Vol 2 Chapter 23: Conflict (2

With the opening of the Buddha Pagoda approaching, more and more people from the rivers and lakes flocked to Jinguangshan to try to break into Sanhua Temple.
There was a lot of friction between the two sides, but the overall situation was still restrained. The people from all walks of life did not force it, but shouted outside the temple.
The monks of Sanhua Temple guarded outside the temple, confronting more and more people in the arena.
In the hall where the Buddha is enshrined, Master Panlong sits on a futon and discusses countermeasures with the first seat and several elders.
"That day the sage sage Li Miaozhen also came to stir up the water, which is really hateful."
The first seat as the successor of the host, said in a deep voice.
"Nowadays, people from all walks of life are gathering more and more, and they can't be driven away. What should I do?" An elder frowned.
The current situation was something they hadn't anticipated. Originally in Buddhism's consideration, Sun Xuanji of Si Tianjian might mobilize the army to suppress and fight for dragon energy.
In this case, the King Kong of Difficulty has a reason to take action, that is, to "eliminate demons" of all the troops here, and Buddhism is also responsible.
Alan Tuo, the holy mountain of Buddhism, can even tear up the covenant and attack Dafeng on this ground. .
Of course, this is a shameless situation, and the relationship between Buddhism and Dafeng has not been so bad. But Buddhism can condemn Dafeng, demand an apology, compensation, etc.
Unexpectedly, the Dafeng army did not come, but a large group of people came.
For what these people do, the court will not pay the bill.
"Can't drive away? Amitabha, then get rid of demons." Another elder said solemnly.
Hearing the words, the first seat slowly nodded:
"It's exactly, I'm purely Buddhist, I can't allow the great warriors to act fiercely. Master, it is better to set up a demon formation outside the temple and let the group of men break through. This can shock the mob, and secondly, customize the rules. Hold them steady.
"Although King Kong said nothing, he must have been extremely dissatisfied in his heart, Master, we must handle this matter well."
Everyone looked at the host.
The host pondered for a moment, nodded and said: "Yes!"
...........
On the mountain road? Xu Qi'an was in the team of the Leizhou Chamber of Commerce? Leaded by Wen Renqianrou, he slowly leaned towards the archway under Jinguang Mountain.
The archway is built at the foot of the mountain? Three feet high? The plaque is inscribed: Sanhua Temple!
"Oh, there are still a lot of people."
Li Lingsu riding on horseback? laughed.
He didn't pretend to be Li Miaozhen anymore. Sanhua Temple was facing the "siege" scene of the heroes? All thanks to the Feiyan heroine Li Miaozhen? At this time, he was also changed to look like Li Miaozhen. How was it different from looking for death?
There is also the risk of identity being exposed.
Xu Qi'an gave an "um" and glanced around. Under the archway of Sanhua Temple, there were one horse after another. In the woods on both sides of the mountain road, there were more horses.
Looking around, people from the rivers and lakes holding all kinds of weapons gather together to chat, or lean on a tree trunk, hold their weapons and close their eyes, or sit on the side of the road, gnawing on roast chicken.
The level of excitement is comparable to the bazaar.
There are a lot of people here? There are also a lot of masters... Xu Qi'an nodded with satisfaction, which proved that his "propaganda" effect was good.
Prohibition by force? This group of chaotic and neutral people are really the best cannon fodder and pawns? Anyone can grab a handful of their wool? Let them act as tools.
Among the major systems? Confucianism and warlocks have the least "population", and the number of martial artists is the most.
There are many times more Takefu in Kyushu who walked along the route of the military than all the other major systems combined.
But according to the murals I saw in the underground palace, combined with the information provided by the ancient corpse, for a long time after the fall of the gods and demons, there were only three types of practice systems in Kyushu:
One, warrior; two, Tao; three, monster.
Among them, the martial artist and the demon race have the same goal by different routes, they both temper their physique, and take the path of proving the Tao with strength, but the demon race has a demon pill and is gifted with supernatural power. But the warrior has "intention" and he is in harmony.
