Chapter 351: : Yunling

Early the next morning, outside the Lan Ruo Temple, Yan Chixia, Xia Houjie, Ning Caichen, and Nie Xiaoqian, who is an adult but not afraid of the sun, stood together and watched Zhong leave away alone.
Last night, Zhong Li and Yan Chixia Xia Houjie talked for a long time. They also have a general understanding of the situation in this world. Yang Shi, Hades, Chao Tang, rivers and lakes, and the transcendence are mostly legendary immortals. Menxianshan and the common people on the ground floor, all beings, constitute a perfect world pattern.
Unfortunately, Yan Chixia and Xia Houjie are both scattered in the rivers and lakes. Although the chance coincides with the practice and inheritance, they still do n’t know much about the immortal Xianmen Xianmen, hidden in the mountains and seas, and they have n’t contacted yet. Zhong Li If you want to find that monster dragon, you have to work hard.
Fortunately, such creatures as the Demon Dragon are rare in Zhou Tianxian Realm, let alone the level of the Demon World that is far below that level. As long as the Demon Dragon is out, the news must not be concealed. It is not difficult to find it. Zhong Li doesn't need to worry too much either. Ride on a donkey to look for a horse.
"Anchor, is this gone?"
"It's all settled, what are you waiting for?"
"Such a lady ghost ghost just gave that poor scholar?"
"Let you take a look. I don't have that idea at all. Besides, it's all women who have lost their foot. Just reach out and help. Do you still want to dedicate yourself?"
"What happened to a misplaced woman, isn't a misplaced woman a human, okay, she's really not a human, but this doesn't prevent me from giving them love and care, anchor, next time I meet a female ghost, please leave me one, this I am willing to answer. "
"Wash in front and sleep, everything in the dream ..."
Among the discussion, Zhong Li had left the forest where Lan Ruo Temple was located and walked along the official road, but instead of going to Guobei County, he went directly to Yunzhou City.
According to the description of Ning Caichen and others, the dynasty now uses "gan" as its national title, and the world is divided into Kyushu. Lanruo Temple is located in Yunzhou, one of Kyushu.
Yunzhou is located in a remote and underdeveloped area. There are one county, three counties, and twelve counties in the territory. Needless to say, the three counties and twelve counties are all backcountry or small counties. It is impossible to find clues to the monster dragon. Big, so Zhong Li went directly to Yunzhou City, the capital of Yunzhou.
Although this Yunzhou is a remote place, in the end it is one of the Kyushus in the world, and there is still a certain prosperity in the capital. It is expected that some clues about the demon dragon or the practice world can be found.
To the capital, although you do n’t need to take the dangerous wilderness path, now this world road may not be safe, the army is wild, the bandits are rampant, and there are often evil beasts and even demons hurting people, Zhongli walks all the way, I do n’t know How many dead bodies have arrived, with a disgusting stench, even if it is noon, the sky is bright, and there is no sense of warmth.
What is even more strange is that Zhongli did not encounter half a pedestrian along the way. The robbers were not seen, the officers and soldiers were not seen, and even ordinary people did not have one.
"So desolate!"
"I haven't seen anyone for a long time."
"All the bones along the way, haven't everyone died?"
"It's no wonder that Ning is a peace dog, but not a chaotic world. This world is really ..."
I don't know if the trip was too boring, or what the bones touched all the way, the noisy live room gradually quieted down, and the atmosphere was more depressed.
Suddenly, Zhong Li stopped and looked at a fork in the distance. The body suddenly burst out, and the live broadcast shot shifted. After entering the fork, he quickly came to a Buddhist temple.
"Yunling Temple!"
Another ancient Buddhist temple, but different from the deserted Lanruo Temple, the incense of Yunling Temple is not bad. The mountain gate archway is built with white marble. It seems noble and not vulgar. The bluestone steps go straight into the mountain, and there is a vaguely fragrant and shrouded envelope. With the ancient temple hall, it is more sacred and solemn.
However, the screams of sorrow and the shouting of madness shattered this tranquility and solemnity. The blood of red blood overflowed from the temple and flowed down the bluestone steps. The scent of incense in the air was also strong. Bloody replacement.
Flying past the gate of the mountain, into the temple, you saw a horrific scene of killings, monks, scarlet eyes, eyes staring, killing all around, completely lost their reason, no swordsmen, they use their hands and feet, He even bit his mouth open, tearing the flesh like a beast and swallowing it.
