1615.Chapter 1615 (Monthly Pass for Zen Tribulation)
The ancient temple has long since disappeared without a trace.
The Lord Pure Land Buddha turned his palms up, golden clouds roared, and an ancient temple was once again condensed.
Qin Xuan glanced coldly at the two Buddha Lords and said calmly: "Before the grand event begins, the Twelve-leaf Golden Immortal Lotus will be delivered to Yichan Temple."
Qin Xuan walked forward, Xiao Wu behind him, saluted the two Immortal Vein Buddha Lords, and then looked towards Wu Kong.
"Father, please die first..."
"Liao Chen, are you still willing to call me your adopted father?" Wukong's face was as pale as ashes, and he looked at Xiao Wu with trembling eyes.
"Father, you can just say it..." Xiao Wu smiled gently, the Buddha's light reflected her charming face, "How can you refuse when you are dead?"
She nodded slightly to Wu Kong, and then followed Qin Xuan.
"Okay, you are not a child!"
"You're not going to ignore me? Qin Xuan!"
"I'll kiss you secretly, why are you so stingy..."
Xiao Wu spoke softly, making Wukong's eyes turn red.
"Wukong, let it go!"
"There are always few evil people in the world, and not everyone is a devil." The master of Xianchan Temple sighed softly.
"If you feel sorry for yourself, you will still have a long life, so why wait for nothing?"
"Yes, Temple Master!" Wu Kong looked up to the sky, clasped his hands together, "Amitabha!"
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Outside the ancient temple, under the gaze of many immortals, Qin Xuan and Xiao Wu walked one behind the other.
"Qin Xuan!" Xiao Wu smiled bitterly, looking at the white clothes.
Qin Xuan finally paused slightly, "I'm not angry!"
Xiao Wu was slightly startled, her eyes lowered.
Qin Xuan turned his head and patted Xiao Wu's head gently, "This is just an example, we won't do it next time!"
His voice was soft, his eyes were calm as he turned around.
The vast sky of stars has complex cause and effect. If you are like one, how can you not be contaminated at all?
The disaster was unavoidable, and Qin Changqing alone could sever the rest.
Si Huangquan!
You almost died three times in your previous life. In this life, I want to see if you can survive under my Qin Changqing sword.
Xiao Wu raised her head, looked at Qin Xuan, and raised the corners of her mouth slightly.
She pursed her lips and seemed to be snickering, like a child stealing candy and enjoying herself.
Immediately, she followed Qin Xuan and stood next to Qin Xuan.
Everything seemed like it had never happened.
Only the many supreme immortals looked at a loss, until the two great Buddha Lords walked out and slowly dispersed.
Three thousand gold clouds, Qin Xuan and Xiao Wu are running rampant.
At this moment, Qin Xuan's eyes moved slightly, and a sound transmission jade slip appeared in his hand.
"Qing Emperor, Yichan Temple is in trouble!"
"Disaster!?"
The sound fell into Xiao Wu's ears, causing Xiao Wu's expression to change slightly.
This was Yun Yu's message transmission. If it weren't for a crisis, Yun Yu would never have sent a message to Qin Xuan.
Qin Xuan seemed to notice that Xiao Wu was restless and anxious, so he immediately stepped on his feet, held Xiao Wu in one hand, and rushed straight to Yichan Temple.
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In a Zen temple, the corners of the old monk's mouth were stained with blood. In front of the old monk, a young man like a noble prince stood with a gun.
"One Zen, the cycle of cause and effect, you should have expected this day!"
The young man spoke slowly. He had experienced that almost all the Supreme Masters of Yichan Temple had been seriously injured. There was even a monk who had died, sitting like a rock in this courtyard.
A lot of people gathered around, and everyone's eyes were slightly focused.
"As expected of the genius who is ranked 30th on the Immortal List, he actually swept through ten supreme masters of Yichan Temple, and even severely injured the master of Yichan Temple!" One of the supreme masters spoke slowly, with a solemn tone in his voice.
Lingyun, known as the Little Spear Immortal in the world of cultivation, has been in Taoism for seven thousand years, and has entered the Dao for fifteen thousand years.
Cheng, behind him is a fourth-grade clan, but since Lingyun appeared, the Ling family now has a second-grade clan that dominates.
These were all developed by Lingyun alone. Now his lifespan is less than 20,000, but he is already at the middle level of Mahayana and half-step to the top level.
