dude is so righteous

A flash of sword light thundered from the ground, rushing up from an ancient mansion in the Great Chu Imperial City, the swords of all the swordsmen in the entire Great Chu Imperial City were trembling at this moment, as if they were about to be sucked away by this sword light like.

After a long time, the sword light dissipated.

In the void, a handsome middle-aged swordsman with his hands behind his back and his feet stepping on a broad sword is holding his sword in the air. Behind him, there are constantly bright lights of the sword cracking the sky.

"Wu Ce, the contemporary head of the Wu family, has met His Majesty."

Wu Ce stomped on the blade of the sword, bowed slightly, his toga fluttered, chic and eye-catching.

The empress wore a crown, noble and glamorous, her white chin nodded slightly, and then she pinched the wide sleeve of her luxurious robe with one hand and waved her hand.

Wu Ce clasped his fists immediately, and the next moment, it turned into a sword light, fleeing away in an instant.

The Great Zhou Dynasty, a low-key dynasty.

But on this day, deep in the palace, there was a very grand Taoist temple with red walls and black tiles, and a tall and wide gate.

View inside.

The Emperor Da Zhou in loose clothes walked out of the alchemy room and patted the dust left over from alchemy on his body.

With a vicissitudes of life and a slightly unshaven face, he looked in the direction of Wangchuan Temple.

"Master goes out of school"

"Ha ha."

With a chuckle, this incomparably low-key Emperor of the Great Zhou took out a small golden bell and shook it lightly.

The sound of the bell is clear and sweet.

On the sky, a white cloud as white as cotton floated.

On top of the white clouds, a beautiful Taoist nun sits cross-legged, wearing a Tai Chi gown and a lotus flower crown on her head. Between her eyebrows, there is a pattern of fire and clouds painted with cinnabar, adding a bit of dust, and adding a bit of coquettish charm.

Even a loose Taoist robe can't hide the plump figure of the Taoist nun.

"Trouble Daoist Hong to go there, this matter is very important."

The emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty was as gentle as jade, glanced at the Taoist nun, and said with a smile.

"Your Majesty is very kind."

The nun's plump red lips parted slightly, revealing a neat row of white teeth, and then she sat cross-legged on a cotton-like cloud, which floated out in an instant.

Three beams of light flew by quickly, one purple, one blue, and one white, flying across the sky like three gods.

The speed is extremely fast, and at this moment, the master has just taken six steps and landed on Wangchuan Temple.

In the small building of Spring Breeze.

Li Xiuyuan, who had just made warm tea and was waiting for his master's return, seemed to have sensed something, raised his head, and looked towards the academy.

Shaking his head wryly.

"It's really like a group of mad dogs smelling fish"

"Do you think it will take a long time for the master to deal with the Buddha head who has just entered the fourth realm?"

Li Xiuyuan stood up, stretched himself, took out a sage book and continued reading.

The top of Wangchuan Temple.

Around the Buddha's head, Buddha beads engraved with obscure Sanskrit characters are suspended one after another, and one after another small Buddha seems to be formed in the beads.

The magnificent and noble ancient temple collapsed and shattered in the midst of applause.

Many first-rank masters felt chills in their hearts.

This is too strong.

The master put his hands behind his back and looked at the Buddha's head Fatian calmly.

"Oh"

"Look at you, you want to hold the old man back"

The master laughed.

However, it was seen that Master was walking step by step in the martial arts arena on the top of Wuliang Mountain, and in the midst of all the attention, he came to the side of Wanfo Bell.

One hand is behind the back, and the other hand lifts the ten thousand Buddha bell of the ten thousand catty bell.

The clean and whitish Confucian shirt flew past Luo Hong in an instant.

"Xiao Luo, look carefully, what is the real righteous power."

Master said.

After the words fell, the master stepped down.

And on the martial arts arena.

The expressions of the thirty thousand Buddha monks changed, and when they saw the ten thousand Buddha clock being randomly grabbed by the master, their faces turned rosy, and the monks sat cross-legged.

Master Faro clasped his palms together, his cassock fluttered, and he crossed his knees suddenly.

In the surrounding ancient temples, there are also Buddha lights surging up, and Buddha shadows swaying in the world.

And in every ancient temple, there are old monks sitting cross-legged.

Their expressions and pupils looked at the master who was holding the ten thousand Buddha clock with one hand.

Although they disagreed with what the Buddha's head Fatian did, the Buddha's head Fatian was the Buddha's head of Wangchuan Temple after all, representing the facade of Wangchuan Temple.

