Chapter 705: Gamble

Daoyou is polite. Chen Luoyang looked indifferent, glanced at the monks in front of him.
I wonder if it's an appointment.
There were four people in the Qing Dynasty: Yu Qingniu, Miaosheng Taoist, Li Zhifei, and Du Deji.
Four monks also came from the opposite world.
"This is the abbot of Xuantong of Ningyuan Temple in Xunjiejie." Miaosheng Taoist first introduced Chen Luoyang to the skinny old monk who looked like Liuli, and then introduced the other three.
One of them, Miaosheng Taoist, specially introduced: "The candle dragon is deceased, and now it is in the Lenga Temple of this abbot."
Na Baoxiang's solemn middle-aged monk slammed Chen Luoyang into two palms: "Chen Shizhu."
Chen Luoyang looked as usual, and nodded: "I came from the candle dragon's legacy, I believe you all know it."
The four monks in front of Xuantong and the bitter tree were impatient and nodded calmly.
Chen Luoyang, with his hands on his back, stood in the middle of the Buddha's kingdom, and opened his door to see the mountains: "The Red Dust Candle Dragon Soul, the Qingwei Candle Gentiana, the grandmother Candle Dragon Remains, and the three are united.
I did not intend to revive the ancient candle dragon, so that they would not occupy all three. After the candle dragon soul was united, it only benefited my subordinates, and the rest were not greedy. "
On the one hand, the Miaosheng Taoist representative on behalf of Qing Weijie smiled and said, "The candle dragon gentian is already Chen Jushi's thing, and the candle dragon soul is united. It has nothing to do with me. I am here today as a witness."
Chen Luoyang bowed his head and looked at the four monks in the grandma's world: "Everyone can benefit from both, and share the benefits of the unity of the soul of the candle dragon. I won't monopolize it. What about the four Taoist friends?"
He made a bid, and the abbot Xuantong on the opposite side folded his hands together: "This matter was discussed before my generation came.
The unity of the soul of the candle dragon is indeed a heaven and a fate, and it should be fulfilled. Chen Shizhu can stop his greed and be kind.
However, my generation is not greedy for the power of the candle dragon, and is willing to give all to the donor ... "
When Abbot Xuantong spoke, the bitter Abbot of Lenga Temple, who was the true owner of the Candle Dragon Remnant, was safe and sound, and apparently had reached a consensus long ago, but he did not know whether there would be compensation rewards in the heavenly Buddha of Xuntong.
"But in addition to the unity of the candle dragon soul, I also have a request to ask Chen Shizhu to complete it." Abbot Xuantong continued: "Besides hearing the bitter sea magic tower, there are great reincarnations in Red Dust, and Chen Shizhu I have got the Agnez Bell from the mountains and seas? "
Chen Luoyang said indifferently, "Yes."
The abbots of Xuantong and the two palms were folded together: "The demon Buddha's iniquity, endless poison, Hongchen's supreme tolerance is large, and the demon Buddha's iniquity rests in Hongchen's health. I don't dare to bet on Hongchen's affairs, but I hope to smash the bitter sea demon tower and reincarnation Three magical relics of Pan and Anie Lingzhong, so that these three magical treasures will not continue to harm the common people, and hope that the Chen donor will be complete. "
Chen Luoyang said calmly: "These three treasures are now in my hands, and I have the power to control them. They will not endanger the lives of others, so rest assured."
When Abbot Xuantong heard the words, he shook his head gently: "Chen Shizhu is Hongchen's supreme biography, and the inheritance of the teacher's family, why bother to hunt down the poison of the demon Buddha?"
Chen Luoyang's tone was neither salty nor light: "You doubt me?"
Mr. Xuantong smiled: "Chen Shizhu's ambitions, even though his wife is far away from his uncle, he has heard of it."
On the side of the Qing micro-world, Yu Qingniu said at this time: "The abbot Xuantong is probably overdone, but I cannot agree with the poor."
The three men behind Xuan Tong looked at Yu Qingniu.
Nonsense, you do n’t have any fart, your Taomen Qingniu concept is still good in the red dust world.
The Buddhist monk Xiaoxi went from the abbot to the abbot Puhui to the ordinary disciples and was destroyed. Can it be the same?
Anyway, a true Taoist pass through the twentieth realm, licking a young man who is in the same realm as you in the face of the Buddha, are you ashamed?
With a cow in the name, does the skin really look like cowhide?
The abdomen of Mr. Xuantong's thin cheeks was serene, but he looked at Chen Luoyang quietly: "The relic of the Buddha and Buddha, changing the candle dragon for one, if Chen Shizhu really finds it difficult, then we can just stop there."
Chen Luoyang looked up and down in front of the pure land of the Buddhist kingdom: "Looks like, you have n’t brought out the grandmother world here?"
Abbot Xuantong bowed his head: "Yes."
"I wonder what the relationship between the four of you is?" Chen Luoyang held his back and moved his neck. "Come together and come in the same voice, shouldn't it be good?"
In front of the grandmother, the four heard the words and frowned slightly.
Miaosheng Taoists in the Qing Weijie smiled and said, "These four Taoist friends have always made good friends in the world of grandma, and they are connected with one another."
Chen Luoyang nodded and stared at Abbot Xuantong: "The three troublesome Taoists are here to accompany me to wait, and the remaining one will go back to get the candle dragons, and I believe you will not leave them alone."
As he spoke, the billowing black mist spread from him.
Under the influence of the horrible "dark sun", the surrounding pure dazzling land of Buddha suddenly became unstable, a large amount of Buddha light was swallowed up by darkness, and tranquility and peace ceased.
The abbot Su and other three were serious.
