There was deathly silence at the top of Qionghua Mountain.
Many Buddhist cultivators in Dajue Temple clasped their hands together and remained silent.
The many Taoist immortals who were watching the excitement from a distance all shut up.
Monk Zhencan didn't mention his backing, so this was just a competition and conflict between two Buddhist juniors. But as soon as he opened his mouth, he directly mentioned the word 'master', which is like the 'prince' in the world of mortals.
A gold medal representing the emperor's authority was produced!
Precious Light Merit Buddha.
When he has compassion in his heart, he is a "meritful Buddha", a Buddha with kind eyebrows and kind eyes who protects all living beings.
His other title is "Precious Light Mighty Buddha".
When he greatly arouses the anger of King Ming, he is the "Mighty Virtue Buddha", a fierce Buddha who kills millions of miles with angry eyes.
One of the thirteen Buddha Lords of Buddhism, the top power of Liangyi Tian who presides over all affairs of Buddhism during this thousand-year rotation. As his true disciple of the Buddha lineage, the monk Zhencan directly carried out the big Buddha, whether it was far or near, it was Taoism.
Court, or Buddhism, no matter how high the level of cultivation is, all the true immortals keep their mouths tightly shut.
Only Lu Qian smiled and looked at the real silkworm monk.
Then, he walked up to the real silkworm monk and slapped the real silkworm monk on the face.
With Monk Zhencan's cultivation, Lu Qian's slap was not very fast and not very powerful. He could completely dodge it... but Monk Zhencan stared at Lu Qian in shock, and let the slap hit him firmly.
face.
The real silkworm monk tilted his head, and the left side of his face quickly turned red. There was an extremely clear slap mark that was raised half an inch high. The slap mark soon turned red and shiny, and could be seen under the swollen skin.
A trace of congestion was surging.
The lineage of Baoguang Merit Buddha is better at magical powers and spells, and they don't pay much attention to the cultivation of the 'body'.
Therefore, this slap was not very powerful, but it caused the real silkworm monk to be seriously injured!
The real silkworm monk was stunned.
Monk Longyin and Monk Huanyang were all dumbfounded.
Lu Qian also looked at the real silkworm monk blankly. After a while, he asked him: "Why don't you dodge?"
The real silkworm monk opened his mouth and remained silent for a long time. He has lived for eight hundred years and can be regarded as the thirty-sixth generation ancestor of Lu Qian. The smoke ring is actually a little red - the Buddhas of the two rites are here, he is the real silkworm monk.
After eight hundred years of cultivation, how could anyone dare to slap him?
There was no such concept in his mind.
Lu Qian slapped him across the face, and he didn't even have the slightest idea to dodge!
Of course, he is said to be extremely talented and possesses monstrous qualifications. He once defeated more than a hundred of his fellow disciples in a fight...but that was a fight between fellow disciples, not a life-and-death battle!
"how dare you?"
The real silkworm monk was trembling violently, and there was a trace of vibrato in his words.
"This is your fault." Lu Qian frowned and looked at Zhensi Monk seriously: "Even ordinary wild cats and dogs, if they see pedestrians picking up bricks and pretending to beat them, these cats and dogs will
Instinctively dodge and run away!"
"As the true successor of the Lord Buddha, you, the true silkworm monk, saw me slapping you in the face, and you didn't even dodge!" Lu Qian's voice gradually became louder: "Zhensi, your behavior is so despicable? You want to touch me?
Porcelain, why use such despicable means?"
Lu Qian shouted sternly: "You act so unscrupulously, so arrogantly and domineeringly, without any bottom line, and you do dirty things... You, you, how dare you say that you are a Buddhist disciple?"
The real silkworm was dumbfounded.
Monk Longyin and Monk Huanyang were a bit messy in the wind.
