I have been a saint in the world for three thousand years

In an instant, a deafening roar was heard throughout the hall.

The wall cracked and debris flew everywhere.

Dust rose into the air, swirling like smoke, and the vision was instantly shrouded by a thick curtain of dust, making it impossible to see.

The meditative abbot rolled up his sleeves and absorbed all the dust that obscured his vision.

Everyone looked closely and saw that Yan Xiu was holding something in his hand.

It was an incense burner no bigger than a palm, with a strange shape and a strong evil aura emanating from it.

When Chan Yuan saw this scene, his pupils suddenly shrank and the shock in his heart was beyond words.

He never expected that Yan Xiu actually knew where the incense burner was hidden.

Yan Xiu held the incense burner in his right hand and looked directly at Monk Chanyuan.

"What do you have to say now?"

The Zen abbot's body trembled slightly, and when he turned around, his eyes were full of shock and disbelief.

"Junior brother, is this really yours?!"

There was a mixture of doubt and regret in his words.

He could never have imagined that his junior brother, who had always been kind and honest in his eyes, would actually do such a heinous thing in secret.

Seeing that the incense burner he had hidden was discovered, Chan Yuan remained calm.

"Amitabha, you are too reckless to damage the quiet place of my inner hall.

Moreover, I have reason to suspect that you have planned this incense burner for a long time, and you just waited until now to present it to me in order to frame me."

He spoke at an even pace, without any panic in his tone, as if everything was under control.

Yan Xiu sneered when he saw this.

"Oh? In that case, don't blame me for destroying this incense burner!"

Upon hearing this, Yan Xiu raised a cold smile.

After saying this, he suddenly raised his hand, as if to smash the incense burner to pieces.

Chan Yuan was caught off guard by Yan Xiu's action.

He didn't expect the other party to take such extreme measures, and his face suddenly changed.

"stop!"

Facing Chan Yuan's shouting, Yan Xiu turned a deaf ear and instead sped up his movements.

In a hurry, Chan Yuan no longer concealed anything.

He stretched out his body and rushed towards Yan Xiu like lightning, trying to stop him.

Suddenly, Buddha's light shone brightly, and a palm print chopped out fiercely, tearing the air apart, and went straight towards Yan Xiu.

Clang-!

A sound of gold and iron clashing sounded.

Shen Zhi quickly drew his sword from its sheath, and the sword light was like a dragon, blocking the fierce attack of Monk Chanyuan.

"Master Chanyuan, why did you hurt someone?"

Shen Zhi looked grim.

The tip of the knife, shining with cold light, gently pointed at Chan Yuan, and asked in a frosty tone.

At the same time, Yan Xiu's movements also came to an abrupt halt, with a playful smile on his lips.

Chan Yuan knew that he had been exposed, so he just laid his cards on the table.

"Give me back the incense burner, and I will spare your life!"

The words were full of threats.

As soon as these words were spoken, the abbot of Zen meditation could no longer hide his shock.

"Junior brother, you..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Chan Yuan in a harsh voice.

"Brother, you are too old!"

At this moment, Chan Yuan's face lost its former compassion, and was replaced by a cold and evil aura.

He stood tall and straight, with sharp eyes and murderous intent flickering in his eyes. He stared directly at Yan Xiu and Shen Zhi.

"I'll say this one last time. Hand over the incense burner and I'll spare your life!"

After saying this, he slightly opened his arms, the inner energy in his body surged, ready to go.

Upon hearing this, Shen Zhi curled up his lips into a disdainful sneer.

He gently shook the long sword in his hand, a cold light flashed, and responded in a cold voice.

"Then let's see whether your fist is harder or my knife is faster!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Yi flashed and fought with Chan Yuan like a shadow, with the lightsabers and fist shadows shining against each other.

boom--!

In just a moment, the inner hall became dilapidated by the residual force of the fierce battle between the two men, with wood chips and dust flying everywhere.

At this moment, Chan Yuan had no time to care about any losses, he only had one thought in his mind.

Take back the all-important incense burner and forget about everything else.

The fight between the two became more and more intense, and finally they rushed out of the Jingxin Hall and fought a fierce battle above the Fanyin Temple.

The meditating abbot at this moment had long lost his usual tranquility and composure, and his face was filled with shock and confusion.

Yan Xiu slowly approached and spoke in a calm tone.

"Have you ever thought about why those infertile female believers come to the Fanyin Temple to pray for children and stay overnight?"

The abbot's mind was currently distracted by his fellow apprentice's affairs, and he was completely confused by Yan Xiu's question and could only shake his head.

Yan Xiu glanced at him and told him everything that happened that night.

"Buddhism should be a pure place, but it has become a place where filth and dirt are hidden. You have committed a serious crime of breaking the precepts. Abbot of Zen meditation, you are to blame for this fact!"

After saying that, he turned and walked out of the meditation hall.

Although Shen Zhi has extraordinary cultivation and has reached the Tiangang realm, Monk Chanyuan is no ordinary person either.

The strong evil energy lurking in this incense burner is like a sleeping beast.

Once awakened, even Shen Zhi would probably find it difficult to withstand its surging power.

The martial arts competition at Fanyin Temple had just ended, and many heroes were still gathered in the temple and had not yet dispersed.

The sudden and fierce fight between Shen Zhi and Chan Yuan naturally attracted the attention of countless people.

"Hey, what's going on? Why would Hero Shen Yidao fight with Master Chan Yuan?"

"After all, Hero Shen Yidao didn't leave just now. Maybe he was itching to fight, so he might as well have a fight with Master Chanyuan."

Someone speculated.

"No, look at Master Chanyuan's moves, they are extremely ruthless, it's clear that he wants to kill Hero Shen!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was shocked and everyone's attention was focused again.

Chan Yuan attacked fiercely, each blow aimed directly at Shen's vital points, without any mercy as a monk should have.

Facing Chan Yuan's violent attack, Shen Zhi's expression was firm, without the slightest sign of fear.

"Master Chanyuan, if you continue like this you will only bring shame upon yourself. Why bother hiding your incompetence any longer?"

Chan Yuan also knew that the current situation was not in his favor.

A murderous look instantly filled his eyes, and he responded with a chilling tone.

"I have given you a chance, but you are seeking your own death!"

After saying this, he let out a low cry.

As soon as Chan Yuan finished speaking, the incense burner in Yan Xiu's hand suddenly exploded without warning.

A surge of evil energy gushed out.

In an instant, the sky above the Fanyin Temple changed color, and the entire world was shocked.

"How is this going?!"

"Could it be that evil spirits are invading our Lingchuan Prefecture?"

"No, look, it's Master Chan Yuan!"

Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes turned to Chan Yuan.

I saw that his whole body was surrounded by an unprecedented strong evil aura, and the scene was horrifying.

The evil aura was like a dark abyss that had been silent for thousands of years and was suddenly revealed.

Rolling black fog surged out from Chan Yuan's body, bringing with it a heart-pounding chill.

This breath seemed to have substance, dyeing the surrounding air with a strange dark purple, and even the light around it became distorted and dim.

It wrapped around Chan Yuan's body like a living thing, like a series of inky black chains, binding him and giving him some strange power.

The eyes of this former great monk flashed with madness, which shocked everyone present and sent chills down their spines.

Shen Zhi looked as if he was facing a formidable enemy, tightly gripping the long sword in his hand, with a surging fighting spirit in his heart.

Just as he was preparing to fight Chan Yuan, an old voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Master Shen, wait a minute. Let me clean up the mess today."