As for Tao, it could not be called "Daomen" at that time, because the ancient corpse did not know the existence of "Dao Zun". Based on this alone, it can be proved that Dao Zun is not the founder of "Tao" at all.
However, these three systems have undergone completely different changes later. The martial arts and the demon are extremely prosperous, but the Taoist system is only left with the three "heaven, earth and people". The other genres are either annihilated or declining, which is not worth mentioning.
This is very unreasonable. Although the three sequelae of "Heaven, Earth and Human" are huge, it is impossible for other schools to have such sequelae.
As a result, the three schools with major problems have been passed down, but the other schools have declined..........
At this time, the shouting interrupted Xu Qi'an's thoughts, and someone surprised:
"People from Leizhou Chamber of Commerce are here, ha, someone is finally coming out."
It was a young man in strong clothes who was talking, carrying a spear in his hand. It was an army-standard spear with an old appearance. It must be bought from the black market.
Selling obsolete weapons is a common profit-making method used by top military leaders.
Wen Ren Qianrou turned her head and whispered a few words to a guard next to her. The guard rushed to the young man with the spear with a horse belly, and asked a few questions.
"Miss, the monk at Sanhua Temple is very overbearing. He has injured many people and will not let anyone enter the temple."
The guard whispered back.
Wen Renqianrou nodded, looked at Li Lingsu and Xu Qi'an, and said softly:
"Leizhou is close to the Western Regions, backed by the sect, Sanhua Temple has always been domineering. It is the government, and generally don't want to provoke them."
Xu Qi'an looked towards Jin Guangshan and said, "Talk about it."
"A few years ago, there was a drought near Sanhua Temple, and the people had no harvest. The monks in the temple did not have to produce, and life was unsustainable. The first monk Hengyin went down the mountain to alms, and several thousand catties of food were melted. Pilgrims with all their wealth."
Wen Ren Qianrou raised the corners of her mouth and sneered: "Sanhua Temple has survived the drought, but I don't know how many people starve to death because of it. Buddhism has always cultivated oneself first, and then people."
Xu Qi'an squinted, "This not only violates the Dafeng Law, but also violates the original agreement between Buddhism and Dafeng."
Wen Ren Qianrou nodded and said:
"But the chief envoy of Leizhou just climbed into the monastery symbolically and rebuked him. On the one hand, he could not provoke Buddhism, and on the other hand, when he came to the border states, he must be careful when dealing with such things.
"If things go wrong, the court may not be willing to turn their faces with Buddhism. At that time, the chief envoy will be the first scapegoat. The seniors must know how powerful Buddhism is."
Xu Qi'an didn't speak any more.
"The Buddhism is the most hypocritical. Five hundred years ago, they fought only after seeing the territory of the 100,000 mountains in southern Xinjiang. They were playing the banner of being a human race."
The little white fox twittered.
She curled up in Munanzhi's warm embrace, holding a piece of sweet pastry in her paws.
Mu Nanzhi only used a piece of pastry, and he was able to slap her successfully.
After the little white fox finished eating the cakes, his fleshy paws pressed against Munanzhi's chest, pressed hard, and said softly:
"Auntie, your are bigger than sister Ye Ji."
.........Xu Qi'an swallowed.
The crowd tied their horses and climbed the stairs.
When approaching Sanhua Temple, I heard cheers and roars, as well as the sharp clash of weapons.
"Dangdang!"
In Sanhua Temple, in the open space at the end of the stone steps, a man holding a mace was hit by several monks with clubs in various holes around his body, his body suddenly stiffened.
The middle-aged monk in the main line took the opportunity to spin around and injected the wooden stick with the air machine. The whole person drove the stick to rotate several times and hit the mace man's head heavily.
Snapped!
The mace man's body guard shattered, and red blood ran down his cheeks.
