nine coffins

Chapter 372

In the Dongyang Hall, the bear demon challenged the opponent, and his strength could carry the tripod.Among the human race, a big man walked out.

Goodbye, that big man's figure is not much worse than that of Xiong Sheng, and he is also a hulking back, but he is only a high-level Dzogchen cultivation base.

"I'm a loose cultivator Deng Long, willing to give it a try!" said the strong man.

"Please!" Xiong Sheng hugged his shoulders and looked at him coldly.He was well aware of the weight of the big bronze cauldron, so he guessed that although the big man in front of him was in good shape, his physical strength was definitely not as good as his own.

Deng Long stepped forward and took a deep breath, stood on horseback, and then held the tripod's feet with both hands.

"Get up!" Deng Long yelled violently at the same time, using his arms hard, and the veins on his face popped up.

Goodbye, the bronze cauldron really rose from the ground.

"Get up—" someone among the human race said in surprise.

However, I saw that the bronze cauldron was no more than a foot above the ground.

"Boom—" Deng Long lifted his body and let go of his hand, causing the cauldron to hit the ground directly.

"Huh—" Deng Long let out a long breath, his expression embarrassed.

If it wasn't for his self-cultivation and body protection, Deng Long would have vomited blood just now.It seems that one doesn't need to cultivate one's strength, even if one thinks one's own strength is infinite, but to lift this bronze cauldron of seven or eight thousand catties, it is as powerful as reaching the sky.

Deng Long felt ashamed, cupped his fists above the main hall, turned his head and walked out of the main hall of Dongyang Ancient Temple.

"Hmph!" All this was expected by Xiong Sheng. It was impossible for the human race to lift the cauldron with their bodies. Seeing Deng Long's disheveled appearance, Xiong Sheng couldn't help but sneered.

"Dongyang Ancient Temple is the leader in the practice world of Dongling and Eastern Regions. I heard that there is a Dharma Guardian Vajra in front of the Buddha, which is infinitely powerful. I don't know, is there an eminent monk in your temple who can lift this big bronze tripod?" Xiong Sheng asked Master Shuiyun and Abbot Wu Ruo looked.

At this time, not only Xiong Sheng, but other human races also looked at the two eminent monks of Dongyang Temple, and sincerely hoped that Dongyang Ancient Temple could stand up as a vajra warrior and extinguish the arrogance of that bear spirit.

But Master Shuiyun and Abbot Wuruo looked at each other, and couldn't help but smile wryly.Naturally, they knew the situation of the monks in the temple like the back of their hands. There are many masters in Dongyang Ancient Temple. In terms of cultivation level, there are many people who can surpass this bear spirit.

However, this Xiong Sheng took a trick and stipulated that he does not need to cultivate strength, but only rely on physical strength, who can be his opponent?

"There is no such capable person in our monastery!" Abbot Wuruo was deeply versed in Buddhist principles, but in fact he didn't value this kind of competition, so he replied calmly.

"Hahaha!" Xiong Sheng couldn't help laughing when he heard this, "The human body is really vulnerable!"

As soon as these words came out, all the human races in the hall looked unhappy.Many human monks couldn't hold back their breath and glared at Xiong Jing.

Amu watched Xiong Sheng's clumsy performance with leisure, and sneered in his heart.However, such a scene is too small for Amu.

Moreover, Amu feels that things are definitely not that simple. A little Xiong Sheng is only in the realm of the most spiritual. I am afraid that he has not had the courage to provoke such an incident in Dongyang Ancient Temple.There must be someone more powerful behind him.

The main event may be yet to come, so Amu is as stable as Mount Tai, and suddenly feels that the Dongyang Fahui seems to be interesting, so my question is postponed, and I will look at the situation first.

"Friend Daoist Xiong, the show is over, is there anything else to do?" Master Shuiyun said calmly.

"No more!" Xiong Sheng clasped his fists together, as if nothing had happened, so he wanted to go back to his seat directly, while all the races held a sigh of relief.

