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Chapter 508 Feng Zhou Set foot on Wutai Mountain

These seven or eight monks, cursing and galloping, quickly rushed back to Wutai Mountain and quickly conveyed the news of Jie Kong's murder to the temple supervisory meeting.

The top monks in Wutai Mountain were collectively furious.

"This Feng Zhou is too arrogant!"

The supervisor of Xiantong Temple screamed madly.

He was born in Qingliang Temple and was a fellow disciple of Jiekong. At this moment, in front of many high-level monks in Wutai Mountain, he angrily said: "When the Song Dynasty and Liao Dynasty were fighting, Yang Wulang became a monk in Wutai Mountain. The emperors of the two countries had hundreds of thousands of troops and did not dare to enter the mountain. The Jin Kingdom

After destroying the Song Dynasty and sweeping across the north, Emperor Taizong of the Jin Dynasty passed through Daizhou and went up to the mountain to worship Buddha devoutly. Now a mere Fengzhou, with a few disciples, dared to provoke us in a arrogant manner. The poor monk suggested that monks be sent out immediately to kill Fengzhou as soon as possible.

Destroy!"

The other monks also looked unhappy.

Feng Zhou's slap not only hit Jie Kong, but also the entire Mount Wutai, hitting the faces of thirteen thousand monks.

The superintendent of Guangji Temple, Fang Degao, chanted the name of the Buddha: "Amitabha, be careful, you underestimate Fengzhou too much."

"This man has deep magic power and amazing martial arts. No matter how powerful the monks are, even if they are comparable to the army, once they leave the Hutuo River, they will be attacked by lightning, lightning and fire, and they will be annihilated one by one. Obviously this is not the best strategy."

The other monks were all speechless after hearing this.

Yes, if they weren't afraid of Feng Zhou's extraordinary strength, why would everyone prevent him from entering Mount Wutai?

Think about it, in the battle of quarrying, this man beat up practitioners, killed hundreds of thousands of troops, and captured King Hailing alive. His strength was so tyrannical. If the monks and practitioners were sent out, they would probably never come back.

This is because the monks who can oversee and command the temple will not have too high a status, nor will their magic power be too strong. If they do not cooperate with each other properly, they will be easily annihilated by Feng Zhou.

"What do you think we should do?" someone asked.

"Amitabha!" Fang De said, "Of course we are inviting him to a banquet. As long as he dares to come alone, we and other powerful practitioners will attack him side by side. Can't we still surrender him?"

"It's so good! Brother Fang De's words are very reasonable to the poor monk." Temple Supervisor Scale Guan of Yuanzhao Temple first nodded in agreement.

"agree!"

"That's a good idea!"

"Since he is stubborn, just trick him in and kill him with all your strength!"

Many people nodded in agreement.

When Liao Kong saw that everyone thought so, he felt it was very reasonable.

If the monk soldiers were really sent to encircle and suppress him, if they were not careful, they would most likely lead to a greater defeat. To encircle and suppress a person in Mount Wutai, one should do all he can to suppress the enemy!

Liao Kong nodded and said: "In that case, the poor monk will ask the abbot Zen Master Zhenru to come forward and invite the senior monks from all the temples to join forces to encircle Fengzhou!"

"However, the monks responsible for surveillance at the front must not slack off. They must monitor Fengzhou twelve hours a day."

All the supervisors and temples nodded.

On the one hand, it gathers high-end combat power, and on the other hand, it monitors Feng Zhou. This is also what should be done.

Liao Kong went to report to the abbot, and at the same time, flying pigeons flew into Wutai Mountain, gathering news about Feng Zhou one after another.

"Feng Zhou still lives peacefully in Dingxiang City and has not left."

"Feng Zhou is having a detailed discussion with Zhang Xuansu."

Feng Zhou set up a magic circle at the inn where he lived, making it impossible to peek inside.



At this time, there was a mysterious courtyard in Qingliang Temple, a two-story building.

Four figures were sitting in the room, quietly drinking tea.

"Senior Brother Guo Tong, don't worry. You have made great contributions to Qingliang Temple and Wutai Mountain. No one will abandon you. Even if the other party is Feng Zhou, he will never come back."

A middle-aged man held a tea cup in his hand and said with a smile.

Next to him, besides Guo Tong, there were two other people, both of whom were handsome and had long hair. They were obviously not monks.

If there are masters from the northern magic world here, they will definitely be shocked, because these three people are the leaders of the three underground forces in the Central Plains world, and they are famous magic experts at that time.

Hong Wending, the founder of the Yellow River Gang.

Li Shikai, the master of the Taihang Mountain Bandits.

Hu Didi, the founder of the Bohai School.