The middle-aged monk flashed his eyes and saw the people from the Leizhou Chamber of Commerce led by Wen Ren Qianrou and immediately stretched out his club and gently picked up the corpse of the mace man.
Picked it to Xu Qi'an and others.
The faces of the people around the rivers and lakes changed slightly, and the uproar continued.
The two sides confronted each other for a long time, and finally claimed the first life. Sanhua Temple was obviously impatient and planned to kill the killer.
"Smelly monk, you dare to kill."
Someone shouted.
This is asking the monk of Sanhua Temple if he really wants to die.
"Duh!"
The middle-aged monk put the stick on the ground, looked around vertically, and displayed the roar of the Buddhist lion:
"Er and others forcibly entered the temple with the intent to encroach on the Buddha's treasures, and their sins are to be blamed. However, the host is compassionate and is unwilling to commit crimes. If you want to enter the temple, you must first pass the devil formation and only allow one person to break the formation.
"Asshole!"
The people of the arena yelled, "It's shameless to beat one of you nine."
The middle-aged monk said coldly: "You can also retreat."
He is a Buddhist site, with a Buddhist attitude.
Behind him, the monks roared together.
Clang!
People from all walks of life around have drawn out their sabers and confronted the monks of Sanhua Temple.
This is the correct painting style of the monk. It is fierce and domineering. In comparison, Master Hengyuan has obviously taken a crooked road. Why are there friends with wrong styles around me.........Xu Qi'anta One step forward, I asked:
"Dare to ask Master, what treasure is out of Sanhua Temple?"
The middle-aged monk said: "The Buddha's pagoda has completed its merits, nothing more."
"I have never heard that magic weapons can also be practiced. Besides, the pagoda has completed its merits, why won't Sanhua Temple let me enter? Is it possible that we can still steal the pagoda?" Xu Qi'an asked again.
The middle-aged monk said: "What is it to you, an ordinary man, do you know that the Buddha's treasure is wonderful."
Shameless, this is clearly the dragon spirit of Dafeng, how could it become a treasure of Buddhism.
Xu Qi'an didn't speak any more, looking far away, looking deep into the temple, the tall tower with white walls and black tiles.
In his eyes, the pagoda is another look, the whole body is golden, and a golden dragon shadow clings to the tower body, slowly wandering away.
This dragon shadow is huge, entwining the towering tower body round and round. It has the same size as the dragon vein spirit on the foot of Emperor Joan of Arc that day, but the golden light is not condensed enough, and it is nowhere near the actual body of the dragon vein spirit.
"The master is unwilling to say, then I will speak for you. According to Feiyan Swordsman, the pagoda was home to the masters of the demons and savages and the witch gods during the Shanhaiguan battle. Twenty years later, those peerless masters turned into Blood pill and soul pill, this is an extraordinary opportunity and a boost to step into the third rank."
"Nonsense!"
The middle-aged monk was furious, pointed the stick at Xu Qi'an, and said: "Don't want to confuse the crowd with demon, if you are a person, then fight the poor monk."
"I'm anxious and depraved? The suppressed figures in the Pagoda Pagoda also had my great credit back then. Buddhism was too overbearing to swallow treasures alone. Do you think that no one can rule you after the death of the army god?"
Xu Qi'an raised his arms and said loudly: "Everyone, Wei Gong died in Jingshan City in battle, and Buddhism deceived him to be alive, intending to win the victory of Dafeng 20 years ago."
"That's right, the blood pill and soul pill should also have our big blessings. Why should the Buddhism swallow it alone and deceive me to give no one."
"Hand in blood pill, or set fire to Sanhua Temple."
The people of the arena responded and clamored.
Many people looked at Xu Qi'an and nodded again and again. This man made sense.
They are not robbing Buddhism magic weapons, but Buddhism first improper people, they just want to get back the share that belongs to the great service.
The waist straightened instantly.
The middle-aged monk was furious and stared at Xu Qi'an fiercely:
"It's nonsense. There is no blood pill and soul pill in Sanhua Temple. This is a deliberate provocation."