You know, not all races have the self-cultivation and determination of the eminent monks of Dongyang Ancient Temple, and even many monks are not Buddhists, how can they swallow this breath?

"Slow down!" At this moment, a human monk suddenly stood up on the east side of the hall.

This human monk is a skinny old man, dressed in red, with a pointed chin, and piercing eyes. He looks like a combative person, a high-level Dzogchen spirit!
"In the Wanqing Valley of the Lower East Ridge, the clouds and the moon are horizontal, all fellow Taoists are invited!" The old man in red clasped his fists at everyone in the hall.

Evergreen Valley!Most of the monks above the main hall have never heard of this sect.

Because Wanqing Valley is known as the number one vulgar sect in the Eastern Region of Dongling.There are many Buddhist sects in Dongling, but there are also many vulgar sects. Among the vulgar sects in the Eastern Region of Dongling, Wanqing Valley is the most popular.

Wanqing Valley is famous for formations and illusions, and has the reputation of "mysterious first" in Dongling East.

This time at the Dongyang Dharma Assembly, not only Wanqinggu came, but this Yun Yueheng was notoriously hot-tempered.

Just now, the words of the white-clothed monk and Xiong Sheng had already made him dissatisfied. If it hadn't been about the two races of monsters, he would have made an appointment with Xiong Sheng to fight for life and death.

"Fellow Daoist Xiong! You won just now. The human body is not as good as the bear race. I admit it. However, there is no doubt about the human spirit. I am willing to compete with Brother Xiong again. How about it?" Directly explain the purpose of coming.

"How to compete? Just now that Daoist Bai said, if you are killed or injured by swords and swords, it will hurt the harmony of our human and monster races!" Xiong Sheng is not afraid of Yun Yueheng, but only uses words to run him down.

"Hey! Fellow Daoist Xiong said it well! So as not to hurt the harmony of our human and monster races!" Yun Yueheng sneered, "Since this is the case, we are participating in the Buddhist Dharma Conference this time, so how about comparing strength?"

"Concentration?" Xiong Sheng was puzzled.

"That's right, compare strength!" Yun Yueheng sneered, "Just now, Fellow Daoist Xiong said that you don't need to cultivate, and the body of the monster race is stronger than that of the human race. Then I have to prove that without cultivation, the human heart is far better than the demon's heart!"

Yun Yueheng's words were resounding, and many human monks couldn't help applauding secretly.

However, several eminent monks of Dongyang Temple shook their heads secretly.The Buddhists are merciful and less aggressive. In their view, Yun Yueheng's actions are extremely unwise.

It's fine to let that bear demon run amok for a while, why must it be distinguished?
However, at this time, the human race was excited, and it was the monster race who provoked first, so it was impossible for Dongyang Temple to go against the minds of many human races.

"How do you compare?" Xiong Sheng asked.

"Simple!" Seeing Yunyue rushing towards Abbot Wuruo, he clasped his fists together, "Master Wuruo, I heard that there is an ancient bell in Dongyang Ancient Temple, which is called Seven Buddhas Suppressing Demons! It is said that this bell can emit seven different sounds, each with its own unique sound. Magical effect. One of them is to imitate the magic sound to train people's concentration. Today, Yunmou boldly begged Master Wuruo to please use this bell to ring the magic sound, so as to test the hearts of people and monsters, who is better!"

"Huh?" Abbot Wuruo frowned, he didn't expect Yun Yueheng to have such a contest.

Those seven Buddhas are rare treasures for suppressing demons. If the voice of the demon sounds, if the mind is not firm, there may be great danger.

"Benefactor Yun, people with demon hearts have Buddha hearts! Why do you have to fight for strength?" Master Wuruo persuaded.

"What the master said is very true, but the human heart and the evil heart are all intentional. But for those unintentional things, they still need Buddha's enlightenment and beating them with heart!" Yun Yueheng replied extremely cleverly, implying that Xiong Sheng and others are unintentional things. , Provoking trouble, you need to teach yourself a lesson.

