The blue sky is as clean as a wash and there are no clouds in the sky. As the morning sun rises, the huge temple complex is enveloped by the sound of Sanskrit.
Chongnan Temple is located on a piece of flat land among the mountains. Perhaps because of the large number of disciples, the entire flat land has been covered by courtyards, and there are also some scattered attics on the surrounding mountainside.
However, if you look down from the air, you can still clearly distinguish several important places of Chongnan Temple.
The majestic palace at the entrance is called Tianmen Hall. Beyond Tianmen Hall, there is a huge open space. On both sides of the open space, there are densely packed meditation rooms. This area is mostly occupied by Buddhist disciples with low cultivation level.
Going further inside are the Heavenly King's Hall, the Mahavira Hall, and the Sutra-Tibetan Pavilion.
The area near the Sutra Pavilion is basically populated by monks with higher levels of cultivation, and it has become a defensive force invisibly.
In the main hall, twelve eminent monks at the level of Tongluo (whose strength is at the same level as the gods) are chanting sutras with their eyes closed. Behind them are nearly a hundred Buddhist disciples at the level of spiritual fetuses (whose strength is the same as Yuanying).
Almost no one will be absent from morning classes at Chongnan Temple.
As in the past, a certain eminent monk at the Vajra realm usually came to give the lesson, but this time, all the eminent monks at the Vajra realm of Chongnan Temple were out, so only these twelve coppers could take over the job.
At this time, the disciples below the realm of spiritual fetus are conducting morning classes in the Heavenly King Hall and the Shanmen Hall.
Surrounding the Sutra Pavilion are the remaining four bronze statues. The Sutra Pavilion is of great significance to Chongnan Temple, so no matter what time, there will be people guarding it.
Suddenly, the ground trembled slightly, and the sound of morning classes suddenly stopped.
All the monks in Chongnan Temple opened their eyes one after another.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
With several loud noises, dozens of monster beasts of different shapes rushed in around Tianmen Hall.
In the Tianmen Hall, the disciples with low cultivation levels were caught off guard, and the necks of more than a dozen people were immediately torn to pieces.
In front of the hall, the person leading the class was a disciple in the spiritual realm. He shouted loudly, and the Zen stick instantly appeared in the palm of his hand.
Although these monsters were coming menacingly, his mind was extremely clear. He looked towards the palace and shouted loudly: "Don't be alarmed! Don't be alarmed! Follow me to meet the enemy!" Then, the Zen sticks flew and were eliminated in an instant.
A monster.
At this time, hundreds more disciples of the Beast Control Sect rushed in, and the disciples in the hall fell one after another like leeks.
Having been in the pure land of Buddhism for a long time, these disciples have never seen such a scene.
As they cried and howled, tens of thousands of short feather arrows were instantly shot from outside the hall. The spiritual fetus realm disciple who was leading the class looked outside and saw a plump man standing on a large, hairless bird.
The man struck the bird on the back with his palm, and immediately another burst of arrows struck...
"No! There is an enemy in Tianmen Palace! Follow me and rescue my fellow disciples quickly!"
In the Heavenly King Hall and the Main Hall, everyone stood up in an instant.
From the sky to the ground, the eminent monks and disciples of Chongnan Temple rushed toward the Shanmen Hall like locusts.
Even in the world of cultivation that was riddled with disputes tens of thousands of years ago, no one dared to invade Chongnan Temple, which is known as the best temple in the world.
But now, someone dares to directly attack the mountain gate of Chongnan Temple. This is a naked humiliation for every disciple in the temple.
Buddha is just faith, not blind tolerance.
In the world of cultivation, tolerance is an absolute false proposition. If you want to survive, if you face anything that challenges you, regardless of Buddhism, you will immediately use thunderous means to suppress it.
As the largest temple, Chongnan Temple is even more so.
At this time, the eyes of these bald heads were red. They wanted to see who could be so bold.
In the Sutra Pavilion, four eminent monks from the Tongluo Realm had stern eyes.
Although they heard the thundering sound, they did not dare to move at all, because what they wanted to protect were the scriptures that had been passed down by Chongnan Temple for tens of thousands of years.
These scriptures are also the foundation of Chongnan Temple.
Without it, Chongnan Temple will become a rootless duckweed.
In the sky, eight figures approached quickly.
Before a few people could react, in front of each of them stood an elder or director of the Beast Control Sect.
Around them, monster beasts of various shapes kept sticking out their tongues.
From the aura of the person who came, the four Tongluo had already judged that the person's realm must be a master in the Mahayana stage.