Xu Qi'an sneered at each other: "I believe in you, or in the Feiyan Swordswoman, I will only judge."
People of the arena once again responded:
"Bald donkey, shameless."
"The monks don't talk nonsense? Open your eyes and talk nonsense."
In terms of cursing the street, the monks of Sanhua Temple have ten mouths, which are no more than the mouths of this group of jumbles.
All kinds of mischievous words are flying all over the sky, the left sentence greets the women of the whole family, and the right sentence you are my son.
The monk is not a Zen master, and without that concentration, the blue veins on the foreheads of the nine monks holding sticks jumped.
"Bah, shameless!"
Little White Fox hated Buddhism the most. Seeing that everyone was insulting the monk, she followed up with a curse, and was excited about it in Munanzhi's arms.
"Fox demon?"
The middle-aged monk wanted to knock Xu Qi'an to death with a stick. Seeing this, he seized the opportunity and shouted:
"Dare to collude with the demon race and die!"
The stick in his hand shook out an arc, and rushed towards Mu Nanzhi with a stick.
Mu Nan backed away in fright, screaming.
Xu Qi'an flashed in front of her like a ghost, raised his arm to block the fiercely hacked club, and with a "click", the club filled with majestic aura broke.
Although the qi and strength were restrained by the magic nails, the flesh, muscles and bones were genuine third products, and the only anti-beating performance was retained.
The middle-aged monk's pupils shrunk slightly, and the warrior's instinct gave a warning of crisis. He was about to withdraw and retreat, forming a demon formation with the same door behind him. A strong thought suddenly flashed in his mind:
"Fuck him!"
This thought was fleeting, but it made him lose his chance. Xu Qi'an let out a breath, and threw a green gas on the face of the middle-aged monk.
"Ho, ho..."
The middle-aged monk had difficulty breathing, his lungs were on fire, and his breathing sounded like an old bellows.
He stared at Xu Qi'an desperately, and staggered to the ground.
The mental influence of Heart Gu is combined with Poison Gu, and the effect is not bad. Well, with Qi Jue Gu's current strength, I have almost no opponents under Rank 4, and when I left the capital, my strength was at most weak Rank 5... ...
Xu Qi'an was still very satisfied with the progress of Qi Jue Gu's cultivation.
Just now, it was heartfelt Gu that affected the middle-aged monk and made him make the wrong decision.
The people around the rivers and lakes were surprised and delighted when they saw this scene. Just now, the middle-aged monk used a formation to besiege a sixth-rank copper-skinned and iron-boned warrior. He was so powerful that he was terrified.
As a result, I met this man in Tsing Yi.
"He uses poison..."
In the crowd, someone said.
"It can be seen from this glance, but this monk is at least in the realm of refining the gods, and ordinary secret calculations are not useful."
Someone immediately rebutted.
Everyone whispered and looked at Xu Qi'an frequently, knowing that this was a master.
but.........
"He seems to want to poison the monk to death. Killing the monk at Sanhua Temple will result in revenge."
"The host of Sanhua Temple is a fourth-tier Zen master, so it's not easy to mess with."
"What are you afraid of? He seems to be from the Leizhou Chamber of Commerce, and there are also Grade 4 in the Chamber of Commerce."
As he was talking, a young monk with deep eyes and a high nose walked out of the temple.
"Brother Jingxin."
The eight monks holding sticks were overjoyed, pointing to Xu Qi'an, and said: "This person took the lead in making trouble and attacked Senior Brother Yinshun by means of three abuses."
"Put down the butcher knife and look back."
The gentle voice full of compassion contains the power to cleanse the mood, so that everyone present will be empty, and their hearts will be soft and kind.
In the sound of "Dangdang", the weapons in everyone's hands fell to the ground.
A few seconds later, the people of the rivers and lakes broke free from the influence of the Buddhist precepts, and their faces were shocked.
