Mirroring the changes

Shasheng Temple, Jichan Palace.

The dark clouds are pressing down on the city, and the clouds in the sky are getting heavier and heavier.

The faintly flowing black thunder makes the whole space extremely oppressive.

"Master uncle, the twelve sounds have sounded."

The little monk reported in a low voice behind the obscure Zen master.

The obscure Zen master retracted his gaze, and his already old face was now a little more tired.

He glanced at the several abbots in front of him, and then slowly said: "This is the fate of the Shasheng Temple."

Just repelled Wanshou Villa.

But I didn't expect that after repelling the jackals, there would be tigers and leopards.

As the world's number one demon sect, Huangquan Sect is powerful, not inferior to the three giant sects, and far beyond the current Shasheng Temple.

Even when the Shasheng Temple is at full strength, it is difficult to withstand its attack.

What's more, after defeating the demon clan, Master Mijian has announced that he will close the door to death and will not come out until he proves the truth.

On the other side, the Great Zhoutian Demon Subduing Formation in the Killing Forest was disturbed by the Nine Palaces Formation of the Huangquan Sect, and the formation flags also lost their function.

The Great Demon Jianzhen, who was supposed to be the strongest helper, was also unable to break it.

It can be seen that the Huangquan Sect must have foreseen the strength of the Killing Temple in advance.

"Amitabha, the monks should go their own way."

Sensing that the pressure on his head was getting heavier, Master Huise still said this.

"Uncle Master! We have the Qianji Sword Pavilion to defend us, and the Huangquan Sect may not be able to attack us!" Master Jiemie said anxiously.

Master Huise shook his head: "The Huangquan Sect must have planned this action in advance, not just taking advantage of the fact that the old master uncle is in seclusion. Look at the heavy clouds outside."

"This formation is the Huangquan Sect's "Hellless Formation". There is no door to hell, and everything is in the universe!"

"There are wind, rain, thunder and lightning, and everything is intertwined. Once it is deployed, the world will become hell, and hell will come to the world."

"In other words, they didn't want to enter the Killing Temple at all. They just wanted to turn the entire Killing Temple into a hell by summoning the devilish energy of hell and everything in the universe. . "

"What? !"

"So cruel!"

"The world's number one demon sect is really so evil!"

"They believe in the Lord of Hell, how can they be merciful!"

At this time, Master Hui'an also said: "Before the establishment of the Killing Temple, this place was the place of the Blood Demon of Hell. Later, it was broken by Master Bukong, and then the Killing Temple was established."

"And since ancient legends, the Blood Demon is one of the Lord of Demons' clones, and has a thousand connections with the Huangquan Sect. This disaster is probably a reincarnation."

Speaking of this, he put his hands together and chanted a Buddhist name.

On the other side, Master Huiming stared at the sky, only to feel that the clouds in the sky were getting heavier and the thunder was getting more and more. While he was talking, the wind started to blow again, so he hurriedly urged: "Don't delay."

"Now the "Hellless Formation" has not been fully deployed. With your strength, you should not be afraid of the hell thunder at this time. Quickly lead the disciples to the hinterland of the back mountain to hide. You can't get out until the clouds disperse.

Wait a long time, and the hell will continue to pour out. It will be too late to run then."

At this time, every corner of the Killing Temple was covered by the calamity cloud, and the prototype of hell had already appeared.

At this time, Master Jimo saw that the three Zen masters had no intention of leaving, so he asked: "Three uncles, let's go together."

Who knew that the three monks smiled at each other: "Hahaha, after hundreds of years of practice, we will go to the West together."

"The Huangquan Sect wants to crush the Killing Temple with the formation, but it is too much to look down on the Killing Temple."

"What if the three old monks go to meet them?"

When this was said, all the monks were stunned.

How could they not hear the intention of going to die in the words of the three uncles?

Just when the monks didn't know how to dissuade them, a familiar voice suddenly came from outside the door: "Amitabha."

"Three uncles, how about taking one of me?"

