Pretending To Be a Holy Place, I Was Signed For a Thousand Years

  Chapter 101 The Buddha is the Tao, why not take refuge in my spiritual view

   A dazzling light suddenly emerged from the bowl, like aurora blooming, covering the courtyard.

  The majestic attraction suddenly poured out.

   "Not good! Run!"

   Yuheng and Xueling's expressions changed drastically, instantly turning into a black light, trying to escape.

  However, they found that the smelling incense made no movement at all.

   "Well? Could it be..."

   An ominous premonition rose in their hearts.

   Immediately, the attraction on the bowl became tyrannical, pulling them one by one directly.

  OM——

   The bowl trembled slightly, and it had already swallowed everyone.

   There were only four people left standing quietly. They looked at each other and took off their hoods.

   It is Qingquan, Baiyao, Caiwei and Limo.

   Caiwei's eyes were complicated. The young and handsome Taoist priest first waved his sleeves to accept Yang Tan, and now he relied on a small bowl to wipe out the remnants of the Hehuan Sect.

   Such means are terrifying!

   In the past three years, I was afraid that I would not be able to escape.

   At this moment, she really accepted her fate.

  Sun Buer and Wu Ming looked at each other, took precautions, and said respectfully, "Thank you, Elder Taishang for your protection!"

   Zhang Ming waved his hand, picked up the tea on the stone table, took a breath, and smiled with satisfaction: "The tea is still warm."

  …

  Meditation Temple, inner courtyard.

   Master Huilun sat cross-legged in the courtyard.

   "Everything should be back on track, Yijianmen will be destroyed, the Buddha statue will be completed, and tomorrow the stinky Taoist priests of Lingshu Temple will be destroyed, and Nanling City will be under my control."

   He put his hands together and looked soothed. He likes the feeling of having everything under control.

   "Amitabha, the Buddha taught all dharmas in order to save all hearts. All sufferings of all living beings must be saved."

  Hui Lun looks over the courtyard.

   "The day of the grand ceremony is the time when the supernatural powers of this seat are completed. At that time, breaking through the realm and ascending to the Yangshen, one step at a time, will reach the peak. After nine steps, the Yangshen realm will be complete."

   "This Dongling County will have no rivals!"

   He slowly spread out his palm, revealing a phantom of Nanling City, with eight Buddha statues standing in it.

   However, at this moment, an exclamation sounded from the door of the inner courtyard: "Master, it's not good!"

   The thin and thin Xu Zhucang rushed in.

  Hui Lun frowned: "What's so panic?"

  Xuzhu quickly held his breath and said, "Master, this disciple has been observing the movements of Yijianmen. Hehuan Sect has already gone to destroy them just now, but..."

   "But when they entered the courtyard, there was a flash of light inside, and there was no movement. The disciples waited for a long time, but they didn't come out. I'm afraid something happened..."

  Hui Lun's eyes sank slightly.

  Acacia Sect's scent envoys are not weak, and even if there is an accident, they shouldn't be silent.

  Is it…

   He remembered the supernatural power he sensed last time that was close to the Yangshen realm, as if it came from the direction of Yijianmen.

  Hui Lun looked up at Xu Zhu and asked, "Who has been at Yijian Sect recently?"

   Before that, they didn't pay attention to Lingshu Temple, so they didn't know that Zhang Ming and others lived in Yijianmen. However, his question reminded Xu Zhu of something.

   "Master, I was outside Yijianmen in the afternoon and saw a tiger, like the mount of a Taoist priest in Lingshu Temple."

  Hui Lun clenched his palms and said solemnly, "That's right, it must be someone from Lingshu Guan who took action! Only they dare to be enemies with this seat in Nanling City!"

   The plan to get back on track was disrupted again.

   He was very displeased.

   "It's such a great spiritual view, over and over again, you are forcing this seat to kill you sooner!"

   He stood tall, like a mountain standing up.

   A Buddha's name suddenly sounded in the courtyard: "Amitabha, nephew, who is bullying you?"

  Xuzhu's expression brightened: "Master Uncle!"

   The breeze blew, and on the bank of the broken rockery, there was a thin old monk in yellow robe.

   "Uncle Xuanku!"