"Is it a disciple? No, it may also be an ascetic."
"It is very likely to be an ascetic monk, and the discipline of ordinary law practitioners is not so strong..."
People in Leizhou are very familiar with Buddhism, which is unmatched by people in other states.
"Amitabha, is also a donor."
Monk Jingxin folded his hands together, ignoring the crowd, looking at Xu Qi'an with a cold face:
"The donor has repeatedly come to this temple to provoke and make trouble. You need to know that Buddhism is compassionate, but there are also vajra anger."
The surrounding monks and people from all walks of life looked at Xu Qi'an to see how he would respond.
Xu Qi'an picked up his toes, and flew him to Monk Jingxin's feet just like the middle-aged monk picked up the body of the sixth-rank martial artist.
Monk Jingxin grabbed both hands, with the help of the middle-aged monk, after careful inspection, frowned.
"Only I can solve the poison on his body, let us enter the temple, or he will die."
Xu Qi'an maintains a high-level personality, and his tone is flat.
There are specializations in the art industry, Buddhism is not good at detoxification, pharmacology is the domain of poison Gu masters and warlocks, and the Taoism is rough.
The people from Leizhou Rivers and Lakes who thought Xu Qi'an was soft but disappointed, his eyes lit up when he heard this.
No wonder it is easy to return someone, because it turns out to be confident.
Monk Jingxin took a deep look at Xu Qi'an, turned sideways, and made a "please" gesture, saying:
"The donor can enter the temple, the poor monk is the master, let you in."
One after another, they looked at Xu Qi'an together.
You are going to close the door and beat the dog......... Xu Qi'an understood what the other party meant.
Seeing him hesitate, Monk Jingxin asked: "Why, the donor is timid?"
If I were ten years younger, my brain would be hot... Xu Qi'an stood with his hands and said loudly: "A few, don't show up at this time, when will you wait?"
The voice fell, and a hearty laughter came from below the stone steps: "Tang is willing to accompany his brother to the temple."
Everyone looked back and saw an eight-foot-tall man with double knives in a strong suit climbing up the steps, followed by a group of disciples who also carried double knives.
"The double knife gate is here."
Someone shouted in surprise.
Xu Qi'an's gaze swept over the double-knife sect master automatically, and looked at a vigorous woman behind him. She was tall, with plump lips, bright eyes, and a pretty face. She was a very sassy beauty.
Call, call........ Liu Yun came, I met her when I was in the capital.
Afterwards, Xu Qi'an remembered the name of this beauty, and immediately looked at the Tianzong Shengzi, and found that the scumbag was smiling, looking at Liu Yun with admiration.
At this time, there was a sound in the dense forest, accompanied by the clanging sound of armor, a young general with dark skin and bright eyes stepped out on the bush.
He was carrying a long spear and a waist-and-hip standard saber, his eyes were fierce, with the murderous air of a soldier, and there was a blade of grass in his mouth.
"Fangzhou Town Fu Li Shaoyun!"
He held a gun, looked at the crowd with slanted eyes, and reported his name.
"I heard that there is a baby in Sanhua Temple, which can help Fourth Stage step into the extraordinary realm, especially to see. Bald donkey, dare to stop me, I shot you to death."
Leizhou is a soldier, and the fourth rank of a general is even better.
Crazy.........All the people in the rivers and lakes looked sideways. This person looked like a military person, with an arrogant tone, and he made no secret of his aura.
This was not over yet, and not long after, a loud eagle cried from the sky.
A dozen red-tailed eagles with wings spread three feet and seven feet, flew from a distance, swam in the sky of Jinguangshan, and slowly landed.
The wings flew with strong winds, blowing up dust and fallen leaves.
The people below dispersed, clearing an open space for the red-tailed eagle to land.
The headed knight, wearing armor, has the iconic dark skin of Leizhou people, has a burly stature, and has a rough scum.
On the back of the red-tailed fierce eagle behind him, all armored soldiers.
