Chapter 1174: 1174
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The top of the building is getting colder and colder.
The avenue ladder has been turned into a channel leading to the upper nine realms, and those who are not qualified to enter are doomed to be unable to enter the top building.
Moreover, half a month has passed since the opening of shangjiujing. Almost all the strong people who are qualified to enter shangjiujing have left.
The same is true in the world of burning immortals.
Time is of course precious.
As a result, there are few Lintian like this. Although he has already ranked the first place on the ladder, he has never entered Shangjiu.
This makes the monks in the city feel very strange, demon Lin What are you waiting for?
But for those big forces in the city, they feel depressed. If the demon Lin doesn't leave for a day, they can't be at ease for a day.
All these did not arouse Lintian's attention.
No one knows that he is just waiting for an opportunity, so whether he is in the three thousand realms or in the upper nine realms, there is not much difference for him.
However, it is impossible for him to give up the chance to enter shangjiujing!
Shangjiujing, which has sealed the immortality of the ages, also has unexpected opportunities. Even for the king of juetong, it has a great attraction.
Moreover, in shangjiujing, there are many enemies waiting for him. If he does not go, he will not only be unable to kill the enemy, but also be regarded as afraid!
"Alu hasn't come back yet. It seems that he has already gone to shangjiujing..."
"Old clam, when will he come out of the burning sky Valley?"
In the palace, Lin Xunqing sat and thought.
Finally, he made a decision that before the channel of shangjiujing was closed, the old clam would not appear again, and he would go on his own.
Immediately, Lintian sighed again. He had been waiting for many days, but the chance of promotion did not come.
"Do you really have to go to shangjiujing to wait for this opportunity?"
Lintian frowned.
Waiting means being passive.
He didn't like this passive feeling most.
In particular, this kind of waiting, but also whether he can advance to the top of the king's realm!
As time goes on, there are only three days left before the shangjiujing passage is closed.
Lintian couldn't bear the passive waiting. He got up and walked out of the palace, wandering aimlessly in the street.
Burning fairy city is still very prosperous and lively.
However, all the excitement had nothing to do with Lintian. He walked alone in the street, wondering whether he wanted to go out of the city and take a look at the burning sky valley.
Huh?
Suddenly, Lintian stopped and turned around.
Behind, a big blackbird in the shape of a black phoenix, with a big iron pot in its paw, is secretly planning to attack from behind.
Seeing this, the big blackbird whooshed away the black pot. It was not embarrassed at all. The old God was there and said calmly, "ha, brother, we meet again."
Lintian sneered: "yes, the way we meet each other is so special."
The big blackbird said with a smile: "ah, some old problems can't be corrected for a moment, as long as I don't feel bad."
With that, he jumped into the air with a whoosh, flapping his wings, and swept towards the top of the building in the distance.
"Dahei, why did you wait until now to leave?" Lintian asked aloud.
This big blackbird is so strange. Every time we meet, it's like being a thief. If we don't agree with each other, it's very abnormal.
"You'd better take care of yourself. You don't know when a disaster is coming!"
There was a smack of schadenfreude in the big blackbird's voice.
Lintian's black eyes coagulated. Just as he was about to ask further questions, the big black bird, which was full of obscenity, had already rushed into the top of the building and disappeared.
It is clear that it has gone to shangjiujing.
Disaster is coming?
Lintian frowned. Immediately, he found something wrong.
The nearby streets, I do not know when, were empty, not a figure, cold and quiet, empty.
His divine consciousness spread, but only in the range of thousands of feet, he suffered from isolation!
Array?
Lintian's dark eyes were cold, and his lonely figure was full of light, and an invisible power was spread.
"Lin Daoyou, we have been waiting for you for a long time."
In the distant void, a monk in black emerged.
He was white, with eighteen black rosary beads in his hand. His eyebrows and eyes were clear, his forehead was full, and his figure was as tall as a pine. However, there was a palpitating cold and indifferent color between his looks.
Muzheng!
One of the eighteen sons of dizang!
At a glance, Lintian recognized each other's identity.
In the dilapidated ancient temple under the boundary river, he once had a conflict with muzheng, and also heard from the music girl of wutianjiao, who came from Shengyin, about the origin of the eighteen sons of dizang temple.
