Fantasy: Jinyi Shenwei, starting from the Golden Crow of the Great Sun

The Buddhas around them looked terrified.

Looking at the pure energy with a fierce face, I only felt that my legs were soft, and where could I stop it.

No more.

None of them have the ability to stop either.

And just when the net energy is about to come out of the foot.

A dark figure appeared, lifting up the Buddha who had fallen to the ground.

He glanced at it, but found that this Buddha turned out to be a girl.

He looked no more than seven or eight years old, but he was wearing boys' clothes, dirty clothes, and patches everywhere.

Xu Qing understood at a glance.

It must have been some poor family that didn't even have the money to make new clothes, so they gave the girl the old clothes of the other children in the family.

In the homes of ordinary people, it is not unusual for three years to be new, three years old, and another three years to mend the seams.

The girl is thin, has short boy hair, and her face is full of stains, which makes people not recognize the gender for a while.

No wonder her physical strength couldn't support it at first.

"Are you all right?" Xu Qing asked softly.

The little girl in front of her shook her head in panic: "No, it's okay, I'm okay... Thank you big brother.

Xu Qing touched her head, turned to Na Jingneng and said, "I'll help her go." "

The voice is flat and unwavering.

Jing Neng faced this bird that suddenly jumped out, and he was very unhappy in his heart, and he just wanted to be angry.

But he happened to see Xu Qing's dark and deep, eyes like a deep pool, and his heart couldn't help but feel cold.

Subconsciously, he nodded.

Without daring to speak again, he turned around and returned to the team.

Seeing this scene, the other martial monks were a little curious, not understanding how this pure energy suddenly changed sex.

They just wanted to inquire, but they heard the voice of the great monk.

"Don't delay any longer, I still have to go back and report the situation to the host."

Hearing that the host was involved, the martial monks suddenly became serious.

Soon, the team set off again!

This time, it's faster.

But fortunately, with Xu Qing's support, the little girl could barely keep up with the team.

"Big brother, my name is Zhang Danyao, what's your name?"

Xu Qing's eyes flickered, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

A moment later.

He smiled and said softly:

"The two of us are really related, or the same family, your surname is Zhang, and my surname is Zhang, and my name is Zhang Muzhi."

"Zhang Muzhi..." Zhang

Danyao heard this name and remembered it deeply.

When you become a Buddha, you must repay this big brother named Zhang Muzhi!

But at that time, it seems that Brother Zhang will also become a Buddha?

One thought after another appeared in Zhang Danyao's heart.

If you become a Buddha, you should suddenly have a white-faced steamed bun, right?

When I think that after I become a Buddha, I don't have to live that hard life of being full and hungry.

She couldn't help but smile.

However, this smile immediately touched the wound on her face, making her exhale in pain.

Seeing this, Xu Qing quietly transmitted a wisp of true qi to help her relieve the pain.

Zhang Danyao only felt a warmth in her body, and the pain on her face quickly weakened.

She looked puzzled, not sure what was going on.

She was only eight years old, and naturally she could not have imagined that this big brother who was like black charcoal next to her was actually a member of the Daming Jinyiwei!

And he is about to join the ranks of the demon envoys!

Identity is even more noble!

Even if you told her, of course.

Zhang Danyao may not know the weight of this.

.........

An hour later,

a mountain appeared at the end of the road.

Seeing the mountain appear, the martial monks were obviously excited a lot, and they all cheered up.

The great monk sitting cross-legged in the carriage also opened his eyes, clasped his hands together, and reverently chanted the Buddha's trumpet.

Not often.

The group came to Anmiao Mountain.

The road in front of the mountain is extremely smooth and wide, all paved with bluestone floors, and is several miles long.

For some reason, the road was lined with fruit trees.

It bears some unknown wild fruits.

The wild fruit is ripe, red and translucent, and looks very delicious.

At this time, there are already many people on the road.

They are all pilgrims who come to Qingjing Temple to worship Buddha.

Most of them were believers, and like the people of Jinzhou City, their faces were extremely reverent, their hands folded, and they were very respectful.

Some came by horse-drawn carriage, and even came down early and walked in person.

When Xu Qing and others appeared.

The expressions of these believers became a little more reverent, and they saluted the procession, and the Buddhist trumpet was constantly chanted.

"Amitabha..." "Amitabha..."

The great monk got up and saluted the disciples in return.

"Amitabha!"

The same was true of the warrior monks, their expressions became kind again, and they showed the most sincere smile to the pilgrims on both sides of the road, and the Buddhist trumpets chanted loudly in their mouths.

Xu Qing looked at this scene coldly, and only felt ridiculous.

He didn't know anything else.

The martial monks of this Qingjing Temple are not like monk cultivators, but more like a group of ruffians!

One set in the face, another set behind the scenes!

Hypocrisy, such is the case with the mouth honey belly sword.

If he hadn't seen the way they had beaten Zhang Danyao earlier, Xu Qing would have almost been deceived by them.

Soon.

The team began climbing.

The great monk stepped down from the carriage and also began to walk.

Anmiaoshan is not very high.

So it didn't take long for Seijingji Temple to appear at the end of the climbing road.

It is a temple with an extremely large area, and the temple gate is even more vigorously built.

On the plaque in the center, three large characters are written in gold dust.

Seijing Temple!

At the door, the number of pilgrims is even higher.

Several knowledgeable monks appeared and welcomed the richly dressed believers in.

Xu Qing looked at the temple in front of him and couldn't help but be shocked in his heart.

The three words "Qingjing Temple" are almost exactly the same as the handwriting of that ancient temple in the mountains!

The speculation was further confirmed!

Xu Qing became more vigilant, and his body tensed slightly.

Nine times out of ten, this pure temple was established by the monk Hui Hai back then!

And judging by the reaction of the great monks and martial monks, Hui Hai seems to be alive....

His arm quietly lowered and approached the hilt.

If the situation is not right, then there can only be a bloody path.

I only hope that Huihai's strength will not exceed the eighth grade.

Xu Qing lowered his head slightly and followed the team into the Qingjing Temple.

Two monks walked out of it and saluted the great monk.

"Uncle Fakong, are you back?"

Fa Kong clasped his hands together and said with a slight smile:

"Amitabha Buddha, thanks to the Buddha beads that presided, this is fortunate not to be humiliated, and all twelve Buddhas have been found."

The two monks were overjoyed when they heard this, and saluted back:

"Amitabha Buddha, good and good, in this way, all 3,600 Buddhas will be gathered, and the grand plan of the Buddha country of the presiding uncle will soon be completed!"