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But the Holy Son and the Ghost Infant were thinking: No, we must not let the Sesshoji Temple breathe for a moment.

So he snorted coldly, and then glanced at He Cangwu standing aside.

He Cangwu was horrified by the look in his eyes, and he cursed in his heart: What a fool, you are using me as a weapon again.

I will crush you to ashes from now on.

But people under the eaves have to bow their heads.

As long as He Cangwu is still in the Ghost Sect, he will be controlled every day.

At that moment, the crowd came out and stepped forward: "The Shasheng Temple is so powerful."

"They are afraid of you, but I, He Cangwu, am not afraid."

"Amitabha, what a benefactor, I have admired you for a long time."

"I, the Shasheng Temple, convince people with virtue and have never had any power."

"What's the point of being afraid or not being afraid?"

He raised his hand without smiling, but He Cangwu snorted coldly: "What a sharp-tongued monk."

"It just so happened that we couldn't decide the outcome with Li Chen last time, so let me weigh my senior brother's worth."

In fact, He Cangwu is now unable to protect himself and is trying to survive in the cracks.

The purpose of Guiying letting him come out was also to try out the skills of the Sesshoji Temple.

"Amitabha."

"Donor He, if you want to challenge Senior Brother Farewell, you must first defeat the young monk."

He Cangwu was stunned for a moment, only to see a shadow fixed in front of him.

"Which one are you?"

Before he finished speaking, he already waved a palm.

"Little monk Li Ge, please give me some tips."

It turned out that Li Ge was returning from the mountain and was catching up with the Buddha's body-building ceremony.

Since he mastered Ling Ming Gang Qi, his combat power has doubled several times.

Although the realm is not as great as Cangwu, the combat power is not inferior.

Bang bang bang~

In the blink of an eye, the two of them were fighting together.

He Cangwu's innate Ning Gang is the ghost king of hell, and he is surrounded by the gloomy ghost king's aura.

However, Li Ge's innate aura was as clear as white jade.

After breaking open the innate Gang egg, it condensed into the Gang shape of the Lingming Stone Monkey.

The Ghost King versus the Monkey King.

Black energy versus white energy.

Even though Li Gecai was in the early stage of his innate talent, he was not at all inferior at this time.

This really surprised He Cangwu. This Ling Ming Gang Qi was so solid and powerful that his own Ghost King Gang Qi hit him like hitting a stone.

Extremely hard.

What made him find it even more difficult to deal with was that the Lingming Stone Monkey's gangly shape was very agile.

His Ghost King Gang Qi is known for being good at entanglement.

At this time, he couldn't even take advantage of Lingming Gangqi.

The Holy Son and the Ghost Infant narrowed their eyes and were secretly surprised in their hearts.

Unexpectedly, just an ordinary disciple would have a hard time fighting with He Cangwu.

And he thought in his heart that he must not give the Sesshou Temple any chance to make a surprise move.

Thinking of this, he winked secretly.

At this time, with the support of the Ghost Sect, many monks are already ready to take action.

Beside the Ghost Infant, Venerable Qing Yan also squinted his eyes.

The two are at odds with each other in face and heart.

In the Ghost Religion, the Holy Son is below the leader and has a higher status than the four great sages.

But his power was restricted by the four great lords.

But the Holy Son, Guiying, has always looked higher than his head and is arrogant.

Even the Four Great Masters are just chess pieces in his eyes.

This is also the reason why Lord Qingyan is unwilling to come forward.

However, when Guiying asked He Cangwu to come forward and try the move, he secretly agreed with it.

He was also attracted by the fight between the two.

Although He Cangwu was insignificant in front of the Holy Son, he was still a genius among the Ghost Religion and was ranked in the "Golden Scale List".

Among the younger generation in southern Xinjiang, the top few.

But at this time, it turned out to be difficult.

This Sasho Temple has been closed for more than two hundred years, but it is still full of talents, which should not be underestimated.

The Scholar with a Smiling Dimple, as his name suggests, is always shaking his feather fan and smiling.

