"Baozhu Chanyuan was named after it. I thought it was opened by a monk." Hong Ni couldn't help but be slightly surprised when she saw that none of the dozens of monks had bald heads.
Although no one has a bald head, everyone is wearing the clothes of a Buddhist disciple, which is very curious.
The man in the red monk's robes at the head asked angrily, "Who are you? You are so evil. Where did the evil come from?"
"Are you saying that this evil emperor is very evil?" Chen Xuan's lips curled up slightly, "I regret to inform you that there is a dangerous place hidden in your Baozhu Temple, and the evil spirits inside are worse than this evil emperor.
Too much."
"Bold! Dare you slander our hospital as harboring evil spirits? Get beaten!"
Dozens of monks took action together, inspiring the Buddha's light to strike Chen Xuan.
Before Chen Xuan could take action, with one wave of his red sword, dozens of Buddha lights were cut into nothingness.
"Buddhist forces are indeed all the same. Wars between good and evil have broken out in the Kongsang Immortal Domain, and the tide of chaotic beasts has completely disappeared from Baozhu Temple. They will hide in a corner of the mountains."
Being scolded by Hong Ni, the leading monk snorted coldly: "Our Baozhu Temple is originally a secluded sect, and it has long been separated from Xitian. What does the outbreak of war in Kongsang Immortal Domain have to do with us?"
"A bunch of shrunken turtles!" Hong Ni looked scornful and waved his sword finger again, slashing out hundreds or thousands of sword energy, casually beating these lay disciples to pieces and breaking the magic weapon.
"Amitabha!"
An old man wearing a monk's hat flew out of the mountain gate, clasping his hands together to activate the golden light that filled the sky and shot towards the red neon.
Seeing this, Chu Yun moved her sword as she pleased, defeating the golden light.
The next moment, more powerful golden immortals flew out of the gate of Baozhu Temple, six in total, standing side by side with the old man wearing a monk's hat, as if facing a formidable enemy.
The cultivation abilities displayed by Chu Yun and Hong Ni put great pressure on these golden immortal Buddhist cultivators.
"The three benefactors, Lao Na is the abbot of Baozhu Chanyuan, his name is world-weary. I wonder why the three of them came out of the blue and made things difficult for the disciples of our monastery?"
The old man wearing a monk's hat spoke, and the golden light in his eyes was like two suns, so dazzling that it was difficult to look directly at him.
However, no matter Chu Yun, Hong Ni or Chen Xuan, they could all look into the eyes of this world-weary master without any pressure.
"It's nothing, it's just that there is a dangerous place hidden in your Baozhu Temple. This evil emperor wants to take me, Master Chu Yun and Uncle Hong Ni, to explore it." Chen Xuan's tone was easy-going, but his request was domineering.
The world-weary master couldn't help but frown: "Our hospital has settled here for millions of years and has never found any dangerous place hidden in the mountains. Did the donor find the wrong place?"
"Absolutely," Chen Xuan said categorically, "If you don't let this evil emperor go in and eliminate the evil things in the dangerous place in time, you will regret it."
A white-haired old monk cursed angrily: "Is there such a tyrannical person as you in the world? What kind of place do you think our Baozhu Temple is?"
"I wanted to reason with you, but I guess you old monks won't listen. Forget it, let my master and uncle take action." Chen Xuan shook his head and sighed.
Such crazy words and deeds made all the old disciples of the Baozhu Chan Dean angry. "Abbot, world-weary, if you can catch my three swords, we will leave immediately. If you can't catch it, let us in."
How about exploring the dangerous place?" Since Chu Yun accepted Chen Xuan's theory of kingship, she has become vigorous and resolute in her actions.
stand up.
"Since the three of you have humiliated Baozhu Temple like this, I have no choice but to take action."
The world-weary master's eyes shone brightly, and his whole aura suddenly changed. The golden light covered the sky and covered the earth, showing the surging power of Buddha.
Hongni looked at it and pretended to be surprised: "I didn't expect that a small Baozhu Zen Temple would have a sixth-level Daluo Jinxian like you sitting in charge. It's a pity that you are facing me, Junior Sister Chu."
At this time, Chu Yun had already presented the Myriad Sword Box given by Chen Xuan, but did not immediately activate the fairy sword inside.
Instead, he waited for the world-weary master to activate his defensive skills before gently patting the sword box.
A sword cry resounded through the sky, and the most ordinary sword flew out of the Wonderful Sword Box.
"Abbot Shiyan, be careful." Chu Yun reminded him politely, using his thoughts to drive the sword through the void and stabbing the master of Shiyan without any change.
The world-weary master's expression suddenly changed, and he immediately clasped his hands together. Sanskrit sigils formed one after another in front of him, but were instantly pierced by the long sword.
The other eminent monks couldn't help but be shocked.
The world-weary master was so surprised that he sacrificed a Buddhist treasure in the shape of an ancient bell. The body-protecting power was activated, but it was shattered by the sword in an instant.
"This can be considered the second sword." Chu Yun had already deliberately let go.
But as a result, the world-weary master became even more embarrassed. He shouted loudly and clamped the long sword that was thrust in front of him between his clasped palms.
A faint smile appeared on the corners of Chu Yun's lips, and an unstoppable sword intent merged into the long sword, forcing the world-weary master to loosen his hands and yell at Lao Na to admit defeat!
If it had been a moment later, his palms would have been injured by the sword's will, causing the source to be damaged.
"I accept it." Chu Yun put the long sword back into the Myriad Sword Box. The world-weary master sighed: "Donor Chu has actually cultivated into a nine-turn Daluo Golden Immortal and stepped into the Immortal King level. I am ashamed of myself."