Hearing this, the monks all looked in the direction of the voice, and saw the man with his hands clasped together, with a solemn expression, a beautiful appearance, like an immortal in the sky, and a restrained Zen mind, like the reincarnation of an old Buddha.

It was none other than Li Chen, the son of the Buddha who had been in seclusion for a long time!

"Son of Buddha!"

Li Chen was originally comprehending the mystery of the Eight Treasures of Muni, but was suddenly disturbed by the black clouds covering the sky.

Amid the rumbling thunder, he knew that the real disaster of the Killing Temple was coming.

On the Bukong Mountain, there is a cave, which can only be entered by the abbots and Buddhist disciples of all generations.

Li Chen had seen the handwritten notes left by the second-generation abbot here.

The second-generation abbot was proficient in deduction and divination. He set up the "Killing Array" to ensure that the incense of the Killing Temple would continue for 800 years.

After that, he left behind the mysterious "Wangyou Collection", which can be regarded as the pinnacle of formation.

He mentioned in his notes that the blood pool of the Killing Temple for thousands of years was harmful to the harmony of heaven, so there would be a catastrophe every four hundred years.

And he used the supreme formation to borrow the power of the Feng Shui of the heavens to cover up the secrets of heaven, and could avoid the first catastrophe four hundred years later.

But he had no spare energy to resolve the second catastrophe.

As he said, the fortune of the second generation has been prosperous for eight hundred years, until the fourth generation abbot, that is, eight hundred years later, mistakenly entered the Joyful Path, which made the Killing Temple the target of public criticism, and suddenly the strength was greatly reduced, and it withdrew from the list of the fortune of the three spheres.

The notes also mentioned that the catastrophe will become stronger and stronger, the second stronger than the first, and the third stronger than the second.

And by the third time, half of the Killing Temple was killed, and the fortune plummeted.

Counting with fingers, this moment is exactly the third catastrophe four hundred years later.

Originally, Li Chen had already told the three elders at this time, and the three elders thought that the catastrophe of Wanshou Villa was the third catastrophe.

But I didn't expect that there was a hidden secret in it.

No wonder the second-generation abbot once said, "The way of heaven is unpredictable and unavoidable."

"Amitabha."

"It is better for us to accompany the three uncles to face the enemy. The disciples in the back mountain are the hope of my Shasheng Temple. It is more reasonable for you, Buddha, to protect them." Zen Master Jixin suddenly came out from the crowd.

"Yes, senior brother is right, the incense of Sesshou Temple is more important!"

Li Chen put his hands together and bowed slightly: "Masters and uncles, please don't refuse this matter any more."

"I have Buddha treasures on my body to protect my body, and I also have the "Forgetting Collection" left by the second-generation abbot. Maybe I can break the hellish Wuxiang formation in front of me."

When the monks heard this and were still trying to dissuade them, Zen Master Lonely suddenly felt a sore nose: "Disciple..."

Li Chen did not respond, but knelt down towards him: "Disciple Li Chen, I would like to express my gratitude for my master's care for many years."

"There is no retribution in this life. In the next life, I would like to become a novice monk in front of the Buddha and serve the master."

"Crazy boy crazy boy~"

Even though Zen Master Lonely had perfect meditation skills, he could not help but feel great compassion at this moment.

But Li Chen said: "Master, it's not too late, I'm here to block the thunder in the sky and fight for a chance of survival for all the monks!"

After saying that, he stretched out his hand, and a piece of white smoke appeared in front of him.

It is the 'misty smoke' that can hide spiritual consciousness.

As soon as the misty smoke appeared, it covered the entire Jizen Palace.

"The "Hell's Wuxiang Formation" can bring down wind, rain, thunder, and lightning from hell, turning it into a forest of hell ghosts and ghosts. If it is illuminated by divine consciousness, it can attack living beings and souls."

"The misty smoke can block the spiritual consciousness of ghosts and elephants. Monks, please don't stay too long, but you can protect me from killing people and offering incense!"