Dozens of life treasures, two human beings and immortals.
How to deal with it?
This question made him silent for a while, and then he shook his head and spoke after a long time.
"I and several others are joining forces to carry out mass annihilation, but they may not dare to come forward." The temple owner spread his hands and said: "Everyone -"
"That's not necessarily the case, it's just the other guests attending the ceremony, but those women, I'm afraid they won't give up." Cizai shook his head: "This matter still needs to be discussed."
"How are you?"
"Hunyuan Umbrella."
"What?" The viewer said blankly: "Hunyuan Umbrella?"
"In this world, only the Hunyuan Umbrella of the Qingshen Temple can disrupt the Yang and recreate the universe. If the temple master does not sacrifice the Hunyuan Umbrella and does not mention the Yuanjun, just the immortal-killing flying knife in the hands of the Guangxia Palace Master will
It’s not something we can match.”
Ci Zai's expression remained unchanged: "In order to achieve great cause, I also asked the temple master to sacrifice the Hunyuan Umbrella, a real weapon, to kill the Buddha's enemies!"
The atmosphere was still for a moment, and Ci Zai and the viewer looked at each other, one with a plain face, the other with a sneer.
"You have a good plan. The Hunyuan Umbrella is like a flying knife that kills immortals, but you use it once and less than once. If you want to destroy the foundation of the Vajra Temple, do you also want to destroy my Qingshen Temple at the same time?"
The viewer sneered: "What a good idea!"
"If it weren't for the fact that the treasure money in Landa Temple has been exhausted and the spiritual light has dimmed, I would not be willing to ask for help from the temple master."
Cizai spoke sincerely: "The flying knife that kills immortals is really powerful. Looking at this world, only the Hunyuan Umbrella in the hand of the contemporary master can protect one or two of them. Please don't be stingy, master!"
Hunyuan Umbrella - This umbrella is made of pearls, including emerald, emerald seal, emerald green, luminous pearl, dust-proof pearl, fire-proof pearl, water-proof pearl, cool-down pearl, nine-curved pearl, calming-looking pearl, and fixed-face pearl.
There are wind beads; there are also pearls pierced with the four characters "carrying the universe". When this umbrella is opened, the sky is dark and the earth is dark, and the moon is dark. Turning around, the universe is shaking, and the four poles are flying.
Although these ancient relics have a limited number of uses, they all have endless magical uses and are the foundation of each sect.
Such as the treasured money of Landuo Temple, the immortal-killing flying knife of Guangxia Palace, and the Hunyuan Umbrella of Qingshen Temple.
In the past, when Leiyin Temple collapsed and the northern and southern Zen sects separated, Landuo Temple was the first to seize the treasured money and use it to build a foundation like Tietong in Beiwei.
With the treasure money already dimmed, in this world, only the Immortal-killing Flying Knife and the Hunyuan Umbrella still exist.
Only they can compete with each other!
Only real weapons can defeat real weapons!
"I have never tried the Hunyuan Umbrella against the Immortal-Decapitating Flying Knife. As for the odds of winning, it's hard to say... I'll use the Hunyuan Umbrella to trap them. You, Cizai, take all the Taoist brothers and kill them as soon as possible.
People."
The viewer shook his head: "But if you want me to sacrifice the Hunyuan Umbrella, I have a condition!"
"I wonder what it is?"
"Thirty percent!" The viewer shook his three fingers and smiled coldly: "I want to add 30% more to what was originally agreed upon!"
Cizai frowned, he hesitated for a moment, and finally agreed.
"Then let's go, your spirit is here, and I have to work hard to cover your breath." The visitor waved his hand lazily and said: "Tell them, I will add 30% more!"
The golden light suddenly spread slightly, and Ci Zai's shadow changed little by little in the golden light until it finally disappeared.
The viewer sneered, slumped on the chair again, and cursed fiercely.
"Little bald donkey!"
The light gradually shifted, and the sounds outside the building were still noisy, but inside, there was a dead silence.
Including the Taoist in gray, the cracks between everyone's eyebrows were opening and closing, and rustling, rustling subtle sounds were heard continuously from the cracks.
It sounded like insects and ants eating grass leaves, and like the greasy sound of internal organs squeezing and squirming.
Sudden--
A bell rang slowly, purifying the heaven and earth. After the three bells rang, the heaven and earth became extremely pure.