"The master of Yichan Temple killed the ancestor of the Ling family in the early years, and Lingyun had to take revenge for this. Alas, I thought that Lingyun would have to be at least a high-ranking Mahayana monk to go to Yichan Temple, but I never thought that now..." There is something in the eyes of a Buddhist Mahayana Supreme Master.
Sad and pitiful.
"Yichen is too kind. If the Ling family was destroyed in the first place, why would it be like this?" There was a man in magic clothes with cold eyes.
This is a demon cultivator, but he appears on this Buddha land.
Tongtian Demon Mountain, Xuanxue Supreme!
This is a Mahayana Supreme Immortal of the highest rank. He came here specially to observe the ceremony. He noticed this scene and came to take a look.
The many Buddhist and Taoist Supremes on the side frowned, how could a Buddhist cultivator be the same as your demonic cultivator, killing people all over the house at every turn, I am a compassionate Buddha, how could the master of Yichan Temple do such a thing in the first place.
In the field, Yi Zen stood slowly. There was a penetrating wound on his shoulder blade, and the pale golden blood soaked the temple robe.
"Donor Lingyun, I have to cope with this calamity. I still hope that I didn't hurt the Ling family in the first place. Donor, please don't do anything to others in Yichan Temple!"
"Blood debts must be paid with blood, old monk, one person can pay them back!"
Yichan looked at Lingyun with a sad expression.
This is the genius of the Immortal List!
Once upon a time, he had the ability to be among the top fifty on the immortal list, but compared with Lingyun, he was completely different.
Lingyun is only a middle-level Mahayana man, but he can sweep the entire Yichan Temple by himself, and he is no match for him.
This Immortal List seems to be different from the Immortal List tens of thousands of years ago...
Someone has long said that in today's era, there are frequent backs and endless talents, but many of the older generation still don't take it seriously.
Now, Lingyun realized that this statement was true.
It's a pity that my life is about to fall. What's the use of such distracting thoughts?
"You haven't hurt my Ling family, but you don't dare, for fear of destroying Buddhism." Lingyun said coldly and proudly: "As for your Zen temple, even your Zen will die. What's the use of keeping a small temple!"
Lingyun took a step forward, "Today, if you disperse all the disciples in the temple, I will not kill anyone!"
"Otherwise, if there is one person in the Yizen Temple, I will kill one person. If there are a hundred people in the temple, I will kill a hundred people. If no one retreats from the temple, I will slaughter the entire Yizen Temple!"
Its sound contained overwhelming evil aura, which shocked the eyes of many Buddhist cultivators present.
"What did you say!?"
"presumptuous!"
A voice slowly sounded, and countless Buddhist cultivators were furious.
This is a grand event for Buddhism and Taoism, and Yizen Temple has a somewhat important status among Buddhism.
They will not interfere with the cause and effect between Lingyun and Yichan, but if they want to massacre the entire Yichan Temple, how can they sit idly by?
The next moment, the spear in his hand vibrated, and it traveled across space like a swimming dragon.
Yichan's pupils shrank suddenly, he made seals with his hands, and cinnabar appeared between his eyebrows, like a true Buddha.
He slowly moved his hand and swatted the spear with his left hand towards the space.
Boom boom boom...
In an instant, the space shattered, and endless waves rose into the sky.
Yichan even took hundreds of steps back. Blood oozed from his hands as he fired countless palms.
"The soldiers are in danger!"
"This is the Huntian Immortal Killing Spear, a first-grade spear skill!"
"The Huntian Immortal Killing Spear is not a technique of the Piaomiao Immortal Sect..."
In the sky, a figure like a banished immortal appeared, and some Buddhist supremes could not help but help.
"I am seeking revenge. Do you want to intervene?"
A middle-aged Taoist priest,
The fly whisk in his hand moved slightly, and the seven thousand fly whisk threads were like swimming dragons, sweeping up the dozens of Mahayana supreme beings who were holding their hands.
Boom boom boom...
Yi Chan coughed up blood, and as if a piece of paper had fallen to the ground, seven bloody holes appeared on his body, which was shocking.
Above the Yichan Temple, dozens of Buddhist and Taoist Mahayana supreme beings were all shaken back, their faces turning red.
"What!?"
The supreme Buddhas and Taoists looked at the middle-aged Taoist in shock, and their pupils shrank sharply when they saw the clothes of the Misty Immortal Sect on this man.
Below, all the monks from Yichan Temple were even more sad and walked towards Yichan.