Buddhist disciples are indeed good at sophistry. They can use their impeccable tongues to speak like lotuses, and use all kinds of fallacies, evil theories, and unorthodox truths to make you worthless. Standing on the pinnacle of morality, generals
You call him a treacherous evil heretic!
but……
When a Buddhist cultivator encounters a 'ruffian' who won't reason with you!
When they were able to dance with their flowery little tongues, they encountered dazzling swords and guns!
When they regarded themselves as invincible moral weapons, they encountered naked and brutal means of violence!
'Snapped'!
Lu Qian slapped Monk Zhencan on the right cheek again.
Lu Qian's current cultivation level and his control over physical power can be described as "subtle". The strength of his palm is almost exactly the same as the strength of the palm just now. Even if there is a slight difference, it is probably the strength of a grain of dust.
Weight difference?
Therefore, the right side of the monk's right face was also swollen by half an inch, which was exactly the same height as the left side of his face. The color was exactly the same without any difference.
Lu Qian's voice resounded thousands of miles away: "Sure enough, Zhensi, how shameless are you, trying to get into trouble again! With your identity and your cultivation, you actually deliberately received Buddha's slap in the face, and you also wanted to use this to frame Buddha and me!"
The index finger of Lu Qian's right hand almost touched the nose of the real silkworm monk: "As the true successor of the Baoguang Merit Buddha, how can you be so shameless? You... with your identity, you were slapped twice in a row just for the sake of conspiracy.
To seize my Qionghua Mountain inheritance...what about you?"
Lu Qian exclaimed in a hiss: "It's just a little extraneous possessions, a little cultivation qualifications. To put it more vulgarly, it's just a little bit of insignificant gold, silver and copper, nothing more... Even scholars with some integrity in the world of mortals would despise it.
Gu's stuff... God, are some foreign objects worthy of you using the true teachings of the Buddha to intimidate and abuse me and force me to hand over my inheritance?"
The real silkworm monk is in a mess.
This is wrong, what happened today is very wrong, and it is completely inconsistent with his prior planning!
In his and the people behind him's imagination, they could account for Yin Xiu's death, the attack on Xueya Monk, the cause and effect of Su Xin, Su Yu and others, and Lu Qian, as well as what happened to Monk Xue Ya
...All of this turned into a huge crime and was forcibly placed on Lu Qian's head.
As long as the charges are proven, then he can use his identity as a real silkworm monk to crush Lu Qian and force him to hand over the Qionghua Mountain Dojo!
As long as they occupy Qionghua Mountain, Monk Condor can obtain enough resources to help Monk Xueya recast his dharma body and Taoist foundations, and even use the rarest resources of Liangyi Heaven to cast the dharma for Monk Condor before he was even more prosperous.
Body, Daoji!
However, Lu Qian's response was so, so...
The real silkworm monk hissed: "Fahai, how dare you..."
Lu Qian suddenly took a step forward. He came close to the monk Zhencan, and their bodies were almost touching each other.
Lu Qian is now about two feet tall. Monk Zhencan specializes in Buddhism from the lineage of Baoguang Merit Buddha. He emphasizes the Dharma but not the body. Therefore, his stature is only about seven feet and eight inches. Well, from a distance, he looks like
It looked like a smart and cute golden monkey squatting in front of an eight-foot tall man.
The two people's bodies were close to each other. The monk Zhencan frowned and was about to take a few steps back.
Suddenly strong winds surged around, and white mist rose.
The ways of wind and water were released, and the thick white mist, swept by the strong wind, quickly covered an area of a hundred acres. Moreover, this white mist contained the mystery of the power of suppressing the prison, which isolated many true immortals.
The gaze further interfered with their spiritual prying eyes.
With Lu Qian's cultivation level, such interference would only last for a moment.
Those powerful Taoists and Buddhists who were cut off from sight and spiritual thoughts, with a little effort, were able to see through the white mist, penetrate the interference, and once again see everything clearly on the top of Qionghua Mountain.
leak.