Yuan Yi!
Leizhou Commander Yuan Yi.
Most of the people in the rivers and lakes did not have the chance to see this prominent martial artist in Leizhou, and did not recognize them for the first time, until someone in the crowd was surprised:
"All command Yuan Yi?"
The uproar suddenly sounded.
A few days ago, it was reported that the commander of Leizhou Capital Yuan Yi visited the Feiyan Swordswoman and inquired about the strange treasure of Sanhua Temple.
It really wasn't a lie.
Yuan Yi really came.
It's lively now, which is a good thing for everyone.
The more masters, the more chaotic the situation and the more opportunities to fish in troubled waters.
Yuan Yi looked around, automatically ignoring the people from the rivers and lakes, first nodded to Wenren Qianrou, then looked at the armor-covered youth, froze for a moment, and frowned:
"Li Shaoyun, why are you here? As the town caretaker, it is a big crime to leave the barracks without permission."
The young man with a gun grinned:
"All commanders, you don't have to take the official rank to suppress others. Lao Tzu is here to grab the blood pill. If you can be promoted to the third rank, you have to give me the position under your butt.
"If you didn't rush, it would be a big deal to get a few hundred sticks, or dismiss or demote, it would not be a big problem."
As a fourth-rank martial artist, his cultivation is the greatest reliance. As long as he doesn't make a big mistake and is appropriately self-willed, both the court and the government will tolerate him.
He is confident.
"I think your skin is itchy again."
Yuan Yi glared at him and cursed: "Don't get out yet."
Li Shaoyun smiled, and ran over.
"All commanders are Yuan Yi, Tang Yuanwu of the double-sword gate, Li Shaoyun of Fangzhou Town, and the mysterious master in Tsing Yi, as well as the Fourth Pin Keqing of the Leizhou Chamber of Commerce..."
"There are five fourth-ranks present, and fifth-rank masters are more than the number of hands. Now let's see how arrogant the monks in Sanhua Temple are."
"Don't be careless, the presiding officer and the first seat of Sanhua Temple are all ascetics, plus this monk named Jingxin from nowhere, his strength is not weak. Besides, the masters of Sanhua Temple are like clouds."
"Isn't there still us? No matter how many masters in Sanhua Temple, there are as many as us? There are still a group of at the foot of the mountain that haven't come up. Later, the buddha pagoda opens, let's ascend and call for all."
During the conversation, everyone saw an old monk with white eyebrows and white beards leading a group of monks.
"Amitabha Buddha, Master Yuan Du, has been missing for many years."
Abbot Panlong put his hands together in salute.
"Master Panlong."
Yuan Yi bowed his hands.
"Master Commander, are you here on behalf of Leizhou government and Dafeng?"
Abbot Panlong reprimanded: "Dafeng and Buddhism are allies. How are the people in the arena has nothing to do with the Dafeng court, but you can't. Go back quickly."
Yuan Yi shook his head: "The official has been stuck in the fourth stage for many years and cannot break through. I heard that the blood pill was born in Sanhua Temple, so I came to seek pill. In the Shanhaiguan battle, I gave a lot of help. There is no reason why Buddhism swallows this blood pill. Right.
"Furthermore, the official came as a private person, with only his confidant, without the army, and has nothing to do with the court."
Abbot Panlong chanted the Buddha's name again and said: "Old Na sincerely persuades you, you won't listen."
He said no more.
But everyone saw again that a group of people came out of the temple, carrying a sedan chair without a roof, hanging down the curtains, and sitting on it with identical twin sister flowers.
One of the charming women giggled and said:
"Master, if you let our sisters kill this Yuan Yi for you, and the court will ask about it, it has nothing to do with you. If Dafeng has the courage to question Buddhism."
Yuan Yi squinted his eyes.
Li Lingsu immediately lowered his head and quickly distanced himself from Xu Qian.
This old man doesn't speak martial ethics, if he makes another kick at this time, he will feel uncomfortable.