"Well said!" At this time, Xiong Sheng did not speak, but the white-clothed monk who had just stirred up the flames spoke again, "Brother Xiong, you must have been tired after winning for a while. This ratio of human heart to demon heart is determined by Brother Yu." Do it for me!"

"Thank you!" That Xiong Sheng was tall and thick, but he definitely had enough mind. He was definitely not the opponent of Yun Yueheng who was born in Wanqing Valley.

The white-clothed monk stepped out and slightly cupped his hands at Yun Yueheng.

"I'm the demon clan, Bai Mutian!"

As soon as the monk in white came out, everyone knew that today's Bai Mutian and Xiong Sheng were definitely not good.

Metamorphosis, high-level spirituality!
Amu squinted his eyes and looked at the refined white ape, guessing that Yun Yueheng of Wanqing Valley had something special about his concentration.However, I am afraid that it is not the opponent of this white ape.

Although, to compete for concentration, you don't need to cultivate.But being able to reach the upper realm of metamorphosis, Amu understands that people without great concentration cannot reach that level, let alone a monster race?
A form-changing demon is basically an old demon who has practiced for thousands of years.

How could Master Wuruo, who is also a high-ranking Lingsheng, not understand this truth, so he didn't want to invite the Seven Buddha Town Mogu Bell.

"Master Wuruo, please borrow the bell!" At this moment, Yunyue was so angry that she only wanted to justify the name of the human race, and she was extremely confident in her concentration. How could she think so much?
"Benefactor Yun!" Master Wuruo wanted to persuade again.

"Master Wuruo, please borrow the clock!" At this time, there were 800 human monks in the main hall asking together.It seems that the two Yaozu have already aroused the public outrage of the human race.

Master Wuruo couldn't help frowning slightly.

"Hey! Master Wuruo, let them make trouble! My Mu clan and your temple sit in town, what else can I do? Maybe when the Buddha bell rings, the ignorant people will naturally understand!" At this time, Elder Gu Song of the Mu clan spoke again, Several other great powers of the Mu clan also nodded slightly.

What Master Wuruo was worried about was actually what happened today, which caused a big dispute between the two races of humans and demons.That would go against Dongling Brahma Temple's consistent stand.But at this moment, with the Mu Clan's statement, Master Wuruo lost a bit of worry.

"Since Elder Gu Song said so, then this old man would be more respectful than obedient!" As he said, Master Wuruo shook his hand.

From the long sleeve of the monk's robe, an ancient blue bell flew out, hanging directly above the hall.

The ancient clock was about two feet high, not too big or too small, with a faint green light emitting from its body.The body of the bell is covered with ancient Sanskrit characters of Buddhism, as well as statues of various Buddhas.

As soon as the bell sounded, a quiet and solemn air suddenly dissipated, and the Dongyang Hall, which was a little restless just now, was instantly quiet.

"High-level fairy treasure!" Amu thought to himself.Such a high-level fairy treasure, although it may not be a big deal in Amu's eyes, is enough to become the treasure of Dongyang Ancient Temple.

At this time, Yunyue sat cross-legged on the main hall, and Bai Mutian, who was transformed into a white ape, also sat beside Yunyue!
"Qinghan!" Master Wuruo said.

"The disciple is here!" Qing Han stepped out.

"Play the Heavenly Demon Voice!" Master Wuruo said slowly.

"Yes!" Goodbye Qinghan straightened his face, a seal was formed in his hand, and then he flicked his right middle finger and thumb.

"Dang—" A bell rang, resounding throughout the hall.

All the monks present hurriedly mobilized their mana to resist the bell.Master Xiaoyun even used his power to cover Amu.Fortunately, it is not against the enemy at this time, it is just a normal practice.

Qinghan just tapped the ancient clock, emitting a faint magic sound, to test whether Yun Yueheng and Bai Mutian's resolve is firm.Otherwise, if the ancient clock is pushed with all its strength, no one in the hall will be able to bear it.

(End of this chapter)