"Wait for me?"Lintian laughed. Maybe this was what the big blackbird called "catastrophe".
He said: "I've heard that your dizang Temple regards me as the number one heretic. If you want to surpass me, then you are going to do so when you show up here?"
Mu Zheng put his hands together and declared a Buddha's name, saying: "Lin Daoyou's eyes are like a torch."
Lin Xun said with a smile, "if so, let others come out."
There was a strange color in Mu Zheng's eyes. It seemed that Lintian could detect it. Then he nodded and said, "Lin Daoyou has the power of the devil and the fighting power of the world. I'm not sure I can defeat Lin Daoyou alone."
With that, he said in a deep voice, "please come out and see me, elder martial brothers."
As soon as the voice fell, there were many figures in different directions around Lintian.
They are all dressed in black robes and holding beads. They have a solemn appearance. Although all of them stand in silence, they are as majestic as the sea.
Eighteen people are like eighteen Arhats with fruit position standing on the blood sea of corpse mountain!
These are the eighteen sons of the dizang temple, which are divided into three parts: six senses, six roots and six dust. They represent the eighteen top figures who cast the golden body of the arhat, and each of them has his own way of inheriting.
Lintian looked as calm as before, but a cold light flashed in his eyes. He said: "your dizang temple really looks up to me. Even the eighteen sons are out together, but don't you worry about all the blood today?"
Muzheng looked cold and indifferent. He said, "the Buddha said," if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? Since we show up today, we don't care about life and death. "
The other 17 monks in black also looked indifferent.
Obviously, they came prepared!
The atmosphere suddenly turned to be brutal.
In the open street and the quiet atmosphere, Lintian is alone and surrounded by 18 heirs of dizang temple. This picture is depressing.
"Why do you choose to do it at this time?" Lintian frowned and was puzzled.
"If you let Daoyou enter Shangjiu, we are afraid that it will be very difficult for us to have another chance to surpass Daoyou." Mu Zheng is very magnanimous.
But it is this magnanimous, but it is chilling.
Lintian's black eyes narrowed and said: "I asked myself that there was no deep hatred with dizang temple. Why do you still treat me like this?"
In fact, he had already known the answer from the big blackbird, and now he just wanted to confirm it again.
Muzheng said calmly, "don't you understand? You robbed the Taoist Scriptures and a piece of Bodhi wood left by the Duji patriarch of our dizang temple. In order to protect the inheritance of the clan, we can only do this."
With a look of disdain, Lin Xun said, "muzheng, you know what happened at the beginning best. I got this sutra and Bodhi wood by chance. How can I snatch it?"
"If so, the fortune and chance in the realm of juetong are not from your dizang temple. Why do you want to fight for them?"
Speaking of this, Lintian gave a silent smile. His black eyes glanced at the eighteen children on the scene, and he spat out three words in his lips: "do you want to face?"
Sound like thunder!
Mu Zheng's face changed slightly, and he soon recovered as before. He said indifferently, "what's the use of sophistry at this time, Taoist friend?"
Immediately, he said, "of course, we don't want to be friends too much. As long as you hand over the Sutra and Bodhi wood and abandon your cultivation, we will leave a way for our friends with compassion."
Lin Xun was stunned at first, then said with a smile: "what a thief, I didn't expect that you could say such shameless words."
"I'm serious. Please think twice." Wood is indifferent way, look gujingbubo, a victory in hand posture.
"Please think twice!"
The other 17 monks in black also spoke together, with grand voices and solemn faces.
Lintian's eyes were full of cold murders, and he was completely angered.
These bald donkeys, one by one, speak of compassion. In fact, this hypocritical manner is disgusting, even worse than a real villain!
"Lin Mou is not only talented, but also has refined some Buddhist and Taoist esoteric methods. Today, I'd like to see who can surpass who!"
Lintian took a deep breath, opened his mouth in a deep voice, and his whole body was full of breath. Suddenly, there was a kind of solemn Zen flavor.
This is the power of dazangjijing!
The eyes of Mu Zheng and others all narrowed slightly. At last, they were not calm. They were acutely aware that Lintian was breathing similar to them, but had a different charm.