When seeing the Tsing Yi, the two Eastern sisters subconsciously squinted their eyes, and after careful examination, they moved their eyes away from paying attention.
He just wore the same green robe, but it was not the guy who took Li Lang from Pingzhou.
"Bitch!"
Wenren Qianrou suddenly furious, stepped out, pointing at the Eastern sisters and cursing.
Dongfang Wanrong smiled, squinted her eyes, and slowly said, "This girl, do we know each other?"
Dongfang Wanqing examined it for a few seconds, then suddenly sneered:
"Oh, it's the who hooked up when the bad-hearted guy ran away. My sister, you found her when you divination and tracked all the way. If it wasn't for this who had a few masters around and was eager to track down the bad-hearted guy at the time, let her be killed Up."
While speaking, the curtains suddenly separated, and Dongfang Wanqing turned into a black shadow and flew out, killing Xiang Wenren and Qianrou.
Li Lingsu's face changed drastically, and he was about to rush out to stop him, Wen Ren Qianrou's Sipin Keqing next to him reacted faster, rushed a few steps, and pushed out with both palms.
boom!
The collision sound of the air machine was like a jiao thunder, and the dust rose instantly, and the surrounding trees seemed to be bent by the strong wind.
The heroes staggered and staggered back.
Wen Ren's Sipin Keqing's face suddenly turned pale, then flushed, forcing the blood rushing to her throat right now.
On the other hand, Dongfang Wanqing fell back to the sedan chair lightly, without changing his face.
Fourth grade is also divided into strong and weak.
"Again, it's Grade 4 again?"
"It seems to be better than the Fourth Pin Keqing of Leizhou Chamber of Commerce."
"Hi...what's the origin of these sisters?"
"Not a master of Leizhou."
Perceiving the strength of the Eastern sisters, everyone's heart sank. These sisters are obviously masters in the Sanhua Temple camp.
In this way, the number of four-rank masters on both sides is even.
Yuan Yi, Li Shaoyun, and the master of the double swordsman, the three fourth-rank masters had serious faces.
"It turns out that Sanhua Temple has already had allies. No wonder it is so domineering and so confident."
Commander Yuan Yi said lightly.
Monk Jingxin turned around, bent towards the temple, and said:
"Please help Master Uncle to drive away these idlers."
Dongfang Wanrong smiled and groaned: "Please, Elder Ilbu, expel the idle people and so on."
The sudden opening of these two people left Leizhou's heroes at a loss for a while, and at the same time instinctively sank.
When it was, two terrifying breaths rose into the sky, one breath came from the depths of Sanhua Temple, and the other breath came from the dense forest on the left.
The moment they felt the two breaths, two words came into their minds: extraordinary!
Beyond the breath of mortals.
Although most of them have never been in contact with the third rank in their entire lives, the pressure from the life level allows them to "naturally" know the level of the other party.
Grade 4 or higher is an extraordinary realm, which is no longer the same as a mortal.
"Get out of Sanhua Temple for fifty miles."
Inside the temple, there was a thunderous roar.
The crowd listened to their ears, their chests were full of blood, and their eyes turned black.
The roar of the Buddhist lion, the roar of the Buddhist lion performed by the third-rank monk.
This is because the opponent has left his hand. If he roars with all his strength and is below Rank 6, he will die on the spot. Below grade 4, confusion.
The other breath did not speak, but it also brought huge pressure to everyone, both heart and body pressure.
The heroes of Leizhou were trembling, and the fourth-rank masters such as Yuan Yi weren’t much better. The fourth-rank in any state was a mountain king-level figure.
But in the face of the third rank that surpassed the realm of mortals, it was no different from the low-grade monks.
The worms and the mice that rattle hands.
Looking at the Leizhou Wufu, all their faces were pale and panic. The monks of Sanhua Temple smiled and put their hands together leisurely.
"This, this...... Two third grade?"
"Hey, it seems that we have no relationship with the treasure, nothing more."
