open the coffin when he saw the coffin, so he pretended to be a bronze man early, waited here, and used a golden bowl to push himself into the depths of the bottom of the tower.

He also heard Abbot Dahui say, "Since you are on the top of the tower, have you ever seen outsiders enter and exit?" Fahai said, "No, only the bird of wings flew into the tower room and took away the relics of Zhaoying Master Zhaoying. The disciple jumped onto the roof and wanted to chase it, so it made some noise."

Xu Xuan was so angry that his teeth were itchy. He didn't know that the monk had known Bai Suzhen's identity and guessed that he was "Lin Lingsu" who rescued the "assin" the night before. Why didn't he report to the government and Taoism and Buddha's sects, and would rather take a risk and deal with the number one person in the world alone? After succeeding, why did he hide it? He also remembered what Bai Suzhen said, Fahai once hid her in the Liuhe coffin and trapped her in the cave, and felt even more strange. It was a pity that he was deceived by the monk's loyal appearance and was not careful for a while, and was played with by him.

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On the first day of the Year of the Tiger, I wish you all good luck in the New Year and happiness in the family! Great achievements and all the best!

In the last two hours of the Year of the Ox, under the leadership of the three thousand leaders, the leader of the alliance, the leader of the alliance, the leader of the Lieyunkuang, the leader of the Huangyanzhikong..., the brothers and sisters of the Shenmen launched a counterattack again. After winning the first place in the monthly ticket last month, they once again won the fifth place in the monthly ticket list this month! They fought for thousands of miles, and their bravery remained the mighty one, and the Shenmen was powerful!

21 royal salutes, fireworks, and tsunamis in the sky. Thanks to the decisive battle, the 1,039 monthly tickets that were violent to the inhumane moments! Wenjun got the sword and his ambition was aroused. The iron dragon of the lord was potentially Yanjin. The wind and clouds met, and the breathing period was ten thousand miles. Thunder shook the mountains and the mountains were broken, and the electric sword was killed and the whale and salamander died. It was mighty!

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21 royal salutes, fireworks, and tsunami. Thank you for the 20 monthly tickets offered by the leader of the Dragon Six and the Kent League in the decisive battle! Thank you for the 3 monthly tickets from the leader of Wanwan, the 3 monthly tickets from the leader of Chu Qingqiu, the 2 monthly tickets from Ruchu Xinghe, and thank you for the leader of the Abyss of Cangwu, the leader of the Shan and Sea, Xing Tian, ​​the old leader, Xiyu, the only hero on the tree... and all friends who voted for the monthly tickets!

All glory belongs to you! The mighty and mighty God's Sect!

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