"A heretic indeed!"
Muzheng and others all have a flash in their eyes, like an angry Buddha. His black robe makes a sound of hunting, and a terrible killing gas emerges.
"Let's do it, let's get over it!"
A monk with a thick skeleton and a resolute look came out of the battle, and a huge and surging black Buddha light emerged all over his body.
His name is Mujing. As soon as he cuts it out, his hands are folded, and a Dharma statue of Weituo appears on his head. With a fierce look, he suddenly steps up in the air and shoots down at Lin xunzhen.Dizangsi Zhenshi inheritance -- anger of Weituo!
Boom!
Wei'an's Dharma phase is full of boundless Buddha light. When one fist is pressed, the strength of that fist turns into a lotus shape. It seems that it can purify and transcend all things. It is powerful and boundless.
However, Lintian sneered, put his hands together, and above his head, a Dharma statue of Wei Tuo appeared!
The difference is that this dharma phase is burning black fire all over his body, and there is a strong air of destruction.
In addition, with one punch, the strength of the fist is transformed into a lotus. In the middle of the lotus, there is a black phoenix flying in the bath fire. It seems that she wants to strike nine days!
Dong!
The two weituos collided with each other. It was as if the two gods and men were fighting each other. They burst out limitless light and roared for nine days.
However, just one blow, the Wei Tuo FA Xiang condensed by Mujing was smashed, destroyed by endless black phoenix fire, and turned into a disaster ember!
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PS: don't worry, magic Lin will be promoted soon!
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The top of the building is getting colder and colder.
The avenue ladder has been turned into a channel leading to the upper nine realms, and those who are not qualified to enter are doomed to be unable to enter the top building.
Moreover, half a month has passed since the opening of shangjiujing. Almost all the strong people who are qualified to enter shangjiujing have left.
The same is true in the world of burning immortals.
Time is of course precious.
As a result, there are few Lintian like this. Although he has already ranked the first place on the ladder, he has never entered Shangjiu.
This makes the monks in the city feel very strange, demon Lin What are you waiting for?
But for those big forces in the city, they feel depressed. If the demon Lin doesn't leave for a day, they can't be at ease for a day.
All these did not arouse Lintian's attention.
No one knows that he is just waiting for an opportunity, so whether he is in the three thousand realms or in the upper nine realms, there is not much difference for him.
However, it is impossible for him to give up the chance to enter shangjiujing!
Shangjiujing, which has sealed the immortality of the ages, also has unexpected opportunities. Even for the king of juetong, it has a great attraction.
Moreover, in shangjiujing, there are many enemies waiting for him. If he does not go, he will not only be unable to kill the enemy, but also be regarded as afraid!
"Alu hasn't come back yet. It seems that he has already gone to shangjiujing..."
"Old clam, when will he come out of the burning sky Valley?"
In the palace, Lin Xunqing sat and thought.
Finally, he made a decision that before the channel of shangjiujing was closed, the old clam would not appear again, and he would go on his own.
Immediately, Lintian sighed again. He had been waiting for many days, but the chance of promotion did not come.
"Do you really have to go to shangjiujing to wait for this opportunity?"
Lintian frowned.
Waiting means being passive.
He didn't like this passive feeling most.
In particular, this kind of waiting, but also whether he can advance to the top of the king's realm!
As time goes on, there are only three days left before the shangjiujing passage is closed.
Lintian couldn't bear the passive waiting. He got up and walked out of the palace, wandering aimlessly in the street.
Burning fairy city is still very prosperous and lively.
However, all the excitement had nothing to do with Lintian. He walked alone in the street, wondering whether he wanted to go out of the city and take a look at the burning sky valley.
Huh?
Suddenly, Lintian stopped and turned around.
Behind, a big blackbird in the shape of a black phoenix, with a big iron pot in its paw, is secretly planning to attack from behind.
Seeing this, the big blackbird whooshed away the black pot. It was not embarrassed at all. The old God was there and said calmly, "ha, brother, we meet again."
Lintian sneered: "yes, the way we meet each other is so special."
The big blackbird said with a smile: "ah, some old problems can't be corrected for a moment, as long as I don't feel bad."
