A majestic Buddhist sound sounded in Jinshan Temple, all the pilgrims calmed down, and an old monk wearing cassocks stepped out of the temple gate.
"Buddhism is a pure place, don't be presumptuous!"
"Stop talking nonsense, old monk, please release my sister, or I will flood the golden mountain and destroy your century-old temple!"
"The little demon snake, uttering arrogant words, suppress it!"
The old monk waved his hand, and the cassock flew out from behind and turned into a golden cloud that enveloped the place.
"cut!"
Xiao Qing pulled out the Hundred Flowers Sword from her bun, and slashed out with the sword. A bolt of sword energy broke out of the sheath, cut through the layers of clouds, and landed on the golden clouds.
Click!
The golden cloud was split in half, changed back to its original shape, flew back, and fell into the hands of the old monk.
Seeing the split in his cassock, the old monk was heartbroken. The magic weapon was damaged. He didn't know how much spiritual materials and time it would take to restore it to its original state.
"Little snake demon, today I will suppress you in this Jinshan Temple forever and ever!"
The old monk clasped his hands together, and the Buddha's light bloomed from behind, transforming into a demon-conquering pestle, a Bodhidharma sword, a demon-suppressing shovel, an evening drum, a morning bell, orbs, etc. All kinds of weapons came out and killed him like a strong wind and rain.
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Facing the overwhelming weapons, Xiaoqing waved the Hundred Flowers Sword.
Every time the sword was struck, it was like a sword energy. Wherever it passed, the void cracked, the lake surface exploded, fish and shrimp flew, and each of the manifested weapons was chopped into pieces.
Xiaobai and Wanhualin are in tune with each other, and so is Xiaoqing. This is the reason why Lu Qian asked Xiaoqing to bear Xiaobai's karma. Wanhualin has been sacrificed by Xiaoqing for nearly a year, and the compatibility has reached one-tenth.
This one-tenth may seem small, but Wanhualin is a Taoist weapon. At its peak, it can exert the power of tens of millions of galloping horses. One-tenth is millions, and it is a trivial matter to kill the world.
Xiao Qing holds the Hundred Flowers Sword, which consumes very little mana.
It is powerful and consumes less magic, which creates the scene of Xiaoqing killing everyone with his sword.
"What a powerful magic weapon!"
The old monk's eyes shone brightly, and his heart was full of greed. He clasped his hands together and shouted: "The mighty heavenly dragon, Prajna Buddhas, the Dharma is powerless!"
Rumble! The world collapsed, and a huge golden palm fell from the sky.
In an instant, the Buddha's light shone everywhere, the Zen sound burst out, and the infinite Buddha power suppressed it. Suddenly, Xiaoqing felt that the void around him was stagnant, like mercury, and he felt like he was struggling to move forward.
With a sweet shout, Xiao Qing swung the Hundred Flowers Sword with difficulty, and struck out with a sword. The sword energy was unsheathed and flew into the air, breaking through layers of resistance and cutting the golden palm into two pieces. But strangely, the two halves
The golden palm did not collapse, but continued to fall down.
Xiao Qing continued to slash with his sword, cutting his palm into pieces, but he still couldn't stop it, and as the palm got closer, the pressure on Xiao Qing's body became heavier, making it almost difficult to move.
At Nanli Mountain, Lu Qian was sitting cross-legged, with a golden halo hanging behind his head, and sounds of dusk drums and morning bells all over his body.???.
After learning the lesson from last time, he specially set aside his energy to monitor all directions, so he knew about the native dog Dudou as soon as he arrived at the snake-catching village.
Afterwards, under his guidance, Xiao Qing went down to Nanli Mountain and headed to Jinshan Temple.
At this moment, there was a water mirror hanging in front of him, with a picture of Xiao Qing and the old monk fighting in it.
This is the Thousand Miles Water Realm Technique.