But at this moment, Lu Qian screamed loudly and flew back more than a hundred feet away. The monk's clothes on his body were covered with dripping blood, and he had seven or eight diamond swords, demon-slaying swords, lotus swords and other Buddhist magic weapons. He was deeply hurt.
It pierced his body and penetrated his body.
With a loud bang, Lu Qian hit the ground on the top of the mountain hard. He opened his mouth, and a stream of light golden blood spurted out like a fountain. The "chi yo yo" spurt was more than 300 feet high!
Just like Monk Xue Ying and others who are being tortured at the gate of the mountain, they are true immortals. As long as there is the spirit of the immortal spirit, the plasma in the body can be continuously replenished!
As a result, the energy of the immortal spirits surged from all directions. Lu Qian's body was like a giant whirlpool, constantly swallowing the energy of the immortal spirits that surged like the Yangtze River. The blood in his mouth kept spurting out, and the pale golden plasma was sprayed out.
It fell with a crash, and soon spread over hundreds of acres on the ground. The blood was half a foot deep on the flat ground, which looked horrifying.
"I, I, I..."
The real silkworm monk was stunned.
He wanted to say that he didn't do anything.
Why did Lu Qian suddenly fly backwards? Why did he vomit blood? Where did the seven or eight ferocious Buddhist instruments on his body that penetrated his body come from?
Even the real silkworm monk complained in his heart - these Buddhist instruments are made of extremely poor materials and are not even real immortal weapons. I wonder which poor beggar carries so many rags on his body?
wrong……
The Buddhist cultivators of the Zhenyu lineage attach great importance to the forging of the golden body. The strength of their golden body can be ranked among the top among many Buddhist sects.
With Lu Qian's true immortal level cultivation, even if he was only a true immortal at the first level... how could these extremely crude and ordinary magic weapons harm his body?
These rags shouldn't even be able to scratch his oily skin, right?
But... look at Lu Qian, who is lying on the ground and his mouth is like a fountain. The silkworm monk's usual wisdom, usual sagacity, usual calmness, calmness, and all his mental state have all collapsed.
Broken.
In the distance, a Taoist True Immortal shouted loudly, fearing that the world would be in chaos: "Buddhist disciples are indeed brave and domineering, and they are so fierce and cruel when they attack their own disciples... Tsk, tsk, how can this true silkworm monk kill him?"
The real silkworm monk turned around suddenly and hissed: "I didn't, it's not me, don't talk nonsense!"
Heavy footsteps sounded. Under Lu Qian's command, the only one hundred and eight Taoist monks with the highest level of cultivation in the sixth level of the True Immortal held golden Zen staffs and formed a diamond mandala formation.
Slowly but firmly, he pressed towards the Zhensi Monk.
The heavy Great Vajra Zen light enveloped the entire Qionghua Mountain Peak, and the prison-suppressing power turned into dark golden chains, criss-crossing in the Great Vajra Zen light released by these Taoist monks, like a sky net, covering the entire mountain.
On the bodies of Zhensi, Monk Longyin and Monk Huanyang.
From all directions, the Qionghua Mountain subordinates such as Jie Yin Toutuo, Sha Fo Wuxin and others appeared one after another, staring at Zhen Silkworm and his party with extremely ferocious eyes.
Then Tutuo screamed in a sinister voice: "My host, it's just a slap in the face from you... You are so ambitious that you are so vicious that you actually plotted against my host in public..."
"Is there any justice left?"
"Is there any justice?"
"Are there any rules?"
"Today, my Qionghua Mountain lineage would rather be broken into pieces than completely destroyed!"
"I'll fight with you and the other evil monks!"
On the top of Qionghua Mountain, the situation was changing, and an extremely violent murderous intention and evil spirit turned into black and bloody smoke and shot straight into the sky!
There was a muffled sound in the sky, Qingjing Dou'er retreated in defeat, and the Seven Treasures Diamond Circle slowly fell, imprisoning the void, and suppressing the silkworm monk so much that he could not move.
