Chapter 153 The Buddha of Daxueshan Temple
"Uncle Master, something is wrong!"

Situ Chong, who was flying in front, was about to fly close, first glanced at the strangely shaped sword in Li Fengning's palm, and then said to Taoist Baimei: "Our flying sword is gone!"

"Brother in charge!"

At this moment, several Emei elders flew over in the form of twilight, and suddenly saw the white-browed Taoist, they immediately turned away the twilight, and said in a voice.

Then, one of the elders said: "I don't know why, just now my flying sword flew out of the dantian, and I disappeared in an instant."

"me too."

"me too."

……

Several elders echoed.

Hundreds of disciples were shocked when they saw these famous sword elders in Emei, and they couldn't help discussing.

"Why is this happening? Is it the work of a demon?"

"Look, Ye Lanxue and Ren Ziying are also here, and it seems that their purple and blue swords are also gone."

"The purple and blue swords are gone too! Then how to deal with Youquan Gorefiend?"

"Isn't it true that Youquan Bloodfiend did all of this?"

……

Several elders had sharp ears and eyes, and also heard the words of these disciples, and frowned.

One of the elders sent a sound transmission to Taoist Baimei: "Brother Master, it can't be really the work of a demon?"

"No, this was an accident." The white-browed Taoist replied to the elder with a calm expression on his face.

Immediately, he hurriedly sent a voice transmission to Li Fengning: "Li Daoyou, I wonder if you can return the Emei Sword Mountain, and I will give you other magic weapons."

Li Fengning smiled and transmitted voice: "What magic weapon do you have?"

"How about my Haotian Mirror?" The white-browed Taoist said through sound transmission, thinking: "Anyway, my powerful magic weapon has been snatched away by Youquan Blood Demon. Youquan Blood Demon is too powerful. I have no way of defeating him in the lower realm. Chance, this magic weapon is determined not to come back. After Li Fengning agreed to return Jianshan, I told him: "This magic weapon has been obtained by Youquan Blood Demon. If you get rid of Youquan Blood Demon, the owner of this magic weapon will It's you.'"

Just when Taoist Baimei felt that his plan of killing two birds with one stone was ingenious, he suddenly heard Li Fengning voice transmission: "Is the Haotian Mirror still on you? Hasn't it been snatched by Youquan?"

"Oh..." The white-browed Taoist was startled. I don't know whether it was Xuantianzong or Dan Chenzi who leaked the matter to Li Fengning. He was obviously trying to save these two people, but Youquan snatched the Haotian mirror from him, but these two people were like this bad thing.

"This old man..." Li Fengning saw that the white-browed Taoist was silent, so he knew that the old Taoist was really playing with him just now.

Taoist Baimei pondered for a while, and then tried to transmit the voice: "Li Daoyou, in the world of comprehension, many monks call us Emei the Emei Sword Sect. Without a sword in our Emei, it is like a knife without a blade.

"Li Daoyou, if you return Jianshan, we, Emei, can promise you anything."

"How about adding Haotian Mirror and Tianlong Zhan to anything?" Li Fengning said via voice transmission.

Anything is too unrealistic, and he has to add two practical things to this condition.

"Okay." After hearing this, Taoist Baimei was overjoyed and hurriedly responded.

Li Fengning smiled slightly, this sword mountain has established a connection with him, in other words, this sword mountain has already been his shape.

No matter how far he is from this sword mountain, as long as he moves his mind, this sword mountain can turn into a nameless blue sword and fly towards him at any time, and all the swords of Emei will also converge towards the nameless blue sword with his thoughts .

He lifted his right hand lightly, and the nameless blue sword suddenly rose up and swung towards the wind.

Others were horrified when they saw the nameless blue sword suddenly grow into a huge thing like a mountain.

This huge thing is shrouded in blue light, only the outline.

Situ Chong and other hundreds of disciples, as well as several elders, suddenly woke up when they saw this outline.

——I just felt that what was missing here was a sword mountain!

How could Jianshan be in his hands?
These people were all staring at the outline of the huge mountain on Li Fengning's palm.

Immediately, they saw that Li Fengning flipped his palms, and the sword mountain drew an arc in the air, bringing up a gust of wind, and blowing everyone's clothes into the air.

Boom!

There was a loud noise, like a mountain falling from the sky and hitting the ground.

The sword mountain stood tall among the mountains again, and the blue light on it suddenly disappeared.

With a thought in Li Fengning's mind, the hundreds of swords inserted into it suddenly emitted scorching sword lights, and they were all shot out, and the sound of the swords rubbing against rocks resounded through the sky.

Hundreds of swords flew towards hundreds of disciples like birds leaving their nests.

One of the purple and one green swords shot at Ye Lanxue and Ren Ziying.

There were still several swords, and they shot at several elders.

When they saw their flying sword returning, they were surprised instead of happy.

Because they realized that their flying swords were not under their control, they all took on Ling Ran's momentum, and the tip of the sword pointed towards them, as if they were going to pierce themselves.

But at the next moment, when they were frightened, they suddenly heard a "clang", and their flying swords were safely put back into their sheaths, and there was not a single hole in their bodies as they had imagined.

After everyone's shock had calmed down, they slowly looked at Li Fengning, surprised in their hearts, and wondered if so many people's swords were attracted by this person?Can he manipulate Emei's sword alone?
What the hell is he about?
While everyone was thinking, the white-browed Taoist coughed dryly, explained a few words casually, and told everyone to disperse.

……

Under the marshes of Mount Emei, there is a blood cave in the devil world.

Youquan Gorefiend is not practicing kung fu at this time, but is sitting on a stone seat, talking with a monk.

This monk has a middle-aged appearance, with a kind face and a protruding stomach. Around his neck, there is a string of rosary beads, each of which is as big as a fist.

The faint blood light in the blood hole in the demon world reflected on the faces of Youquan blood demon and the monk, making it look particularly strange.

The monk smiled and said: "Cave Master Youquan, after you destroy Emei, can you not destroy all the vitality of Emei, and leave Emei as a holy place for us to preach?"

"Spells have no eyes, not to mention, what good does it do me." Youquan Gorefiend said calmly.

The monk's smile did not change: "Cave Master, if you ascend to the upper realm in the future, just because you have helped our Daxueshan Temple, the Buddha we enshrine will also take care of you."

Youquan Blood Demon laughed proudly: "After I refined the Blood God Son, I immediately sacrificed blood to the common people in this world, and ascended to the upper realm. How many people can do anything to me."

The monk said: "Our Buddha showed his spirit and said that people in the upper realm are most afraid of the demons from outside the territory. You have the power of blood demons. Once you reach the upper realm, you will be attacked by groups."

Youquan Gorefiend was speechless, but fear was already in his heart.

He pondered for a while, then said: "This matter can also be considered, but can the master do something for me."

"What is it?" asked the monk.

"There is a monk named Li Fengning in Emei, who seems to be quite powerful, and he killed one of my servants." Youquan Blood Demon said: "I heard that the Sanskrit sound of the master is very powerful, I wonder if the master can lure him here? "

(End of this chapter)

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