"The third grade is unmatched, unmatched."
In this situation, the heroes and heroes present were reluctant to retreat.
Not to mention two or three products, just one, it is enough to sweep them all.
Compete for treasures, only if there is hope, and if the impossible is made clear, what else is there to fight for? Isn't it more fragrant to go to the brothel to sleep with the mother-in-law?
The Sword Master sighed.
Yuan Yi said quietly:
"It seems that there are more blood pills in the pagoda than we imagined, and they are more pure. The one in the forest is the spiritual wisdom master of the witch sect, I can't mistake it for the unique breath of the wizard.
"As soon as the Witch God Sect started a war with me, Buddhism immediately formed an alliance with the Witch God Sect. Can I see the imperial court?"
Du Nan said indifferently: "Da Feng court? A third-rank martial artist has no court, which is far worse than twenty years ago."
The guardian King Kong said coldly, showing an extremely bad impression of Dafeng.
Most Buddhism seniors can't understand Dafeng, because Dafeng is a famous dog.
Six hundred years ago, the founding emperor of Dafeng acted as a scorpion dog and put up the witch sect.
Three hundred years ago, Confucianism and the imperial court once again acted as pet dogs and wrecked the Buddha in the Central Plains.
The Dharma Protector King Kong is a monk, and the monk has a grumpy temper and goes straight forward.
Yuan Yi's face was pale, but he didn't dare to contradict him. With Dafeng's current national strength, he didn't dare to turn his face with Buddhism. Even if the third-rank King Kong inside slapped him into mud, the court would at best condemn and condemn him.
But being so humiliated by the third-tier King Kong, and cut off the opportunity to compete for the treasure, made him angry and unwilling.
Behind Tang Yuanwu, the master of the double-knife gate, Liu Yun couldn't help refuting: "Who said that Dafeng has no third grade? If our Dafeng Xu Yinluo is here, seniors, would you dare to speak wildly?"
The King Kong deep in the temple remained silent, seemingly disdain to answer.
In the dense forest, there was a sneer: "The surname Xu is already a waste, so why be afraid."
Liu Yun's face suddenly flushed, and she took a step forward and said loudly:
"Even if the predecessor is a spiritual teacher of the witch gods, the little girl will not allow you to slander Xu Yinluo."
The Leizhou heroes, whose morale fell to the bottom, resounded like a glorious reflection.
The Linghui master in the woods smiled and said, "Do you dare to get a knife?"
Liu Yunying's vigorous eyebrows were erected: "Why not dare."
She leaned her hands behind her back, grabbed the handle of the knife, and was about to pull it out. Unexpectedly, the two knives seemed to be rusted in the scabbard. No matter how hard she tried, she blushed and she couldn't pull out the knives.
"Humph!"
Master Linghui snorted coldly.
Liu Yunru was struck by lightning and fell to her knees, vomiting blood with a "wow".
Master Linghui in the dense forest said lightly: "Desperate King Kong, if you are concerned about the covenant and it is inconvenient to take action, then I will do it for you and clear the group of trash fish. It just happens that you can make a corpse soldier and bring it to Jingshan City."
Wow...The group of heroes backed away again and again.
"Kill us all? What a big tone! A mere spiritual master~EbookFREE.me~ when you are a wizard god?"
In the chaos, there was a sudden sneer.
Everyone turned their heads in amazement, looking at the Tsing Yi, as if looking at a fool.
Is it a long-term life for a spirit-wise master of the witch sect?
Is he really afraid to do it?
The Sorcerer Sect and Dafeng are now life and death enemies, and they will never be merciless in killing people.
You want to die, don't bother us.
Li Lingsu's eyes lit up, and his heart was coming. This old monster was about to explode.
Others might treat third-rank masters as gods, but Li Lingsu knew that Xu Qian, an old monster, was a hidden master who had played chess with Jianzheng.
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PS: Push a book: "The Fierce Master of the Heavens".