"Oh? You want to enter samadhi to isolate me from my preaching, haha, you are naive."
Although Ye Long was in trance, he still felt that the sound of vicissitudes of life was still coming from the outside world. Ye Long had no choice but to wander his soul around in order to escape from this sound.
When Ye Long was helpless, he suddenly saw some strange sights from his lifeline. His lifeline was not affected by the voice of the old man outside, but continued to reject the sound. Ye Long was greatly surprised.
So he hid at the end of his lifeline, quietly waiting for the result of the two's resistance.
In the end, Ye Long's lifeline seemed to have a huge advantage. The old man's voice could not enter the lifeline at all. When Ye Long saw that it was just right, he stayed here. When the old man saw that he did not accept his preaching, he would have no choice but to let him go.
leave.
In this way, Ye Long's soul temporarily stayed in this place. However, what Ye Long didn't know was that when his lifeline resisted the voice, a power no less powerful than that of the old man continued to flow out from his lifeline.
, is a power that Ye Long has never seen before, and is even longer than the breath of Zhulong. This secretly allows Ye Long to absorb it. Although it is only a trace, for Ye Long who is in the middle stage of the Golden Elixir, it is already
Enough.
"Oh? What kind of breath is this? Why is it so familiar?" There was confusion in the old man's voice, but he didn't seem to give up, but speeded up the frequency, trying to break through Ye Long's lifeline, but after trying a few times, he found that,
No matter how powerful his Daoyin is, Ye Long's lifeline will always have infinite power to fight against him. However, after several attempts, he was at a disadvantage.
In this way, Ye Long hid in his lifeline and had a stalemate with the old man's Taoyin. What they didn't know was that a huge change was about to happen in Qingcheng Mountain at this time.
"Senior brother, how could you take that kid into Shenxin Cave? Senior uncle has ordered us not to enter even us. Senior brother, how can you disobey uncle's order?" Zhang Buer looked anxious at this time.
He pressed Zhang Haoran. The two were staying in the Cangdian Pavilion, but Zhang Haoran was not panicked at all.
"Before he died, Master calculated that there would be a catastrophe in Qingcheng Mountain today. At the same time, Master also told me one thing. That Ye Long is more than just a monk. The responsibilities and burdens he carries are beyond what you and I can imagine. We
All we can do is help him grow as much as possible!"
"He? He can't even enter the Demon-Conquering Palace. Under the foundation of the Demon-Conquering Palace are buried the bones of twenty-three seniors of Qingcheng Mountain. They are protected by the power of the Qingcheng headmaster for generations. The evil spirits are not close. There is a devil in that kid's heart, and he will definitely become a demon in the future.
Devil!" Zhang Buer became anxious upon hearing this. As the headmaster of Qingcheng Mountain, he identified Ye Long as the person responsible for today's catastrophe in Qingcheng Mountain.
"Junior Brother! Qingcheng Mountain is bound to be in a catastrophe today. You and I were ordered by our uncle to guard the Zangdian Pavilion and the Demon-Fuming Hall, but you came here to say these words to me. If something happens to the Demon-Fuming Hall, how can you and I afford it?
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Zhang Haoran also showed his stubborn temper and directly wanted to drive Zhang Buer away.
"Brother! You can't be stubborn at this time!"
"Master! Master!" While the two were still arguing, Qingfeng, a young Taoist priest whom Ye Long met during the day, came running downstairs with a panic look on his face.
"Qingfeng! Why are you in such a panic!" Zhang Buer had an angry look on his face, as if he was blaming Qingfeng for being too rude.
"Master, something bad happened. The contractor who wanted to buy the mountain behind us a few days ago has now led a group of people and said he wants to demolish our Taoist temple to build a villa." Qingfeng was obviously frightened, staggering and almost falling.
"A group of lay people have nothing to be afraid of! Call the Public Security Bureau and the Industrial and Commercial Bureau down the mountain. Wouldn't you let the disciples from the outer courtyard do such a small thing? Wouldn't this kind of thing bother me and you, my uncle?"
Zhang Buer became even more angry when he heard this. It turned out that there was a contractor who wanted to contract the Taoist temple at the back of Qingcheng Mountain and build a high-end villa. I heard that he got the approval of the mayor. Zhang Buer was originally very concerned about such mundane things.
I was disgusted, so I never agreed. The two sides were in a stalemate. Today it seems that they are trying to be tough.
"No, Master. Not only did they bring the demolition team, but they also led some strange people who knew some sorcery. They have already killed several senior brothers and are now heading towards the Demon-Conquering Hall!" Qingfeng was frightened to the point of shock.
I must have never seen such a murderous scene when I was young. It would have been pretty good if my legs weren't so weak.
"What!"
Now Zhang Haoran and Zhang Buer couldn't sit still anymore, and stood up from their seats with a roar, their eyes filled with anger.
"How dare you commit murder? I want to see who dares to kill my Qingcheng Mountain disciple!"
Zhang Buer's tiger body was shaking with anger. He never thought that in this world, people would dare to commit murder. They were too courageous.
Zhang Haoran also stood up and hurried away with Zhang Buer. Before leaving, he told Qingfeng. "Qingfeng, don't be afraid. Your master and I will go to see the situation. You and your senior brother should go to the police immediately, and then stay in the wing and don't come out."
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"Yes, yes, uncle."
"You guys, hurry up and knock this hall down!"
Outside the Demon-Following Palace in Qingcheng Mountain, three to five heavy-duty excavators and bulldozers were eagerly approaching the Demon-Following Palace. In front of the palace, a bloated fat man with sunglasses was directing the people around him, who must be the contractor.
"stop!"
Zhang Buer, who arrived in a hurry, dodged his body and stood directly in front of the excavator, while Zhang Haoran also came to the contractor and asked:
"Manager Zhou! What right do you have to demolish my Taoist temple! What right do you have to dare to commit murder and kill my disciples!"
Manager Zhou looked at Zhang Haoran with disdain, waved a letter of award in front of Zhang Haoran in one hand, and said arrogantly.
"My surname is Zhang. I have a letter of authorization signed by the mayor. Your Taoist temple will have to be renovated to welcome the tourism inspection month. I am thinking of you!"
Manager Zhou looked at Zhang Haoran with disdain, waved a letter of award in front of Zhang Haoran in one hand, and said arrogantly.
"My surname is Zhang. I have a letter of authorization signed by the mayor. Your Taoist temple will have to be renovated to welcome the tourism inspection month. I am thinking of you!"
Looking at the correspondence book shaking in front of him, Zhang Haoran looked livid and asked again:
"Then why do you want to kill people!"
"Zhang, don't think that you can deal with me with just a few spells. Let me tell you the truth today. Even if you two bad old men die, the Public Security Bureau will not find any traces, nor will they.