With that, he jumped into the air with a whoosh, flapping his wings, and swept towards the top of the building in the distance.
"Dahei, why did you wait until now to leave?" Lintian asked aloud.
This big blackbird is so strange. Every time we meet, it's like being a thief. If we don't agree with each other, it's very abnormal.
"You'd better take care of yourself. You don't know when a disaster is coming!"
There was a smack of schadenfreude in the big blackbird's voice.
Lintian's black eyes coagulated. Just as he was about to ask further questions, the big black bird, which was full of obscenity, had already rushed into the top of the building and disappeared.
It is clear that it has gone to shangjiujing.
Disaster is coming?
Lintian frowned. Immediately, he found something wrong.
The nearby streets, I do not know when, were empty, not a figure, cold and quiet, empty.
His divine consciousness spread, but only in the range of thousands of feet, he suffered from isolation!
Array?
Lintian's dark eyes were cold, and his lonely figure was full of light, and an invisible power was spread.
"Lin Daoyou, we have been waiting for you for a long time."
In the distant void, a monk in black emerged.
He was white, with eighteen black rosary beads in his hand. His eyebrows and eyes were clear, his forehead was full, and his figure was as tall as a pine. However, there was a palpitating cold and indifferent color between his looks.
Muzheng!
One of the eighteen sons of dizang!
At a glance, Lintian recognized each other's identity.
In the dilapidated ancient temple under the boundary river, he once had a conflict with muzheng, and also heard from the music girl of wutianjiao, who came from Shengyin, about the origin of the eighteen sons of dizang temple.
"Wait for me?"Lintian laughed. Maybe this was what the big blackbird called "catastrophe".
He said: "I've heard that your dizang Temple regards me as the number one heretic. If you want to surpass me, then you are going to do so when you show up here?"
Mu Zheng put his hands together and declared a Buddha's name, saying: "Lin Daoyou's eyes are like a torch."
Lin Xun said with a smile, "if so, let others come out."
There was a strange color in Mu Zheng's eyes. It seemed that Lintian could detect it. Then he nodded and said, "Lin Daoyou has the power of the devil and the fighting power of the world. I'm not sure I can defeat Lin Daoyou alone."
With that, he said in a deep voice, "please come out and see me, elder martial brothers."
As soon as the voice fell, there were many figures in different directions around Lintian.
They are all dressed in black robes and holding beads. They have a solemn appearance. Although all of them stand in silence, they are as majestic as the sea.
Eighteen people are like eighteen Arhats with fruit position standing on the blood sea of corpse mountain!
These are the eighteen sons of the dizang temple, which are divided into three parts: six senses, six roots and six dust. They represent the eighteen top figures who cast the golden body of the arhat, and each of them has his own way of inheriting.
Lintian looked as calm as before, but a cold light flashed in his eyes. He said: "your dizang temple really looks up to me. Even the eighteen sons are out together, but don't you worry about all the blood today?"
Muzheng looked cold and indifferent. He said, "the Buddha said," if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? Since we show up today, we don't care about life and death. "
The other 17 monks in black also looked indifferent.
Obviously, they came prepared!
The atmosphere suddenly turned to be brutal.
In the open street and the quiet atmosphere, Lintian is alone and surrounded by 18 heirs of dizang temple. This picture is depressing.
"Why do you choose to do it at this time?" Lintian frowned and was puzzled.
"If you let Daoyou enter Shangjiu, we are afraid that it will be very difficult for us to have another chance to surpass Daoyou." Mu Zheng is very magnanimous.
But it is this magnanimous, but it is chilling.
Lintian's black eyes narrowed and said: "I asked myself that there was no deep hatred with dizang temple. Why do you still treat me like this?"
In fact, he had already known the answer from the big blackbird, and now he just wanted to confirm it again.
Muzheng said calmly, "don't you understand? You robbed the Taoist Scriptures and a piece of Bodhi wood left by the Duji patriarch of our dizang temple. In order to protect the inheritance of the clan, we can only do this."
With a look of disdain, Lin Xun said, "muzheng, you know what happened at the beginning best. I got this sutra and Bodhi wood by chance. How can I snatch it?"
"If so, the fortune and chance in the realm of juetong are not from your dizang temple. Why do you want to fight for them?"