No one knows that the three of them, plus the sage Guo Tong of Mount Wutai, are just the white gloves of Mount Wutai.

There are many things in the world that are inconvenient for the eminent monks of Mount Wutai to do, so they entrust others to help deal with them. As a result, they become powerful masters who are powerful in the world.

"Senior Brother Hu, you have to know that Feng Zhou is very powerful. Even our seven masters are unable to deal with it. Now I'm worried that sending monk soldiers hastily will only lead to a greater failure!"

Guo Tong sighed.

He saw Feng Zhou's power with his own eyes. The seven powerful people at that time were all killed by Feng Zhou. Although Guo Tong saw the opportunity and left immediately, he also knew that even if he took action with all his strength, he would only die.

.

"We have put a lot of effort into Mount Wutai, and they will definitely stand up for us. Besides, there are many famous temples in Mount Wutai, and there are many eminent monks. Even in Qingliang Temple, there are no less than ten masters, enough to deal with Feng Zhou."

Guo Tong nodded secretly.

In fact, it doesn't matter if he doesn't nod.

The three masters were not here to keep him company, but rather to monitor him.

Whether he will be pushed out in the future or continue to drink tea here depends on Feng Zhou's strength.

Wutai Mountain sent a new person, who spoke modestly, had a gentle attitude, and was not arrogant at all.

He sent an invitation, inviting Feng Zhou to go to Qingliang Temple in Mount Wutai in three days. The eminent monks Zhenci, Zhenxuan, Zhensheng, and Zhenjie in the temple were willing to have a detailed discussion with Taoist Master Feng.

Feng Zhou saw the invitation and smiled slightly: "Okay, I will visit Mount Wutai in three days!"

Three days later.

Feng Zhou stepped out of Dingxiang City alone, crossed the Hutuo River, set foot on Wutai Mountain, and pointed his sword at Qingliang Temple!

His wife Xiaoqing, his disciples Quanzhen Eight, and thirty-six young men are living in the inn. They are protected by the magic circle established by Feng Zhou, so no one can threaten them.

Qingliang Temple.

As the first temple in Mount Wutai, it was built in the center of Mount Wutai. There is a large white pagoda in the temple, 25 feet high and 30 feet long around, which is the symbol of Mount Wutai. Qingliang Temple occupies a vast area, covering almost half of the mountain peak, and contains

There are nearly a thousand monks, standing in the main hall, overlooking the distance.

At this time, countless Buddhist eminent monks gathered from various temples in Mount Wutai.

The temple was crowded with monks and monks.

"When will Fengzhou arrive?"

"I heard that when he steps alone, he can travel ten feet in one step. With this ability of shrinking a thousand miles, he will arrive at Qingliang Temple in just half an hour."

"This battle should be rare throughout the ages. If this battle were to take place, I am afraid that the entire Wutai Mountain would be trampled under his feet."

"More than that, this person is a Taoist master. If he wins, I am afraid that the Taoist Buddha of Mount Wutai will decline in the future."

Countless people were whispering to each other.

"How can you say that in the weak southern land, the small Jindan Sect and Shenxiao Sect gave birth to such a great master as Feng Zhou? Besides, he was so arrogant that even Fahai of Jinshan Temple was killed by him.

, and Zen Master Daoji of Lingyin Temple is said to be the reincarnation of Arhat who subdued the dragon, so why didn’t he take action to subdue the devil?"

Some people are confused.

"Yeah, who knows? Maybe he has the support of the emperor! Just like Lin Lingsu back then."

Another person sighed.

"I didn't know that Qingliang Temple would send those eminent monks to fight." Some people were worried.

Feng Zhou was so powerful that no one dared to send monk soldiers to encircle and suppress him. Such a strong man could not be compared to Chen Tuan, Lu Dongbin and others back then. Looking at China, I am afraid that the four great heavenly masters at that time could not match him.

You must have such magical powers.

Thinking of this, everyone had doubts about whether Qingliang Temple could suppress Feng Zhou.

"Haha, the heritage of Qingliang Temple is beyond the imagination of all the senior brothers. It has lived in Mount Wutai for more than a thousand years. It has many famous teachers and eminent monks. Manjushri Bodhisattva once appeared in person to preach the Dharma, teach the true scriptures, and seal the boat.

Anyone who dares to come will definitely die!"

Someone sneered.

Everyone knew that this person was the eminent monk Liao Xian of Qingliang Temple, and they all couldn't help but agree with him.

Just when Liao Xian was about to continue speaking, he suddenly heard a scream of exclamation like a mountain roar and a tsunami. The screams became louder and louder, filling the whole world, as if tens of thousands of people were shouting at the same time. Liao Xian felt a chill in his heart, knowing that

Fengzhou has arrived.


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