Only Abbot Xuantong was still at ease.
He clasped his palms together, as if the twilight morning bell sounded, sweeping the Quartet, quieting the pure land of the Buddha kingdom, facing Chen Luoyang's "black sun" tit-for-tat.
"Chen Shi is indeed overbearing." Abbot Xuantong shook his head: "However, since the four old men come together, they can of course walk together."
"Daoyou don't hurry." Miaosheng Taoist smiled slightly, his body clearing his breath.
Purple gas wafted from Yu Qingniu.
Li Zhifei blew white gas on his body.
On Du De's body, countless light dots interspersed with black, yellow, and purple, like a mist of light.
The strong men of the Fourth Avenue Gate and Chen Luoyang united, and immediately caused the Pure Land of the Buddha Kingdom to collapse completely, making it difficult to support.
"Hongchen and Qingwei joined forces, naturally, strong, but the old man and others can't make concessions because of this." The abbot Xuantong and others waited closely.
Miao Sheng said with a smile: "Since mysterious friends are so confident in their own strength, why don't you make a bet?"
Abbot Xuantong took a deep look at each other: "What?"
The Miaosheng Taoist stood between him and Chen Luoyang: "Dao Younao is under the heavenly Buddha in Xunpo. One of the three deities and monks has reached the top of the art industry with Chen Jushi. , To avoid harm to the Three Realms, Daoyou think so? "
Abbot Xuantong fell into silence and did not answer immediately.
Miaosheng Taoist looked at Chen Luoyang.
Chen Luoyang watched Abbot Xuantong: "I have no opinion."
"Then, the bet is the three treasures of the demon Buddha and the relic of the candle dragon." Miaosheng Taoist nodded: "What do you mean by mysterious friends of the mysterious channel? Daojun is up, you two fight, as long as other people do not intervene, I will never intervene in the micro-world. If you win, we will leave immediately. "
The abbot of Lengjia Temple said at this time: "The poor monk has no objection, it is up to Master Xuantong."
The abbot Xuantong nodded slowly, and said to the abbot of the bitter tree, "In this case, there is a toil tree returning to the grandmother's realm to take the remains of the candle dragon."
The bitter tree abbot folded his palms: "Yes."
Say stop and turn away.
Neither Chen Luoyang nor the Qing micro-world stopped them.
Abbot Xuantong looked at Chen Luoyang again.
Chen Luoyang raised his hand and volleyed.
In the dark fog behind him, three shadows were looming: a treasure trove, a roulette wheel, and a cracked ancient clock.
The sinister breath that came out of it was no less sensitive to the three true strongmen of the Buddha, and they immediately recognized that it was the three treasures of the devil, the bitter sea and the magic tower, the reincarnation disk, and the Agnir bell.
The three abbots of Xuantong, with their palms folded together, shouted loudly, with a more serious look.
"Two, just more than the personal art industry, or even all the treasures?" Yu Qingniu asked at this time.
The abbot Xuantong said: "The old man's realm is even higher and he doesn't dare to take advantage of the treasure, so he only teaches Chen Shizhu Gaoming with a pair of meat palms, and Chen Shizhu is free."
"Then fist to fist." Chen Luoyang said casually.
After a moment, the abbot Master Shuren of the Langa Temple, who had just left, returned to this void.
He came to Chen Luoyang, nodded slightly, and then raised his right robe sleeve.
The wide cuff of the monk's robe accommodated Qiankun. At this time, it was unfolded and a huge keel appeared.
The keel is red, and the faint changes of the skull eye socket are faintly flashing. From it, the breath of power that shakes time and space is indeed left by the candle dragon.
"In the past, the poor monk only found his bones by chance, not a complete demise."
After looking at the remains, Chen Luoyang retracted his eyes and nodded: "No matter."
He looked to Abbot Xuantong: "Let's start now."
"Chen Shi, please." Abbot Xuantong bowed his head.
In the dark fog around Chen Luoyang's body, rounds of "black days" emerged.
He walked slowly towards Abbot Xuantong.
Each step forward, the numerous "dark days" around his body inflated by one point, and the pressure surged towards the abbot Xuantong like a mountain.
The abbot Xuantong stood still, only the light of the Buddha was flowing, manifesting a golden Buddha image, as if it had been forever in ancient times, hanging in the center of the universe.
Even as Chen Luoyang's "dark sun" became stronger and stronger, the skinny old monk remained motionless.
Chen Luoyang nodded secretly, and the expressions of the four men in the gate were also dignified.
The other party does have a doorway.
With the eyesight of Abbot Xuantong, it is impossible to see that Chen Luoyang stepped up, getting stronger and stronger, until finally unstoppable.
If you change someone else, you should take the first shot and hit halfway, not giving Chen Luoyang time to continue to grow.
However, Abbot Xuantong is that the old is still moving at ~ EbookFREE.me ~, it seems that he totally grows out of Chen Luoyang's "dark sun", and may eventually reach a completely irresistible level.
The old monk just waited quietly in place.
Chen Luoyang was also polite, stopped in front of Abbot Xuantong, and stood face to face with him.
The "dark sun" around his body became larger and larger, and he automatically approached abbot Xuantong when it swelled, and finally slammed into the opponent's golden body.
As soon as he touched, Chen Luoyang raised his eyebrows slightly.
His "dark day" swallowed the sky, and he could annex and refine the opponent's attack or defense.
But the golden body of the abbot of Xuantong was very condensed, and the "dark sun" even gave birth to the feeling that the tiger could not bite the sky.
Chen Luoyang smiled and said nothing.
"Dark Sun" no longer devours, but the power suddenly bursts out, bombarding each other's golden body with the toughest posture!