"This……"
"what's the situation?"
"Are they crazy?"
"The anchor is coming!"
The monk's killing in the temple saw everyone in the live broadcast room look confused, totally unaware of what happened, and Zhong Li did not show up, but the live broadcast shot moved forward again towards the central hall of the temple.
"Namo Amitabha!"
"Namo Amitabha!"
"Namo Amitabha!"
"..."
At this time, everyone found out that there is a sound of Buddhist scriptures in this central hall, but it is very difficult and very cuckoo-like. It is not as solemn and grand as it is, but it is getting weaker. So was covered by the monk's killing.
The camera fell into the hall, only to see the source of the Buddha. It was an old monk sitting in front of the statue of Rora, with a white eyebrow, long ears, and a Buddhist image of Ford, but the whole body was scarred. , Even more golden blood flows out, even if sitting on the ground, it is a crumbling image.
"Master!"
Behind this old monk, there was still a little monk, who looked like he was eleven or twelve years old. He was very immature, but his body was covered with a shining golden puppet.
The guardian, the little monk did not seem to have any abnormalities, but just watched the shaky old monk shed tears in front of him, and tried several times to tear off his body, but it had no effect at all.
In front of this old and young monk, the statue of Sakyamuni, who is dedicated to the center of the hall, is also full of cracks at this moment, and the blood of the smelt has been looming since then, and there have been waves of strange words ever since. Here it comes.
"Old bald donkey, you can't trap me, the world is changing, the yin and yang are in chaos, and the yin can't stop Daheitian anymore. Today, you and this Yunling Temple are the sacrifices I offer to Daheitian!"
Curious words, demon smelting blood, revealing a devil's twisted power, everyone in the live broadcast room felt dizzy and almost sinking.
"Since ancient times, evil has prevailed, and how can you tolerate this evil devil!"
The old monk had a firm face, regardless of the golden blood flowing around him, and the chanting of the Buddha's name continued, the golden light shone with it, and poured into the fissured statue of Sakyamuni, to suppress the inner evil.
"Hahaha!"
At this time, I heard a burst of laughter. Among the shattered Buddha statues, the blood of demon smelting and deceiving was exaggerated, but it was the golden light that came from the repression. The shattering of the Buddha statue worsened, as if it would collapse at any time.
"not good!"
The old monk changed his look, and the whole body of gold blood poured out again. While suppressing the action, he shouted to the young monk behind him: "Baiyun, go quickly, go to Daguo Temple to find your uncle, tell him that the demons are broken Seal, don't be careless! "
After all, one hand swept out, sweeping the crying young monk straight out of the hall, not wanting, a figure appeared at this time, just colliding with the flying young monk.
"Ok!"
Watching the little monk wrapped in his arms, Zhong Li frowned, set him aside, and came to the shattered statue of Shakya, whispering, "This is ..."
"Ok?"
At this time, the old monk also noticed Zhong Li and yelled loudly, saying: "The demon is about to break the seal, and this place will become a purgatory. No matter who you are, leave immediately ..."
The words were not finished, the body shivered suddenly, the golden light shining around the body quickly dimmed, and the golden blood and gold splattering from the wound gradually turned into bright red.
"Hahaha, old bald donkey, you can't hold it up!"
The golden light was dim, but the blood light was in full bloom. A crackling sound came, and the fissure of the Buddha image intensified, the light of the seductive and wicked blood flashed, showing a breathtaking magical breath.
Seeing this, the old monk who had run out of lights had to turn his head and shout to the young monk and Zhong Li: "Come on, go on!"
"boom!"
When the words fell, I heard a loud explosion, and the whole hall was shocked, and the blood of the demon seduced the evil spirits. Since the cracked statue of Shakyamura flew out, it quickly condensed into a figure and stood in the void. In the middle, looking down at the old monk who collapsed on the ground, said: "Bald donkey, I said, you can't trap me, for 100 years, 100 years, I've figured it out, hahaha!"
The man was blood-red and shimmering. Although he had a roughly human torso, his body was covered with dark red scales, and scarlet hairs were growing. A pair of horns on the skull extended and bent, showing endless evil spirits. .
"Devil!"
Seeing this, the old monk tried desperately, but his body could not move, and his eyes were desperate.
"Hahaha, die!"
The old monk ran out of lights, and that day the demon became more mad, screamed, and slammed down, killing out with the hatred of being trapped for 100 years.
however……
"boom!"