Speaking of this, Lintian gave a silent smile. His black eyes glanced at the eighteen children on the scene, and he spat out three words in his lips: "do you want to face?"
Sound like thunder!
Mu Zheng's face changed slightly, and he soon recovered as before. He said indifferently, "what's the use of sophistry at this time, Taoist friend?"
Immediately, he said, "of course, we don't want to be friends too much. As long as you hand over the Sutra and Bodhi wood and abandon your cultivation, we will leave a way for our friends with compassion."
Lin Xun was stunned at first, then said with a smile: "what a thief, I didn't expect that you could say such shameless words."
"I'm serious. Please think twice." Wood is indifferent way, look gujingbubo, a victory in hand posture.
"Please think twice!"
The other 17 monks in black also spoke together, with grand voices and solemn faces.
Lintian's eyes were full of cold murders, and he was completely angered.
These bald donkeys, one by one, speak of compassion. In fact, this hypocritical manner is disgusting, even worse than a real villain!
"Lin Mou is not only talented, but also has refined some Buddhist and Taoist esoteric methods. Today, I'd like to see who can surpass who!"
Lintian took a deep breath, opened his mouth in a deep voice, and his whole body was full of breath. Suddenly, there was a kind of solemn Zen flavor.
This is the power of dazangjijing!
The eyes of Mu Zheng and others all narrowed slightly. At last, they were not calm. They were acutely aware that Lintian was breathing similar to them, but had a different charm.
"A heretic indeed!"
Muzheng and others all have a flash in their eyes, like an angry Buddha. His black robe makes a sound of hunting, and a terrible killing gas emerges.
"Let's do it, let's get over it!"
A monk with a thick skeleton and a resolute look came out of the battle, and a huge and surging black Buddha light emerged all over his body.
His name is Mujing. As soon as he cuts it out, his hands are folded, and a Dharma statue of Weituo appears on his head. With a fierce look, he suddenly steps up in the air and shoots down at Lin xunzhen.Dizangsi Zhenshi inheritance -- anger of Weituo!
Boom!
Wei'an's Dharma phase is full of boundless Buddha light. When one fist is pressed, the strength of that fist turns into a lotus shape. It seems that it can purify and transcend all things. It is powerful and boundless.
However, Lintian sneered, put his hands together, and above his head, a Dharma statue of Wei Tuo appeared!
The difference is that this dharma phase is burning black fire all over his body, and there is a strong air of destruction.
In addition, with one punch, the strength of the fist is transformed into a lotus. In the middle of the lotus, there is a black phoenix flying in the bath fire. It seems that she wants to strike nine days!
Dong!
The two weituos collided with each other. It was as if the two gods and men were fighting each other. They burst out limitless light and roared for nine days.
However, just one blow, the Wei Tuo FA Xiang condensed by Mujing was smashed, destroyed by endless black phoenix fire, and turned into a disaster ember!
-
PS: don't worry, magic Lin will be promoted soon!