Thousands of miles is just a name, and the distance will increase as the magic power increases. In other words, the stronger the magic power is, the wider the monitoring range of the Thousand Miles Water Mirror Technique can be.
Lu Qian couldn't help but sigh when he saw that Xiaoqing kept swinging the Hundred Flowers Sword and chopped the palm into hundreds of pieces without stopping.
"I have been practicing with me for more than half a year, but I still use brute force!"
In fact, this is not Xiaoqing's fault, it is mainly because the way of cultivation in this world is like this.
Not like the eternal world.
Spirit beasts, when they are in the physical secret realm, still have the bodies of spirit beasts, but they have the intelligence of teenagers and can also communicate spiritually with people.
Once you break through to the secret realm of supernatural powers, you will transform into a beast. Your intelligence will be the same as that of an adult, and your cultivation methods will be the same as those of humans. There will be almost no distinction between humans and beasts.
In the world of White Snake, the only way to truly become a human being is to become an immortal.
Even after becoming immortals, some demon immortals still travel without changing their appearance, with their claws, legs, tails, and even their heads still on their heads, and their fighting methods are still the same as before.
Xiao Qing was like this. He felt that the magic weapon was powerful, so he used brute force to kill the enemy. He didn't know how to adapt, which resulted in the current passive situation.
You must know that the Baihua Sword is transformed from the Ten Thousand Flower Forest, and the Taoist weapon can be ever-changing. Can it only stimulate the sword energy?
At this time, the golden palms that had been cut into thousands of pieces suddenly transformed into adult-sized palms. They were all slapped down, causing Xiaoqing to vomit blood and finally fell on a rock.
"Little snake demon, you have a single fighting style and lack of experience in fighting enemies. You rely on brute force to defend yourself against the enemy. How can you fight with me!" The old monk waved his palm and took the Baihua Sword and held it in his hand to play with.
The spirit went in and saw the dense formation, and couldn't help but laugh.
At this moment, Lu Qian stretched out his finger and clicked on it from thousands of miles away.
The old monk was playing with the Hundred Flower Sword, and he had no idea that a huge golden finger appeared silently above his head.
As soon as the golden finger appeared, it clicked on the old monk. The old monk spurted blood and screamed. He was poked all the way by the fingers and pressed directly to the ground. With a bang, he was pressed to the ground and was crushed back and forth by the fingers like an ant.
The old monk's bones crackled and exploded, and he didn't know how many were broken. Finally, he screamed and was crushed to pieces by his fingers.
A ray of golden light flew out of the body and flew towards the temple.
"Or a clone? Buddhists really like to play tricks behind the scenes!" Lu Qian smiled lightly.
Boom!
A huge breath erupted from a cave in the back mountain of Jinshan Temple, and the entire Jinshan Temple was shaken three times.
A golden light burst out of the hole and transformed into a young and handsome monk.
This monk has a solemn and solemn expression, a calm expression, and a long golden mark between his eyebrows, like a raised heavenly eye.
"He Fang monk, destroy my clone, come out quickly!"
The young monk clasped his hands together and spoke softly, his voice seeming to reach all corners of the world.
"For a rat like you who uses tricks behind your back and shows his tail, it would be a good choice to use the same method to fight back at you!"
As he spoke, Lu Qian pointed, and a golden finger spanned thousands of miles and appeared in the sky of Jinshan Temple.
This finger is shining with golden light, the evening drums and morning bells are ringing, and the phantom images of Bodhisattvas and Buddhas are flashing around the finger.
The young monk sensed the pure Buddha power on his fingers, which even far exceeded the Buddha energy in his own body. He was shocked and cried out: "This is my Buddhist practice. Why have I never seen it before? What kind of practice is this?"
?I understand, you learned this skill secretly and deserve to be killed!"
"The mighty heavenly dragon, Prajna Buddhas, and Vajra protectors are destroyed!"
The young monk made seals with his hands, and the Buddha's light bloomed behind him. A Vajra with angry eyes jumped out, brandished a long stick, shot into the air, and hit his fingers.