It seems that he has no interest in the battle in the field.

The 'Youdao' Chi Yao next to him seemed to be aware of it, and his eyes narrowed in thought.

Beside him, Hongtu from the Dian Cang Sect showed a solemn expression.

Suddenly he remembered the words of his master Cangsong Zhenren.

‘Sasho Temple has been closed for two hundred years, and things have changed. If you want to rise again, it will be as difficult as climbing to the sky. ’

‘This time the Sasho Temple returns to the world, the ceremony will be disrupted. ’

‘The auspiciousness that comes from heaven cannot be maintained. ’

‘My disciple is a proud man, and if he wants to get a share of the pie, he will surely find it at his fingertips. ’

Pick it up at your fingertips?

Pick up a hammer.

As for the seven Canglang disciples, they also found it novel.

"I didn't expect the old Eighth Master to be so powerful."

"In my opinion, this Shasheng Temple is far better than many sects on the Zhoutian Ranking."

Regarding this statement, the Xuanjing Division in front knew best.

Hou Xiaoyi yawned, with tears in his eyes, and said leisurely: "The Shasheng Temple has a profound foundation."

"The temple has been closed for two hundred years, but it's still difficult to deal with."

At this time, Qu Huanbo, a drunkard on the side, swallowed the wine and smiled: "Closing the temple?"

"For other sects, closing the temple and not coming out means cutting off resources, not to mention withdrawing from the "Zhou Tianbang"."

"Without the blessing of the stars and luck, it would be difficult for the sect to maintain its existence."

"But the Killing Temple is different. They have the resources of the 300-mile Killing Forest to back them up."

"Behind closed doors, the days are still beautiful."

"Hey, if you ask me, they might be stronger than before."

Hou Xiaoyi nodded secretly, but he already believed it in his heart.

…

The Sutra Pavilion and the Enlightenment Room.

The fifth day of retreat.

He had no idea what was going on outside.

In the Ten Directions Dojo, many scriptures were shining.

After many scriptures absorbed the great Dao text of the Great Observation Sutra,

the Enlightenment Lamp turned into golden flames and floated in the air.

This means that the scriptures have turned into the enlightenment of the world and become the light of the heart of Tao.

One, two, three...

More and more scriptures turned into light.

Until the Enlightenment Lamp of all 121 scriptures.

All turned into flames.

A golden "卍" character suddenly floated out of the Great Observation Sutra in the center of the Ten Directions Dojo.

After the "卍" character flew out, it gradually became larger.

As if it was going to cover the entire Ten Directions Dojo.

The Enlightenment flames of the 121 scriptures condensed into a ball.

It flew directly into the "卍" character in the air.

The blazing flames soared into the sky.

As if it was going to melt the entire Ten Directions Dojo.

I don't know how long it took.

Suddenly, a bell rang in the Shifang Daochang.

The sound of Sanskrit surrounded my ears.

Golden light shone in all directions.

At this moment, the word "卍" in the void suddenly split into five.

They occupied five directions and turned into five shapes.

They occupied his entire mind.

…

Sanbao Zen Temple.

The martial arts field.

In the field, except for Li Ge and He Cangwu who were still fighting each other.

Many monks began to make noise again.

"You bald donkey, hand over Li Chen!"

"Reject the Killing Temple and love nature."

"The Killing Red Lotus, the virtuous live in it."

"What Killing Red Lotus! This lotus is the Lie Guang Red Lotus inherited by my sect!"

"Bullshit, it is obviously the Danxin Red Lotus of our Danxin Sect!"

"Killing Temple, give me the Red Lotus!"

For a while, the situation was tense.

The martial arts field was getting more and more chaotic.

At this moment, bursts of Zen chanting came from afar.

The voice was far-reaching and grand, like a great Buddha preaching.

Rays of golden light fell, and the Buddha's light shone everywhere.

In the air, it turned into golden lotuses.

The lotus condensed into substance, covering the entire Sutra Library.

For a moment, everyone stopped.

All were shocked by the sudden strange phenomenon of heaven and earth.

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