But they were not afraid, their eyes were still burning.
The hand holding the Zen staff made a "clucking" sound.
"Take action!" Jiuying ordered, and the others were about to take action. Suddenly, a dozen golden figures fell from the sky.
The four Tongluo looked at their fellow disciples who joined them again, neither surprised nor happy.
Looking at this group of Buddhist monks whose cultivation was completely lower than their own, there was no trace of fear on their faces. Several people from the Beast Control Sect couldn't help but exchange glances. It was obvious that they didn't like this group of people in their hearts.
The monk still felt a little respect.
"Mi! Well! Mou! Ni..."
A strange Sanskrit sound sounded, and all the coppers closed their eyes one after another.
In the sky, a golden light suddenly fell.
The bodies of all the Tongluo suddenly turned golden.
What's even more strange is that their bodies sank slowly, and for a moment, only their upper bodies were still exposed.
"What are these monks doing?"
"No matter what tricks they do, it can't change the fact that they are only in the Tongluo realm!" Elder Jiao Tu looked at the Tongluo in front of him, and his beard almost stood up.
The chanting of Sanskrit continued, and the bodies of the coppers were still sinking.
After a breath or two, even his head sank.
"You're not going to run away, are you?" Several members of the Beast Control Sect looked at each other.
Suddenly, the ground shook violently, and the stone slab flew directly into the sky.
Huge hands with gnarled muscles popped up, and those big hands were more than ten feet long.
The giant beasts surrounded the Sutra Pavilion, like an octopus, covering the Sutra Pavilion.
Elder Jiao Tu snorted coldly and attacked a giant hand.
Suddenly, a huge golden fist struck him. Jiao Tu immediately grunted and flew away.
Then, the giant hand covered the Sutra Pavilion's body again.
Not far away, Venerable Sanliang Vajra was floating in mid-air.
He smiled slightly and said to himself: "These guys who sit in the well and look at the sky, think that if they have a Mahayana realm, they can come to Chongnan Temple to run wild. They don't know that the foundation of Chongnan Temple is so profound that they can't imagine it at all.
.This Giant Spirit Formation is only a display of the Eighteen Copper Luo, and they can't do anything about it, let alone..."
"Huh?" Sanliang's expression suddenly looked a little surprised, "Why is there one person missing? There are only seventeen people?"
"not good!"
Sanliang shouted loudly and instantly appeared in the Main Hall.
In the main hall, between the eyebrows of the statue in the middle, there is a hole half a man's height.
At the foot of the statue, a Tongluo with a dark face fell to the ground in a faint.
"What the Beast Control Sect is planning! It's actually that thing! This matter can't be overstated!" As he said this, he took off a Buddhist bead from his neck in threes and twos. A golden light flashed and the beads disappeared instantly.
Then, three or two immediately rushed into the hole.
Deep underground, in front of Yunmanlou, is a fluorescent lotus platform. On the lotus platform is a spiritual fetus with its eyes closed.
The spiritual fetus is only two inches tall, but the aura exuding from its whole body is filled with overwhelming Buddha thoughts.
It is clearly dead, but its body remains intact.
Now I am sitting on the lotus platform, and there seems to be distant and simple Sanskrit sounds coming out of my body.
The non-existent sound spread like ripples, and deep down here, Yun Manlou felt that his soul was much quieter.
Suddenly, Sanliang landed between Yunmanlou and Lotus Terrace. He looked back at the Lotus Terrace, and then stared at Yunmanlou.
"Who are you?"
Yun Manlou raised his head and replied: "Master Yun Manlou of the Beast Control Sect!"
"Yun Manlou? Manlou?" Sanliang suddenly flashed his eyes and shouted: "Who are you, Banque?"
"I didn't expect that there are people in this world who know Banque..."
Sanliang sneered: "The number of people who know that Master Mind's spiritual fetus is here can be counted on one hand. Your and his names are so similar, it's not difficult to guess them!"
"It doesn't matter!" Yun Manlou shook his head, "Whether you guessed it or not, today, I just want to take away the things behind you. And you, I'm afraid you don't have the ability to stop me!"
"Oh?" Sanliang snorted coldly: "Since Banque has something to do with you, you should know who I am!"
"Of course I know." Yun Manlou took a step forward confidently and said: "The second disciple of Xinzhi, the junior brother of the legendary Trinity Vajra Venerable, the one with the dharma name Sanliang is you, right?"
[Author's digression]: Three 1's, a very lonely chapter.