   Master Huilun called respectfully.

  It turns out that he is one of the few strong men in the Yangshen realm in Xiaohanshan Temple, the first Xuanku in the Bodhi Temple.

   "Uncle Master, recently a spiritual shrine has appeared. Two Taoists have killed many monks in my Xiaohanshan Temple. I also asked Uncle Master to take action and send them to bliss!"

   Master Huilun said.

  Xuan Ku folded his ten and smiled and said, "It's important for my nephew to sit in the four-phase formation, and it's not a small matter to worry about."

   Chan Master Huilun immediately accepted the killing intent and said, "Thank you, Uncle, this matter is not in a hurry. It won't be too late to start tomorrow when the Hehuan Sect's Peak Master Xu and Peak Master Ning arrive."

   "Uncle Master, you have worked hard all the way from Xiaohanshan Temple, and please follow Xuzhu to the other courtyard to rest."

   Xuan Ku nodded: "It's okay."

  Xuzhu hurriedly saluted respectfully and said, "Master Uncle, please come this way."

   The two of them lifted their steps, but Xuan Ku suddenly stopped and looked at the eaves outside the courtyard.

   Master Huilun also looked up.

  Xuzhu felt that something was wrong. He followed their gazes, but saw nothing. He couldn't help asking, "Uncle Shi, what happened?"

   "Hehe, a bug came over."

   Xuan Ku smiled lightly, and two bright yellow rays of light suddenly shot out from his eyes, shooting through the darkness.

   The shadow over the courtyard swayed, and a figure fell from it, the maid dressed as Limo.

   "People from the Hehuan Sect?"

   Chan Master Huilun's eyes revealed a fierce light, and he immediately recognized it and hummed, "It turned out to be a puppet."

  Limo cupped his hands and smiled, "Pin Dao Zhuoguangshan Lingshu Guanqing emblem, I have seen three people."

   Zhang Ming controlled Li Mo to look at them. This was the first time he met Hui Lun in the form of a puppet.

  Hui Lun's pupils shrank, and he looked at him up and down, his eyes seemed to penetrate the causal line on the puppet bug and landed on the real Zhang Ming, which made him jealous.

   "You are the Qing emblem of Lingshu Temple?"

  Hui Lun stood with one hand on his palm, his eyes seemed to have a cold light overflowing, and he shouted: "There are some methods, but the Buddha has kind eyes, and also has angry eyes, you are ready to bear the anger of my Xiaohanshan Temple!"

  The breath of his body suddenly fell on Li Mo, trying to find Zhang Ming's primordial spirit and inflict heavy damage.

  Unfortunately, there is no harvest.

Li Mo smiled indifferently and said: "You are Zen Master Huilun? I have heard the name for a long time, the poor Taoist is here today, just to hand over the salutation. You and I have grievances and grievances. On the day of the ceremonies, you are a Buddha, and I am Dao, can you dare to argue?"

   said, he took out a letter from his arms, flicked it into the courtyard, and flew straight towards it.

  Hui Lun stretched out his hand to catch it, and saw that it was written: "Buddha is the Tao, why not take refuge in my spiritual view."

   "What a guts!"

   He frowned, and the letterhead shattered into pieces.

   "What an arrogant and arrogant Lingshu view, let's talk about it if you can live until the day of the grand ceremony!"

   Xuan Ku couldn't help but open his mouth, stretched his hand forward, pinched it in the air, and cracks appeared on Li Mo's body immediately.

boom.

   The sound of shattering porcelain rang out.

  Limo's smile was stagnant, and instantly turned into fly ash.

   "My nephew, but don't worry, this person won't survive tomorrow!"

   Xuan Ku put his hands together and promised. After speaking, he flicked his sleeves, turned and walked towards the other courtyard.

  This old monk has been sitting in meditation for many years, and his heart is still like water, but now Zhang Ming's words have broken his precepts.

  Hui Lun's eyes were cold: "This person is deliberately angering me, did he see the formation of this seat?"

   "Hmph, the more this is the case, the more this seat must remain calm and cannot leave easily. As long as the formation is completed on the day of lecturing the scriptures, there will be no one to be invincible in this Dongling County!"

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