"Coming!"
The man wearing human skin smiled and rubbed his eyebrows, so the cracks in the foreheads of everyone in the building quietly closed.
"Yuan Xiu, Ziding..."
As soon as he stepped out of the door, a young man stepping on Qingyun roared in. He grabbed the temple owner's arm and shouted:
"The Dharma conference has already begun, why don't you—"
The voice was still stuck in his throat, but the words stopped suddenly. The young man stopped speaking blankly, feeling a little at a loss.
The bright pearls are shining, and the interior of the building seems to be too dark, and the sound disappears. In the dead silence, no matter it is a young girl, a burly man, a beauty carrying a flower umbrella, or a young man in brocade wearing a high crown... everyone...
They all turned their heads and stared straight at the young man, motionless.
"you……"
"Yang Fu?" His wrist suddenly tightened, and the young man turned his head in shock. The Taoist in gray clothes seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and a gap appeared between his eyebrows: "The one with the highest level of Qi Blood is worth a taste."
呲——
His vision suddenly went dark, boundless pain hit him instantly, and the rustling sound resounded in the building again.
By the time the viewer wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and raised his head, the ceremony had already begun.
Zen music and praises are endless, and the crystal ceiling is floating. On the seven-foot-high nine-story jade platform, a handsome young man wearing a cassock and a crown on his head has his hands clasped together, and his body is held up by the jade light. On the jade platform, there is also a red-faced man.
The old monk, who was as bloody as blood, put his hand on the young man's head and was making a lion's roar.
"It's boring, it's pitiful..."
The owner of the temple smiled lightly and walked out of the temple. Every step he took was outlined with traces of mysterious patterns, forming a grand formation.
"What?"
"Is this a formation?"
"Isn't this guy from the Dongxiu Qi family?"
The movement of his steps has alarmed many people.
The sound of praise stopped for a moment, and even Bai Shu on the jade platform looked over in surprise and frowned slightly.
"Luo Yuanzhen! It's you!"
Short.
moment!
The abbot's roar sounded like thunder, and a huge Buddha stepped on the sky and pressed it down with one palm.
The golden giant palm that sealed the sky suddenly grabbed the sky, and in the astonished eyes of countless guests, it squeezed hard towards the viewer!
"Luo Yuanzhen! How dare you?!"
"There's nothing I dare not do."
The spectator whistled, his body flashed slightly, and immediately, the world was turned upside down!
Outside the cave, the void shook slightly, and before the abbot could stop it, a dragon claw larger than a giant golden palm suddenly came out and hit the wall of the cave hard!
In the dragon's body, countless rays of escaping light rose up, densely packed, covering the sky outside, killing endless lives!
Array ships, magic weapons, monks, mythical beasts... When the long and slender body of sparkling black light swam again, they all took action together and sealed their magical powers outside the cave!
Evil dragon skin!
"We only kill Vajra Temple and have nothing to do with anyone else. If you don't want to die, just stay there."
At the moment when the abbot's big hand and countless magical powers hit, the temple owner Shi Shiran opened a pearl umbrella, expressing his wishes.
"Feng shui takes turns." He smiled at Bai Shu on the jade platform: "Today, it's my turn."
puff--
The umbrella was opened, and then all the sounds disappeared.
In place, there was only dead silence...
…
…
…
It was dark, with no bright color at all. Baizhu walked on the dead and dark sea. All he could see was the tide, the endless tide.
"here……"
He frowned. It was only a short moment whether the abbot took action, the cave was attacked, or the Taoist in gray opened the umbrella.
Before Bai Shu could even react, he entered this strange area inexplicably.
"Luo Yuanzhen, the Master of Qingshen Temple? And that dragon claw..."
Baizhu shook the nine-color aperture behind his head to protect Zhou, with a myriad of thoughts: "What magic weapon can be so powerful? This -"
Sudden!
His eyebrows moved slightly, then suddenly turned around!
puff!
A big golden spear suddenly poked out, piercing the nine-color aperture and the protective light. In a thousandth of an instant, it pierced through Bai Shu's heart and held him on the tip of the spear.
"What kind of Buddha is this?" The sky shook slightly, and a young man wearing a purple gold crown and stepping on the Suzaku statue smiled: "It seems that this time, my contribution is the greatest!"
