Gou was 100 years before the game opened

Chapter 142 Twists and turns (seeking subscription)

Yuanjue Temple is the only Buddhist sect among the eighteen sects.

The first presiding Master Yuanjue was originally an idler in the mountains. Later, by chance, he got a Buddhist inheritance, so he became a monk by himself, and he also created Yuanjue Temple by himself.

Yuanjue Temple spreads the profound meaning of Buddhism. The most famous thing is that they put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately. They believe that everyone can cross, but they have never met a Buddha.

Under this concept, Yuanjue Temple accepted many villains at the beginning.

Fortunately, under the restraint of Master Yuanjue, these villains seem to have really changed their minds and stopped doing evil, which is considered a merit.

In addition, Master Yuanjue devoted himself to the Buddha, did a lot of good deeds, and gained a lot of good reputation for Yuanjue Temple.

But it is also like this, which has buried hidden dangers for Yuanjue Temple.

Two years ago, the secret palace was born.

Master Yuanjue was injured and returned to the temple due to a fight with others. Soon after, Yuanjue Temple announced to the public that Master Yuanjue died of serious injuries and passed away.

But many people suspected that it was the disciples who killed the master.

However, it was because when the Eighteen Families were in the alliance, in order to protect the lagging sects from being annexed by the sects above for various reasons.

Everyone signed an agreement of non-interference in the internal affairs of the sect.

So even if outsiders have doubts about Master Yuanjue's death, other sects cannot take the initiative to interfere without Yuanjue Temple's active invitation.

Of course, the agreement belongs to the agreement, and there are still many ways to interfere.

The main reason is that although Yuanjue Temple has lost the leader of Master Yuanjue, its strength is still not weak. It was ranked eighth among the eighteen sects before, but its real strength is not much weaker than that of Changsong Sect.

In particular, Master Yuanjue's idea of ​​never rejecting anyone who came, made Yuanjue Temple's strength even more confusing.

Therefore, in order to avoid trouble, everyone turned a blind eye to it.

To blame is only Master Yuanjue's ignorance of people.

As a result, in just two years, Yuanjue Temple has changed from a Buddhist temple that strictly abided by the rules and precepts to a fake temple that drinks and eats meat, fights fiercely, and hides filth.

It is even said that there are demon cultivators haunting Yuanjue Temple. There have been rumors that Yuanjue Temple will be kicked out of the Zongmen Alliance list in this sect conference.

Hearing the sarcasm of Elder Tang and the white-faced swordsman at this moment, the great monk of Yuanjue Temple laughed out loud.

"You can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately. The presiding brother died of serious injuries, and we are also very sad. What is your intention to slander like this?
As for whether the alliance will kick us out of Yuanjue Temple, it doesn't matter if you say it, and it doesn't matter if we say it.

The copy of the alliance agreement signed at the beginning is still kept in our temple.

As long as we don't violate the agreement, no one can kick us. "

This is the confidence of the Great Monk.

Otherwise, if you kick Yuanjue Temple today, you will be able to kick out other sects tomorrow, and then a few big sects will be left to monopolize the Lingshi mines.

Therefore, even if other small sects find Yuanjue Temple not pleasing to the eye, they will not agree to remove Yuanjue Temple because of some notoriety and unwarranted reasons.

As he said that, the great monk smiled:
"But it's not difficult for you to teach the monks a lesson. The disciples of Yuanjue Temple are all here, you can pick whatever you want, and you won't count if you kill them.

Monk, I come to discuss with sincerity. "

Without waiting for Elder Tang and others to agree, he continued:
"Of course, if you only dare to brag, the monk will not blame you for being timid, and turn around and leave immediately."

The words are all on the shelf, if you don't fight with him again, you will be ashamed in the future.

I saw the white-faced swordsman's voice turned cold, and he said to a young swordsman with a sunny temperament behind him:
"Nephew Qiu, go and teach them a lesson, don't hold back."

The young swordsman's name is Qiu Ming, and he is one of the most outstanding disciples of this generation of Changsong Sect. He is only one thought away from establishing the foundation.

Because Foundation Establishment Dan had already prepared it for him.

It's just that he himself wants to make a name for himself in this Zongmen Conference, and then make a breakthrough, so he held back.

After all, after breaking through the Foundation Establishment Realm, one's seniority will automatically increase, even if one is not a disciple of the same generation, making another move is purely bullying the small.

As for the benefits of fame.

Well, it's enough to be handsome, what else is there to do.

Qiu Ming stepped forward with his sword, and picked out the scabbard at will.

As a former martial arts sect, the Changsong School still retains a lot of martial arts habits.

For example, their swords can obviously be stored in the dantian or storage bags, but they like to carry or carry them on their backs to show their identity as swordsmen.

"Just you."

Qiu Ming pointed at a tall and burly monk with a swollen face. It was not suitable to say that he was a monk. Without that temperament, he was more like a bald man.

The big man wiped his bald head, his eyes glowed fiercely.