They had to show up.

boom

During the recitation of the Buddha's voice, the Buddha's light suddenly surged and turned into a light curtain that descended from the sky and fell down fiercely.

Under the traction of the Wanfo Bell, it suddenly hit the Master.

The ten thousand Buddha clock, which was originally heavy in the hands of the master, became extremely heavy again. At this moment, the ten thousand Buddha clock carried the 8000 years of Buddhist and martial arts of Wangchuan Temple, which seemed to be transformed into reality.

As heavy as a mountain, like the Lord Buddha reaching out to cover the world.

However, the master smiled.

"Take 8000 years of Buddha luck and martial luck to overwhelm the old man"

"Just Xiao Luo, look at it."

The master's arm swung suddenly, and the Wanfo clock was thrown high by the master.

The Buddha's head stared at Fatian, clasped his palms together, and behind him appeared a giant Buddha with a height of hundreds of feet.

The Buddha also folded his palms together, wanting to clap towards his master.

The Ten Thousand Buddha Bell was floating, but the clothes on the Master's body suddenly tightened, and he pulled out a blow, swinging on the Ten Thousand Buddha Bell.

咚

A crisp sound.

Countless Buddha's lights exploded, and the Buddha's hands enveloped by the huge Buddha exploded directly.

The face of the Buddha's head changed slightly.

The Master smiled, and slapped out another palm, which landed on the Ten Thousand Buddha Clock.

The vast bell sounds like it is about to explode

Zhong Bo swept away.

And no matter how broken the light curtain of Buddha's light was, it was frightening that cracks appeared on the Ten Thousand Buddha Clock.

All of a sudden, every monk in Wangchuan Temple changed expression.

Amitabha is fucked

what do you want to do

under.

Luo Hong was also shocked

what are you doing

This is the rhythm that intends to break the Wanfo Bell

Is this the power of righteousness?

so overbearing

do whatever you want

Love love

But in Luo Hongniwan Palace, the evil god Phantom immediately disdained it.

"Stupid Xiao Luo, who looks like he has never seen the world, if he wants to, let alone smashing a broken clock, killing all the Buddhas in the sky with a snap of his fingers, it's just a matter of an instant."

After the words fell, he added a cold snort, "huh"

Outside Wangchuan Temple.

The sudden collision stunned all first-rank masters.

The Ten Thousand Buddha Bell is the sacred object of Wangchuan Temple, a true treasure, possessing unpredictable power.

结果

In the fight between the master and the Buddha head of Wangchuan Temple, if there was any disagreement, he planned to smash the Buddha bell directly.

The old monks in the surrounding ancient temples also spoke Shen Ning.

"Master, why are you here?"

"Master please keep your hand"

"Farewell, Amitabha."

They are the eminent monks of Wangchuan Temple in the past, and their strength is unfathomable. With them intimidating, those first-rank monks who surrounded Wangchuan Temple would not dare to make any changes.

However, at this moment, the tone they revealed contained a bit of pleading.

"The old man is also a reasonable person, it was you who first suppressed the old man with Buddhist luck and martial arts"

Master said.

The words fall.

The palm that was slapped on the Ten Thousand Buddha Clock suddenly clenched five fingers and turned into a punch.

He punched down hard.

咚

All the ten thousand Buddha bells seemed to be screaming

The next moment, on the martial arts arena, [-] Buddhist monks felt a dull feeling in their hearts, and all the monks were bleeding from their mouths and noses, spouting blood, and their complexions were sallow.

The ground under Master Farrow burst into lines, and his face showed sadness.

above the sky.

The Ten Thousand Buddhas Clock is cracked and broken

The 8000-year Buddhist and martial arts of Wangchuan Temple carried on the Ten Thousand Buddha Bells also broke apart when the Ten Thousand Buddha Bells shattered.

One after another Buddha lights, like waterfalls flying straight down, swept down and smashed down on Wuliang Mountain.

Wuliang Mountain was suddenly swept by a shocking gale.

The master stood in the air, wearing a Confucian shirt, glanced at Luo Hong, who was still only yelling 666, and rolled his eyes.

This silly little apprentice.

In Luo Hong's dantian, the phantom of the saint opened his eyes, his smile was like a flower, and he squeezed out the words of the saint, a mantra floated out, and smashed on the small Buddha clock.

The little Buddha clock trembled and floated out of Luo Hong's dantian.

Soon, it hovered above Luo Hong's head.

The scattered Buddha lights representing the 8000-year Buddhist fortune and martial fortune of Wangchuan Temple quickly gathered towards the small Buddha clock.

boom