The top of the building is getting colder and colder. The avenue ladder has been turned into a channel leading to the upper nine realms, and those who are not qualified to enter are doomed to be unable to enter the top building. Moreover, half a month has passed since the opening of shangjiujing. Almost all the strong people who are qualified to enter shangjiujing have left. The same is true in the world of burning immortals. Time is of course precious. As a result, there are few Lintian like this. Although he has already ranked the first place on the ladder, he has never entered Shangjiu. This makes the monks in the city feel very strange, demon Lin What are you waiting for? But for those big forces in the city, they feel depressed. If the demon Lin doesn't leave for a day, they can't be at ease for a day. All these did not arouse Lintian's attention. No one knows that he is just waiting for an opportunity, so whether he is in the three thousand realms or in the upper nine realms, there is not much difference for him. However, it is impossible for him to give up the chance to enter shangjiujing! Shangjiujing, which has sealed the immortality of the ages, also has unexpected opportunities. Even for the king of juetong, it has a great attraction. Moreover, in shangjiujing, there are many enemies waiting for him. If he does not go, he will not only be unable to kill the enemy, but also be regarded as afraid! "Alu hasn't come back yet. It seems that he has already gone to shangjiujing..." "Old clam, when will he come out of the burning sky Valley?" In the palace, Lin Xunqing sat and thought. Finally, he made a decision that before the channel of shangjiujing was closed, the old clam would not appear again, and he would go on his own. Immediately, Lintian sighed again. He had been waiting for many days, but the chance of promotion did not come. "Do you really have to go to shangjiujing to wait for this opportunity?" Lintian frowned. Waiting means being passive. He didn't like this passive feeling most. In particular, this kind of waiting, but also whether he can advance to the top of the king's realm! As time goes on, there are only three days left before the shangjiujing passage is closed. Lintian couldn't bear the passive waiting. He got up and walked out of the palace, wandering aimlessly in the street. Burning fairy city is still very prosperous and lively. However, all the excitement had nothing to do with Lintian. He walked alone in the street, wondering whether he wanted to go out of the city and take a look at the burning sky valley. Huh? Suddenly, Lintian stopped and turned around. Behind, a big blackbird in the shape of a black phoenix, with a big iron pot in its paw, is secretly planning to attack from behind. Seeing this, the big blackbird whooshed away the black pot. It was not embarrassed at all. The old God was there and said calmly, "ha, brother, we meet again." Lintian sneered: "yes, the way we meet each other is so special." The big blackbird said with a smile: "ah, some old problems can't be corrected for a moment, as long as I don't feel bad." With that, he jumped into the air with a whoosh, flapping his wings, and swept towards the top of the building in the distance. "Dahei, why did you wait until now to leave?" Lintian asked aloud. This big blackbird is so strange. Every time we meet, it's like being a thief. If we don't agree with each other, it's very abnormal. "You'd better take care of yourself. You don't know when a disaster is coming!" There was a smack of schadenfreude in the big blackbird's voice. Lintian's black eyes coagulated. Just as he was about to ask further questions, the big black bird, which was full of obscenity, had already rushed into the top of the building and disappeared. It is clear that it has gone to shangjiujing. Disaster is coming? Lintian frowned. Immediately, he found something wrong. The nearby streets, I do not know when, were empty, not a figure, cold and quiet, empty. His divine consciousness spread, but only in the range of thousands of feet, he suffered from isolation! Array? Lintian's dark eyes were cold, and his lonely figure was full of light, and an invisible power was spread. "Lin Daoyou, we have been waiting for you for a long time." In the distant void, a monk in black emerged. He was white, with eighteen black rosary beads in his hand. His eyebrows and eyes were clear, his forehead was full, and his figure was as tall as a pine. However, there was a palpitating cold and indifferent color between his looks. Muzheng! One of the eighteen sons of dizang! At a glance, Lintian recognized each other's identity. In the dilapidated ancient temple under the boundary river, he once had a conflict with muzheng, and also heard from the music girl of wutianjiao, who came from Shengyin, about the origin of the eighteen sons of dizang temple. "Wait for me?"Lintian laughed. Maybe this was what the big blackbird called "catastrophe". He said: "I've heard that your dizang Temple regards me as the number one heretic. If you want to surpass me, then you are going to do so when you show up here?" Mu Zheng put his hands together and declared a Buddha's name, saying: "Lin Daoyou's eyes are like a torch." Lin Xun said with a smile, "if so, let others come out." There was a strange color in Mu Zheng's eyes. It seemed that Lintian could detect it. Then he nodded and said, "Lin Daoyou has the power of the devil and the fighting power of the world. I'm not sure I can defeat Lin Daoyou alone." With that, he said in a deep voice, "please come