"Yuanjue Temple Huiming, please enlighten me!"

The big man is quite polite.

Seeing this situation, Qiu Ming did not lose his demeanor: "Changsong faction, Qiu..."

Not finished yet.

boom!
There was a crackling sound in the air.

The muscles in the big man's arms swelled, and the Jie Dao in his hand was like a crescent moon, directly slashing the air.

The Buddhist tradition of Yuanjue Temple is called Arhat Golden Body, a method of body cultivation.

The Buddhist body training profession is called Vajra, which means that the pursuit of perfection is immortal and the Vajra is indestructible.

In fact, it is similar to Hegemony, but because of the different systems, one belongs to Buddhism and the other belongs to Taoism, which leads to subtle differences between the two.

The white-faced swordsman screamed: "Despicable!"

The great monk sneered: "Fighting is fighting, the enemy will not talk to you about demeanor, Xue Niangpao, can I call you a pussy, you are really a mother-in-law.

Monk, I have already said that life and death do not count! "

Qiu Ming missed the initiative, and was forced to retreat by the Jie Dao in the big man's hand. He retreated hundreds of meters and was forced directly into the lake.

The water on the lake was soft, and the big man couldn't use his strength as he did on the ground. Qiu Ming finally found a chance to unsheath his sword.

I saw that countless lakes were attracted by the tip of the sword, turning into water curtains, blocking the domineering offensive of the big man, and falling back and forth.

Fang Chang kowtowed melon seeds to watch the play, thought about it, and felt that something was missing.

So he called Elder Tang to sit in a row and asked him to help explain.

"Old Tang, does our Spirit Sword Sect or other sects have enmity with this Yuanjue Temple? Why did you find us right away?"

Fang Chang handed over the melon seeds, making a gesture of dumping them.

Elder Tang was stunned for a moment, then quickly reached out to catch it, and in the next moment, there was a handful of melon seeds in his palm.

"Crack."

When Fang Chang touched his upper and lower teeth, a caramel-flavored melon seed came out of its shell.

"Don't be polite to me, it's caramel-flavored, crunchy, and there will be more after eating."

Elder Tang was holding a melon seed. He was obviously very angry just now, but now he didn't know what emotion to use.

"Deacon Fang, are we... a bit high-profile?"

Sensing the dazzling gazes around him, Elder Tang asked cautiously.

At this moment, except for those who were paying attention to the battle in the center of the lake, most of the people were actually looking at Fang Chang, who was eating melon seeds like no one else.

It was fine before, mainly because when he sat down just now, other people's eyes followed him unconsciously, wanting to see what he was doing at this time.

then……

Then I saw Fang Chang with a very arrogant attitude.

Fang Chang looked puzzled: "Is it high-profile?"

He looked at the people who were looking at him at this moment, and asked, "Am I high-profile?"

Everyone: "..."

They turned their gazes to the battlefield on the lake, thinking that they should not bother with a lunatic at this time.

But there are also a few people who have participated in the Qingniu Taoist Jindan Ceremony recognized Fang Chang's identity and started whispering.

"Well, they don't think so."

Fang Chang was satisfied.

Elder Tang smiled wryly, Gao Ren does extraordinary things, anyway, he can't see through them, so it's good to follow along.

Thinking of Fang Chang's question just now, Elder Tang replied:
"Yuanjue Temple has no enmity with our four families, but I am also surprised that they suddenly came to make trouble.

Yuanjue Temple is notorious now, it's time to gather minions, I don't know who gave them the courage to provoke our four sects at the same time.

The point is that offending us is not good for them. "

He talked with Fang Chang about the origin of Yuanjue Temple, and focused on the unknown cause of Master Yuanjue's death.

Fang Chang touched his chin and said:

"There is only love for no reason in this world, there is no hatred for no reason. Since we have no grievances with them before, there is only one truth."

Elder Tang straightened his expression: "What?"

Fang Changdao: "You said that if Yuanjue Temple can defeat us with one enemy and four today, what will they get?"

Elder Tang: "The grudges of the four major sects?"

"anything else?"

"Fame?"

Elder Tang shook his head again: "Everyone knows that the exchange meeting is for disciples to exchange experience, and even the monks who established the foundation have never made a move, so what's the use of such a reputation.

Besides, how can they be sure that they can win? "

Fang Chang spread his hands: "I don't seek fame or profit, and I don't have the certainty of victory. Instead, I deliberately provoke us. Is it because we are rushing to get slapped in the face?"

Fang Chang looked at the monk who was not panicked at all, and even a little excited, and said quietly:
"I guess we're being targeted."

"target?"

Elder Tang was stunned.

"Maybe they didn't come to win at all. Do you still remember the only thing he repeated twice?"

Fang Chang's thoughts gradually became clear as he talked with Elder Tang.

"Life and death count!"

"They are begging for death, and killing people!"

Just as they were talking, the battle on the lake has entered a fever pitch.