A loud noise, a light, flew out at a faster speed, hitting the broken Buddha statue heavily, bursting a scarlet thorny mark.
"..."
The air calmed down for a moment. The old monk who had to close his eyes and wait for death, looked at the demon who was blasted into the ruins for a long time.
"what!"
The old monk stumbled, but the demon didn't keep depositing that day, and he roared, and flew out of the broken Buddha image. He was covered with scars and the scales were cracked, but he couldn't take care of it. Scarlet eyes stared at Zhong Li, Hissing asked, "Who are you?"
In this regard, Zhong Li didn't say anything, because he didn't plan to waste time with this thing at all.
"A mountainous river!"
The surging air, full of palms, burst out, and the magic was too late to react, let alone dodge, and dared to have an overwhelming palm force and struck the body heavily.
"puff!"
With a bang, the flesh was scattered, and then he was still the unmatched savior, and was killed by Zhong Li's palm and was dead.
"Look ... slot?"
"What the is going on?"
"You'll finish talking and die!"
"How does this guy look so poor?"
"The anchor is careful, this thing doesn't look like a simple character, maybe it is not dead yet!"
In the live broadcast room, everyone spoke, Zhong Li ignored it, turned to the old monk majestic, raised his hand into a ray of true energy, and protected his heart.
Seeing this, the old monk reacted, shook his head, and said with a bitter smile: "The donor, there is no need to waste real power anymore. In order to suppress that devil, the poor monk has exhausted his cultivation. Now it is exhausted and immortal. Buddha cannot be saved. "
After hearing this, Zhong Li was silent for a while, then dropped his hand and asked, "What's going on?"
"Days, days!"
The old monk sighed and looked at the broken Buddha image, and murmured: "This devil was originally a warlord of the underworld demon sky. He broke through the boundary of yin and yang one hundred years ago, and came to this world as a disaster. The teacher exhausted his life to seal him and suppress it in this image of Shakya Rulai. He wanted to use the power of sentient beings to eliminate this demon, but didn't want to ... "
Having said that, the old monk shook his head again, and his eyes flashed with sorrow. He said, "This devil was suppressed in Rugao for a hundred years. It was at the last moment, but I didn't want to. The world changed a few days ago. The insurgency of the world has made the dark gods in the depths of the trapped Yin Division have the opportunity to ride a part of the power of the gods into the Yangshi and fall into my Yunling Temple. "
"Dark Demon?"
Zhong Li frowned and asked, "That's ..."
The old monk shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "I do n’t know the specific poor monk. I only heard the Master said that the dark gods existed thousands of years ago. They are the most horrible demons of the yin division, even the immortal Buddha. There is no alternative but to suppress it on the Yin Department, lest it be a disaster. "
"Immortal Buddha?"
Zhong Li murmured, and his frown was even worse.
The practice of this old monk is not bad, it has reached the middle grade, and the Buddhism is deep, it is the authentic Buddhism, showing the heritage.
Therefore, the immortal Buddha he refers to is by no means the immortal Buddha in the concept of ordinary people, but the immortal monarch, the Buddha, who are stronger than the Celestial Order.
The immortal monk Buddha is a demon who can't help but don't need to be sure that he is also a strong order in the heavens.
Thinking of this, Zhong Li looked at the old monk again and asked, "Are there any last wishes of the master?"
"Last wish?"
The old monk murmured, turned to look out of the temple, and looked at the temple. There was a trace of compassion on the pale face, and he shook his head and said, "Because of this number, Yun Ling is not there, Bai Yun, come here!"
"Master!"
Listen to this ~ EbookFREE.me ~ The little monk suddenly woke up, threw the monk by his side, and cried, "What's wrong with you, don't scare Baiyun."
"Bai Yunbei, don't cry, practice for the teacher, and finally you will be successful!"
The old monk smiled, patted Bai Yun's body, and looked at Zhong Li, saying, "There were two demons that day. After the first teacher suppressed them, they were handed over to me and my younger brother. Now Yunling Temple is robbed, so Daguo Temple may not exist. Now, I hope that the donor can take the place of the poor monk and take care of Baiyun. It is really impossible. Let him return to the vulgar and take it to a family. "
At this point, Zhong Li was very straightforward, saying, "Master rest assured, I will take care of him!"
"The mercy of the donor, Amitabha!"
With Zhongli's promise, the old monk finally let go of his last burden, smiled comfortably, put his hands in front of him, recited the Buddha's horn softly, and then silent.
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