out and see me, elder martial brothers." As soon as the voice fell, there were many figures in different directions around Lintian. They are all dressed in black robes and holding beads. They have a solemn appearance. Although all of them stand in silence, they are as majestic as the sea. Eighteen people are like eighteen Arhats with fruit position standing on the blood sea of corpse mountain! These are the eighteen sons of the dizang temple, which are divided into three parts: six senses, six roots and six dust. They represent the eighteen top figures who cast the golden body of the arhat, and each of them has his own way of inheriting. Lintian looked as calm as before, but a cold light flashed in his eyes. He said: "your dizang temple really looks up to me. Even the eighteen sons are out together, but don't you worry about all the blood today?" Muzheng looked cold and indifferent. He said, "the Buddha said," if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? Since we show up today, we don't care about life and death. " The other 17 monks in black also looked indifferent. Obviously, they came prepared! The atmosphere suddenly turned to be brutal. In the open street and the quiet atmosphere, Lintian is alone and surrounded by 18 heirs of dizang temple. This picture is depressing. "Why do you choose to do it at this time?" Lintian frowned and was puzzled. "If you let Daoyou enter Shangjiu, we are afraid that it will be very difficult for us to have another chance to surpass Daoyou." Mu Zheng is very magnanimous. But it is this magnanimous, but it is chilling. Lintian's black eyes narrowed and said: "I asked myself that there was no deep hatred with dizang temple. Why do you still treat me like this?" In fact, he had already known the answer from the big blackbird, and now he just wanted to confirm it again. Muzheng said calmly, "don't you understand? You robbed the Taoist Scriptures and a piece of Bodhi wood left by the Duji patriarch of our dizang temple. In order to protect the inheritance of the clan, we can only do this." With a look of disdain, Lin Xun said, "muzheng, you know what happened at the beginning best. I got this sutra and Bodhi wood by chance. How can I snatch it?" "If so, the fortune and chance in the realm of juetong are not from your dizang temple. Why do you want to fight for them?" Speaking of this, Lintian gave a silent smile. His black eyes glanced at the eighteen children on the scene, and he spat out three words in his lips: "do you want to face?" Sound like thunder! Mu Zheng's face changed slightly, and he soon recovered as before. He said indifferently, "what's the use of sophistry at this time, Taoist friend?" Immediately, he said, "of course, we don't want to be friends too much. As long as you hand over the Sutra and Bodhi wood and abandon your cultivation, we will leave a way for our friends with compassion." Lin Xun was stunned at first, then said with a smile: "what a thief, I didn't expect that you could say such shameless words." "I'm serious. Please think twice." Wood is indifferent way, look gujingbubo, a victory in hand posture. "Please think twice!" The other 17 monks in black also spoke together, with grand voices and solemn faces. Lintian's eyes were full of cold murders, and he was completely angered. These bald donkeys, one by one, speak of compassion. In fact, this hypocritical manner is disgusting, even worse than a real villain! "Lin Mou is not only talented, but also has refined some Buddhist and Taoist esoteric methods. Today, I'd like to see who can surpass who!" Lintian took a deep breath, opened his mouth in a deep voice, and his whole body was full of breath. Suddenly, there was a kind of solemn Zen flavor. This is the power of dazangjijing! The eyes of Mu Zheng and others all narrowed slightly. At last, they were not calm. They were acutely aware that Lintian was breathing similar to them, but had a different charm. "A heretic indeed!" Muzheng and others all have a flash in their eyes, like an angry Buddha. His black robe makes a sound of hunting, and a terrible killing gas emerges. "Let's do it, let's get over it!" A monk with a thick skeleton and a resolute look came out of the battle, and a huge and surging black Buddha light emerged all over his body. His name is Mujing. As soon as he cuts it out, his hands are folded, and a Dharma statue of Weituo appears on his head. With a fierce look, he suddenly steps up in the air and shoots down at Lin xunzhen.Dizangsi Zhenshi inheritance -- anger of Weituo! Boom! Wei'an's Dharma phase is full of boundless Buddha light. When one fist is pressed, the strength of that fist turns into a lotus shape. It seems that it can purify and transcend all things. It is powerful and boundless. However, Lintian sneered, put his hands together, and above his head, a Dharma statue of Wei Tuo appeared! The difference is that this dharma phase is burning black fire all over his body, and there is a strong air of destruction. In addition, with one punch, the strength of the fist is transformed into a lotus. In the middle of the lotus, there is a black phoenix flying in the bath fire. It seems that she wants to strike nine days! Dong! The two weituos collided with each other. It was as if the two gods and men were fighting each other. They burst out limitless light and roared for nine days. However, just one blow, the Wei Tuo FA Xiang condensed by Mujing was smashed, destroyed by endless black phoenix fire, and turned into a disaster ember! - PS: don't worry, magic Lin will be promoted soon!