Qiu Ming is worthy of being the proud disciple of the Changsong Sect, even though he lost the upper hand, he was able to quickly turn the tide by taking advantage of the terrain, and then fought steadily, he has already gained the upper hand.

He resented the big man's surprise attack and his uncle's order, so he didn't hold back.

I saw the sword in his hand raised, and there were blue water ripples on the sword, and then there was the sound of gurgling water in the air.

Little by little, the lake water rose into the air and surrounded him, and then the water droplets gathered and turned into a transparent water dragon, baring its teeth and claws.

Sword gas transformation!

This is the ability of the Foundation Establishment Realm swordsman.

But at this moment, Qiu Ming used the sword in his hand and the location to transform the lake water. Although he didn't have the power of sword energy to transform into form, he still had some charm.

The water dragon rushed towards the big man. On the way, the water droplets shot out like sharp arrows, falling on the lake surface, shooting ballistic trajectories.

And the big man holding the Jie knife is unavoidable.

He shouted loudly, and a layer of golden light bloomed all over his body, but it was of no avail.

bang bang bang! ! !
The big man's body was pierced by the water dragon, leaving a hole the size of a fist.

And those arrow-like water droplets hit him in front of him, making small pits, and the blood stained the surface of the lake.

The big man fell down with a bang, splashing a large splash of water.

Qiu Ming's complexion changed, he almost lost his standing and fell into the water.

How come no one blocked his attack?

This big man can fight him for so many rounds, even in their Changsong Sect, he can be regarded as an elite disciple.

If someone killed their elite disciple of the Changsong Sect, no matter what, they would have to ask for an explanation.

Otherwise, there will be no centripetal force in the sect in the future, and there will be no loyalty for the disciples.

The next moment, he stepped on his feet and ran in the direction of his uncle.

"How brave!"

Sure enough, the great monk of Yuanjue Temple was furious.

"How dare you kill my disciple?!"

He slapped his big hand, and a golden palm condensed in the air, about to grab Qiu Ming.

The white-faced swordsman reacted quickly, snorted coldly, drew his long sword out of its sheath, and the sword energy easily pierced Mana's palm.

"If you don't protect your own disciples well, can you rely on others?"

In fact, he also wondered why the great monk didn't save his disciples, but if the great monk didn't save him, he had no reason to do so.

What's more, most of his mind was on his own disciples, and by the time he realized it, it was already too late.

The great monk's original fierce appearance suddenly became full of panic, as if he had been frightened by the sword just now.

"You guys, hello! Changsong Sect, Lingjian Sect, Baicao Valley, Tiangong Sect, how dare you bully Yuanjue Temple like this!"

"Because no one can control you?"

"Although my Yuanjue Temple has not been built for a long time, it is not without seniors!"

"You are bullying others today, don't blame our Yuanjue Temple for bullying the small with the big!"

"Call someone, call someone!"

The disciple behind him hurriedly took out a spherical magic weapon, threw it into the sky, the magic weapon exploded, and there was a big golden Buddha sitting in the sky, not leaving for a long time.

This is the distress signal of Yuanjue Temple, called the Golden Light of the Great Buddha, which is very precious.

If someone saves the people in Yuanjue Temple after seeing this signal, Yuanjue Temple will be able to owe a favor.

Yuanjue Temple has been built for decades and only appeared once.

It was the time of internal turmoil in Yuanjue Temple, Master Yuanjue used this signal to call other sects in Liuyun Mountain to help.

Afterwards, in order to thank Yuanjue Temple, Yuanjue Temple gave Yuanjue Temple's share of Lingshi for three years.

When the signal appeared at this moment, the entire Zhengqi Villa might be attracted to them.

And the big monk's performance was stunned.

Even Fang Chang felt that the melon seeds in his hand were not fragrant.

He guessed that Yuanjue Temple might have something else to ask for, but he didn't expect that the great monk who was fearless in life and death just now would suddenly come up with such a move.

"you?!"

The white-faced swordsman's expression changed: "Fu E, what on earth do you mean? Even the golden light of the Buddha is released, do you want to fight with us forever?"

Subduing evil is the name of the great monk.

The great monk sneered and said: "Today you kill my disciple, I want everyone to come and uphold justice."

"Obviously you are the one who said that life and death don't matter!"

The white-faced swordsman shouted.

The great monk continued to sneer: "Who can testify? It is obvious that you bullied others, killed my disciple, and even stopped me to save my disciple."

The white-faced swordsman was half-dead from anger. "Everyone here can testify!"

The great monk said, "You all wear a pair of trousers, so naturally you want to help you."

Just as the white-faced swordsman was about to speak, he felt the air sink, and a majestic voice came.

"Who is bullying my Yuanjue Temple disciple?"

Followed by a breathless momentum.

"Golden core real person!"

The white-faced swordsman's complexion turned even paler.

No matter how stupid he is at this time, he also understands that he has been involved in a maelstrom.

But he still has a question, where did the Jindan Daoist come from Yuanjue Temple?

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