He thought that he was going to send this little witch in red back to Xingtian Temple without anyone noticing.
But he never realized that this little demon girl in red had already seen clearly what he was thinking...wanted to leave him in the Xingtian Temple?
"Miss Qingcheng, why don't we say goodbye here! The poor monk has something important to do. The poor monk is going to save all sentient beings!"
Lingxu clasped his hands together and said.
"Not even a mile away!"
Jun Qingcheng snorted coldly, "If you have the ability, why don't you give it a try?"
"Girl Qingcheng, monks also have anger!"
Lingxu said gloomily.
"Oh...what does that have to do with me?"
Jun Qingcheng spread her hands, "Are you leaving or not?"
"Amitabha!"
Lingxu clasped his hands together, his face full of sorrow.
He knew in his heart that if he went to Xingtian Temple, it would be very difficult to turn back.
Looking at Lingxu's helpless figure in front of her, Jun Qingcheng fell into deep thought. Her clear eyes flashed with sharp edges from time to time.
Along the way, although the two were entangled endlessly.
But there is an unexpected danger approaching...
Moreover, the closer you get to Xingtian Temple, the more dangerous it is!
…
The two people walked all the way towards the boundary of Xingtian Temple.
Lingxu was sulking and didn't want to pay attention to Jun Qingcheng.
Jun Qingcheng also became unusually quiet!
Gradually, the two of them approached the boundary of Xingtian Temple.
Lingxu raised his head, feeling the soaring fighting spirit behind the mountains and rivers in front of him, clasping his hands together, "Amitabha, worthy of being the Xingtian Temple, with surging fighting spirit, suppressing all directions!"
"Let's go!"
Jun Qingcheng shouted angrily. As soon as Lingxu opened his mouth, she knew what the latter was thinking.
"Miss Qingcheng... I guess the young monk won't be able to leave!"
Lingxu suddenly turned around, looked at Jun Qingcheng and smiled slightly.
Then, before Jun Qingcheng could react, Lingxu turned around again, looking at the two mountains dozens of miles apart on the left and right, clasped his hands together, and sounded like a yellow bell:
"The two donors are here for the young monk?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Jun Qingcheng's expression changed.
She did not expect that Lingxu, who seemed angry and immersed in his own world, was extremely keen and noticed the danger before she did.
And the next moment, a figure appeared on the two mountains to the left and right of the two people.
On the hilltop on the left, there is a middle-aged man wearing a black robe.
Middle-aged people have no legs.
But his snake tail winds down the mountain and is a thousand feet long.
On the hilltop on the right, a young Taoist boy appeared.
The little Taoist boy has snow-white hair and beard, and his eyes reflect the vicissitudes and enlightenment of the world.
Jun Qingcheng looked at the two people and her expression changed.
"Amitabha!"
His spirit was straight, he clasped his hands and recited Buddhist words, "Before the young monk was imprisoned in the Great Leiyin Temple, he once walked through the world of mortals. At that time, the young monk heard that there was a black evil king in the Panyao Temple!"
"I have also heard that in the Jiutian Taiqing Palace, there is a rejuvenating immortal named Qingfengzi!"
"Presumably, it's the two of you!"
In the void, there was no response to Lingxu's words for a long time.
Only the tense atmosphere gradually intensified in the void, getting stronger and stronger...
It was Heisha Tianjun and Qingfengzi looking at each other.
"Who are you?"
About half a quarter of an hour later, the Heisha Tianjun with the head of a human and the body of a snake suddenly lowered his head and stared at Lingxu.
In an instant, Lingxu heard the sound of heaven in his mind, and terrible screams rushed in his mind, seeming to want to destroy his soul.
"Little monk... the Buddha Kingdom in the West, Lingxu!"
Lingxu covered his head and said the most truthful words.
"Lingxu? The Lingxu who was suppressed under the Great Leiyin Temple?"
Qingfengzi pointed and said, then he shook his head, "No... you are not Lingxu, you are Lin Huang? I feel a power that does not belong to Buddhism in your body!"
"Lin Huang?"
Hearing this name, Lingxu looked back at Jun Qingcheng, hoping to find the answer from her.
However, at this moment, Jun Qingcheng had disappeared.
The next moment, Lin Huang also disappeared.
"Um?"
On the top of the mountain on the left, the Black Demon King gave a puzzled hum, and finally raised a sinister smile on his face, "It turned out to be the power of time... The power of the Jun family does have some tricks. It's a pity..."
The Black Evil Lord shook his head, then slowly stretched out a finger and said:
"seal up!"
Just as the words fell, the mountains and rivers three hundred miles below instantly froze.
Jun Qingcheng and Lin Huang, who were hidden in the years, were intercepted over time and gradually revealed their true bodies.
"break!"
At this moment, Qingfengzi on the hilltop on the right waved the fly whisk in his hand.
Before they finished speaking, the invisible power of the seal around the two people disappeared.
And the whisk in Qingfengzi's hand also turned into a long river, rolling towards Lingxu!
On the top of the mountain on the left, the Black Evil Lord sneered, not worried that his soul would be taken away by Qingfengzi. Because... he let out a long roar and killed Qingfengzi.
…
In an instant, a shocking battle broke out over three thousand miles of mountains and rivers.
The Holy Emperor Heisha Tianjun, who was not born in the Panyao Temple, fights against the immortal Taoist Qing Fengzi of Jiutian Taiqing Palace.
Two people...
All became famous hundreds of years ago.
Not born for a long time.
But now, he is fighting for a little monk named Lingxu who is unknown to the world.
The fly whisk was waved, and between the vertical and horizontal lines of the black robe, mountains and rivers broke apart, and the void collapsed... There were thunders rolling above the head, and long snakes and thunderbolts in the void!
On the contrary, Lingxu and Jun Qingcheng had nothing to do in this dark battle.
"Not far ahead is the boundary of Xingtian Temple!"
Jun Qingcheng whispered in Xu's ear, "Besides... there should be strong men coming from Xingtian Temple! Brother Lin Huang, don't worry!"
Lingxu smiled.
"I really can't send Miss Qingcheng to Xingtian Temple!"
After saying that, Lingxu stood up, looked at the two people fighting in the void, and said calmly: "Since the Temple of the Ten Thousand Demons and the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace are here for the poor monk, then... what is behind the Xingtian Temple?"
Jun Qingcheng suddenly frowned, and then she quickly waved her hands, "No... I just want you to go to Xingtian Temple with me, and let my grandfather take a look at why your memory is biased!"
Lingxu shook his head, "The young monk is actually a bit smart! Miss Qingcheng, you have good intentions, but can you really guarantee my fate after entering the Xingtian Temple?"
"Amitabha, since two of the three ancient tribes have appeared, the third one is not far away! The young monk really doesn't want to implicate the girl Qingcheng, so the girl has to walk the last ten miles by herself. The poor monk... wants to say goodbye.
Got it!"
After saying that, Lingxu suddenly flew out upside down.
His figure wiped a streak of light in the void, and then disappeared!
Jun Qingcheng immediately frowned and headed towards the place where Lingxu disappeared. At this moment, how could she let Lingxu leave alone...