In the Daleiyin Temple, Lin Huang's figure appeared again.
There is also an additional Song Changling.
When he entered the Great Leiyin Temple, Song Changling was stunned by the scene in front of him. At a glance, he seemed to see the boundless sea of Buddhism.
Dharma surges to the heavens.
The ancient power of mercy illuminates the sky.
In the vast ocean of Buddhism, there are countless withered or dead figures.
"Ahem..."
Song Changling coughed violently in the world of Buddhism, and his face seemed to turn extremely pale in an instant. It was like a battle between Confucianism and Buddhism. With his current views, he would naturally be defeated miserably!
"This is Senior Zhou Weixin!"
Lin Huang pointed to a withered figure in green sitting cross-legged in front of him.
"Don't think that it was easy for Senior Zhou Weixin to suppress thousands of evil demons in the Book Mountain Academy in Zhongzhou..."
Lin Huang said silently.
Song Changling frowned slightly, "Why is the teacher in Daleiyin Temple?"
Lin Huang shook his head, "As soon as he woke up, he left the Great Leiyin Temple, and as soon as he returned to the Great Leiyin Temple, he fell asleep again. Even if I can forcefully wake it up again, his physical body will not be able to revive, and it will be difficult for him to truly recover.
Get out of the Great Leiyin Temple!"
"That's it..."
Song Changling looked a little disappointed, then he rubbed his palms and said: "Do you need the realm of the Holy King?"
"Maybe!"
Lin Huang said with some uncertainty. He had been running around with his energy and blood, almost going crazy before he could awaken a trace of Zhou Weixin's soul. To completely revive the latter's physical body, Lin Huang really didn't know that after entering the realm of the Holy King,
Are you still sure?
"Is the teacher still safe in the Great Leiyin Temple?"
Song Changling asked again.
"Should be safe!"
Lin Huang nodded, "The reason why I can control the Great Thunder Sound Temple and enter and use it at will is probably because of the power of the Buddha contained in the Buddha's relics. As for the others... I'm afraid they are the group in the Xitian Buddha Kingdom.
A true Buddha may not be able to come in and out at will, he can only imprison others in!"
"The Buddhist Kingdom of the West made a big wedding dress for you!"
Song Changling smiled.
"I have been imprisoned for three years, so you must give me some compensation!"
Lin Huang curled his lips and smiled, then helped Song Changling, who was a little unsteady on his feet, and walked out of the Great Leiyin Temple, "So, don't be so arrogant in front of me. Don't think that you are powerful just because you have walked fifty steps of Tianjing Mountain."
You have made me angry, so I will lock you in too!"
"Any divine weapon that defies the heavens depends on the strength of the user. With your current strength at the martial saint level, you still can't imprison me!"
Song Changling hummed.
"I can enter the Holy King Realm at any time!"
Lin Huang raised his eyebrows and stopped arguing with Song Changling, who wanted to argue. "You appeared before, from the direction of Haoran Academy?"
Song Changling nodded, and then shook his head, "Thousands of years have passed, and the place has been completely deserted. The aura of awe-inspiring silence, the voice of Confucianism has disappeared... It is really hard to imagine that a thousand years ago, it was a Confucian house that shone on the glorious continent.
Holy Temple Academy!”
Lin Huang nodded silently, already having some thoughts in his heart.
In fact, after meeting Li Baiyi in the snow hut, he had a lot of thoughts... If he wanted to rise up in the world, the people around him would not be simple.
The Mingjiao sects that have become silent should have someone to take over.
Haoran Academy.
Shence Mansion.
Mingjiao Thirteen Kills!
Four images and four parts.
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Lin Huang held his sleeves with his hands and was already thinking about where these people around him should be in Li Baiyi's or Qin Xuance's plans, or in his own imagination.
"I'll take you to meet someone!"
At this moment, Qin Xuance suddenly spoke, his voice was not loud, and his expression seemed a bit secretive.
Lin Huang frowned slightly, and then followed him.
After bypassing several long corridors and entering a secret room of the Huang Clan's dojo, Lin Huang was immediately stunned.
In front of him stood a man with his back to him.
That man was dressed in white and had long hair like ink!
The figure was not burly, but very tall and straight, standing like a green pine. His back was turned to him, so he couldn't see the latter's expression clearly. But Lin Huang felt a trace of incomparable silent domineering from the latter.
Just like a tiger sleeping soundly in the jungle, no one knows that he is staring at the world all the time.
Moreover, that back figure felt very familiar to Lin Huang, so familiar!
Lin Huang also felt extremely kind to that person's aura, as if he was connected by blood.
Then, the man turned around...
All Lin Huang's expressions were frozen on his face.
"Who are you?"
Lin Huang blurted out.
"I am you!"
The man smiled slightly, and his clear voice contained a hint of deepness and stability.
And this voice, and Lin Huang's voice...
...exactly the same.
The person standing in front of Lin Huang looked exactly like Lin Huang!
The next moment, Lin Huang drew his sword and killed the man.
"Kill the God of Death with one strike!"
In the secret room, a line of blood shot from a distance.
No!
They are two blood lines, heading towards each other.
That man, he can actually kill a god with one strike!
Moreover, that man was just as strong as Lin Huang. When the two swords collided with each other, the man did not move at all, but Lin Huang retreated in defeat.
Lin Huang frowned greatly, and then the snow appeared again!
The man smiled and said nothing, raised his hand to put away the knife, his eyes were full of sadness, and the whole body was covered with snow, and he was cold and cold!
Lin Huang was even more shocked, and then transformed into countless white clothes in the form of three thousand worlds.
The man waved and smiled, and behind him were countless people in white clothes.
"Da Leiyin Temple!"
Lin Huang let out a long roar, and the sound of Buddha's voice surged towards the man.
At the same time, above the forest wasteland, there was a Great Leiyin Temple with brilliant Buddha light descending from the sky!
Lin Huang suddenly froze on the spot, like a clay or wood sculpture!
He looked at himself in front of him...and couldn't come back to his senses for a long time...
Myself...when did I have an extra self...
Then, Lin Huang turned to look at Qin Xuance and said, "Who is he?"
"Who are you? How dare you impersonate Lin Huang!"
Qin Xuance frowned and stared at Lin Huang, with anger in his eyes.
Lin Huang's heart skipped a beat...
However, before Lin Huang could react, Qin Xuance laughed and asked, "Can you tell which of you is real?"
"joke!"
Lin Huang snorted coldly, how could he not know, how could he not know whether he was himself, unless there was something wrong with his brain.
Qin Xuance looked at Lin Huang suspiciously, as if he was wondering if there was something wrong with Lin Huang's mind.
Then, Lin Huang began to look at himself in front of him, and frowned slightly. He did have another self, which was Wuqing Linhuang, but at this moment, Wuqing Linhuang was still sealed in his sea of consciousness, and it was impossible to come out!
"Is it possible..."
Lin Huang put his hand on his chin, then frowned and looked at Qin Xuance inquiringly, saying: "Crying to hide the truth?"
Qin Xuance smiled without refuting or agreeing, and then waved to Lin Huang in front of him.
Lin Huang didn't know what kind of medicine Qin Xuance bought in the gourd, but he saw that the face, body shape, clothes, and voice of the person in front of him changed rapidly, and he suddenly became another person.
The man knelt down on one knee in front of Lin Huang, unable to conceal his excitement in his voice:
"Wei Wuji, the night watchman of the Zuojia Ming Cult, is here to join us!"