The sticks struck each other, and the bright aurora shot out. The sky suddenly opened with cracks. It could not withstand the force of the collision and began to break.
The Buddha's light from the golden finger flourished, and bursts of Zen sound resounded in all directions. The long stick broke open with a rumble, and was pointed at the center of the eyebrows of Angry-Eye Vajra. With a click, the center of Angry-Eye Vajra's eyebrows cracked, and then the whole collapsed, like the Big Bang of the universe, breaking into pieces.
Grains and pieces are sputtered out.
His finger shot through the air and pointed directly at the young monk.
"Prajna Baba coax!"
The young monk held the lotus seal with his hand, and the Buddha's light shone in his eyes. A golden divine bird spread its wings and flew into the sky, hitting his finger with its head. The two offset each other and exploded into a huge mushroom cloud.
"The mighty heavenly dragon, the World-Honored Ksitigarbha, the monster, are here!"
Buddha's light surged around the young monk, and a golden dragon roared out. The power of the dragon radiated in all directions. Suddenly the sky collapsed and the earth exploded, and the lake was blown up hundreds of meters high.
"After all, I have just started to learn the Great Purdue Technique. It is a little weak. Heaven, earth and heaven move. Listen to my order and go..."
The faint voice echoed in all directions, and a five-color brilliance fell from the sky, shining in all directions.
In the brilliance, a five-color pagoda slowly condensed out, suppressing it like a meteor, crushing the golden dragon, and then the five-color pagoda hung in the void. At the bottom of the tower, the brilliance rotated, and a whirlpool black hole was formed.
The huge suction force was like an invisible rope wrapped around the young monk, slowly sucking him in.
The young monk shot out golden palms one after another, which were absorbed by the Five-Color Pagoda, but he did not stop and tried to use his magic power to explode the Five-Color Pagoda.
Little did he know that this five-color pagoda was made up of the Great Five-Shaped Technique and was indestructible to all magic. No matter how much magic power there was, it would be consumed by the energy of the Five Elements.
The young monk miscalculated and was sucked into the Five-Colored Pagoda.
"As a member of the Buddhist sect, if you act wantonly and manipulate the fate of others, you should be suppressed for five hundred years as a warning to future generations!"
The faint words spread between heaven and earth, and the five-color pagoda rose into the sky, flew to Nanli Mountain thousands of miles away, and landed.
At the moment when it was combined with the ground, the Five-Colored Pagoda turned into a stone tower. The power of Wutu on the tower was connected with the earth energy of Fangyuan 500 miles away, and they were tightly combined, completely suppressing the young monk.
Whoa! The Baihua Sword shot back and fell steadily into Xiao Qing's hands.
Xiaoqing glanced blankly at the Baihua Sword, and then looked into the void.
"Lu Qian, is that you?"
"Not stupid!" Lu Qian's voice came from the sky.
"It's really you. You are so powerful. How did you suppress that monk? What is the Five Color Pagoda?" Xiao Qing asked chirpingly.
"Let's talk about this later. You left the mountain without permission and committed the same crime as Xiaobai. How should you be punished?"
Xiao Qing hurriedly lowered her head, "You have already said that I am yours. You can punish me however you want. Anyway, I can't live without you in this life."
"Be smarter than your sister, good! From now on, the cause and effect between you and Xiaobai will be cut off and you will never see each other again as punishment!"
Upon hearing this, Xiaoqing turned pale with anxiety. She went to Jinshan Temple with all the effort just to save Xiaobai.
Even though he was thousands of miles apart, Lu Qian still had an insight into Xiao Qing's thoughts, "Actually, you don't need to save her. She is gone. She is very safe. The relationship between you and him has been broken."
A golden light came, wrapping Xiaoqing and fleeing into the distance. Due to various problems, the address has been changed. Please save the new address to avoid getting lost.